Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but be hot, as long as she could hide in the space in her body for a while, and wait for the steady stream of thunder to chop Qianlan into pulp, she only needed to use the Purple Flame Extreme Spirit to burn her into flying ashes, and everything would be over!

With a big swoop in his heart, he rushed into the inner space and disappeared into the divine realm. [Full text reading. 】

Qian Lan couldn't help but be stunned as she watched Qian Zhenyan, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly disappear.

At this time, the thunder generals in the sky had already chased over, like a galloping army, and countless thunder knives slashed towards her.

The trapped Qianlan was furious, his hands continued to seal, and thousands of red lights exploded like blades, blasting countless thunderbolts into pieces.

However, when she found out that the thunder elemental that had been blown to pieces would condense into a human form again, her heart was miserable. Condensed a red glow again, and once again blasted the countless thunder generals besieging him into pieces, Qianlan gritted her teeth to support it, trying to survive this difficult period.

But after all, she underestimated the strength of the Lei General, and after being shattered and reorganized by her red light several times, the Lei General's body was obviously immune, and it would never explode again, but only left some deep and shallow wounds.

As time passed, Qianlan's mood became heavier and heavier, and her physical strength became weaker and weaker.

She gritted her teeth and roared, "Qianzhenyan, you get out of here!" ”

But no matter how she shouted, Qian Zhenyan seemed to have evaporated from this world, and there was no news at all. She was furious and began to chant incantations constantly, trying to force the return of Qianzhenyan's primordial spirit.

Being in the space in her body, Qian Zhenyan, who was hidden in the void, felt dizzy in her brain, and her expression was terrifying as if she had been pinched by a giant hand before.

No, she can't be summoned back, never!

But she can't stop the summoning of her true body, this is the maintenance of instinct, and it is a punishment for her clone!

"No!" With a loud shout, Qian Zhenyan began to fight against Qian Lan's spell.

In the divine realm, there was a mourning, and Qian Lan, who had been slashed in many places on her body, realized that the situation was not good, and she was very panicked in her heart. And Qian Zhenyan recited the heart purification mantra in the space in her body, forcibly resisting the call of the main body.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, and when Qianlan's physical strength was exhausted, she was finally cut down by thousands of thunder generals at the same time, cutting her into a puddle of golden flesh.

Within the space, Qian Zhenyan felt that the giant hand holding his Yuan God suddenly loosened, and immediately rushed out of the space, raising his palm to strike out a purple flame extreme spirit, burning the golden flesh into flying ashes.

Seeing that a gust of wind was blowing, the sky was full of gold and ashes, and the life of the goddess Qianlan finally ended here, Qianzhenyan couldn't help but let out a long breath.

For God is not immortal, she thought to herself!

All things in the world are born and restrain each other, high up, gods with infinite power, and there are also heavenly punishments and thunder tribulations that make them afraid, this is the real natural avenue of heaven and earth!

She waved her hand to put away the Chaos Clock that fell to the ground because of the death of her master, and looked at the thunder generals who were quickly approaching her, but at this time she couldn't hide in the internal space, because she was afraid that the thunder generals would find out and damage the internal space, so she could only turn around and flee to the Nuwa Temple.

The thunder generals who were in hot pursuit raised their long knives, and one after another earth-shattering thunderbolts struck her from behind, almost splitting her into ashes several times.

Qian Zhenyan, who fled into the Nuwa Temple, quickly closed the temple door, quickly condensed the immortal formation, and sealed the temple door. After all, the thunder generals are not eternal, as soon as the time comes, they will disappear completely!

Boom, boom, countless thunderbolts slashed on the temple door, and the entire Nuwa Temple was violently shaking.

She suppressed the fear in her heart and turned to look at the tall, quiet statue of Nuwa.

Mother Earth, the creator of heaven and earth, was looking at her quietly, her eyes facing each other, and Qianzhen Yan seemed to hear an incomparably mysterious voice, "The world knows that beauty is beauty, and evil is evil; We all know that what is good is good, and what is not good is good. Therefore, there is no symbiosis, difficulty and ease are mutually compatible, long and short are dwarfed, high and low are inclined to each other, sound and sound are harmonious, and the front and back follow each other. It is to do what the saint does not do, and to teach without words. All things are done without resignation. Born without having, for the sake of not worrying, successful and living. Fu Wei Fuju is not going to go. ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, as if I suddenly understood something.

All things alternate, if the gods are also malicious, then heaven will punish them, and all beings are equal!

It turned out that it was not the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation that really eliminated Qianlan, nor her, but the Natural Dao!

Qian Zhenyan's heart seemed to suddenly open up and understood everything, and at this moment, the statue of Nuwa suddenly bloomed with a dazzling golden light, and with a buzzing sound, all the thunder generals were turned into ashes and scattered.

The door of the temple opened suddenly, and Qian Zhenyan walked out of the temple, watching the divine realm shrouded in golden light being rapidly repaired, the broken peaks were slowly repaired, the ravines of the earth were closed again, the fallen trees stood up again, the charred leaves were restored to green, the spiritual spring was restored to life, the heavens and the earth were bright, and the corners of his lips showed a smile of relief.

It's finally over, and the catastrophe of destruction that belongs to the divine realm, the immortal realm, and the mortal realm has finally passed.

It's just a pity that she has lost too much.

Closing his eyes, thinking of Luo Qingzhu, Ziyi, Luo Lingyang, Li Junyan and all the creatures who died in this disaster, two tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

When she opened her eyes, her gaze penetrated through the layers of clouds, straight through the great wilderness after the catastrophe.

One day in the sky, one year on the earth, has been fighting in the divine realm for several months, the great wilderness has already entered the prosperity of post-calamity reconstruction, and with the two great tribulations of the race and the divine calamity, the monks have been killed and injured countless times, and the aura between heaven and earth is rapidly recovering, and it will not take a thousand years to regain the aura, so that countless monks can benefit and can smoothly ascend to the immortal realm.

She looked down at the fairy world between the god realm and the mortal world, after flying from Qiqi, dozens of monks have been promoted one after another, they are building their own homes in the fairy world, and will expand into cities one by one, and finally make the fairy world prosperous.

Finally, Qian Zhenyan's gaze looked at the divine realm that had been restored to life by the mother goddess, with huge peaks, green mountains and green waters, ethereal aura, and a thin mist everywhere.

In front of the Nuwa Temple, the ten-zhang peach forest was still full of flowers, as if the previous battle was just a nightmare she had.

She sighed, stretched out her hand, and moved Leng Feiyan out of the jade pagoda space.

Leng Feiyan, who had no breath, lay stiffly in the ice, making her heart twist like a knife and tears rippling.

No, she won't let Leng Feiyan leave alone, she will do everything she can to make him reborn! As soon as she thought of this, her gaze moved to the Nuwa Divine Spring not far away.

Shenquan spiritual liquid, the legendary treasure that can live and die human flesh and bones, may also be able to reborn Leng Feiyan! No matter what, she will fight for it and will not give up any chance.

Reaching out to take out a drop of blood from Leng Feiyan's heart, Qian Zhenyan condensed a cloud of water light from her fingertips to protect it, and then jumped into it, carefully putting it into the Nuwa Divine Spring.

Looking at the hard work that slowly sank into the divine spring, Qian Zhenyan stood stunned for a long time.

The years are mulberry fields, and the sea is endless.

No matter how long she has to wait, a hundred, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, she will wait for Leng Feiyan's return! It's just because she owes him too much, but she never makes him truly happy.

Turning around and picking up Leng Feiyan's frozen body, Qianzhen Yan tiptoed a little, and slowly flew up to the Nuwa Temple.

The doors of the temple slammed shut, and silence returned.

……

Three thousand years later, the Great Wilderness regained its vitality again, a golden light fell, and the Immortal Passage opened again.

The place where the golden light descended was the Qiankun Academy, which made everyone look forward to it.

I saw that in the golden light, a white figure slowly soared, elegant as a fairy.

On an unknown mountain peak in the distance, Bai Hu and Feng Junwu were playing chess and drinking, and they inadvertently looked up, just in time to see Gu Mo flying to the immortal realm.

"This kid is good, he picked up the big beam and helped the Qiankun Academy up again." The white tiger praised.

"They can be regarded as successors, but it's a pity that there is no void sect." Feng Junwu looked up at the clear blue sky as if he had inadvertently and sighed silently.

"What? Still want to go to the divine realm to find her? She encloses herself in the Nuwa Palace, and you can't get in. Seeing his thoughts, the white tiger sneered.

Accustomed to his sarcasm and sarcasm, Feng Junwu smiled bitterly.

"You, you're just worrying too much, isn't there still Hang Li and Kurosawa in the Wuxu Sect? Besides, isn't there still that female disciple, who will take over as the head sooner or later, and the status of the third sect will not slip too far, don't worry. The white tiger suddenly dropped the white child in his hand and said with a smile, "You're done, see if you're still distracted!" ”

Looking down at the chess game that had been lost, Feng Junwu laughed silently.

In the Great Wilderness, the current top three sects are still Xuantian Sect, Qiankun Academy and Wuxu Sect. Since the predecessors of the masters sacrificed in the blessing of the goddess map, Gu Mo took over the position of the head of the Qiankun Academy, Lie Shu took over the position of the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, and as for the Wuxu Sect, it was still Hang Li and Hei Ze, who was rescued by Feng Junwu, served as the main and deputy sect masters, and they were making every effort to cultivate Lan Ling, the only female disciple of Qianzhen Yan, intending to let her take over the position of the sect master.

As for the races, after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, after Qi Qi and the Bone Demon ascended to the immortal realm, there was no race war. Of course, the evil demons and evil lords were all subdued by Feng Junwu, so that a large-scale disaster was avoided, and there would be no more living beings killing each other, so that the great wilderness was full of smoke.

Everything seems to be back to the same place, and there is peace and tranquility in the sky and on the ground!

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