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People watched, with sadness, with pathos. Look at the brilliant firelight.

As if suddenly, I saw a tall figure again, roaring in the world, commanding the wind and clouds, immortalized in the glorious battle!

"Senpai!"

Wang Ming choked. With regret and sorrow, shouting loudly, but it doesn't change anything.

Kong Yunlong and the others were his protectors and teachers who led the way for him, and they gave him too much care, regarded him as a closed disciple, and left like this.

Wang Ming shouted, screaming in the air, and finally sighed.

Emperor Pass. On the city wall, there were loud cries and calls, as if to summon the disappeared god of war back.

"If you're not dead, you're still alive!" someone said.

"Where did the black fog go?" some people wanted to look for it.

However, they were stopped by the old man of the fairy courtyard, it was ominous, it was weird. If the black mist spreads, they will all drink and hate.

is as strong as a generation of Tianjiao Kong Yunlong, and there is no way to resolve it.

"Old friend, let's go!" the old man of the Holy Courtyard also sighed lightly and shouted loudly to see Kong Yunlong off.

He knew that it was impossible for Kong Yunlong to survive, and he knew that the strange black fog was even if it was to leave a body. It is also impossible to have its own primordial spirit.

"It's a pity, Brother Dao, if you hadn't broken through the level in advance, injured the Divine Fetus Dao Fruit, and cut off your way of life, the mysterious mist wouldn't be able to help you. Wang Changsheng spoke.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, in the depths of the star field, there was a violent tremble, and then a shadow floated in.

Among them, a wisp of mist fell from the sky, landed on the borderlands, appeared in the desert, and tried to invade the abyss.

Bang!

As a result, this provoked upheaval.

There is a force in the underworld, which is very sensitive to this mist, making the abyss boil.

Phew!

In an instant, the highest part of the abyss seemed to be cracked, as if a fairy gate had been opened, dazzling, and it was almost going to illuminate the ancient and modern future!

Bang!

The power of the immortal path poured out, the rules became pieces, and the rain of flying immortal light was endless, falling from the highest place, covering the abyss.

People froze, what's going on?

Is it really connected to the fairy realm? Because, when people see it, it is as if a door is opened, and endless fairy light is sprayed from it.

The Order God Chain is dense, tens of thousands, all of them are immortal-level rules, and they are extremely advanced!

That's the magic circle, that's the seal, that's the power of imprisoning, blocking the abyss and breaking the two realms.

Faintly, the sound of sacrifice was heard.

It's like building a city, and it's like building a wall to seal off the place.

When everything calmed down, people were shocked to find that it was very foggy, and the chaotic qi leaked out in a slight, becoming strange and uncrossable.

Someone tried to sacrifice a ritual weapon and wanted to cross it.

As a result, the artifact fell and was blocked.

Earlier, only immortal beings were blocked there, and for the existence of that level, but now it has been sealed forever, and no one can pass through.

It was like a wall of immortal paths, disconnecting the two realms.

"The black mist has attracted the power of the supreme rules of the Immortal Realm......" Wang Changsheng's eyes were deep, staring ahead, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Sealed forever!?" someone said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know why, it can cause drastic changes, as if some kind of world-shattering formation has been activated and sealed here. The old man of the fairy temple said.

A stele emerged, standing in the chaos and mist, and if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see it at all.

Whoop!

In the imperial pass, some figures went out of the city, rushed over, and watched there.

"It's Xianwen. ”

It is indeed sealed forever, and no more cross-border borders are allowed to be recorded. However, after billions of years, once this place is broken, it will dry up and be destroyed in thirty-three days. ”

Because, this circle draws the power of thirty-three days.

In doing so, it is equivalent to quenching your thirst by drinking, and when it is broken, it also means that this world is no longer good and is exhausted.

Everyone is discolored, and the news is terrible!

This means that the Emperor's side will gradually weaken and move towards the era of the end of the law.

Year after year passed, even if there was no foreign invasion, this piece of heaven and earth was also weakened, and the infinite origin power absorbed by the magic circle.

One day, this great world will come to an end, and it will come to an end.

However, there is also a small group of people who are happy, because it means that there will be no enemy in millions of years, and there will be no more threat.

For these people, as long as they are safe in this life, it is enough to enjoy this life regardless of the flood after his death.

"Haha...... Don't worry about the Exotics, there will never be any Immortal King knocking on the gate after five hundred years, this place will be sealed forever!" someone laughed.

"Shut up!" one of the Supremes scolded.

"It's peaceful for a while. But tens of millions of years later, hundreds of millions of years later, the entire ancient world will sink. The best case scenario is that in the era of the end of the law, no one in this realm can cultivate anymore. In the worst-case scenario, the entire universe will be destroyed at that time. The old man of the Holy Courtyard sighed.

"Don't divulge this matter for now!" said one of the Supremes.

The impact was too great and would have had a violent impact on the monks.

Soon after, the emperor was boiling.

People only know that the war is over, and there will be no foreign invasion for a long time, and the two realms are cut off and completely suppressed.

"Great, the war has finally come to an end!"

"Haha...... It's time to go home!"

Many were celebrating, cheering, and some were in tears of emotion.

At this time, Wang Ming's eyes were dazed, and even more sad, he had endless regrets!

And that's the end of it?

Kong Yunlong passed away, and Huazhou was lost to a foreign land, the two worlds were cut off, and he could never come back.

This is a reality that is difficult for Wang Ming to accept.

"Ah......" Wang Ming roared, his head dancing all over the black, with sadness and anger, he was full of unwillingness and helplessness.

How so?

Although the war was won, but thinking of this, Wang Ming's heart hurt sharply, he lost too much, how can he make up for those regrets?

For Kong Yunlong's ending, he was difficult to stop and powerless to change, but he swore in his heart that one day when he became stronger, he would definitely set foot in a foreign land, sweep away the enemies, and avenge the Great Elder!

However, now the two realms are divided.

At the same time, this also means that even if he cultivates to such a high level, it will be difficult for him to get over, and at the same time, he will not be able to save Huo Ling'er.

"I'm unwilling!" Wang Ming roared, the two realms were separated, and it would be difficult for him to kill him in the future, so he couldn't do it.

"There will be a way!" the old man of Senyuan walked over and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

With amazement and loss, Wang Ming turned around, although the battle was won, but he had no joy, and he lost a lot in this battle.

The trip to the frontier, the grinding and the war here, was so bitter, and it ended like this.

Wang Ming can't even accept the reality if he doesn't want to, the border war is completely over, everything is over, and a new volume will be opened.

What is that black fog, it will lead to a change in the border wilderness, he is thinking, thinking, how can he kill it in the future?

Wang Ming understood that the black fog was terrifying, and if he reached that level in the future, he would inevitably have to face it in an all-round way.

"It's settled, and there's no more fighting. The old man of the Holy Courtyard sighed.

"Perhaps, but, according to the prophecy of the sages, what happened in those darkest years? "The old man of the fairy house is suspicious.

"Prophecy is something that has not yet happened, but it is difficult to say for sure that it will happen. Wang Changsheng said.

The end of the border wilderness!

An earthen grave, just on the edge of the wilderness.

Wang Ming worshiped silently and couldn't say a word.

This is Kong Yunlong's clothed mound, located outside the Emperor Pass, like a lonely guardian saint, even if he sleeps and dies, he must stay in the place where he once fought.

Around, there was crying, because many people came, whether it was the younger generation or the older generation, they all respected Kong Yunlong very much.

The Great Elder has descendants, just in the Emperor Pass, and the people of this vein have been fighting here, but very few people in the outside world know about it.

Today, they have chosen Diguan as their home, and the god of war in the clan has withered, which is a huge blow and terrible news for them.

The crying grew louder, and finally the border wilderness was shaken. Because, there are Supremes who come and go.

The old man of the Immortal Courtyard and the old immortal of the Sacred Courtyard were all the peak powerhouses of humanity who had survived the thirty-three days, some of them were silent, some of them cried a few times, and they went away in amazement.

Watching a generation of heroes disappear like this, they are all sighing.

"Gone!"

"Back to my hometown and never come back!"

In front of the grave, some people whispered to each other, saying that they wanted to go away.

For the border wasteland, they have too many complicated feelings, life and death tests, bloody battles, and in the end, they are very powerless in the face of supreme and immortal beings.

Emperor Pass, the Supreme of the Thirty-three Days, many people died, and Kong Yunlong's decisive battle on the road to Chengxian finally held this city.

Back at the Imperial Pass, Wang Ming found Kong Yunlong's descendants, left the Immortal Sutra, and told them that if anything happened in the future, he only needed a word, no matter where he was, he would definitely rush back!

He's leaving, too, leaving behind blood, wounds, regret, and bitterness.

The war is over. Although he won, Wang Ming could hardly smile, and after so many deaths, he was just able to hold this place.

The whole city, and all the creatures in it, were buried in blood and fire.

But the name of the demon blood is still there, and it has not been washed away.

No one wants to mention it and has no intention of mentioning it, everyone is like an arrow, and they can't wait to leave immediately.

Even some of the aborigines in the city are planning to move and don't want to stay here.

Emperor Pass, only a few necessary monks remained, to continue to guard, and in the future, there will be various clans to take turns on duty.

For many strong clans, this is a bitter cold land, and it is also a painful place that they do not want to return to, if there is a choice. Reluctant to set foot again.

Wang Ming looked at the majestic Emperor Pass, he didn't know when he would be here.

"One day, the horn will sound, and there will be a moment when I will no longer be powerless and want to step on a foreign land!" Wang Ming said to himself.

He took with him a group of children, all of whom were the blood of the monks of the ruined city, and he had promised to take them to a peaceful pure land.

"Are you really leaving?" Tuoba Yulong, Qi Hong and others saw them off.

The younger generation suffered heavy losses this time, and now there are only two people left in the Wei family. Tuoba was crippled, and Qi Hong's body was half crippled......

Even more people died in battle.

"Goodbye!"

Wang Ming took the children and said goodbye to the people left behind in the imperial pass.

How can we return to the lower realm? This is the question that Wang Ming is considering.

Because, it's really hard to go back. It was not easy to come up back then, but now it is even more difficult to go back and find your way back.

The Nether, alone in the thirty-three days away, is protected by a boundary wall, and does not allow too strong forces to descend.

"Before I go back, I want to meet some people. Wang Ming explained to the children in a soft voice.

At the same time, he felt the need to go on a trip to the Thirty-Three Days and ask some old antiques for advice on how to get to the Nether.

He was in a hurry just now, with sadness, he was in a trance, he didn't care about these things, he should have asked the old man of the fairy courtyard for advice.

"Let's go, go to the thirty-three days, go to the Heavenly God Academy, or the Immortal Academy, we should meet again at the end!"

Whether it is Dasutuo, or the Immortal, or Princess Mingyue, etc., they are all inviting him, because after this battle, everyone may really want to go to different places.

The Son of Heaven, the Immortals, and others were also on their way to the Thirty-Three Days because the roots of their lineage were all there.

Emperor Pass, there is a huge teleportation array, which can enter for thirty-three days, and all the ethnic groups have already been on the road one after another, leaving this magnificent giant city.

"Do you really want to go back to the Netherworld? Don't go, it's not suitable for cultivation, so let's stay!"

On the way, many people stayed.

Especially Zhang Bairen, Zhang Wei, Yulin and others didn't want him to leave, so when they said goodbye, they didn't know when they could see each other.

Perhaps, because the Emperor Pass is calm and the foreign lands are no longer invaded, many people will be separated from each other forever and will never be seen again.

The teleportation array is large and efficient.

Soon, they came to the Infinite Heaven, and Wang Ming sent a group of children to the Heavenly God Academy, so that they could wait with peace of mind.

Although this group of children was dressed in shabby, like a group of little beggars, Wang Ming knew that this was a batch of very precious seeds, which were destined to form a powerful impact in the future.

"Are you really leaving?" Qingyi was also asking, her beautiful eyes were complicated, with a hint of reluctance, revealing it.

"Yes, I'm going back. Wang Ming nodded.

Qingyi sighed, nodded, and wanted to say something to save her, but she shook her head again, she knew that after Wang Ming made a decision, he would not change it.

"If you want to go to the Nether, I'll be gracious. ”

Subsequently, Wang Ming visited some elders of the Heavenly God Academy, and then went to meet the old man of the Immortal Academy, and he found that it was very difficult to return to the lower realm.

"This is a problem left over from history, the Nether can be said to be a part of the thirty-three days, or it can be said that it is not, there are rules set by the ancient power of the previous era, which is exclusive. ”

The old man of the fairy temple explained for him.

It's not that you can't go back, but you need to go back to a certain period, and at this time period, it is difficult to break through the will of heaven there, and it is difficult to break through the boundary wall.

"There should be one or two ancient roads that can safely lead to the lower boundary. ”

Seeing that he was disappointed, the old man of the Immortal Courtyard said, however, he didn't know the specific path, he just guessed that there were several very ancient families that might have secret paths. (To be continued.) )