Now, there is nothing.

"When we were in the Great Abyss, although their spirits were dissipating, there was still a little left, and now there is nothing at all?"

"It has been decomposed, turned into an energy substance, and it is free from this world, no longer a divine soul. "Inside the coffin, a trace of the remnant soul of the goddess fluctuated, informed.

Han Bing was depressed and speechless.

He observed carefully, sensing this energy substance, and his heart suddenly cooled completely, which was the same as a soul body that had been crushed by stone gears on the path of reincarnation!

As if formatted, without memory, without emotion......

"You're all gone...... Hanbing cried silently, just in the past few days, his life has been up and down, and he has experienced the most difficult and difficult darkness.

"Leave these substances, don't bury them, I will resurrect them. Hanbing whispered, with a sense of loss and sadness, losing his former edge.

The divine soul dissipated and was divided into energy substances, which did not disappear between heaven and earth after all, but were collected by the world origin power in the crystal coffin pendant and gathered in the flowers.

With the last glimmer of hope, Hanbing waited for the dawn.

Finally, inside the coffin, the goddess told Han Bing that she was very weak, and she didn't even have Ling Xiao Xue'er's strength, and she was going to sleep.

"The weapons on the bank of the Baptism River were all holy weapons back then, although they are broken, but the holy power is still there, you can use them as you like!" The words fell, the goddess fell asleep completely, and in the coffin, her body was shrouded in a layer of white mist, and she couldn't see the truth clearly!

Han Bing nodded, took everything with him, and left the crystal coffin pendant.

Next, he didn't have any words, he couldn't even shed tears, so he went on the road alone, standing in the 100,000 mountains at the junction of the three kingdoms, he couldn't see Lan Yue'er, he couldn't see Guan Shixue's figure, he turned around and left.

It's just that his back is a little lonely, he is dull, and he doesn't have any words alone.

Hanbing returned to the Wind God Empire, quiet and gloomy, this was his own lonely journey, no one could accompany him, and the group of people back then would never appear again.

He hit the road again and came to the place where he first met the little princess!

The figure shook, and a towering tree floated in an instant, looking at the dim starlight, stunned, and full of sentimentality.

If anyone is here and sees this scene, they will definitely shout and be surprised!

Because, on the Ancient Continent, although the masters of the Tianyuan Realm can walk in the sky, they can't stand in the void!

Han Bing lay on the treetops like this, as if the whole tree was a comfortable and soft bed, and there was no sound He thought of the bits and pieces of the encounter with the little princess that day.

The ridiculous images, the face full of demons, seemed to appear again at once, and he reached out to touch it, but there was nothing.

Hands empty, only the cold night.

Tears slid from the corners of Hanbing's eyes, silently, and he lay here like this.

Towards dawn, he opened his eyes and saw a pack of lone wolves walking in groups, seemingly looking for prey!

He stayed here for three days, constantly reminiscing about the bits and pieces of the past, from kidnapping the little princess, to making trouble in the capital of the Blue Wind Empire, and then to the rooftop......

He thought of Bai Gongzi and thought of the green butterfly......

Then, he left silently, and no one knew that the Ye Monarch of the year had come to the Nether Realm again!

Hanbing walked in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, listless, his clothes were torn by thorns, and the dirt mixed with dew wet his hair......

He didn't care about all this!

A few days later, he went to the Heavenly Prison of the Wind God Empire and went to the Dragon Slaying Platform!

His life destiny began to change from here.

Hanbing left, walked through the mountains, through the mountains and forests, all the way to the west, he came to the deep mountains, to the original secret realm.

At the beginning, there, I met the Lord of the Emperor Phoenix!

Next, Han Bing went to the Burial Soul Valley again, however, the stone statue had already been shattered, and even the dragon soul of the Dark Divine Dragon was long gone!

Han Bing went to the vertical platform again, and saw that there were still people who wanted to soar and leave endless legends, but the iron rope with a fiery breath no longer appeared!

The mountain wind blew, leaving a lot of loneliness, and the soldiers took out the wine jar, poured glass after glass of wine, drank one cup of it themselves, and then sprinkled it on the ground to pay tribute to them.

"Brothers who share life and death, where are you, who can fight with me to the Holy Land?"

His words were blown away in the wind, leaving only a whimper.

Hanbing looked at the red rising sun, but he didn't feel the warmth, he was very cold and lonely here, and he was alone.

For a long time, Han Bing waved his hand to cut off the green bamboo, made a bamboo and made a bamboo concurrent, lying on the bamboo raft, his eyes were dim, looking at the sky without a trace, he wanted to cross the void, silently into the distance.

At this moment, a group of people came around, mainly from the rooftop, they were all masters of all parties, their cultivation was in the Tianyuan Realm, they were all dressed in the Tianyuan Realm, and they were also very atmospheric and fashionable, only Hanbing was ordinary, like a stinky begging for food.

Anyway, the Qing Ying Fruit has not appeared for nearly ten days, and everyone has lost patience, so they all want to make fun of the Han soldiers!

"Boy, is this place for you to come?" A middle-aged man, with a graceful demeanor, shook a feather fan, and looked at Han Bing with interest.

Hanbing didn't pay attention to him at all, he was just making bamboo slips.

"Click......"

The bamboo was crushed by force, a big foot fell, and the ground was forced to step out of a two-inch-deep footprint!

"The prince is mighty!"

Two men with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks standing behind the middle-aged man stepped out and shouted!

"Stinky thief, this place has been taken over by our prince, if you know each other, leave the most valuable treasure on your body, and then, cut off your arm, and immediately roll down the roof!" said a man.

However, Hanbing was still not born, just quietly sorting out the broken bamboo!

With the brushing of Hanbing's palm, those broken bamboos were miraculously restored, as if they had not been suppressed by external forces.

"Boy, what about talking to you, deaf?" the man was furious, and he knew that if he could not make the prince happy and happy, he would definitely suffer when he returned!

However, Han Bing was still silent, and a sad breath slowly revealed!

The man was furious, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Han Bing's collar fiercely!

The next moment, everyone was stunned!

The man's palm actually passed straight through Han Bing's neck!

"Who the hell are you?" said the middle-aged man, who was called the prince, in surprise.

The space rippled, rippling layer by layer, there was no sound, the feet of the soldiers shone brightly, and the green light shrouded the whole body, drifting into the distance with the ripples.

"A miracle, an absolute miracle!" the prince shouted!

The next moment, a miserable scream sounded, and the man who grabbed the collar of the Han soldier suddenly burst into a six-colored flame on his arm, and immediately, the whole person was burned into a pile of ashes!

Out of one's wits!

And this is just a small episode!

I don't know how long it took, the fog in the air gradually thickened, the water flow gradually slowed down, and Han Bing lay there, feeling the rich energy and aura permeating him.

The sunset is very red, but it is a little like blood, sprinkled here through the fog, and the red is circulating, somewhat poignant.

Hanbing sat up, where did he go?

He himself didn't know how long he had been drifting, but now he traveled through time and space, entered a group of lakes, carefully identified, and silently recalled, he knew what kind of place this was, the Ancient Continent, the largest lake!

Poisonous Mist Fairy Lake!

Sitting quietly, no longer lying on his back, Hanbing's mood gradually calmed down, the depression of his body was disappearing, and his whole person was in the process of recovery.

He knows that he can't sink, all the sorrows he should have are exhausted today, and he won't have time to be weak and sad in the future, and from now on, he will be a demon king!

The days still have to pass, and the road still has to go, but he has to premeditate the conquest of the Holy Domain, and for some, he is destined to be called the Great Demon King.

In fact, he didn't want to kill people, but when he came to this point, if he didn't kill the Heavenly Emperor and didn't shake the few great sects in the Holy Domain, how could he be worthy of the title of the devil.

"Actually, I just like to be a happy human trafficker. Hanbing laughed at himself.

There is no need to be cynical, there is no need to feel sorry for himself, he dispels sadness, he just wants to go all the way calmly, he wants to adjust himself and be a happy demon king.

He knew that if those people were still alive, they would all want him to be well and happy.

"One day, we will meet, not too far away. ”

Han Bing jumped forward, left the Poisonous Mist Immortal Lake, and came to the void, since he had already considered the future path, he had to let go now and give it a go.

Looking at the stars and looking at the darkness, he raised his head, and there would be no more tears, just fighting spirit, and smiles.