As the vines of the anxiety relief flower receded, Mujia Town gradually returned to calm. Before, Yan Yi frantically erupted with a powerful true fire power, almost spreading the aftermath to the entire Mujia Town, so after being purified, the filthy qi disappeared.

The so-called plague, also under the scorching heat of this fire, seems to have subsided. The people of Mujia Town, return to normal life. Maybe it's used to it, maybe it's numb, and everyone doesn't have any big fluctuations.

Life goes on as usual, and people do what they have to do. In the Mu Mansion, Yan Yi needs to rest for a long time, at this time, Mu Yang is happy to get the news of Feiling again, and on the other hand, he is also entangled.

Because of Yan Yi's current state, it is impossible for him to ruthlessly withdraw the power of the Protoss. At the beginning, he spread the aura of the Protoss, but in fact, he hid it in the three people of the three planes, and only by reuniting could he restore the realm.

First of all, it is Mujia Town in Shenzhou, because with this force, at least Mujia Town can be guaranteed to be safe and sound. But the current situation is unexpected by Muyang, and it is also the most difficult to choose, so it can only be suppressed temporarily.

The other two powers, he hid in the gods and in the sanctuary. Because only in this way can the gods exist in a stable place without a powerful cultivator in charge, and they will not collapse.

And the third divine aura, which is also the most important, Muyang is hidden in the holy realm. No one knows this, but it is in Muyang's own expectations. That's Feiling, and the speed of recovery is a matter of course.

The colorful soul sand is the most dangerous of the soul clan, and it is also a secret method that can only be used once in a lifetime. Lin Lin sacrificed himself and condensed the soul sand to save Feiling. With the help of Muyang's breath, under the breath of ice, he reawakened.

What makes Muyang the most painful is that this ending has to choose between Feiling and Linlin. And when he was still struggling, Linlin had already made a choice for him. Although it is painful, it is only possible to accept the reality.

Walking aimlessly on the central street of Mujia Town. Looking around, although many things have changed, Muyang's memory, the memory in his heart has always been there, and it is very clear.

Everywhere here, there are memories of him, Linlin, and Zhang Erdan. In every corner, it seems that Linlin's figure can still be seen. If it weren't for Muyang's rich experience, I'm afraid he would still not be able to hold on.

"Girl, do you know how unbearable the choice you made for me is? Why choose between you and Feiling? I would rather disappear than be so entangled. ”

Brushing through every part of the street, the memories in Muyang's mind became clearer. His obsession is that no matter how tangled and painful it is, this reality cannot be escaped. The only way is to face it.

"Brother Muyang, come here...... Hee-hee...... Look, how fun this thing is!" In a trance, it seemed that Linlin's laughter could still be heard. Although she is usually very indifferent, she is very naïve in the face of Muyang.

The corners of his mouth are upturned, although he knows that it is an illusion, an illusion, but it is also good to have this memory. Reach out and touch gently. The moment Muyang's fingertips touched Linlin's body, he turned into a spirit and disappeared.

The heart throbbed fiercely for a while, could it be that their end was destined to be like this? So, if Mu Yang could be ruthless, reunite all three forces back, and use the entire soul clan as a price, would it be salvageable?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, it was clear that this was not feasible. Because since Linlin had already made such a decision at that time, then she was determined to use herself to recall the stability of Muyang and the stability of everyone in the soul clan.

If Muyang insists on going her own way, even at the cost of the world, she wants to recall Linlin, then even if she comes back, she will not be happy. Therefore, Muyang still retains a trace of reason in his heart and can control himself.

Stand still, although Mujiazhen's vitality is greatly damaged, the power of the true fire and the power of the enchantment complement each other, invisibly strengthening the strength, and there should be no problem in a short period of time. Now it's up to us to see what happens on the other side.

"Ling'er, there's only so much you can do for your father. Whether the Qiankun Roulette Wheel can be recast and whether this situation can be reversed depends on you. If you can wake up, then the road ahead will be bright, if not, you can't ......"

At the same time as Mu Yang sighed, above the Holy Domain, the spatial plane that had been silent for a long time began to produce subtle fluctuations. Beneath the ground, there are occasional heartbeat-like fluctuations, though not noticeable.

Knock knock... Knock knock... Knock knock... The earth's crust shook, and a wisp of energy began to spread. The power of stabilizing the Sanctuary is the spirit qi from the twenty-four divine guards. Although it is turned into a sword, it can be sensed by the slightest turmoil.

The aura fluctuated, and it resonated everywhere in the Sanctuary. The Qi of the Protoss turned into sword qi, condensing a sword net above this space, temporarily sealing it. In the next second, energy fluctuations are generated everywhere at the same time.

The light and shadow flashed, and soon, in the center of the Sanctuary, that is, the land of the Wolong Holy Path, many divine guards gathered together. Their eyes were deep, and they looked in the direction of the Far North, from where the waves came.

"You've all sensed the familiarity. Does it have any special meaning to appear at such a time?" They are all too familiar with this breath. That's the Feiling Devil Instructor!

"It's not clear yet. But according to our senses, it should be an anomaly under the ice. We can't leave the place for too long, or we're going to collapse. Unless the Feiling Instructor really awakens, there will be hope for this holy realm. ”

Nodding, one of them said, "Then let's split up, leave some people behind, concentrate our forces here first, and then some people rush to the snowy mountain to check what is going on." What exactly it is, you can see it at a glance. ”

Transform into light and shadow, and shuttle above the sanctuary at will. After all these years, they had long since adapted to the aura of the Holy Domain. They can even sense each other with themselves. If Feiling really woke up, they would be able to relax.

The ice sculptures under the snow-capped mountains have not changed at all for many years. The Twenty-Four Divine Guards sometimes wonder, why is this happening? Can they really last so long on their own? Isn't it realistic?

At this moment, the spirit beasts, demon beasts, and fierce beasts above the holy realm all began to dodge and run in one direction. Mountains and rivers are abnormal. What is this sign? Beneath the thick ice, there is a figure that looks like it is still sleeping.

Buzzing...... Buzzing...... There was a tremor, and the ice was melting, and soon it was like boiling water. I saw that in that figure, there seemed to be a fire burning, and the surrounding ice was melting rapidly.

This situation has never been encountered by anyone. At one point, the figure's eyes snapped open. There was a flash of fire in his eyes. But it was quickly closed again. In an instant, all anomalies disappeared, and nothing happened.

(End of chapter)