In the world of consciousness, the heaven and earth where Downing is located seem to have passed billions of years, while the lifeless world has experienced the process of life from nothing to nothing in billions of years. At some point, as the plant withered, it became extinct again.

It's just that with the passage of time, the plant continues to go back and forth in withering and rebirth, and the creatures in the world are also repeating the state of coming from nothing and from being to nothing.

It was only after the third rebirth of that plant that the first intelligent beings appeared in this world, and then in the millions of years from germination to vigor, intelligent beings also grew.

It's just that after the next withering, they are once again lost in the long river of time. In this way, the heavens and the earth have experienced countless times of silence and rebirth, and countless disasters and calamities, until the closed eyes are opened again, until the sleeping person wakes up again, and they have eternity.

In the outside world, the ancestor of holy light, who had lost his facial features and turned into darkness, appeared in the sky above the Anglican Academy like a ghost. And the liquid that the two drops of thunder turned into also came to the top of Hao Yun's head at a certain moment.

Hao Yun looked up at it, it was obviously only two small drops of liquid, but it contained enough to destroy the cultivation of the Seven Realms. It's just that he never felt hopeless, just like the trajectory of his life.

When Hao Yun was very young, he knew his fate, he was not as unwilling as Chen Changsheng, nor was he angry with the world because fate was unfair to him.

He was constantly in hiding, protecting those who feared and even hated him, and he lived like this before he set foot in the Divine Capital.

When Hao Yun came to the Divine Capital, when he met Tang Ning, he didn't have the so-called joy or hope, he was just rejoicing, glad that no one in the world would die under his calamity.

Therefore, he is the most satisfied student in Centennial College, and he cherishes this peaceful life every day and every night.

Hao Yun knows that peace will only be short-lived, although the teacher and senior sister are very strong, they also have their own troubles, such as he knows that the senior sister is obsessed with the teacher, but the teacher just treats her as a student.

For another example, he often sees the teacher in the library cabinet, looking at that mysterious and unusual painting, his eyes are so yearning, but he can't pursue his yearning.

Hao Yun didn't know why the teacher was like this, but in his heart, the teacher was the strongest person in this world, and what he was experiencing must be unusual.

Therefore, Hao Yun can only enjoy a peaceful life under the protection of his teacher and sister in a satisfying living environment, and he has been practicing hard in peace in order to get rid of his teacher's troubles.

Although he had given up on the unrealistic idea in the competition after the last catastrophe, he did everything he could.

Now, with the disaster that the teacher is worried about, in order to help the teacher protect this world, he broke the thunder seal left by the teacher in his body in advance, just to protect those who have never been masked.

Do you regret it?

Hao Yun looked at the approach of the thunder in confusion, but his eyes were a little indifferent.

Maybe.

Perhaps he had regretted that he had killed his adoptive father; I regret that I was wandering around because of fear, and at some point I hurt many people again; regretted getting along with Ming and Ming dynasties, but never dared to look directly into her eyes; regretted that at the last moment of her life, she could not see her sober; Regret not being able to finish what should have been said.

Hao Yun glanced at the senior sister who had fallen into a coma, and after a smile appeared on his face, he said, "Goodbye, my beloved senior sister." ”

Just as Hao Yun was waiting for the catastrophe to come, a knife pierced the sky in the roar, and then the not-so-bright blade flashed above Hao Yun's head.

Hao Yun saw the knife, and naturally knew the owner of the knife, so he didn't look for him, but said lightly: "Thank you, Wang Po." ”

Outside the Divine Capital, Wang Po looked at the round hole on the knife body, the corners of his mouth were slightly stiff, and then he said with some distress: "How much money does it take to repair a knife?" ”

In and out of words, he is like a merchant who only seeks profit, but his knife is not a merchant's knife. Because, after experiencing a failure, he swung the knife again.

Above the sky, the Ancestor of Holy Light looked at Hao Yun angrily, he naturally saw the knife, but it was weak, and it didn't attract his attention, he just looked at Hao Yun desperately.

As the owner of the Liangyi Tree, it is obvious that he knows a lot more about the Liangyi Tree than Tang Ning.

It is precisely because of his understanding that he has no desire to kill Hao Yun, he hopes that Hao Yun can survive more than death, and only in this way can he find the real fruit through Hao Yun.

When his eyes saw the two drops of thunder, which were cut into four drops by the knife again, he was even a little happy. He didn't want to help Hao Yun, after all, Hao Yun's cultivation was not weak, and if he successfully survived this thunder tribulation, he would even be able to touch the threshold of the Eight Realms. To set up enemies for oneself is clearly not the work of a wise man.

It's just that in order to be able to know the whereabouts of the other fruit, he naturally hopes that Hao Yun can live.

In the heart of the Ancestor of Light, this was just right for his plan. As the power of the Eight Realms Consummation, he naturally knew where Hao Yun's limit was, and two drops of thunder were enough to wipe him out.

But after being forcibly split by that not sharp broadsword, the four drops of tribulation thunder were just able to blast Hao Yun into a serious injury, and the cultivation he had accumulated after eating the Liangyi Yin Fruit to quickly cross the tribulation would also turn into nothingness under these four drops of tribulation thunder, so it was the best time for him to get the whereabouts of the Liangyi Yang Fruit.

Outside the Shendu City, Wang Po looked at the big knife with only the handle left in his hand, frowned a little distressedly, and then turned cold on his face and limped towards the south.

On the top of the mountain, Su Li glanced at Tang Ning and said bitterly: "Lao Tzu accompanied you to make a bet, but you did nothing at such a critical juncture, it seems that this catastrophe, the human race will never recover." ”

In the high altitude not far from Su, the goddess Leng Yan was constantly looking for opportunities to break the formation.

It's just that the strength of these five birdmen is too strong, and with the mysterious and abnormal combined attack formation, she didn't find a good opportunity.

Although she fought five gods alone, and beat these five gods very miserably, she could not break through the shackles of the formation, until a certain moment, a round familiar wooden stick appeared......

That little stick was very ordinary, but it was also very extraordinary. Because, it comes from another world, a world that Downing misses, a world that is cold and loves and hates.

When the wooden stick appeared, Leng Yan turned into a dragon, a white dragon body, surrounded by five divine attendants, soared into the sky, and then swooped down, the dragon claw with a cold cold light, grabbing towards one of the divine attendants.

It was this grasp that the dragon's claws seemed to have some kind of power, this kind of power was an unrivaled rule of the divine servant, it easily pierced through the body of the divine servant, and then once again towards the other four divine servants who were pulled by the wooden stick, and attacked strangely.

The Ancestor of Light in the sky above the Anglican Academy couldn't see what his expression was because he had no face, but his always drooping hand didn't change a bit as one of the gods fell. And Hao Yun, who was waiting for the thunderstorm to come, heard a calm sneer.

After the last two divine servants fell under the small wooden stick, Senior Brother Li slowly revealed his body. He first bowed respectfully, saluted to the cold face that had recovered his body, and then looked at the black fragments scattered in the air with burning eyes, and his eyebrows slowly raised.

In the same way, the goddess Leng Yan also did not move, but looked at these fragments, fell into some kind of contemplation, and after a while, sighed lightly and said, "You drag them down, I'll go back to the academy." ”

The senior brother nodded, immediately tightened the small wooden stick in his hand, and looked at Tang Ning, who was sitting on the ground, and his face, which had always had a gentle smile, became extremely serious.

Just before the goddess arrived, the thunder in the air fell silently, four drops of liquid, distributed around Hao Yun's head, shoulders, and chest, just in an instant, a dazzling purple light emitted from Hao Yun's location, although the strong purple light was not dazzling, but it made people subconsciously close their eyes.

Leng Yan's beautiful eyes froze, but under the sense of divine sense, after confirming that Hao Yun had not fallen because of this, she instantly came to the sky above the National Religious Academy, and when she wanted to make a move, the ancestor of the Holy Light sneered, her right hand turned into a fist, and the fist shadow was instantly magnified more than a hundred times, and its target was directly aimed at the goddess Leng Yan.

The goddess frowned, but the two had fought many times, and the gap in cultivation between the two was naturally clear to the goddess. Therefore, she could only reluctantly give up reluctantly reluctantly reluctantly reluctantly reluctantly re Hao Yun, who was in the center of the purple light, sat on the ground under the baptism of thunder, although the thunder in his body was raging to the point of pain, but his young face was always smiling slightly, and his pair of very bright eyes finally glanced at Nian Zhiyu in a coma, and then closed it.

In the ever-widening dark palms, the cold face was cold, and the pair of eyes like a bright moon were full of angry flames.

She looked at the darkness that was getting closer, and could only strike hard. The body of the white dragon swirled and roared, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth were full of painful dragon groans, and countless people also shed blood and tears under the dragon's screams.

The Ancestor of Holy Light snorted coldly, sensing that Leng Yan's powerful body had not dissipated under the erosion of darkness, and his right fist that had reached out turned into a finger, and this finger gently poked out, and a black crack instantly appeared in the sky above the Divine Capital.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Li subconsciously wanted to go, but at this moment, the black fragments that dissipated between heaven and earth instantly gathered, and then turned into five divine servants again.

These five divine servants were naturally the five who were slowly defeated by the goddess and Li before. Formed by the power of darkness, they did not die out because of this.

As soon as they first appeared, they formed a formation again, and Li slowly used the secret method as soon as they were formed, and once again disappeared from his body. It's just that what makes Li slowly helpless is that although he lost his body, he was trapped in that sky by the formation cast by the five divine attendants.

Looking at Tang Ning on the ground, looking at the darkness that was about to be swallowed up by the crack, the elder brother's eyes, which had never been angry, showed anger for the first time.

He didn't hide his body anymore, and he appeared in front of the god once again in a cyan robe. The gods were silent, and the five of them shot out in unison, and in just an instant, the sky became a phantom of sword light and small yellow sticks.

Su Li glanced at the sky worriedly, then looked at the darkness above the Shendu, and withdrew his gaze with some bitterness.

At that moment, a golden light disappeared from his eyes like a ghost. Su Li looked at the place where the golden light disappeared, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth turned into a smile, and then looked behind the empty person.

With a smile, Su Li patted the dust on his robe, and limped down the mountain step by step. And above the sky, the small wooden stick in Li's hand slowly emitted a soft yellow light, and after fighting off a certain cross sword, it suddenly found a faint golden light around the side of the gods.

This glimmer of golden light is much worse than what Li slowly remembered, it is more pure, and it is more terrifying, although it looks very peaceful, it always exudes a palpitating power.

Li Slowly, who had already entered the Eight Realms, naturally knew that this was the power of rules, but what made him unclear was that the power of rules contained in this golden light seemed to be different.

It's just that the battle in the distant divine capital cannot be delayed, and after confirming that the five divine servants were bound by the five trapped immortal arrays and cutting off the formation contact between them, Li slowly smiled again, and immediately headed towards the divine capital.

Above the Divine Capital, under the ravages of thunder, Hao Yun has lost consciousness. And the powerful power contained in his body also turned into a burst of invisible energy at this time, and instantly swept away in all directions of the National Education Academy.

This force is very powerful, so strong that ordinary Seven Realm cultivators are completely unable to resist, and in the National Religious Academy, the Terran powerhouses who had fallen into a coma before were also thrown up by the energy at this time, and many of them turned pale, and their faces were bleeding, and they were no longer alive.

And that energy did not stop because of this, they rushed towards the outside of the National Education Academy, and Mingde Academy, which was only one alley away from it, was the first to be broken through the hidden formation by this energy, and then a five-story building suddenly appeared in the Divine Capital.

It's just that it appears quickly and disappears faster, and after breaking away the formation, the aftermath of the thunderstorm is still raging.

A burst of strong energy impact, so that the entire Baihua Lane and its alley instantly turned into a ruin, just when the energy was about to continue to wreak havoc, a golden sword light, like a meteor in the dark night, instantly pierced the sky above the entire god capital, and where this sword light went, the incomparable raging energy, but disappeared quietly.

Wang Po, who was far away from the Divine Capital, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but when he relaxed, he heard a burst of unbridled laughter, which instantly covered the entire sky.

Wang Po tightened the handle of the knife in his hand, his eyes full of doubts, but at this moment, a strange fragrance passed by with the breeze brought by the disappearance of energy.

Wang Po frowned, sniffed carefully, and then his eyes lit up suddenly, and a certain throbbing in his heart seemed to be infinitely amplified by this fragrance.

Wang Po looked at the eyes, seriously inserted the handle of the knife in his hand into the scabbard, and left immediately.

In the sky above the Anglican Academy, the dark shadow of the Ancestor of Light laughed uncontrollably in the sky, and in the darkness not far from it, bursts of white light loomed.

PS: Thank you for the tips from the book friends Moon Solo and Scottisme, thank you for your support. It was supposed to end in two chapters, but when I wrote the last chapter, I found that there were a lot of things that I hadn't explained, so I had to make up for it, and there were more to make up. This chapter is 4,000 words, and the next chapter will try to finish the chronicle of the chosen heavens.