The starry sky, the remnants of the stars and gravel are flying, full of devastation, and it is shocking.

The catastrophe in the world, the chaos of the gods, and the sorrow of the people.

At the end of the starry sky, a ruined continent floated, and the fairy realm, under the cover of the saints in the world, finally stayed away from the battlefield.

On the fairy realm, Zhifang was dressed in plain clothes, and his white hair was dyed red.

"The gods are chaotic, the sun and the moon are moving, and the heavens and the earth are lifeless. ”

In front of his fate, the Book of Creation rises and falls, and the silver light is dazzling, illuminating the broken world.

Having witnessed the death of one cherished person after another, Ning Chen could no longer see sadness in his eyes, as if he had forgotten what sadness was.

In the sky above Ningchen, the bridges of the four avenues rose and fell, three of which had been completed, and only the fourth Cambridge had never been completely condensed.

Throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to attain more than two avenues, and with the help of the phoenix demon twin body, he made two avenues and achieved the three avenues of the ancient and unparalleled world.

However, the fourth sword path that does not exist in heaven and earth has become a barrier to prevent Zhiming from entering a higher realm.

"Fate!"

At this time, on the fairy realm, a white-clothed swordsman appeared, with a familiar face and familiar sword intent, but it was even better than before.

Feeling the person behind him, Ning Chen turned around and said softly, "Jian Er, welcome back." ”

Jian Er raised his eyes to look at the fairy realm and the human world, and he couldn't see the prosperity of the past.

"Your sword is not strong enough. ”

Jian Er retracted his gaze, 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, what are you afraid of?" Kenji asked again.

"Even if all your loved ones are dead, there are still memories, and perhaps, there is reincarnation, what are you afraid of?" Kenji asked again.

Ning Chen's body trembled slightly, his eyes looked at his best friend in front of him, and his hands were clenched.

After a long time, Ning Chen's hands were released, his expression regained firmness, and he walked towards the distant immortal hall.

In front of the fairy hall, a lime dressed in green clothes stood there quietly, waiting silently as before.

Ning Chen walked 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!"

Behind, Lime looked at the white-haired man in front of him and said, "Don't worry about us, let go of the battle." ”

"Hmm!"

Ning Chen nodded lightly and stepped into the immortal hall.

Outside the immortal domain, the terrifying coercion spreads, and the gods are coming, and the momentum is amazing.

Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he still couldn't escape the eyes of the gods, who came from beyond endless time and space

One after another of small worlds are blocked, and they are already very close to the fairy realm.

"After waiting so long, it was finally my turn. ”

In front of the immortal realm, Mu Qianyan looked at the gods who came from afar, and a smile appeared on his face.

"And me, master. ”

At this time, out of nowhere, a familiar voice sounded, so nostalgic after thousands of years.

Behind Mu Qianyan, a purple-clothed figure walked forward, with an unruly face, but it looked so handsome at this moment.

"You're alive. Mu Qianyan said lightly.

"Master, it's so easy to die. Luo Xingchen smiled.

"Soon to die. Mu Qianyan turned his head, looked at the breath that was approaching at the end of the starry sky, and said calmly.

"There is always a death of man, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. "Falling stars don't care.

"Who said that?" Mu Qianyan said calmly.

"Knowing your fate. Luo Xingchen smiled.

"Do you believe his words?"

Mu Qianyan replied lightly, didn't stay any longer, and flew towards the outside of the immortal domain.

"I don't want to believe it either, but unfortunately, if I don't want to believe it, I have to believe it, and one day my master will have to fight for such a vulgar reason as the rise and fall of the world. ”

Luo Xingchen muttered, and the figure flashed, flying forward.

"Sister Lime, I'm going to help too. ”

In front of the Immortal Palace, Yin'er spoke.

"Hmm. ”

Lime nodded and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

"Isn't Sister Lime going with you?" asked Yin'er.

"No, I'll stay and have something to do. Lime replied with a gentle smile on her face.

Yin'er bowed his head, didn't say anything more, turned into a streamer and flew into the distance.

The last combat power in the world all left one after another, and the fairy realm became very silent.

In the fairy hall, the four fairy swords sealed in the wooden sheath rise and fall, and the four swords of the immortals are gathered for ten thousand years.

In front of the fairy sword, Ning Chen stood quietly, raised his right hand, and pressed it on the fairy sword.

In an instant, the four immortal swords shook violently.

The evil qi was endless, like a storm spreading towards the outside of the immortal hall.

Outside the Immortal Palace, Lime was shocked back a few steps by this evil aura, and his face turned pale.

The evil aura on the four swords of Zhu Immortal was so thick.

Outside the immortal domain, the battle was fierce, and the white clothes were dyed red.

The tragic battle pierced hundreds of small worlds, and the star marks were full of bows, which were even more dazzling than the divine moon.

After the First World War, the gods were reinstated, and the twelve white wings were no longer holy

Clean.

Half a day later, in front of the fairy realm, the god walked over, looking at the immortal realm that had almost become a dead world, and frowned slightly.

What happened?

On the fairy realm, the evil aura is swirling, devouring all vitality.

In the fairy realm, there is no sign of any life, which is shocking.

In front of the Immortal Palace, a shadow of green clothes fell in a pool of blood, but her expression was unusually serene.

In the surging aura, the plain figure stepped out, and a pair of eyes and white hair had turned gray.

Knowing his fate, the last tears fell, wetting his clothes.

The blood-drinking Zhuxian Sword, the blood-colored mist, cut off the last trace of concern in this life, and from then on, he is a complete demon.

Let the muddy evil qi pour into the body, incinerate its benevolence, and demonize its Meishan.

In the void, the bridges of the three avenues collapsed, and all the power continued to sink into the bridges of the fourth avenue.

Suddenly, the bridge of the fourth avenue gradually solidified, and the gray stone bridge was terrifyingly silent.

The realm of creation, which symbolizes the realm of creation, is now no longer in sight of the slightest vitality, only the destruction of dead silence, the destruction of everything.

Before the rebellion of the gods, he knew his fate and entered the sword path of destruction, and annihilated the last human nature.

Endless sword pressure pervaded, all life in the fairy realm was gone, and everything was gone.

One after another, the prosperous halls could not withstand this terrifying destructive force, and they were destroyed one after another.

"Immortal Venerable, see you 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, it's just you, you will still be defeated." ”

"Really?

As he spoke, above the nine heavens, black feathers were floating all over the sky, and a figure surrounded by demonic qi fell from the sky, and the twelve sinful wings covered the sky and the sun.

Hades reappeared, and the heavens and the earth shook.

As soon as he stepped into it, Zhou Tian collapsed, and the sun, moon and stars could not bear this terrifying power, and collapsed with a bang.

The royal clothes of Xuanyi, hunting with the wind, although the faces are different, the breath is still the same.

The king of Great Xia, the first martial god of the heavenly realm who looked down on the heavens, returned to the world, time was confused, and everything was turned upside down.

"You're not dead. The god's face sank and he said.

"Immortal Venerable, go along!"

The Hades opened his mouth, and the demonic energy around him was surging, and the madness of the end of the world rose again.

Knowing his fate, he nodded, and the immortal appeared on the peak, and the light covered the sky.

In the void, ten volumes of heavenly books appeared in the world and turned into the immortal realm.

The princes join hands with the gods of war, the ten volumes of the Book of Heaven determine the reincarnation, the final battle will begin, and the nine heavens will talk about heroes.

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