If the Moon Palace falls, then all the efforts and injuries that Mo Xie has made before will be meaningless, and everything he cherishes, cherishes, hates, and once hates will also be reduced to zero without discrimination.

It is certainly difficult for people to accept the loss of their loved ones, but it is even more difficult for people to accept the loss and hatred.

The angels turned into streamers and went to the sky, and in the scorching air, Kira took the lead in propping up a wall of light.

The wall of light dragged under the Moon Palace like a cradle.

"Okay! Now put it down slowly!

Holding the Moon Palace was only the first step, and it was a difference from the second step that Mo Xie was going to perform right now.

Especially at times like these, the probability of a spoiler is highest.

The spoilers are two fighter planes, which are not in the eyes of Mo Ye at all.

They didn't project any elixir on Mo Xie or the Moon Palace, and the magnetic fields in this vicinity and on this land had all been concentrated here by Mo Ye, and any vehicle that relied on long-wave and short-wave communication and navigation, or any vehicle with iron parts, could not travel here.

In the case of these two fighters, they just flew far away from the outer perimeter of this area before they lost control and turned into two fireballs in mid-air and fell.

It was quite an accident, and what was even more unexpected was that these two fireballs were smashing straight towards Mo Ye.

At this moment, Mo Xie had devoted all his body and mind to supporting the giant sword to slowly land the Moon Palace, and all he could do to resist the two fireballs that attacked was to rise up and resist hard.

But the white flame on his body is sparse at the moment, and it almost scatters when he touches it, this white flame is not enough to save him from the misfortune of being trapped in the earth and rocks, where can he prevent the high-heat fireball turned into by the fighter?

In the place outside the field of vision of the spectators, Mo Xie, life hangs by a thread.

"Bang!"

Two fireballs smashed into Mo Ye's body with unmistakable accuracy, and although the flames did not rise to the sky, they were enough to engulf a person and a ray of light.

The Heavenly Sword that came out of nowhere collapsed, and the Moon Palace, which was suspended in the air, suddenly fell after condensing.

……

"To be smart to a certain point is to be stupid. "In the depths of the galaxy, the light of the stars trembled, and the distorted space gradually calmed down, and at the same time, the only figure standing here remained.

The Dao robe on the Lone Lantern Daoist was already completely black, and this jet black was surging like a wave, gradually absorbed by the black sword in his hand, until his body became white.

"Old ghost, don't you rush back? The Moon Palace did fall under Lin Ming's calculations. The black sword slowly turned into a black shadow and stood on the right hand side of the Lone Lantern Daoist.

"Well, I do want to go back, but I don't want to go back to the Moon Palace. "The beard of the lonely lamp Dao is white, and at this moment, he is still black all over his body with only a pair of eyes, "Although the 'Dao' is still not clean, it is enough. Old man, clear the way for me. ”

The lone lantern man spread his hands flat, like a cross, facing the black shadow.

"Cut off the way of the world for the sky, old ghost, you have hurt me. The shadow shook his head and sighed.

"It's actually pretty good to be a 'day', and if you don't want to be a 'day', as long as you don't let Mo Ye that kid hang, old man, I didn't deprive you of your right to choose. The Lone Lantern Daoist closed his eyes and said, "Okay, no more gossip, quickly open the way for me, you have absorbed almost all the Dao I have cut down, but there is no reason why you can't do such a simple thing as opening a road, right?"

"It's easy to open a path, but why do you want labor and management to open a path to three eras ago for you, even the True Heavenly Dao will be drained and drained to death, not to mention my pseudo-Heavenly Dao?" said the Black Shadow, but he still raised his hand.

The palm without five fingers cut through the void, and a pitch-black 'door' of the same color as the void appeared in front of the Lone Lantern Daoist.

"You look down on yourself too much, has anyone ever stipulated that a fake thing must not be as good as the original? You are the embodiment of the first Dao I created, and it is also the embodiment of the first Dao I cut down, and the Heavenly Dao that has fallen into your hands in three epochs is even more innumerable than the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, right?" The road has been opened, but the Lone Lantern Daoist is not in a hurry to go, because he knows that this walk is the eternal secret.

The road to three epochs ago was a one-way street, and even a person of his anti-heaven level would only have the opportunity to embark on such a path once in his life.

Generally speaking, such an opportunity will be used by the bigwigs to go straight to the beginning of the 'Dao' twelve epochs ago, and return to Hongmeng by contemplating the original Dao, but the Lonely Lantern Dao people obviously have something else.

"yes. But it's all your fault, it's not good to cut the road for the first time, but you want to cut the strongest and most useless killing road. All the way up to kill the Dao, I had to kill the heavens and cut the Dao in the end, but it hurt my muscles and ......bones," the black shadow smiled bitterly, "I don't know if my pseudo-Heavenly Dao will also be chased and cut ...... in the future"

Seeing this, the Lone Lantern Daoist was relieved: "Don't worry, old man." The way of killing has come to an end by me, and all the ways that can be cut in the world have also been cut to pieces, unless someone behind me has created an unprecedented way to create an unprecedented way and grow to a level stronger than me in my heyday, otherwise, you can rest assured. ”

When he had finished speaking, he stopped lingering, and stepped into the inky black door.

Will the time of three eras ago be waiting for him behind the door like frozen film?

The black shadow didn't know that he hadn't walked such a road, and he couldn't walk on such a road, although he could open a similar path countless times as a pseudo-heavenly dao, all beings in the world could go on the road, and only he would be excluded from the road forever.

"Tsk, old ghost, you are walking in style, and the mess is all lost to me. The dark shadow erased the inky door, and he himself gradually melted into the inky background of the galaxy.

……

"Dead?"

Jet-black.

The pitch-black scorch marks were lying on the ground like an ugly scar, and two pieces of scrap iron that could no longer be identified were lying among the scorch marks, and the flames were swaying on the scrap iron.

Scrap metal is full of distorted foreign characters.

In the far sky, the long-lost blood clans in the flying saucer-like aircraft peeped through their electronic eyes at everything that was happening on the heavens and the earth.

"It's really disappointing, it's just a little minion used for temptation, but it is very unfortunate to take away the hero's life. Lawrence looked away from the screen and said in a tone of regret.

"Isn't this good? When the cold moon descends on the world and the ice age restarts, all the mysteries left by the cultivators will disappear, and the whole world will return to our grasp!" "The interior of the aircraft is a round hall-like environment, and in the center of the round sits a very oriental-looking immature man, "The madman who usurped my body seems to have done some good things, but it still can't offset the sins he has committed." After the initial chaos has passed, Lawrence, you are responsible for erasing all the races and individuals on this planet who are good at playing with souls, how can you have the confidence to do it?"

"As you wish, True Ancestor!" Lawrence knelt down on one knee in front of the immature man, his face humble.