The Suzaku War had exhausted my vitality and thoughts, and it took me a long time to recover in the South of the Void before I had the strength to return to the ruins from the Void of the Universe.

Flying to the top of Buzhou Mountain, he found that the ancestral court of the Guiru Demon Dao was empty, and only Jiang Xueyang was left.

"Xie Lan, you're finally back." Xue Yang looked at me with concern and said.

"Xueyang, what about them?"

"The battle of the Heavenly Court Blue Dragon has begun, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array can't trap the Green Dragon, and I have already asked the Demon Dao disciples to go and help in the battle."

"Sandao is a family, you are doing a good job."

Having said that, I am very fond of the comfort of the Demon Dao disciples.

None of the four spirit beasts are easy to deal with, if it weren't for the extreme danger of the battle, Jiang Xueyang would not let the demon path pour out.

"Xie Lan, your top priority now is to heal and recover, there will be many variables in the battle of the Four Spirit Divine Beasts, and the Heavenly Dao Deity is also very likely to intervene."

"Okay."

Xue Yang is right, it's useless to be anxious now, the loss of divine thoughts is too much, and the entrance that was burned by the Vermilion Bird Flame has not stabilized until now.

If Heavenly Dao intervenes in the human world again, I can only watch and be powerless to stop it.

The damaged battle body can be repaired with the help of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, while the depleted divine thoughts can only be restored by relying on the entrance.

The entrance is the place where the original gods are stored, and it is also the best place to nourish the soul. In the past, when my soul was damaged, it was repaired by Yuehua in the entrance, or by Ah Li himself.

However, a fire from Suzaku almost completely destroyed my entrance, the mountain peaks collapsed and were burned into lava by the flames, the sea dried up, and the earth turned into scorched earth.

Everything was burned, and the original seal was loosened and the current entrance became a dead place again.

The entrance and the power of fate are my hole cards, and there is not much left of the power of fate, and my biggest reliance now is my entrance. The entrance became a dead place, and I lost my strongest hole card.

When I entered the entrance and looked at the scorched earth on all sides, I was confused.

I don't know where the Vermilion Bird has flown to, and I can't even sense its breath.

Too much life is water, and water gives birth to all things.

The reason why the entrance became a place of death was because the sea water was dried by the flames of the Suzaku Bird.

But where is the water available?

I am not a kun, I cannot swallow the endless sea, and I can only rely on myself to manifest myself as true qi to obtain water. My entrance is endless, and if I want to use Zhenqi to create a sea area, I am afraid that I will have to spend thousands of years of time.

Without water, the entrance would have to wither like this, and it would not change no matter how many years have passed.

While I was thinking about it, an idea struck me, and I remembered the world behind the spirit flag.

The world behind the spirit banner is an endless ocean of water, boundless with no end in sight, and even the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird will be completely annihilated if it falls into it, and there is no way to escape.

If I fuse the world behind the Conjuring Banner with my hallway, will I be able to solve the problem of water in the hallway?

With this in mind, I immediately sensed the spirit banner with my divine thoughts to communicate with the world behind it.

I wanted to open a gap in the world, but there seemed to be a force stopping me, and I couldn't bring the sea water inside into the entrance.

This force that holds me back is so powerful that I can easily shatter the Void, but I can't break the barrier between the two worlds.

In desperation, I had no choice but to use the power of fate.

The Spiritist Banner will not appear in my hallway for no reason, nor will it generate a world for no reason. As long as there is cause and effect, the power of fate cannot stop it.

Just as I was trying to use the power of fate to break through the invisible barrier between the two worlds, the Vermilion Bird suddenly returned from the sky to stop me.

"Demon Dao Patriarch, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?" Suzaku asked in surprise.

"What are the consequences?"

"Forcibly joining two unpredictable worlds will make you lose all the power of fate."

"How's that going?"

"If you lose all the power of fate, you will never get the blessing of fate again, how to fight the Heavenly Dao in the future."

"But I don't have a choice now, if I don't repair the entrance, I won't be able to restore my combat strength."

"Would you rather believe in your own power than in the blessings of fate?" Suzaku asked.

"Yes, I'd rather believe in myself." I thought about it and said.

Fate and the way of heaven are two sharp blades hanging over the heads of sentient beings.

The death of Emperor Fuxi made me see through the essence of fate, and I never took the identity of the child of fate to heart.

The so-called child of destiny is nothing more than a tool of fate, and once it loses its value, this identity is not worth mentioning at all.

The most important thing is that I know that even if I abandon this identity, fate will still stand with me.

Because it has no choice and does not stand with sentient beings, it will be directly obliterated by the Heavenly Dao.

At the moment, I closed my eyes and held the spirit flag, and introduced the power of fate into the world behind the spirit flag. With the dissolution of the power of fate, the gap between the two worlds gradually disappears......

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard the sound of the surging tide.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing on a sea of water.

The two worlds merged, and the sea water behind the spirit banner filled the hallway.

I looked into the distance and saw the illusion of Jinao Island, the ancestral court of the Demon Dao.

Jinao Island was empty, because the heroic will of the Demon Dao disciples who had died in battle had all been wiped out in the battle of Fuxi with the last wisp of the Demon Dao Patriarch's divine thoughts.

The buildings on the island are still there, but there is no longer a single Demon Dao disciple to be seen, which makes me infinitely sad.

And there will never be another Demon Dao disciple, because with the fusion of the two worlds, the spirit banner has completely disappeared from my entrance.

From now on, if any more demonic disciples die in battle, I can only write their names in my heart, and then carve them in the Valhalla of Guiru.

The will itself has no spiritual sense, and everything it does comes from the induction of the spirit flag.

The spirit banner is gone, and the will of the heroic spirit has become an ethereal energy, just like a person cannot be resurrected after death.

The Endless Sea stretched in all directions, moistening the scorched earth in the hallway, turning into river after river and stretching into the distance.

I saw mountains rising from the sea, and I saw the scorched earth turn into a cross-country under the moisture of the sea.

The water is full of air, and the clouds are all over the sky.

This brand-new world is full of heaven and earth aura, as if as long as a seed of life is invested, a world comparable to the world can evolve.

Seeing the ocean all around, I didn't know where the chance of life would appear, so I said to Suzaku, "Go and search my entrance to see where the seed of life will be born." ”

With this great change in the entrance, Suzaku was also full of emotion, and said to me before flying away, "Don't forget what you promised me." ”

"After finding the seed of life, I will make you the king of life."

……

The entrance was like a new life, and my mind was restored to its full state in an instant, even better than before.

The Immortal Battle Spirit is also more powerful, because the stronger the entrance, the stronger the soul energy will be.

After quietly feeling the changes in the hallway for a while, I withdrew my spirit from the hallway and returned to my body.

The spirit is in place, my people are still on the top of the mountain, and Ali is standing in front of me.

"Ah Li, the battle of the Blue Dragon is over?"

"Hmm."

"How many casualties are there in the Demon Dao?" I asked.

With this question, Ah Li's eyes instantly turned red, and he was choked up and speechless.

Seeing this, a bad premonition rose in my heart, and I asked her again, "Where is Xueyang?" ”

"At Valhalla."

Hearing this, I immediately flew down the mountain to Valhalla.

In the Valhalla, the snow sun is white-clothed and the snow is carving words on a stone tablet.

When I walked up to her, she had just finished carving the name of the last person, a high-ranking warrior of the Wood Clan.

"Xie Lan, you're awake."

"How many Demon Dao battles have been killed?"

"Four million five hundred and forty thousand ordinary disciples, nine thousand six hundred and eighty-three."

"Where's the general?"

"Three thousand, nine hundred and twenty-four."

I looked at the brand-new Valhalla tablets and asked again, "Have their names been engraved?" ”

"No, there are two more I want to leave for you to engrave."

"Who?"

"One is the Demon Dao Killing God, Lin Qingshui."

From the moment I entered Valhalla, my eyes were wet, and when I heard Xue Yang say the three words Lin Qingshui, I could no longer control myself, and tears rolled down.

Three thousand years ago, Lin Qingshui was my demon path killing god.

Three thousand years later, he and Helian escaped, Bai Wuya escaped from the city of vain death, and returned to the Demon Dao as a disciple of Nirvana.

It can be said that the Demon Dao can have today depends on their hard work.

After the silver fox Bai Wuyan died in battle, Lin Qingshui never said a word again.

I once looked for him and asked him if he regretted joining the Demon Dao.

"I didn't regret it three thousand years ago, and I won't regret it three thousand years from now."

The words are still in my ears, and the people are gone.

Jiang Xueyang said that there are two things that I want to engrave with my own hands, the first one is Lin Qingshui, and the status of the person I want to say last should be more important in my heart.

Thinking of this, I suppressed the sadness in my heart and asked as calmly as possible, "Who else is there?" ”

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