Zhuang Zhou and Zu Long sensed this scene at the same time, but their reactions were very different, and Zu Long was expressionless and didn't care.

The dragons themselves are a celestial species, not entangled between the real and the unreal.

Whether Hongjun is there or not, they will not be affected much.

It can even be said that after Hongjun disappears, it will be better for the dragon clan, because there is no person high above the head, and the dragon clan can walk between heaven and earth more freely.

Zhuang Zhou was different, and Zhuang Zhou's face inevitably showed a sad look.

In the process of replacing the myths and legends of the past, it is inevitable that myths and legends will be intertwined, and the descendants of the hundreds of schools of thought themselves have a part of the mythological color, and the illusory and the real are intertwined in a certain sense.

Each of the founders of the hundred schools of thought is mythical, such as Laozi, Zhuangzi, Mencius, Sun Bin, Lu Bu, Bai Qi, the god of killing, and Xiang Yu, the overlord of the ages......

The unreal and the real are intertwined in a sense.

There are more such as Dugu seeking defeat, the magician Pang Ban, the demon girl Wanwan, Xiao Li Feidao, and the lord of Baiyun City...... Such an illusory character.

After Hongjun borrowed a fake to seek truth, these illusory characters were given the real at the same time, manifested in the real world, and left a relevant inheritance, but whether they are real or illusory, no one can be sure, the only thing that can be determined is that they have left a strong mark in the world, each character has left an indelible mark on this piece of heaven and earth, they are the most legendary characters in this piece of world.

And the vast majority of the characters have communication with Zhuang Zhou, only have the same nature with Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou became the main god, of course, he got rid of this entanglement between reality and illusion, but others did not, if no one exerted influence, ninety percent of the characters in this time will be entangled in the real and illusory and then die completely, only a very few people may survive.

Zhuang Zhou had already seen characters like Lu Bu and Xiang Yu have an illusory aura rising on their bodies, which greatly affected their power, in the real world they once had a real identity and origin, and the impact was not so huge, and the bodies of characters like Kong Xuan of the Demon Clan were disappearing, looking at the sky in disbelief, faintly understanding at the last moment of death.

"Is this the kind of time I want to see?"

Obviously Hongjun has disappeared from heaven and earth, and the biggest enemy has been defeated, but Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but say to himself, feeling a faint sense of emptiness in his heart.

Zu Long's face was indifferent: "I don't know what you're struggling with?" but those things are meaningless, what is real is real, what is illusory is illusory, since it exists, then it is real, and since it doesn't exist, it is illusory." ”

"To exist is to be real?"

Zhuang Zhou muttered to himself, feeling that there was a spiritual light shining in his heart, but he was still a little unsure.

"Isn't it?" Zu Long's words were firm, looking at the gradually disappearing Hongjun, and said solemnly: "Even if Hongjun is indeed a piece of history made up of nothingness, when he really appears in this piece of heaven and earth, and really does the corresponding things, the history where it is located is real, and even if we have defeated it, it will still not change." ”

"I see!"

Zhuang Zhou suddenly realized that Zhou Sheng's constantly fluctuating blue-green light spots gradually fixed for a while.

"Existence is reality, and since they already exist, why bother with the real and the unreal?"

"I don't know what to say!"

Zu Long scoffed, not knowing what Zhuang Zhou was talking about, but Zhuang Zhou's voice became brighter and louder, and the divine light flowing around him became stronger and stronger.

"Cultivators are already pursuing to go against the sky, why bother with the real and the unreal, since you want them to stay, then do it, is your ability insufficient? You are easy enough to do this, why have any scruples, whether it is real or illusory, I look at it at ease, I look at it happy, just ......."

Although he didn't know what Zhuang Zhou was talking about, the master of the same ancestor god level clearly knew what Zhuang Zhou was struggling with.

Hearing this paragraph, Zhuang Zhou was covered for a while, and the divine power that was constantly vibrating reached its peak, turning into a circle of invisible ripples, with him as the center, and gradually spreading to the entire immortal realm.

The invisible ripples rushed through the demon cave first, and Lu Bu Zhang Sanfeng's body, which was originally trembling, trembled at the same time, and the violent conflict between the real and the illusory did not soothe their spirits at the same time, and they escaped the killing of death.

The ripples of Wu Xing continued to move forward, and when he passed by Kong Xuan, who had almost completely turned into a mass of scattered points of light, the broken points of light condensed again, and Kong Xuan's voice reappeared, but Kong Xuan's eyes looked a little dazed.

"Am I not dead?"

Compared with the previous earth-shattering battle at the ancestral god level, this time the changes are silent, and only the top big people can perceive and sense it.

This invisible change changed the fate of many people, but no one knew about it, and the ancestral dragon above the sky saw all this in his eyes, looking at the fluttering butterflies that fluttered their wings but had gradually lost their spirituality.

He laughed at himself: "The saint is immortal, the thief is immortal, you have fulfilled your promise very well." ”

The conflict between the real and the illusory in the entire Immortal Realm was forcibly suppressed by Zhuang Zhou, or perfectly disintegrated.

Existence is reasonable, and all living beings don't need to think, the mystery of Zhuang Gong's dream butterfly.

It's just that no one knows that an existence that has just become an ancestral god is quietly falling and burning.

All the divine powers, all the divine abilities are maintaining the balance of the immortal realm, in a sense, Zhuang Zhou has died, and there is only one fluttering butterfly in the world.

On this day of change, Zhuang Zhou, who became the ancestral god and reversed the entire battle, fell silently.

The ancestral dragon quietly watched the fluttering butterfly go away, losing all spirituality and divinity, and the existence with the power of the ancestral god level almost really turned into a fluttering butterfly.

It's just that this butterfly is a little special, and the rules and imprints of the main god level left on her body make her not attacked by most of the world, and he himself is also between the illusory and the real, no one can really touch it, although it can be seen, but probably only in a dream.

He fell asleep, and his dream was the whole world.

"Is it worth it?"

The ancestral dragon muttered to himself, as if asking himself, and as if asking the fluttering butterfly, but you were doomed to get no answer.

The butterfly just vibrated its wings and blinked away.

Zu Long didn't look too much, but set his eyes on Dragon Island, looking at the Red Dragon King and Ji Ning in the Forbidden Sea.