Just when Tongtian was so nervous and hurriedly chased after Pangu, that Pangu had already rushed into the Netherworld, with a look of excitement on his face, and hurriedly controlled his mind to match the avenue of the Netherworld.

"Get out."

A violent rebuke came out of Meng Yaoqin's mouth, and I saw a purple thunderbolt rushing from the sky above the Netherworld, and landed on the excited body of Pangu.

"Nope."

In this moment, Pangu knew that he was wrong, and the result of the wrong estimation was that he would be annihilated in this world.

He never thought that Wei Yang would have no nostalgia at all, and it was definitely a choice that he couldn't make if he could step through the void world and hand it over to others.

It's a pity that he didn't know that in a chaotic world, Wei Yang had so easily handed over the control of a world to Tongtian.

Ten thousand purple thunderbolts suddenly fell on Pangu's body, and before the words in his mouth were finished, they turned into wisps of ashes and scattered throughout the Netherworld, and Meng Yaoqin, who waved his hand to kill him, was still sitting on the surface of the Netherworld, with tenderness flashing in his eyes, looking at Wei Yang in his arms.

"Wei Lang, today Pangu is dead, and the avenue of this world will be returned to Wei Lang's control, and the concubine is willing to accompany Wei Lang forever. Just in the corner of this world, find a remote place, where there is no war, no interests, that is the peach orchard that belongs to you and me, Wei Lang, what do you say? ”

"I want to."

The corners of Wei Yang's mouth were filled with this happy color, the tears in his eyes slowly slid down his cheeks, since Pangu's death, his heart has become calm, whether it is all living beings, disciples, relatives and friends, Wei Yang's actions have been benevolent and righteous, and there is no worry.

As for what happens in the future, it depends on their own choices. From this day on, it is time for him to live for himself, for his lovers, for them.

And just when Meng Yaoqin wanted to hand over the control of this world to Wei Yang, a reversed vortex suddenly formed in the sky above the Netherworld, accompanied by bursts of starlight convergence, and the entire void was shrouded in bright starlight, and the wisps of starlight shone on Meng Yaoqin's body, making her like a fairy in the nine heavens, so moving, so bright, and so overwhelming.

At this time, the starlight surging in Meng Yaoqin's body made Wei Yang feel extremely frightened, and it was as hazy as a layer of white veil, so that although Wei Yang could touch it, the two of them were as far away as if they were in two spaces.

"Nope."

The two of them said such sad words at the same time, which made Tongtian, who had just set foot in the Netherworld, feel a trace of panic in his heart.

glanced at the starlight in the sky, pulled, no, it was to hold up Meng Yaoqin, and slowly walked towards the whirlpool, Tongtian was already full of regret in his heart.

He never thought that because he had set foot in the Netherworld, he would automatically fit into a world fragment and quickly evolve into a world that belonged to him, so that he had a world of Dao rules that belonged to him, would affect the whole thing and evolve into such an ending.

With the surging starlight, exactly eighty-one, the gods who fit the fragments of the Netherworld and possess their unique Dao Regulation World were shrouded in starlight and slowly walked towards the vortex.

"Wei Yang, take care of yourself, you must take care of yourself."

Meng Yaoqin had already understood everything, but even if she was unwilling, she couldn't resist the power of this rule world, let alone complain about Tongtian, who didn't know anything at all. With Wei Yang's respect for Tongtian, how could she, as Wei Yang's wife, complain?

"Apprentices, it's all the fault of the teacher."

At this time, Tongtian already knew that the reason for the whole thing, eighty-one, this is the netherworld as a transit station, the maximum amount of gods with the power of the Dao rules, once this amount is reached, the void will automatically open the door to the higher realm world, and these eighty-one gods will be washed by the starlight and enter the higher world.

"No, Master, don't blame you, protect the barbarians for me, and I'll see you soon."

Seeing Tongtian so sad, Wei Yang struggled to get up, was supported by Han Ling beside him, endured the heavy injury to his body, and reluctantly looked at Meng Yaoqin, who had reached the edge of the whirlpool.

The two don't have to say much, the reluctance in their eyes, and the strong tenderness, and even so worried about each other, they don't need to say much at all.

One is on the whirlpool side, and the other is on the whirlpool, and getting together has become a luxury, let alone joining hands with white heads. At this moment, the whirlpool is like a high mountain, blocking the two of them, not to say that they get together, that is, they want to speak, and it has become a kind of forcible demand. But space does not separate the two, and time does not dilute the friendship between them, and all encounters are only in the near future.

'Boom'

Eighty-one gods, except for Tongtian and Meng Yaoqin, most of them bowed to Wei Yang one after another, and all of them were willing to protect Meng Yaoqin, while those gods who came from other chaotic spaces frowned, glanced at Wei Yang, and glanced at Meng Yaoqin, led by all the gods, and sighed and shook their heads slightly, feeling sorry for the two of them.

Of course, there are also people who are cold-eyebrowed, and they all regard it as a joke, and they don't believe that Meng Yaoqin will wait for Wei Yang, nor do they believe that Wei Yang will always remember Meng Yaoqin.

And if Wei Yang wants to step through the void again, then he has to raise eighty-one Creation Saint Kings again, and after coming to this world, he will once again seek the power of the Great Dao, and seek the power of the Dao rules that belong to them, such a thing is easy to say, but this is not the case.

I don't know how many years it has been since I blocked the chaos of all parties before I was able to give birth to such a number of Creation Saint Kings, and if Wei Yang wanted to quickly step into a higher realm, it was definitely not a simple matter.

Looking at the vanishing vortex, which had recovered its original void, Wei Yang sat in the world of pregnant gods, and suddenly felt that the sky was so gray, as if there was a big hand in the underworld, which had been dominating everything about him, driving him forward step by step. Such a feeling of helplessness made Wei Yang very annoyed in his heart, and he wanted to resist, but he was so powerless.

"Master, we will definitely get together with our master, we ......"

Han Ling and the others hurriedly stepped forward and comforted Wei Yang who was rolling down tears, and under their influence, Wei Yang was like an Optimus Pillar, always in front of them, and he never felt vulnerable today.

"I'm fine, let me be quiet."

Struggling to get up, he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Han Ling supported him on the side and led him into the palace not far away, countless creatures lamented, I didn't expect Wei Yang's fate to be so tortuous, in exchange for others who had been so bumpy, completely crushed his fighting spirit.

But Wei Yang is different, he will definitely sort out the sadness in his heart in a short period of time, and once again lead them to the distance, to the end they want to see, they believe it, and they are convinced of it.

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