At this time, I don't know who is shouting, "The five-star array is open, and the divine power is unsealed!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers' desire to kill the enemy was suddenly reduced. No one is paying attention to Xihe anymore. Those who shouted and shouted at the ancient gods wanted to compete for divine power. Those who sneer at Xihe, those who claim to be righteous, and those who are eager to kill Xihe as soon as possible. In fact, all the reasons are just jealousy and fear. When they are faced with supreme divine power, when they are faced with the opportunity to cultivate into gods, who will easily give up?

Kunlun was suddenly in chaos, and no one was divided into immortals and demons in the chaos, everyone was fighting each other, trying to move forward, just to get closer to the five-star array. Seize a glimmer of opportunity for the desires of your heart.

Among the people who are competing, Ziyin is the most current. His form moved rapidly, like a ghost, weaving through the crowd. Approaching Xihe at the forefront. Xihe heard the sound behind her, and when she turned around, Ziyin just reached out and grabbed her ankle. Ziyin's face was a little hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I am determined to obtain divine power." ”

"Really?"

"Then it's up to you to see what you're capable of. ”

Xihe straightened up, she flipped her body hard, and kicked while breaking free from Ziyin. She knew her situation too well, she was seriously injured, and her divine power was constantly fading, and it would only get weaker and weaker. And Ziyin, but undamaged and intact. The cultivation is comparable to Ji Ziyang. Now that the fight starts, she has no chance to fight back at all. So she had to use her cunning skills to dodge.

Ziyin snatched the dust of the heavenly machine, stretched the dust silk for several meters, turned it into a rope, and wrapped it around Xihe's body like a snake. At this time, the red light on the horizon was great, and a hole was broken in the sky, and a red waterfall gushed out of the hole. What appears to be the form of water is actually an illusory thing. Xihe's heart was anxious, that was the consciousness embodiment of divine power. Once someone receives the flow of divine power, then the artifact will form an enchantment to isolate foreign objects from approaching until the divine power is transmitted.

Seeing that the flow of divine power had appeared, Xi He was blocked by Ziyin, and the impact between the two of them made it impossible for ordinary people to get close. Hou Qing appeared in the distance, and was about to step forward to help, but was entangled by the heavens. In any case, the divine power must not fall on Ziyin, Xi He simply no longer rushed forward to fight, but tried his best to drag Ziyin's pace. Tied with the flowers and leaves in the sky, he refused to let go.

Zi Yin watched the flow of divine power close in front of him, his eyes turned red, how could he give up easily after working hard for so long? He turned around suddenly, and the killing intent shrouded his body, making people shudder. Ziyin silently recited the secret of his heart, and the sharp arrow that originally fell to the ground suddenly flew up, Xihe couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I'm afraid that today's death time has come.

She used all her strength to gather all her true qi and hit Ziyin together. But at the same time, almost dozens of arrows pierced her body. Blood splattered. Xihe only felt that his body was light and fluttering, like a fallen leaf, and he didn't know where to fall.

Pangu God, it seems that Xihe will have a mission after all.

In a trance, she seemed to see a figure under the flow of divine power. He doesn't look like Ziyin is tall and thin, as long as it's not him, it's anyone. She felt her body getting colder, and she slowly closed her eyes.

That's fine, I've been saddled with tens of thousands of years of infamy, and it's time to end.

Suddenly, she fell into a warm embrace. Familiar feeling, familiar scent, familiar people. She barely opened her eyes, it was him, Ji Ziyang. All the things of the past slowly came to mind. Everything Ji Ziyu experienced in the world seemed to be felt by Xihe at this moment. Ji Ziyang, Ji Ziyu's love for you has accumulated over the years. What about me? I've only known you for a few months, and I've only met you a few times, so how did such feelings come about? I finally understand my heart and my feelings.

Xihe stretched out his hand, cold fingertips running across his cheeks.

Ji Ziyang, I finally saw my heart clearly, Xihe's heart has indeed moved for you. It's just that this friendship is the same as Ziyu, it is all in vain, and it is a mistake after all.

Ji Ziyang hugged Xihe in his arms, and his body emitted a strange crimson light. Xihe was in his arms, so angry that he could barely speak. And the hand holding her faintly trembled, he was different from the past, today he was wearing a red robe, losing the coldness of the white clothes in the past, but with more bewitching atmosphere. Yes, everyone fought just now, and he was the one who inherited the five-star divine power in the end.

He slowly fell from the sky with Xihe in his arms, and he could barely speak. How he feared, hated the feeling that she was leaving. Again and again in front of him. The person who was really able to be hugged in her arms, her divine power was dissipating, dissipating to the point that her body was becoming lighter and lighter, more and more transparent, as if it would disappear in the next second, and this time the disappearance was forever, and there would be no return, and there would be no chance to save it.

He hugged her tightly, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky with scarlet eyes, at this moment his eyes were no longer clear, and there was only monstrous anger in them, which could burn the heavens and the earth. He roared angrily, "I'm a Spirit Clan soldier, when will I stay at this time?"

As soon as the words fell, the spirit clan who came from nowhere suddenly started to kill. In ancient times, the only one who could stand alongside the Protoss was the Spirit Race, whose mana was so strong and its cultivation was so profound that it was almost invincible. The little boy with a baby's voice stood in the dark with his hands behind his back, and when Ji Ziyang's words came out, he showed a satisfied smile. He deliberately blocked the news of Kunlun from Ji Ziyang, in order to bring him here at the last moment, provoke him with Xihe's serious injury, and make him understand that only the Spirit Clan can help him.

It was already a melee between immortals and demons, but now the addition of the spirit clan made the Kunlun Hall suddenly quiet. Tianji and Ziyin stood in front, their steps were a little weak, but they still stood straight. Seeing Ji Ziyang's angry look that he had never seen before, he was already shocked. But more is still a pity, he can mobilize the people of the Spirit Clan, but it still shows his status in the Spirit Clan, Ji Ziyang is no longer the Immortal Venerable of Kunlun, and he is no longer the Heavenly Monarch. Everything has changed. I'm afraid that from this day on, their brothers and sisters will become old enemies.

"Ji Ziyang, do you know what you're doing now!"

Tianji still refuses to give up, how can their friendship of 10,000 years of friendship be broken. So he questioned, trying to use the previous methods to make amends, but he didn't understand, one mistake cannot be wrong, and two mistakes cannot be repeated. Now he has lost his qualifications to persuade.

"I know that, of course. ”

"Today, I want to dominate the Six Realms. From today onwards, the Liuhe Spirit Clan will be respected. ”

Ji Ziyang lowered his head, Xihe's eyes had closed slightly, and his consciousness began to gradually dissipate. He felt a fire burning in his heart, wishing he could burn all those who hurt her to ashes. Look at this is the Liuhe world he has guarded for so many years, in the end, what he has guarded and insisted on is hurting his beloved again and again. He regretted all the decisions in the past, now for Ji Ziyang, it doesn't matter if he becomes a god or a demon, or becomes an immortal.

Immortals also have desires, and demons also have tears. Nothing is absolute in this world. There is always a fine line between good and evil. No wonder people in the world often say that one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. He has been struggling with the former, and now he realizes that wanton freedom is what he wants. Being by her side is what he wants most, and if he doesn't have her for the rest of his life, then his life will no longer be complete.

The hand was suddenly held tightly by the person in her arms, and she was speechless and could only look at him. A pair of eyes as dazzling as the sun, moon and stars, bright, looking at him like this. There are too many emotions hidden in it, and there are too many feelings that want to be talked about. His heart seemed to be torn apart little by little, like a piece of paper, torn apart, scattered around. Alone, trapped in endless darkness, never able to escape, unable to mend.

"You haven't killed me, you can't die. ”

His tears unconsciously dripped on Xihe's face, warm, warm through her cold body.

She shook her head at him, her hand holding him tightly and refusing to let go. With all her strength, she said in an extremely weak voice, "There will be no time in the future." ”

Xihe's body became translucent, and the purple light around his body emitted like a meteor. The sky gradually darkened, silver light flashed, and pear blossoms floated in the sky. The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the moon is gradually setting in the east. The cool breeze blows, the gods are dying, and the heavens are different. Ji Ziyang had no way to stop her, he could only hug her tightly, hoping that she would stay and stay......

When sorrow envelops the heavens and the earth. Hou Qing suddenly jumped into the air, it released a net woven with red rope, and its body moved quickly, netting the purple light flying everywhere. He turned back to Ji Ziyang and shouted, "Hurry up and use your divine power to keep her primordial spirit!

When Ji Ziyang heard this, he suddenly slapped his palm, and used all his life strength to forcibly put the purple light that Hou Qing had caught back into Xi He's body. Sure enough, when the purple light returned to her body, her body was no longer as transparent and cold as it was just now. Ji Ziyang was overjoyed, and before he gave the order, the people of the Spirit Clan followed Houqing's example. Ji Ziyang had just inherited the divine power and had not yet merged the two into one, and he had worked hard to barely retain half of Xihe's Yuan Shen.

In the battle for divine power, almost everyone suffered a great loss of vitality. The results were quite unexpected.

Just today, the Spirit Clan, who had disappeared for many years, suddenly appeared. Ji Ziyang, who was expelled from Kunlun, got the divine power to become the spirit king and establish the spirit void secret realm. And Xihe fell into a coma and died, the ancient gods fell, and Xuandu was temporarily taken care of by Houqing. The situation in Liuhe has changed greatly, the fairy world has declined, and the world is almost three-third. The Nine Heavens, the Illusory Secret Realm, and the Xuandu are guarded side by side. And Kunlun, which was once the most eye-catching, has gradually declined.

Heaven and earth are reshuffled, and things are reincarnated, which is a new beginning.