The black smoke was like a solidified solid, and the scorching red magma lay on the ground like a string.

At this time, Xing Yi was scorched black, which was the result of being burned by magma. Most of the flesh and blood on his body had been burned, revealing the bones inside, which were clearly visible one by one, which was very scary.

At the same time, Xing Yi's eyes were also burned blind. It was extremely miserable, if it weren't for the desperate protection of his internal organs, Xing Yi would have died at this time.

Although he was seriously injured and would die at any time, Xing Yi ignored it, and as soon as he came out of the sea of fire, he rushed straight to Xiao with his innate and astute intuition.

I don't know if it was out of shock or if the previous attack had drained Xiao's energy. He stood motionless in the void, watching the dark shadow zoom in little by little. Until a heavy punch landed on him in the face

Xiao was knocked out, like a kite with a broken string, planted straight on the ground.

Xing Yi followed, and almost at the moment when Xiao just landed, he lifted Xiao from the pit with a probe, and hit Xiao one after another like crazy punches. That crazy hideous look. It's chilling.

But Xiao didn't seem to feel anything, no matter how violent Xing Yi was, no matter how fierce the attack was, he completely accepted it and didn't resist, in the process, he just stared at Xing Yi with both eyes. There are no joys or sorrows, and there are no emotional fluctuations.

Xingyi was not relented by Xiao's non-resistance, which only provoked the tyranny in his heart. Xiao Ke Xiao Ai's death once again appeared so clearly and truly in front of his eyes, Xing Yi hated Xiao's cruelty, and at the same time hated his own incompetence.

The charred black fist without a bit of flesh and blood was as powerful as an extraterrestrial meteorite and hit Xiao's face, punch after punch, Xiao's jaw was knocked off, and his face was sunken and deformed.

But Xiao's calm eyes looked at Xing Yi without blinking, as if the target of Xing Yi's attack was not him but someone else.

In this place, which Xiao called the end of the world, the meteorites on the horizon still pierced the sky with supreme divine power, rubbing against the air to create a dazzling fire.

Xing Yi has completely lost himself and has become violent and bloody. Xiao was lifted high by him like a rag doll for a while, and then slammed into the ground and trampled wildly.

For a while, he was thrown around with his legs pulled. After a while, he was pressed to the ground and beaten wildly, screaming and wailing while beating.

In such a beating, Xiao's already blurred body became even more blurred, almost disappearing transparently.

As his body changed, the world grew darker and darker, and the ground began to crack and crumble, and the magma underneath rose and fell like an ocean stirred by a storm.

Finally, when Xiao's body was about to disappear, his eyes moved, his lips opened slightly, and he said intermittently in that hoarse and faint voice, "No~over~as~this."

After saying this, his body turned into light and rain, and dissipated between heaven and earth. With the demise of Xiao, the surroundings returned to their previous appearance.

Although Xiao has dissipated. But Xing Yi didn't seem to feel it, or the anger in his heart was not exhausted. His slightly cracked bony fist was still raised and smashed down in a frenzy.

All the time, one after another, smashed to the ground. Blood and tears flowed. Grief and pain roared in unison, until the last trace of source power in the body was exhausted, until the fierce hammer turned into a soft tap on the ground. Until the hand can no longer lift the hammer. until he fell to the ground and could not move......

The cool breeze gently brushed Xing Yi's face, and his consciousness went from hazy to clear, at this time, the suffering in reality pressed on Xing Yi again, and he had to face the reality that Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai had died, although the reality was so cruel and bloody.

With an extraordinary sense of the soul. The blind Xing Yi found Xiao Ke's body, he dug a grave and buried her alive, a good place to live without shelter from the wind and rain, after her death, Xing Yi didn't want her to suffer this again, and then buried a handful of dirt stained with Xiao Ai's blood.

Thinking of that stubborn and gentle little boy, Xing Yi's heart couldn't help but hurt again.

Looking back on the past few days, everything seems to have happened right in front of my eyes, as if I can touch it with my hand, but I can never go back. Those times can only become memories forever.

The shared tribulation caused the relationship between Xing Yi and them to increase dramatically. After experiencing hardships that ordinary people can't bear, the two children have a sensible and mature age that does not match their age. Besides, they are well-behaved and pitiful. People can't help but want to protect and cherish them.

Together, they find even a little happiness in the hard and difficult days, and find light and hope in the darkness and despair.

They warm each other with each other's hearts, and they have become the closest people, a part of each other that they cannot part with.

However, all of this was ruthlessly destroyed by Xiao. Xing Yi's heart was like a large piece that could not be filled. He stood at the grave, weeping silently. The cold wind whimpered, desolate and sad. It seems to be able to read Xingyi's heart.

After burying Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai. Xing Yi walked aimlessly on the empty and lonely land. It is like a lonely boat floating in the sea, swinging with the waves. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't know where he was going.

All the soul can perceive is what is around it. At this time, he was like a man in the dark, with only a candle in his hand that flickered in the wind. All you can see is where the candlelight can reach

As for what is in the place where the candlelight does not shine, and what will appear, that will only be known after arrival.

Perhaps, the next moment, there will be an abyss, a bloodless ghost. An old corpse that is not blind .......

"Grunt", a series of thunderous rolling sounds came from Xingyi's stomach. But Xing Yi didn't care at all, and he continued numbly.

He didn't know how long he walked, but he only felt that the empty ground had a mountain peak at some point, and the path he walked was getting narrower and narrower, and as he walked, it was so narrow that it could only be walked by one person.

Xing Yi didn't care. He is like a soulless corpse, moving forward in confusion and ignorance, moving forward,

Walking and walking, the originally narrow road slowly widened, and soon a stone tablet of one zhang size appeared in front of Xing Yi, only to see a few vigorous and elegant ancient characters written on it, "The fish leaps over the dragon gate and becomes the immortal king, and the dawn appears after the ladder."

Next to the stele is the quaint stone staircase with no end in sight.

Seeing the word "dawn", Xing Yi's unwavering heart showed a trace of fluctuation. His lost seven souls and six spirits seemed to be recalled by these two words, and his eyes slowly returned to light