The petals swaying in the wind are extremely red, as if dyed with the blood of countless people.

Fu Zhan was frightened, and hurriedly ran out of the ten deteriorating life pools like running for his life, patting his chest, looking frightened.

Hua Xi was also stunned for a moment, looking at the red lotus full of ponds, and saw at a glance that where she planted the seeds, a red lotus also grew.

It's just that it's just a flower bone, and it's not in full bloom.

Among the red lotuses in the pool, he was the only one standing alone, fluttering with the wind without a clue.

"Hey, why doesn't this red lotus bloom?" Garo asked curiously.

After asking, he heard the sound of sobbing beside him, turned his head to look, and saw Hua Xi holding the ground with his hands, crying bitterly in front of the red lotus that did not bloom.

What's going on?

He doesn't understand......

Why doesn't that red lotus bloom?

Because he has no soul.

This is something that no one knows.

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Demon Realm

The Demon Realm is not as badly affected by the war as the God Realm, so the repair work is not that difficult.

The Demon Refining Tower towered in the drizzle of the demon world, like a huge statue silently watching the world.

At this time, many demon clans went in and out of the demon refining tower, and all the puppets that were originally stored inside were moved out, and they were piled up in a high pile on the square in front of the tower.

These puppets are dead and can never be resurrected.

The soul marks have been refined into the dark body by the sacrifice abyss, and finally the dark died, and those soul marks also disappeared with the smoke.

Now this puppet is just some corpse prints, lifeless, no different from a corpse.

After all the puppets were removed, the demons piled firewood around the corpses, sprinkled them with oil, and then lit them......

The thick glow of the burning corpse floated into the high school, forming a huge pillar of black flame.

There was nothing in the pillar of smoke, but it seemed like there were countless struggling souls scrambling to get to the sky.

That was the Divine Realm, where the Nine Heavens were located.

It is a holy place in the hearts of all masters.

He cultivated all his life in order to one day, to be able to soar to immortality and set foot on that happy land.

Those former geniuses, poor spell masters, will only turn into a wisp of black smoke and a handful of dust from now on.

From the palace of the demon clan, you can clearly see the fire burning corpses in the square, rising high into the sky.

Even if it rained heavily, it couldn't extinguish the flames.

On the rainy ground, the stones are washed and freshly washed, and the grass exudes a fresh fragrance.

A red plum tree planted in the yard has not bloomed for a long time.

Under the red plum tree, a man in white sat at the stone table, holding his chin with one hand, and the wine in the cup was sent into his stomach one by one, without stopping.

No one knew what he was thinking, and those green eyes, as if they had been washed by rain, were so clear that they could reflect all the beauty of the world.

Agarwood hurriedly walked in, holding a green paper umbrella, and when he came to him, he saw that he didn't hold an umbrella, and hurriedly propped the paper umbrella above his head.

Ji Yue slowly raised her eyes and glanced at him, but did not speak.

"Lord Ji Yue, today is the enthronement ceremony of the new God King, I heard that after the God King ascends the throne, he will lead all the God Clans to cross the Far North Sea and retire from the world." Agarwood said.

He looked at Ji Yue, as if expecting his reaction.

However, he just said lightly: "Really? ”