Baoyu touched Qinglian's little head, glanced at Jiu Niang, smiled complicatedly, and then looked at the colorful clouds in the sky.

It's beautiful, more beautiful than a fiery cloud.

However, even more heroic!

Baoyu knew what was going on here, but she still groaned in her mouth, and her eyes flashed with countless words that were extremely subtle, reconstructing the scene again.

First of all, it was the Heavenly Father Yang who made up for the death of the Heavenly Body;

Subsequently, he was the ancestor of Confucius, Mengsheng, Wang Shouren and Buddhism;

Finally, it is all the saints of the Tang Dynasty and the 100,000 Great Mountains.

A strong man who overwhelmed the world became a divine stone to mend the sky, they knew that they would die, but they still walked into the great sun of the true fire leisurely, not like the kind of generous death, but there is a kind of leisurely stroll to see the falling flowers, this can see the beautiful scenery of the world, but also repay the great wish in the heart.

Very simple

Very leisurely,

Freely and casually walked into the violent flames of the Great Sun True Fire.

"The emperor died, the saint died, interests, emotions, and the pursuit of conspiracy and heroism intertwined in the holy path could not escape a holy word in the end. ”

Baoyu muttered in a low voice, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

No wonder,

Since he was a student, he has been involved in an incomparably fierce battle, fighting for wit, fighting for bravery, fighting for strength and power! And after he had the rank of Great Confucian, he found that there were few battles in the semi-saints.

At the level of a saint, there is basically no contradiction.

The battle between Yang Yi and the ancestor of the mountain is a contradiction between the two, but it is better to say that it is for the sake of the Tang Dynasty and the 100,000 mountains, they are planning the strength of the younger generations, rather than the benefits they want to get.

Even if you pursue detachment,

Even if there is still a stronger existence,

These two people, and many saints on both sides, have never really fought hard!

It turns out that this is the saint.

I think it's the world!

"Jia Baoyu, you are not a real saint!"

At this time, a voice came from high in the sky, and Zhao Gao's feminine voice came over: "Ask many saints in the world, literature, Taoism, and Buddhism explore the truth of the world with knowledge and cultivation, they are real saints, and they can die for the common people, but you Jia Baoyu are no different from the previous martial saints!"

You have stepped on the position of a saint with strong strength, knowledge and truth are just auxiliary items that you use to become holy, you will be abandoned by heaven and earth like the martial saint, but you will not sacrifice yourself for the common people!"

"I won't?" Baoyu asked softly.

"You won't!" Zhao Gao's answer was also very affirmative.

At this time, countless angry scolding sounded in heaven and earth, hundreds of millions of people in the whole world, and all kinds of living beings, they cried with joy when they saw Baoyu, and they were angered by Zhao Gao's words, and the angry scolding was endless.

Countless demi-saints also appeared around, staring at Baoyu.

The demi-saints did not have the strength to replenish the heavens, and at this time, their eyes were all blood-red, and many of them had unstable breaths, either strengthened or weakened.

It is the cowardice that has become weak, and is afraid of death,

And the one that gets stronger......

Baoyu looked at the demi-saints with enhanced breath one by one, nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled self-deprecatingly.

Zhao Gao is right, he is not a real saint.

Saints can die for the common people, and they used to be able to, but now, their own concerns are more and more, and their selfish thoughts are also increasing.

Tilting less, Baoyu said to those half-saints: "After this incident, you may be able to go further. ”

"Thank you for the praise of the saints, but ......"

The demi-saints looked at the gap in the sky, and also looked at the colorful flowing heavenly god stones, their eyes were moist, and they still couldn't hold back the tears that flowed out of the eyes of the dignified demi-saints.

The demi-saint wept, and the rain poured down immediately.

These demi-saints only hate themselves for being too weak, why, they don't have the ability to mend the heavens?!!!

Zhao Gao sighed, and said: "Give up, Jia Baoyu, I know your identity, you can enter the Sea of Sorrow, and even bring the people you care about into the Sea of Sorrow, you don't need to use your life to make up for the sky, and you are reluctant to lose your own life, you have destroyed the world, do you need to destroy yourself for the world?"

As soon as these words came out, the demi-saints rioted.

Scolding, roaring,

To speak for Baoyu, to scold Zhao Gao, these sinners who destroyed heaven and earth for the sake of the Seven Kingdoms!

The police fairy smiled, walked to Baoyu's side, and took Baoyu's hand: "Husband, what Zhao Gao said is right, go back with the concubine." ”

Baoyu shook her head.

At this time, Qinglian and Yang Yu'er came over, pulled Baoyu aside, and said in a low voice: "Brother Bao, use us to make up for the sky." Our essence is the Creation of Qinglian, and it may be possible to succeed. ”

Baoyu still shook her head.

"Husband............~~~~"

The police fairy was surprised, and the surprise was full of fear.

Looking at Baoyu's current situation, does that mean that you have to make up for the sky? But you don't need to create Qinglian to make up for the sky, so, does Baoyu really want to make up the sky by herself?

The husband lived 80,000 lives,

The lord of heaven and earth,

unexpectedly

To be destroyed by a turning thought?

The police fairy was furious in panic, and suddenly flicked her long sleeves, and shouted angrily: "Sisters, send your husband back to the sea of sorrow!"

"Listen to my sister's order. ”

"The husband is already very strong, sisters, summon the sorrowful sea Kun, and send the husband back with 100,000 heavenly daos. ”

Dozens of true immortals swayed their petal-like sleeves, and in the midst of laughter and groaning, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed.

But

Just when a giant beast roared from the direction of the sea of sorrow, Mei Niang, who was on the ground and couldn't cry silently, smiled, raised her head, and said in a low voice:

"The flowers are falling and the flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense?

Light the candlestick for Jun Hongsleeve, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal......

Give up a body of red-sleeved power, give up a body of true immortal bones, Heavenly Dao Da Kun, you can give the concubine a quiet body for a while!"

The ethereal red sleeves swept through the air, melodious, but extremely fast covering a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and the countless tears belonging to the red-sleeved Great Ancestor crackled and shattered, turning into fine red smoke, blocking the control of the true immortals on the Heavenly Dao Great Kun.

"Sister Mei Niang?"

"What are you doing? You can't stop it, you're going to die!"

"Sister Mei Niang let go, as long as we push a little harder, you will really die!"

The true immortals are in chaos, and they can easily break through Mei Niang's interception, but then Mei Niang will die.

They don't care about the billions of creatures in heaven and earth,

But Mei Niang,

It's their sister,

And

has accompanied them for a long time!

"Sisters, Mei Niang is polite. ”

"Sister of the police fairy, sister, trespassing!"

Mei Niang vomited blood, and at the same time greeted the police fairies and true immortals with the etiquette of the mother of the Tang Dynasty, and after such a pass, she seemed to let go of the heaviest burden in her heart and smiled happily.

Then he looked at Baoyu,

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