"I! There will be no defeat! ”

This is a dragon's roar, but when it falls into this world, it turns into human words.

He is an ancestral dragon, an ancestral dragon born from the starry sky.

Even the Feather Emperor can't really kill him!

However, his pupils reflected a figure that could no longer be smaller, and it was this small human who forced him to manifest his essence and blood transformation.

It was also this human who summoned ten thousand swords with sword intent, broke the seal of the altar, and broke everything about him.

In the face of this incomparable fighting spirit and the galaxy that rushes into the sky, he will not really be defeated.

However, he could no longer consume the strength of the Coiling Dragon Killing Array to fight.

Because the bud from the lower reaches of time is getting stronger and stronger, if he doesn't swallow Xiao Nannan's endless sea of suffering, then he will be devoured by Xiao Nannan's endless sea of suffering and become her wedding dress in the sea of suffering.

His affectionate gaze scanned the surroundings, and finally fell back on Chen Qiye.

He really admired this monk who was only a member of the Sendai rank.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the human race has so many heavenly arrogance to become emperors!

They may be born weak, without incomparable blood, without a natural body, without ...... Compared with the primeval races, they can go against the sky in one era after another, spanning the years, and even dictating the eternals.

The next moment, his figure disappeared completely, including the huge dragon-shaped phantom on the Dragon Mountain, all of which disappeared into the sea of suffering of Xiao Nannan.

The Feather Divine Diagram was far away, and the confrontation with the Quasi-Emperor's essence blood shattered the Coiling Dragon Killing Array, losing the blessing of the Quasi-Emperor's essence blood, and many small cracks appeared in the air, which meant that this piece of heaven and earth was really going to collapse, and at the same time, a huge sound sounded in the distant sky, as if it was a thunderbolt.

The wind came from high in the sky to the ground in an instant, and then to a thousand miles away.

The sand and gravel flew up, the moss was peeled off, and the grass and trees flew from the ground.

'Boom! ''Boom! ''Boom! ’

It was the sound of a stream of fire hitting the sky, everyone looked up at the sky, and this scene was no different from the end of the world, the sky fell.

Chen Qiye didn't listen to the thunder at the end of the sky, nor did he consider the picture after the sky collapsed, but recalled the nameless immortal sword, and his eyes fixed on the little girl in the void.

She was surrounded by layers of light, and her immature and stubborn cheeks were filled with pain, suffering, and unwillingness.

The flowers bloomed, the flowers thanked again, and the flowers bloomed again......

The buds of that long river of time fought to the death with the blood of the quasi-emperor again and again.

"Where are you going?" Listening to Lu Junchu's words, he was a little sentimental, the speed of time in this world quickly took away his time, and he only had the last day left to stay here.

"The sky is falling."

Chen Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and said three very simple words.

Then he thought about it, turned around and smiled at Lu Junchu's white teeth, even if he now had endless blood marks and cracks on his face, it didn't prevent him from being gentle and charming in his smile.

"There is an old saying in our hometown, when the sky falls, there must be a tall man on top."

He tilted his head, thinking that this was how he should have said.

Lu Junchu was slightly stunned, a little confused.

It was only a moment, and she quickly came to her senses and knew what Chen Qiye was going to do.

Lu Junchu raised his hand with some difficulty, and wiped some of the blood on his cheeks with the gentleness of his fingers, very softly and gently, like a mother caressing her own young child.

"You're not really ......"

Lu Junchu thought about it, and still said this sentence: "What's more...... What does it matter to you whether they live or die......"

You are not a hero and do not need to be responsible for the lives and deaths of others.

Even if you are a hero, I don't want you to be this hero.

"You're right, their life and death have nothing to do with me."

Chen Qiye's eyes fell on Bai Ningbing, Su Slow, Ye Guxue and others who were coming towards him, and finally smiled very comfortingly, everyone was still alive.

"But your life and death are at stake with me."

Chen Qiye gently stroked Lu Junchu's green silk, and said with a smile: "You are really beautiful...... maybe it's a compliment, maybe it's a confession, maybe it's ......

It doesn't matter anymore.

When the words fell, the Dao patterns on his body climbed again, and the robe hunted up in the Dao lines, and the breath was like a rainbow.

Sendai Second Order!

The realm of power!

"I'm the tallest one now."

Chen Qiye stood on the bluestone Shinto, looking at the cultivators who had begun to flee from the altar, and the group after group of fleeing demon beasts, fierce birds, and the smashing of the sky......

The screams began to sound, and there were demon beasts, ferocious birds, and even cultivators who were hit by the fire and died.

These sorrows were a constant reminder to him that the sky was about to fall.

When this sky collapses, all living beings will face the blow of destruction, and how many can escape...... No one gave him an answer.

He didn't want that answer either.

As long as his friends are alive and leave this dimensional world alive, it is enough.

Sometimes, a short journey can be a lifetime.

At least, we've seen the most beautiful scenery together.

At the very least, we have experienced life and death together.

At least......

The hurricane swept and rolled, and more and more flames burned, which was the fire borrowing the wind.

One after another flower buds are still in full bloom, and the struggle between Xiao Nannan and the quasi-emperor's essence and blood is still not over.

However, Chen Qiye knew that he was about to lose, because even his own world was about to be destroyed.

The flames became more and more intense, and the roar shook the sky, like countless bombs bombing in the void......

At this time, a large net crossed the far sky and headed towards the long sky, covering a bombardment, and a thin and old figure came.

Under that great net, the monks looked up one after another, and their frightened and pale faces showed a hint of happiness that they had been saved once.

Yes, saved once, not saved.

Because, the sky continues to collapse, the fire will only increase, and death will only get faster and faster.

"Let's go!"

The thin, old figure erupted in a roar, waking up the monk who was stunned for a moment, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Even if he had the strength of the second order of Sendai, he would not be able to maintain it for long.

"Let's go!"

This was the second time he had shouted, and he was just yelling at someone.

He didn't expect that there would be a person who would ascend to the sky at such a time, even if he was also a monk of the second order of Sendai, in the face of endless flowing fire and shattered sky, the second order of Sendai was too weak and too small.

As his gaze became closer, he saw the sword, the sword that almost cost him his life.

"Are you Chen Qiye?"

Fu Heng's surprised voice resounded in the roar, and at this moment, everyone's eyes woke up from fear, and watched a blood-stained figure once again hold a sword.

How many times has this been?

He's broken again!

He went up with his sword again!

Everyone's eyes were mixed with emotions that were difficult to replace, and they were shocked and moved...... Or what? I can't tell, I can't explain it.

It's just that many, many, many people's eyes are moistened.

"Lao Chen, what the hell are you going to do! Come back! Come back! That's a catastrophe! Bai Ningbing tore his throat and shouted, and green tendons climbed up his cheeks.

Ye Guxue breathed heavily, her eyes fixed on Chen Qiye.

Su slowly supported Lu Junchu, pursed his lips and couldn't make a sound, but the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

"Let's go!"

Lu Junchu's face was very pale, her eyes were very firm, she looked at the young man who quietly left her, and said this emotionless sentence.

"Why!"

Bai Ningbing turned his head suddenly, his eyes were about to split, like a lion who was furious to the extreme, staring at Lu Junchu viciously and roaring: "We can't leave Lao Chen behind, we want to die, I will die with Lao Chen!" ”

'Smack! ’

This crisp slap resounded between the few of them.

"Sober up, don't let his efforts come to naught."

"He promised me that he would survive."

The sad voice was full of endless grievances, and Lu Junchu was telling them that this was Chen Qiye's promise.

But in their ears, this is more like Lu Junchu convincing himself to believe in an impossible fact.