The starry sky, broken stars and debris flying everywhere, was so devastated that it was shocking.
The world is in catastrophe, Gods and Demons in Chaos, and the people are crying.
At the end of the starry sky, a broken continent floats. The fairyland, under the cover of the saints in the world, is finally far away from the battlefield.
In the fairyland, Zhiming is dressed in plain clothes, with white hair dyed red.
"Gods and Demons in Chaos, Sun and Moon in Motion, Heaven, Earth, Nothingness, Life."
In front of Zhiming, Heavenly Tome of Creation rises and falls, and the silver light shines brightly, illuminating the broken world.
Witnessing the death of each cherished person in battle, Ning Chen could no longer see sadness in his eyes, as if he had forgotten what sadness was.
In the sky above Ning Chen, four Bridge of Great Daos are rising and falling, three of them have been completed, but the fourth one, Cambridge, has never been completely solidified.
Throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to attain more than two avenues. With the help of Phoenix and Demonic Dual Bodies, Zhi Ming was able to achieve two and achieve the unprecedented three avenues.
However, the fourth sword path that does not exist in the world has become a barrier that prevents Zhiming from entering a higher realm.
"Know your fate!"
At this time, in the fairyland, a swordsman in white appeared. The familiar face, the familiar Sword Intent, was even better than before.
Feeling the person behind him, Ning Chen turned around and said softly, "Sword Two, welcome back."
Sword Two Looking up at the fairyland and the human world, the prosperity of the past can no longer be seen.
"Your sword is no longer firm enough."
Sword Two looked away, looked at the young man in plain clothes in front of him, and said calmly, "What are you afraid of?"
Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.
"Even if this world is destroyed, there is still hope for rebirth. If it is not destroyed, it is not established. What are you afraid of?" Sword Two asked again.
"Even if all your relatives die, there are still memories, and perhaps reincarnation, what are you afraid of?" Sword Two asked again.
Ning Chen trembled slightly, looking at his best friend in front of him, clenching his hands tightly.
After a long time, Ning Chen loosened his hands, his expression became firm again, and he walked towards the distance Immortal Palace.
In front of the Immortal Palace, Qing Ling dressed in green clothes stood there quietly, waiting silently as before.
Ning Chen came over and looked at the woman in front of him. At this moment, he didn't know what to say.
"This is the last battle!"
From behind, Qing Ling looked at the white-haired man in front of him and said, "Don't worry about us, let's just fight."
"Yeah!"
Ning Chen nodded slightly and stepped into the Immortal Palace.
Outside the Immortal Realm, terrifying pressure spreads, and the gods are coming with an astonishing momentum.
Even if you escape to the ends of the world, you still can't escape the eyes of the gods. The gods come from outside endless time and space, spanning
After being blocked by Minor World one after another, they were already very close to the Immortal Realm.
"After waiting for so long, it's finally my turn."
In front of the fairyland, Mu Qianshang stared at the gods coming from afar, with a smile on his face.
"And me, Master."
At this time, from somewhere, a familiar voice sounded. It was so nostalgic after thousands of years.
Mu Qianshang Behind him, a figure in purple clothes stepped forward. His unruly face looked so handsome at this moment.
"You are still alive." Mu Qianshang said calmly.
"How can I die so easily?" Luo Xingchen said with a smile.
"I'm going to die soon." Mu Qianshang turned around, looked at the approaching breath at the end of the starry sky, and said calmly.
"Everyone will die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather." Luo Xingchen said nonchalantly.
"Who said that?" Mu Qianshang said calmly.
"Knowing fate." Luo Xingchen smiled.
"Do you believe what he said?"
Mu Qianshang responded lightly, without staying any longer, and flew towards the outside of the fairyland.
"I don't want to believe it either. It's a pity that even if I don't want to believe it, I have to believe it. One day, I will actually fight for such a vulgar reason as the rise and fall of the human world."
Luo Xingchen murmured, and the figure flashed forward, flying forward.
"Qing Ling sister, I'm going to help too."
In front of the Immortal Palace, Yin'er said.
"Yeah."
Qing Ling nodded and said softly, "Go."
"Qing Ling, sister, won't you go with us?" Yin'er asked.
"No, I have something to do when I stay." Qing Ling responded with a gentle smile on his face.
Yin'er nodded, said no more, turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance.
The last fighting forces in the human world all left one after another, and the fairyland became very quiet.
Inside the Immortal Palace, four fairy swords sealed in wooden scabbards rise and fall, Four Immortal Slaying Swords, and they will last for thousands of years.
In front of the fairy sword, Ning Chen stood quietly, raising his right hand and pressing it on the fairy sword.
In an instant, the four immortal swords vibrated violently.
The evil aura is endless, spreading towards the outside of the Immortal Palace like a stormy wave.
In addition to the Immortal Palace, Qing Ling was shaken back a few steps by this evil aura, with a look of concentration on his face.
The evil spirit on Four Immortal Slaying Swords is actually so strong.
Outside the fairyland, a fierce battle rages, and white clothes are dyed red.
In a brutal battle, hundreds of Minor World were penetrated, and the star marks were all over the bow, more dazzling than the divine moon.
After the first battle, the gods gained new redness, and the twelve white divine wings were no longer holy.
Clean.
Half a day later, in front of the Immortal Realm, the god stepped forward and frowned slightly as he looked at the Immortal Realm, which had almost become a dead world.
What happened?
In the Immortal Realm, evil spirits linger, swallowing up all life.
There is no sign of life in the fairyland anymore, which is shocking.
In front of the Immortal Palace, a beautiful figure in Tsing Yi fell into a pool of blood, but her expression was unusually peaceful.
Amid the surging evil aura, Plain-clothed Figure stepped out, his eyes and white hair already turning gray.
Zhi Ming's eyes, the last drop of tears fell and wet his clothes.
The blood-drinking Immortal Slaying Sword, surrounded by blood-colored mist, cut off the last trace of care in this life. From then on, he was a complete devil.
Let the evil spirit pour into his body, burning his benevolent heart and demonizing his Meishan.
In the void, three Bridge of Great Daos collapsed, and all the power flowed into the fourth Bridge of Great Dao.
Suddenly, the fourth Bridge of Great Dao gradually solidified, and the gray stone bridge was shockingly dead.
Creation Realm, symbolizing the realm of creation, now, there is no trace of life, only deathly destruction, destroying everything.
Before the Rebellion of the Gods, Zhi Ming entered the sword of destruction and wiped out the last of his humanity.
Endless sword pressure filled the air, all vitality in the fairyland was gone, and everything ceased to exist.
One after another, the prosperous halls could not withstand this terrifying force of destruction and were destroyed one after another.
"Venerable of the Immortal Realm, when we meet again, you are different."
In front of the Immortal Realm, the god looked at the gray-haired man in front of him and said calmly, "It's a pity that it's just you, you will still be defeated."
"Really? What about me?"
As he spoke, black feathers were floating all over the sky, and a figure surrounded by Demonic Qi descended from the sky, Twelve Wings of Sin covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Pluto reappeared and the heaven and earth shook.
As soon as he stepped on it, the sky collapsed. The sun, moon and stars could not bear the terrifying power and collapsed.
Xuan Yi's royal robes were sung by the wind. Although his face was different, his aura remained the same.
The King of Great Xia, the number one warrior god in the heavens who looks down upon the heavens, has returned to the world. Time is chaotic and everything is upside down.
"You are indeed not dead." The god said with a dark expression.
"Immortal Venerable, come with us!"
Pluto spoke, Demonic Qi surged around his body, Apocalyptic Fury, regained its edge.
Knowing his destiny and nodding, Zhu Xian appears on the peak, and the light covers the sky.
In the void, ten volumes of Heavenly Tome appeared and transformed into the fairyland.
The princes join forces to fight the gods, Ten Scrolls of Heavenly Tome determines the reincarnation, the final battle is about to begin, and the nine days are vast and the heroes are discussed.
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