The mainland of Yunzhou, between the mountains and mountains.

Lu Jue fell from the sky, but on the cloud platform in the square, the Great Celestial Division leaned on the side of the altar, his eyes were slightly open, his breath was completely empty, and there was a transparent hole in his chest, and the blood of the gods flowed all over the ground.

In front of the Great Heavenly Division, there stood the Six-Eyed Great God King and the old god with a humble attitude, Lu Jue didn't say a word, and slammed into the Six-Eyed Great God King with a punch, and the powerful fist wind shook the Six-Eyed Great God King out, the palace was destroyed, the gate collapsed, the mountains and rivers in the distance shook, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

"The woman who dares to kill me, Rokumo, you are so bold!" Lu Jue was furious.

"The overlord attacked my lord without asking the reason, you really don't know what to do." The old god said.

"What are you to dare to talk to me like that?" Lu Jue squinted at the old god.

"He is my old servant, and he has been with me for eight thousand years." The Six-Eyed Great God King crawled out of the ruins, exuding a powerful aura on his body, and his face kept changing. "I can understand your feelings, but I didn't kill the Great Celestial Division."

"Who else can you be, don't think I don't know that you have been at odds with Xinyue for thousands of years, and besides, besides your six eyes, who else has the ability to kill Xinyue?" Lu Jue asked.

"Although I had a feud with the Great Heavenly Division before, it was also because of the sky, after the fall of the sky, I cooperated with the Great Heavenly Division, why should I kill her?"

"Overlord, the Great Heavenly Division was indeed not killed by the Great God King." A woman's voice came from inside the palace, with a weeping tone.

"Suxin?" Lu Jue looked at the woman Su Xin who walked out of the hall. "You're not dead?"

Su Xin is the personal goddess of the Great Heavenly Division, and she has always been favored, and the servants of the Great Heavenly Division are all dead, and only Su Xin has nothing to do.

"Back to the overlord, the person who killed the Great Heavenly Division is Zhang Yang of Tianyou Valley, and Dugu Yu, the remnant of the prophet clan."

Su Xin told everything that happened before, and Lu Jue asked, "I heard that Zhang Yang is a person who has a perfect brain domain, and all the people hiding around him can't escape the perception, how did you survive?" ”

Su Xin said: "The incense shop of the Great Heavenly Division is burning with a shocking incense, which is a kind of divine incense that can isolate the divine consciousness, Zhang Yang turned into your appearance and came to see the Great Heavenly Division, the Great Heavenly Division has always admired the overlord, and did not use the divine power of the empty knowledge realm, so he fell into the Tao, she asked me to go to the incense shop to get incense when I escaped, and asked the overlord to avenge my lord, my lord is already pregnant!" ”

"What?" Lu Jue's face changed.

"Da Tiansi has been pregnant with your child for half a year, and in order not to affect your mood, she has restricted the growth of the divine fetus with her divine power."

When Lu Jue heard this, he half-knelt in front of the Great Heavenly Division, his palm on the abdomen of the Great Heavenly Division, looking at the slightly raised part, his face was gloomy.

"Where's the Heavenly Valley?" Lu Jue asked.

"Brother Lu Jue, there are many people in the Heavenly Valley, Zhang Yang's master and apprentice are both detached from the brain domain, and they have undefeated merits, the Great Heavenly Division and I have known each other for many years, and your hatred is also my hatred." The Six-Eyed Great God King said.

"You just have to tell me, where is the Heavenly Valley?" Lu Jue said.

"On the border continent of the Sea of Innocence and the Sea of Death, Yushu is the southernmost part." The Six-Eyed Great God King said.

Lu Jue nodded, walked up to Su Xin, and lifted her chin.

Su Xin was shy and asked, "Overlord, what do you want to do?" ”

"You are Xinyue's favorite slave maid before her death, give her a funeral."

"No, beg the overlord to spare his life, the slave doesn't want to die yet." Su Xin retreated, wanting to escape.

Lu Jue grabbed Su Xin's neck, and with a slight shock, Su Xin's soul was destroyed.

Lu Jue placed Su Xin next to the corpse of the Great Heavenly Division, and then spread his arms, the palace was shattered, the Zhou Mountain collapsed, and for a while, the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles converged from all directions, burying the Great Heavenly Division and Su Xin in it.

A few days later, on the site of the ancient kingdom of the Shenyin Continent, no one had been here for hundreds of years, and there was silence.

At this time, a young man holding a transverse flute, standing on the top of an empty and huge city, looked at the lonely smoke in the distance, the sunset of the long river, and the inexplicable sadness in his heart, and slowly blew the flute.

The flute is melodious, compassionate to all things, and even the geese and birds in the sky have slowed down the movement of their wings flapping.

"The oblique sun wears the curtain, and the slight coolness gradually enters the sycamore. How many words are endless, written to the tune of the barbarian note, this love is tens of thousands. ”

A woman's voice came from behind him, and the young man put down the flute in his hand, turned his head to look at the woman standing on the top of the city, and asked, "Who is the girl, and why do you know the poems below?" ”

"Read." The woman said. "My name is Weiyang."

"Elegant name." The youth said. "My name is Lou Xiaoai."

"I know." Weiyang said. "I have read your poems, I have been reading your poems all these years, and you have written in your poems that when you return to your hometown in June every year, you know the joys and sorrows of heaven and earth."

"The girl is so familiar with my poems, I forget when she wrote it."

"Will you forget your own poems?" Weiyang asked.

Lou Xiaoxiao nodded and said: "Well, I have written a lot of poems, most of them have been forgotten, in those years I traveled around the continent, as a bard, experienced a lot of things, traveled to many places, and met many people, and in the end I forgot about it, does the girl like my poems?" ”

"People who like your poems, who like you more." Weiyang said.

"We've just met." Lou Xiaoxiao said.

"I have been cultivating in Wutong Mountain for many years, and your poems are my only sustenance, and I have wanted to see you since I was very young."

"Yes." Lou Xiaozhi responded lightly. "I didn't expect me to be so needed by others."

"Don't you believe it?" Weiyang asked.

"Believe." Lou Xiaoxiao said. "But what if you believe it?"

"Your poems are full of sadness, I can read your state of mind, the best relationship between a man and a woman of the human race is to get married and become husband and wife, can we?"

"The girl laughed, you and I just met, I don't know who you are, you don't know who I am, I am used to freedom, and I will not be restrained by others." Lou Xiaozhi said bluntly.

Weiyang's eyebrows frowned slightly, she covered her heart, feeling sour.

When night fell, Lou Xiaoxiao said goodbye, walked into an empty hall in the ancient country, set up firewood, and sat by the fire.

"It's windy at night in the Shenyin Continent, if the girl doesn't dislike it, she can come to roast the fire."

When Weiyang heard this, he landed at the door of the empty hall and looked around.

"I see that the girl has the power of the ancestor of the divine bird in her body, I don't know who the girl is taught by?"

"My master is Yuanfeng."

"It turned out to be the descendant of the ancestral spirit Yuanfeng, the future superior." Lou Xiaoxiao said quietly.

"What is a superior?" Weiyang asked.

"Under the firmament, all things are regarded as ants."