"Chirp!"

The starry sky tore apart, flames burned the stardom, and a huge flame bird flew out of the void.

"The Holy Land of the Sun will be sealed, forget about what happened here, go the way you should go, and don't disappoint your master. ”

A voice came into Ye Ling's mind, Ye Ling stood on top of the flame bird, looked at the other side of the starry sky under the sun's disk, and saw a white shadow that flashed one by one, his expression was slightly condensed.

It was Yuyang, she also left the Holy Land of Shooting the Sun, the Holy Lord of Shooting the Sun had fallen, and she didn't have to leave behind.

"Boom-"

The starry sky trembled, and an ancient, vicissitudes of life spread in all directions with the sun disk as the center, and there seemed to be a few people standing between the brilliant sun on the sun disk.

"The ancestors, the descendants are not filial, so that the Holy Land of Shooting Sun has declined here, and they have to use this method to preserve the Holy Land of Shooting Sun. ”

A voice came down from the solar disk, and several people on the solar disk took out a box, and tens of thousands of miles of starry sky sank, and in an instant, it seemed that time stood still.

Several people knelt in front of the box, gazing at the vast solar disc as if in repentance.

"Chirp!chirp!"

The beacon fire whispered, hovering in a starry sky, as if feeling something, and the flames on his body were faintly extinguished.

"Ling Ye, no matter who you are, since the Holy Lord let you leave, then let's go, don't come back, the starry sky is gone, go to the Yanshi Divine Sect, that's where you should go." ”

A voice came, echoing in a starry sky, Ye Ling looked up, and he could no longer see the people in the sun disk, and the sun disk was dimming little by little until it disappeared.

The starry sky was silent, the flames were burning, and the beacon fire was low, but the splendor of the sun-shooting holy land could no longer be seen.

The Sun-Shooting Holy Land disappeared, a mysterious forbidden technique, hiding the entire Sun-Shooting Starry Sky in the depths of the void, and the Holy Lord fell, they seemed to have sensed something and prepared in advance.

"Bell—"

In the depths of the void, in a bleak and dull world, the bell was still ringing, swirling around the land of the Three Realms, and countless people looked up, looking at the solar disc that had lost its brilliance, and their expressions trembled.

"The Holy Lord has fallen. ”

A voice came down from the Heavenly Realm, and it entered the minds of everyone in the Three Realms, and countless people trembled.

"Thanks to the grace of our ancestors, we have left behind the Array of Eternal Beings, and from this day on, the Holy Land of the Sun Shooting will escape into the void, and will be isolated from the world from now on, if possible, perhaps we will have the opportunity to recreate one day in the world. ”

An old man in a white robe stood in the sky, looked at the sentient beings in the Three Realms, and said.

If there is a chance, maybe there will be a chance to reappear in the world in the future, if there is no chance, maybe the Sun-Shooting Holy Land will really disappear, and there will be no Sun-Shooting Holy Land in the endless starry sky.

In the Heavenly Palace, in the ancient corridor, there is another mural, a young man in a golden robe, sitting under the sun disk, looking at the world, with a touch of relief on his face.

In the human world, in a deep valley, several powerhouses of the Void God Realm in the Sun-Shooting Holy Land gathered here, looking at a young man in the valley who was concentrating on cultivation and not asking about the world, his expression was complicated.

"The Holy Bone Seals the Heavens, if no one breaks the sky, sooner or later we will all die here, we are all old, we have all come to an end, only he can become the one who breaks the sky. ”

"I have probed his bloodline, and it is not inferior to my bloodline of shooting the sun, and within three generations, the concentration of the bloodline has reached the extreme, but it does not seem to be like the bloodline of the human race. ”

"I checked where Hou Yun went during the period when she disappeared, but the clue was broken in the Shenshui Starry Sky. ”

......

A few people said, looking at the young man in the valley, there was a solemn look in his eyes.

"The night after!"

A voice came from the valley, and the boy opened his eyes, looked at an attic in the valley, and with a smile on his face, he jumped off the stone and flew to the attic.

Several people looked at this scene, shook their heads, raised their steps, and walked into the valley.

"No matter who his bloodline comes from, whether it is human blood or not, now he has the blood of my Sun-Shooting Holy Land flowing in his body, it is the Holy Son of my Sun-Shooting Holy Land, and it is also the hope of my Sun-Shooting Holy Land. ”

"Only he can lead the Sun-Shooting Holy Land out of its predicament, all we need to do is wait. ”

Several people said, looking at the attic that was close at hand, hearing the sound from the attic, a smile appeared on their faces, and when they walked into it, no one saw the different color in the eyes of the red-robed woman.

The glorious curtain ended, the light of the sun was not there, the flames were surging, Ye Ling stood on the flame bird, staring at the star dome, and it was silent.

"Beacon fire, do you know him?" Ye Ling asked, beacon fire roared lowly, Ye Ling looked at a starry sky again, and saw a confused rain sword in a starry sky, with a smile on his face.

Ye Ling and Fenghuo were sent out of the Sun-Shooting Holy Land by the red-robed woman with one palm, and Yujian was brought out by Yuyang, and he also saw all this, a holy land, just disappeared between the stars.

Once, when the human race was at its peak, dozens of holy sons stood together, and the Sun-Shooting Holy Land could also be ranked in the top ten, but now, the Holy Lord of the Sun-Shooting Holy Land has fallen, and that glorious Holy Land has really fallen.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Ye Ling, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Midnight, I heard in the Divine Water Holy Land that the reason why the Sun Shooting Holy Land can still have the name of the Holy Land is because of the Sun Shooting Holy Lord, who is rumored to be the rebirth of the remnant soul of the ancient sage, and has an extremely terrifying origin, and the alien race is also afraid of this so they dare not attack on a large scale. ”

"Now that the Holy Lord of the Sun Shooting has died, and the Holy Land of the Sun Shooting is hidden, the alien race must have already known this news. ”

He said, with a solemn face, Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he glanced at the dim solar disc in the starry sky, the flames swept away, and the beacon flame spread its wings and flew towards the starry sky.

"The Sun-Shooting Holy Lord has fallen!"

The solar disc lost its brilliance, the Sun-Shooting Holy Land disappeared, and the news spread throughout the Sun-Shooting Sky in an instant, and then spread to other starry skies, and also to the ears and eyes of the alien race.

"A wisp of remnant soul, living for more than 200,000 years, this endless starry sky is only able to do it, but unfortunately, the dead should die eventually, this is the rule, no one can disobey. ”

On the top of a starry sky, a purple-eyed alien stood up, looking at a star dome with an indifferent expression.

"The Terrans rose out of the desolation, and it should also be finally desolate, and everything should be over. ”

"It's time to go. ”

......

The alien army, which had been stagnant in the starry sky, began to march towards the starry sky, densely packed and mighty, like a tide, pouring into the starry sky.

The war really began, this is the last battle of the Sun-Shooting Starry Sky, and it is also a war that is almost impossible to win, the Sun-Shooting Holy Lord has fallen, the Sun-Shooting Holy Land is hidden, and half of the powerhouses at the peak of the Sun-Shooting Starry Sky have gone.