Listening to the tone of the Jade Emperor's first-class heavenly god's almost pleading, the Taishang Laojun's first-class heavenly Dao saint was helpless.

The power of the Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight Great Vajra Saints was obviously not fully exerted, as Heavenly Dao Saints, they could feel it, if these twenty people joined forces. They can't be stopped by these Heavenly Dao Saints, not to mention, these people are all divine objects with Founding Yuan Spirits.

There is also Wang Mu, who has surpassed the Heavenly Dao Saint. Comparable to Hongjun Ancestor and the god-like Heavenly Dao Master, people don't know which side this Flower Buddha will stand on, the Flower Buddha does not move, no one dares to move.

So, the Heavenly Dao Saint cast his worried gaze on the two people in the highest air, the Dao God and the Hongjun Ancestor.

Feeling people's eyes, the god Jiang Shuai just smiled indifferently and did not respond.

And Hongjun Ancestor glanced in all directions and muttered to himself, "When a saint is born, there will be a catastrophe." “

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Wang Mu below, intending to see the choice of the Flower Buddha in everything.

At this time, a black cloud in the western sky had dispersed, and the black and red aura and countless points of light were swirling. Slowly dissipated, all the disciples of the Extreme Yang Palace and the Polar Palace were all annihilated, and there was still a thick bloody aura in the air.

Duan Yixue suddenly stopped, stepping on the void, holding a red and green long sword, and her black dress wrapped her graceful body. But it was steaming with a black and red breath.

She kept her head down, her black hair fluttering in the wind.

So, all the Flower Saints and King Kong stopped. Like a thoughtless puppet, standing quietly around Duan Yixue.

A sense of desolation spread, coming from the body of Duan Yixue, the first of the Flower Saints.

She was watching, watching those points of light that slowly dissipated, thousands of living beings, all destroyed in an instant, all buried in the hands of their sisters and brothers.

"Huh. She suddenly laughed, and the gloomy laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and people's hearts trembled, and they were suffocated.

The laughter was like self-deprecation, and it was like deciding something, deciding what to give up.

"Uh" she closed her eyes and looked up again, and sighed long, easing the contradiction in her heart.

Then, she opened her eyes again. The all-black eyeballs regained their bloodthirsty and evil form, and looked at the sky with the largest number of people on the side of the Tongtian Sect Master.

The Jade Emperor was in an uproar, and he retreated in fright, even if the Tongtian Sect Master, his body trembled, what kind of eyes were there?

"Quick, get out of here!" the Jade Emperor exclaimed, and when he finished speaking, he pulled the Queen Mother into the void.

For a while, countless Heavenly Gods fled in a hurry, and they used their highest cultivation to escape into the void, disappearing, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Sect Master fled, and those who were unable to penetrate the void turned into streamers and fled quickly towards the distant sky.

The cold and rough wind was even more violent, and a meteor shower flew out, but the Tongtian Sect Master stayed in place, it would be too embarrassing for him to run away as a Heavenly Dao Saint, but looking at Duan Yixue's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble, and involuntarily looked at the Taishang Laojun in the sky on the other side.

"Two senior brothers, do you want to stand by and watch?" the Tongtian Sect Master shouted, his deep voice still trembling a little.

Before, he threw the six flower saints of the family into the Samadhi True Fire to refine, but now how could people let him go.

Taishang Laojun and Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at each other, but they didn't know what to do.

"Hula. Duan Yixue's expression suddenly became cold, and in the next second, the twenty people were once again like a black and red cloud towards the Tongtian Sect Master.

"One snow!"

The Tongtian Sect Master was putting on a posture and preparing to meet the enemy with all his might, when Wang Mu's voice rang out.

The twenty people stopped again, and Duan Yixue, who was the leader, did not look back, and the rest of the Flower Saints and King Kong, who were controlled by the head of the Flower Saint, did not look back.

"Stop it, if you continue like this, you'll sink deeper and deeper. Wang Mu said again, staring at Duan Yixue.

"Hehe," Duan Yixue sneered, still not looking back, "What? You have to mind my business? Aren't you all empty? Didn't you say that you don't understand love, that is, my business has nothing to do with you." “

In the last sentence, Duan Yixue paused for a moment before saying it, and suddenly felt heartache.

The smile on Wang Mu's face retracted, and his expression became gloomy, he had already guessed that the head of the Flower Saint, whose memories had been fully recovered, would definitely treat him with such an attitude.

"Yixue, why do you have to bother with the so-called love? I don't understand, and I don't want to understand, but I won't let you sink like this. Wang Mu said again.

"Heha" Duan Yixue suddenly laughed wildly, and finally turned around, her all-black eyeballs locked on Wang Mu, and the killing intent disappeared, but she was filled with an unspeakable depression and resentment.

"Don't you understand love, are you hard-hearted?" After a pause, Duan Yixue roared in a questioning tone, "Thirty thousand years, thirty thousand years, I see you cultivating, watching you ponder, watching you in a daze, listening to you talk about Buddhist scriptures, listening to you laugh, listening to you talking to yourself, I have long regarded you as the most important thing in heaven and earth." But what about you? You say you won't leave for the rest of your life, but you still forsake us. What about your mercy? No, I don't want your mercy, I want your love! Otherwise, you and I have nothing to do with each other!"

Wang Mu was speechless, speechless, and could only look at it with the most concerned eyes.

The calm heart is turbulent, the so-called love is rolling again, Wang Mu asked himself, is he not doing enough? What does love feel like?

"Huh. Duan Yixue sneered again, calmed down her excitement, glanced at Wang Mu lightly, and then set her eyes on the tornado in the distance, where the Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight King Kongs were born on the peach blossom tree in the tornado, and all the story entanglements began there.

"I want to go back to the past," she said coldly, as if she was talking to Wang Mu, as if she was talking to the peach blossom tree in the tornado, and as if she was saying to herself, "I have lost my whiteness, I have lost my clear heart, I have lost myself, and I can only sink forever." I slaughtered all the people, just to restore the heavens and the earth to the void, maybe then, I and my younger brothers and sisters can return to the original state. “

"Let's go, brothers and sisters, let's go home, and in a little while, everything will be quiet again. Turning her head, she smiled at the rest of the Flower Saints and King Kong again, and then her figure floated away, sweeping towards the tornado.

The rest of the Flower Saint and King Kong floated over.

Although he didn't target the Tongtian Sect Master again, the Tongtian Sect Master was even more nervous, and he could see that the Flower Saint Head was not letting him go, but was going to destroy him and all other living beings.

Wang Mu's gaze followed everyone to the tornado.

The figures of the twenty people with a black and red aura slowly drifted towards the tornado, and the sun did not illuminate their figures. The wind is even more desolate.

The tornado, which had been spinning quietly, suddenly moved, and a crack opened in the center of the heavy gray-white turbulence, and then slowly opened, and the crack became bigger and bigger, reaching into the sky, showing the scene in the tornado.

A peach blossom tree stands between heaven and earth, with the color of green jade, lush branches and leaves, and the color is gorgeous and dazzling.

The gorgeous, the dusty, the holy, like a picture scroll in the vast world, so illusory but real.

Finally, the crack in the center of the tornado spread large enough, like a closed cylindrical gate, and it opened completely, causing the entire tornado to disappear.

The heavens and the earth are quiet, the wind is gone, and the sand and dust have settled.

The Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight Great King Kong also stopped, standing in the void not far in front of the huge peach blossom tree.

All eyes were looking at the peach blossom tree that reached the sky, infected by the bright colors and the vigor and majesty that shook the heavens and the earth, and there was no other emotion in their hearts, only deep worship and awe.

"We're back. Looking at the big tree, Duan Yixue said, tears burst the embankment, like a daughter who had been away from home for too long saw her mother.

The black and red tears, like the blood in the heart, slid down on Duan Yixue's beautiful face, tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, endless grievances and hatreds, all awakenings erupted at this moment.

"My younger brothers and sisters and I want to go back to the past," Duan Yixue cried even more sadly as she looked at the big tree, "Go back to those quiet years, don't want to cultivate a human form anymore, don't want to be enlightened, just be a quiet peach blossom, a quiet stone." “

She couldn't cry, and her sad and aggrieved voice was like a child with bruises all over her body complaining to her mother.

Those who listen are moved, and those who hear are weeping.

All the gods in the sky can see that the heart demon of the head of the flower saint is not only caused by the gods and demons such as Yu Lei and Shen Tu back then, but also the love affair between the flower Buddha and her for tens of thousands of years.

"Boom. “

As if hearing Duan Yixue's heartache, the peach blossom tree in the sky moved, the layers of leaves swayed, and there was a crisp sound, and the pleasant and gentle voice echoed all over the sky, as if comforting the Twelve Flower Saints. Remember the ditch and the ditch to carry.

Looking at the swaying tree, Wang Mu frowned, and a trace of sadness rose from his heart.

It is the sorrow from the peach blossom tree, and it is also the sorrow from the founding spirit.

The gods of the sky also felt it, and in that crisp and pleasant voice, there was clearly some sadness, and even some annoyance.

The founding spirit was angry, and the consequences could be imagined.

"As soon as it snows, everything will be fine, why be so extreme?"

"Huh. Duan Yixue sneered again, without looking back, the Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight King Kongs flew forward again.

The "whoosh" vision protrudes.

When the Twelve Flower Saints and the Eight King Kongs flew again, the leaves of the peach blossom trees suddenly swayed more violently, and countless white and yellow points of light automatically rose in the sky, filling the entire heaven and earth.

In the next second, all the white and yellow points of light turned black and red.

"The primordial spirit gives birth to demons, and all living beings are destroyed. High in the air, the voice of Hongjun Ancestor's vicissitudes came.

The heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and all the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars began to dim, and when they were lit up again, they also became black and red light.

In the darkness of the sky, the monstrous anger spread, and fear rose in the hearts of all living beings.

Countless creatures in the Three Realms and Nine Domains, whether they can see the scene of the Extreme Yang Domain or not, all of them have stood still in their respective worlds at this moment, as if they have seen ghosts, all the creatures are looking around in fear, as if a devil is quietly approaching in an invisible place.