About two hours passed, and neither side found the other's flaws, only suddenly entangled and scattered.

The battle situation is scorching, and the god of Liluo frowned, this person is indeed difficult, and the spirit of water is unpredictable, the most difficult to find, and he has already consumed most of his spiritual power in the battle just now, I am afraid that it will not be good to drag it on, so I have to think of a way.

Half-paid, Liluo suddenly dissolved the sword in his hand, his hands were sealed, and the spiritual power instantly poured out from his body, transforming into a seamless huge cover, and quickly pressed towards Yiyan.

Yiya saw that it was not good, and he also put away his sword, and used his spiritual power to turn into a spiritual cover to cover himself around him, resisting the oppression of Liluo.

"Liluo, don't struggle any more, when it comes to spiritual power, you have consumed it for so long just now, naturally it is not as deep as mine, if you continue like this, you will not have any good results, it is better to tie up and put yourself under the command of my clan."

"Oh, don't you think about it!"

Liluo said, slowly closed his eyes, and in the huge canopy, several pure and sharp arrows suddenly condensed, and attacked the protective shield condensed by Yiya, the incident happened suddenly, Yiya never expected that his spiritual power cover was actually found by the arrow and broken!

In an instant, the arrow sank into Yiya's body, and Yiya's body was carried out by the spirit arrow for a long time.

Liluo's body shook and was about to fall, but fortunately, Amber reached out and quickly stepped forward and caught it, and the soldiers of the Protoss below cheered, on the battlefield, defeating and destroying the enemy's leader would be a very exciting thing for the army. The more the soldiers killed, the more courageous they became, and even the spirit bell was difficult to resist.

"Yes, I am worthy of being the master of the Spirit of the Wind, and I am willing to bow to the wind, but I will not back down today! It is bound to earn a city for my people! ”

Yi Ya said, supporting his trembling body, sealing with one hand, and pointing at the spiritual platform with two fingers, a more powerful and surging spiritual power instantly oppressed the soldiers of the Protoss and couldn't breathe! Yiya slowly opened his eyes, pulled his fingers out, and a round and pure purple bead floated out from his spiritual platform.

"It's not good, he's going to detonate the spirit vortex! Yiya, why do you want to be like this? ”

"Why bother? Isn't that what we're born with? This war has been going on for ten years! No matter who wins, I just hope it will end soon. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and crushed the spiritual vortex, because he was the closest, and with only one breath, he was shattered by the spiritual power and disappeared between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were calm, and all living beings in this space, except for the Protoss soldiers, were crushed to ashes.

Si Hui opened his eyes and looked at the gray debris flying in the sky outside the transparent spiritual power cover, but he couldn't find a silver-white figure.

"God?!! Leaving the Fallen God?!! …”

"God!! Where are you?!! ”

…………

It turned out that at the same time as he pinched and exploded the spirit vortex, he quickly drew out his own spirit vortex, and cast a protective shield for all the Protoss soldiers, and he, because he was far away from the soldiers, had no time to escape into it, and could only be shattered into ashes with the spiritual power of everything being destroyed.

Lan Zeyun's divine sense drifted farther and farther, floating through this space, I don't know how long it took to float, and came to the bank of the Zimu River where the gods and demons gathered!

The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, the war drums are proclaimed, and the war song is not extinguished!

The two dark and white rivers of Zimu are distinct, and the two patriarchs step on the divine beasts and hold long swords, hanging above the river.

"Changting, do you really want to fight?"

Mo Yi, the patriarch of the demon clan in black clothes, still couldn't bear it after all.

"Ayi, look at these people under us, whether they are of your clan or my clan, what is the twinkle in those eyes? They want a peaceful and stable world, their families, and even more so their wives, if it were just the two of us, I would be willing to let you do anything about this world, but you also know that this battle is not something you and I can control. ”

Mo Yi also looked down, whether it was the gods or the demons, there was an unstoppable light in their eyes, they were not alone at this time, they were fighting for the clan, after this battle, they would either be wiped out from now on, or they would be safe and smooth for a long time!

"Anyway, no matter who wins this battle, we hereby agree that we will include the rest of each other's people in our own race, and never shed another drop of blood."

"Yes, yes."

The wind swept through the loess, and the war of gods and demons still broke out in which all the soldiers were like crazy, but in half an hour, the water of the Zimu River had been dyed blood red, and a black and white figure floated on it, and the sky suddenly rained rain, the wind howled, accompanied by the passionate and undulating war song, the war song is no longer a war song, but more like a tragic song for the ages!

This battle has been going on for a day, and it can be described as a real hell on earth. The two sides seem to have a determination not to die!

At this moment, the sky suddenly stopped, the wind was gone, and the warm sun was great!

The heavy clouds and mist were dispersed, the warm light of the sun shone on the earth, the soldiers of the gods and demons suddenly lost their strength, the war song stopped, all the soldiers stopped moving, looked up at the blue sky, between the heaven and the earth, all the bloody rivers became clear again, and the land was regrown with tender green grass and delicate flowers. The turbid and bloody aura that permeated the heavens and the earth was swept away! A scene full of life!

Someone in the sky stepped on the clouds, surrounded by the golden and harmonious light, and a slender and slender hand turned a string of white jade-like Bodhi seeds back and forth, one behind the back. A warm voice came from the air.

"If after this battle, I am afraid that this world will not be reborn, what is the point? Every grass and tree in this world has aura, and such a bloody wind and rain will only pollute the aura, and I am afraid that some evil will come out in the long run. Since you two clans can't survive together, it's better to sacrifice them all and find a place to survive. ”

The patriarch of the Protoss and the Demon Clan glanced at each other, and then bowed to the people in the sky, in fact, the two of them didn't think about it, but who wants to, now they have lost both, and the blood is flowing like a river, making the lives miserable, what is the point in the end.

"Your Excellency is taught!"

"So very good, I cut off the floating slaughter, repair the living beings in the world, the Buddha said: the Tao is natural, the facts have cause and effect reincarnation, with great goodness, can start from the beginning."

After that, it rained golden rain in the sky, and those dead children of the gods and demons,

They all turned into golden butterflies, scattered between the heavens and the earth, and everywhere they went, they became creatures in the world. Since then, heaven and earth have been divided, and gods and demons have made a truce.

Lan Zeyun's divine consciousness finally couldn't support it anymore and dissipated in the ancient time and space.

The spirit worm had been circling around Lan Zeyun, occasionally leaning close to her face and sniffing.

Suddenly, I saw a bright and warm teardrop slip from the corner of Lan Zeyun's eyes.

With his consciousness scattered, Lan Zeyun himself was also counterattacked, and his already thin body could no longer support it, his body weakened, he fell to the ground, and fainted unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, then I rubbed my forehead, opened my eyes slightly, and woke up, but my head was still swollen and aching as if it had been run over by something.

Lan Zeyun got up, patted his sleeves, touched the brilliant purple spirit flower on the table with both hands, and then lay on the bed, looking at the dark void with his eyes slightly open.

This ancient memory is undoubtedly heart-shaking for Lan Zeyun, Lan Zeyun has mixed feelings, the spiritual power aura of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods felt by that trace of divine consciousness still makes her hands tremble, and she can't stop for a long time, and the tragic war song on the bank of the Zimu River is also exciting!

However, what touched Lan Zeyun the most was the falling god, as well as the legendary person who repaired the living beings in the world, Lan Zeyun's divine sense did not see the person's face clearly, and even the whole figure was vague, but the Bodhi bracelet in his hand, the power exuded from the body, actually made people have a feeling of time standing still and everything was peaceful, that kind of power is simply indescribable, gentle and calm, without a little bit of strength and killing intent, but it just wants to make people look up, It seems that the strongest spiritual power in the world can only bow his head and surrender in the face of that force, and he does not dare to make a mistake. That kind of power, it doesn't seem like spiritual power.

This is not to be said for the time being, but the heart of the gods and the people who have great love and are willing to sacrifice themselves for the common people in the world is worthy of anyone's admiration. In that kind of realm, it is naturally beyond itself, and it has already reached another point where people can only look at it. These two people should indeed be remembered for centuries and sung in the annals of history by the Three Realms.

This journey of divine consciousness also allowed Lan Zeyun to see the shocking power of the spiritual power of the ancient wind. The tree stops the wind, everything in the world moves with the wind, things are still and the wind is not quiet, this is the spirit of the wind!

Lan Zeyun's divine sense was affected by the ancient spiritual power, and he always felt that he could grasp something, and he couldn't say what he felt, just like there was a person who had been playing hide and seek with him, and he had spent a lot of effort, but he still couldn't find it, or rather, there was a wisp of thought in his mind, and he seemed to be pulling himself to the depths as if he were nothing, just waiting to peel off the cocoon and reach that unknown place.

Lan Zeyun closed her eyes, her consciousness had sunk, she didn't know where she was going, and the spirit vortex seemed to be faintly moving, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with herself, at this moment she just wanted to follow the wisp of thought in her heart, although there was a dark void in front of her, she still wanted to go, so she slowly closed her eyes, relaxed her body, and wandered lightly with that wisp of divine thought.

There is no movement on the top floor of the huge library pavilion, and even the brilliance of the night pearl has dimmed a lot, there is no wind and no rain, no noise, no red dust trivialities, no you, no me, no other.

The lovely spirit insect puffed and instigated its wings to come to the bed, and saw that Lan Zeyun had escaped into the path of enlightenment at this time, his breathing gradually weakened, and there was a layer of silver-white light on his body, so he also yawned, curled up, and fell asleep soundly on the side.

Outside the house, spring comes to summer, late summer and autumn harvest, autumn goes to winter solstice, and the four seasons are reincarnated, and they are not endless. But time has completely lost its meaning to this room, and everything in this world has nothing to do with this room at this moment.