Rumble!

The earth exploded, and countless huge cracks drilled out one after another with hideous faces, opening their bloody mouths and devouring Yang Xuan.

Faced with this vision of heaven and earth, Yang Xuan didn't speak, he just opened his mouth and made a mouth shape.

There was no sound, but Yuan Zizhen understood, and the words that came out of Yang Xuan's mouth were clearly only two words: die!

"Die, I want you to die!" he roared.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

When flames appeared in the sky, everyone seemed to hear a strange sound.

It seemed to be a drum beat.

Knock-knock-knock!

The cracks in the ground vanished, and the behemoths that emerged from them were reduced to nothingness in the flames.

Yuan Zizhen retreated sharply, his left hand covering his chest hard, but he couldn't cover the blood gushing out of his fingers.

For the first time in a long time, a sharp pain invaded his nerves like a tidal wave, accompanied by the smell of burnt flesh.

Since he stepped into the realm of true gods, he has mastered true power, and this is the first time that he has been injured by someone with ordinary flames.

No, this is by no means an ordinary flame, how can an ordinary flame be so powerful.

Yuan Zizhen let out a huge roar, and the earth-splitting hammer in his hand turned into a big mountain, pressing down on Yang Xuan fiercely.

"Brother Yuan, I'm here to help you!" Pan An's voice sounded, spreading around the two of them, but they couldn't find his figure.

The light is gone, and the heavens and the earth are dark.

The two true gods shot at the same time, and under the cover of the rules, Yang Xuan seemed to have fallen into a dark cage in an instant.

The rules contracted, and cracks had already appeared on Yang Xuan's body, which was shocking.

The headache, the severe pain was like a heart-devouring beast, gnawing at Yang Xuan's nerves, and his body began to bleed.

The world in front of Yang Xuan's eyes had turned as red as blood.

The sequelae of devouring too many souls to forcibly ascend the realm have reached the verge of exploding.

The battle continued, Hei Jia and Qing were entangled by Zhang Ping'an and Chen Yanhe, the battle between them shattered the heavens and the earth, and the real power spread wantonly in the space.

The ease on Liang Lao's face had disappeared, and it was replaced by a touch of solemnity.

The battle between the locust tree and him was even more strange and dangerous, and the black leaves seemed to turn into black butterflies, flying wantonly in the air, making Liang Lao look extremely embarrassed.

Quack!

In Yang Xuan's mind, there was a soft sound, as if something had broken apart.

Quiescence!

After a period of unspeakable silence, Yang Xuan suddenly laughed wildly, and patted his forehead vigorously while laughing: "I want to send you all to hell." ”

His voice was full of madness, even madness, and blood gushed from his body, staining the sky red.

Madness and blood were followed by black and white.

"Die, give me death!" Yang Xuan roared frantically, his eyes all turned red.

As soon as the words fell, heaven and earth were divided into two halves, half black, half white, half yin, and half yang.

Blood was all over the sky, the cage disappeared, and Yuan Zizhen and Pan An were like two fish trapped in a fishing net, bleeding all over their bodies.

Pan An muttered to himself, blood gushing out of his mouth, his face full of fear and disbelief.

But Yuan Zizhen's face was like gold paper, his body was completely filled with the power of black and white, and the severe pain was like a saw, sawing him in half.

Everyone froze, no one believed what they were seeing.

Zhang Ping'an and Chen Yanhe flew over and gave up the battle with Heijia and Qing.

Liang Lao stomped on the ground, and after the locust tree was shaken back, he also flew over.

"Die, give me death!" Yang Xuan roared angrily, roaring, with the help of swordsmanship, he had already used his full strength, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and countless spatial cracks spread wantonly, blowing out waves of storms that devoured everything.

This is the end, this is destruction, this is the power to end the world.

But something strange happened, and at this moment, the shock and fear on everyone's faces disappeared, and in its place, there was a strange indifference.

The wounds on Yuan Zizhen and Pan An's bodies also disappeared, and their expressions became very strange, like appreciation, and like helplessness.

The different expressions on the faces of the audience have also disappeared, and they have all turned into a kind of indifference, if you have to describe it, it is more like a puppet.

"Die, die!" Yang Xuan was still roaring, still roaring, and under the full force of his swordsmanship, a huge and incomparable power emanated from his body along with blood, destroying the heavens and the earth.

I don't know how long later, a faint sigh came out from heaven and earth, followed by a clear and cold voice: "You are dying." ”

As soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth distorted, and the surrounding scene began to fade, including Yuan Zizhen, including Pan An, Zhang Ping'an and others, as well as the people who were originally watching.

Everything is gone.

Yang Xuan felt that there was a trace of coolness coming from his brain that was about to explode, making his head that was about to crack regain a trace of clarity.

In the vast white world, countless white lotus flowers bloom, and bursts of fragrance waft away, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

A woman in white stood quietly on top of the white lotus, like another white lotus.

"My name is He Yilian. She looked at Yang Xuan and said lightly.

Yang Xuan opened his bloodshot eyes and looked around, but he only saw a pool of white lotus, and the blood flowing from his body.

After a while, he let out a hoarse voice: "Everything that happened just now is an illusion?"

He Yilian shook her head: "Yes and no, to be precise, I pulled you into this space, and everything that happened just now is in your mind, it is your fantasy." ”

Yang Xuan took a deep breath and asked again, "Little Sparrow?"

"She's safe. Speaking of the little finch, a smile appeared on He Yilian's face.

Yang Xuan spit out that long breath, he understood, from the moment he saw Xiao Qi'er, everything was illusory, everything was the woman like the white lotus in front of him with unknown power, which affected his thinking, and induced the power of ten thousand souls to retaliate, advancing the process by several times.

No wonder when he saw Little Sparrow before, he always felt that something was wrong.

He Yilian stretched out her hand to pluck a white lotus, and continued: "I originally wanted to persuade you to turn back and let go of the Yuan family, but now it seems that there is no need. ”

Yang Xuan understood what she meant.

The sequelae left by the Sea of Ten Thousand Souls finally broke out in full force, and it was even more serious than he imagined, so serious that it directly killed him.

"I suppressed your injuries for the time being, but this is just to quench your thirst, and in about a quarter of an hour, your injuries will fully erupt, and at that time, the gods will not be able to save them. He Yilian's eyes were full of pity.

"If you have any last words, I can convey them for you. She looked at Yang Xuan and continued.

"Your surname is He, is the He I guessed?" Yang Xuan stared at her and asked.

He Yilian nodded and said, "It's the He you guessed." ”

Yang Xuan paused, as if digesting the news, and after a while, he asked again: "Are you here to kill me?"

He Yilian smiled and said, "It's not enough to kill you, it's just to stop you, but now it seems that you won't be able to live, and you can be regarded as achieving your goal." ”

The pain was like a needle, and it stabbed Yang Xuan hard, making him frown and pale.

He Yilian sighed and said, "Your injuries are almost irrepressible, what else do you have to say." ”

The big saw began to be sawed again, and the severe pain made Yang Xuan's whole body tremble.

He couldn't ask anything anymore, and all seven of his orifices began to bleed.

He Yilian sighed again, her gaze falling on Yang Xuan's body, which had already begun to collapse and bleed.

But Yang Xuan slowly closed his eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to say anything.

Words?

He had many last words, but it seemed like there was nothing.

Wishes?

When there are too many wishes, it is the same as not having any.

"Is this the final chapter?" he muttered to himself, looking at the gray sky, as if asking himself and an unknown being.

Tian didn't say anything, just watched him silently.

"The final chapter is the final chapter. Yang Xuan smiled, closed his eyes, and darkness emerged like a tide, like the end of the world, engulfing Yang Xuan and all his consciousness.

"This is your final chapter!"

He Yilian sighed again and was about to turn around, but she was suddenly stunned, and then her eyes were shining.

After Yang Xuan's body that couldn't stop bleeding and was about to collapse, a woman suddenly appeared.

Barefoot, white hair, peerless face, like a snowflake.

The woman hugged Yang Xuan into her arms, her movements were extremely gentle, like the closest lover, hugging her lover.

The white light flashed, and the dazzling light engulfed Yang Xuan and Xiaoxue at the same time.

After the light dissipated, He Yilian's eyes were empty.

At this time, He Yilian stood quietly, as if she had really turned into a white lotus.

"Human beads?!"

After a while, she said softly, her voice full of surprise.