Facing the desperate blow of the Oriental Boundless Phoenix Allure, Kuiba shook his head with a smile, and then shouted at the Oriental Boundless Phoenix Allure with a wild laugh: "You worms, suffer death!" ”

After saying that, I saw this Kuiba hands rushing towards the Boundless Phoenix City in the East, and saw the blood-red energy blasting towards them quickly.

In an instant, the Purple Thunder Sword and the Ice Crystal Phoenix collided with the blood-red energy, and disappeared into invisibility in an instant. But just when Kuiba was triumphant, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and saw that the blood-red energy in front of him had been completely torn apart from the middle, and Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya each rushed straight over with a long sword.

Kuiba was shocked, and before he could react, he was already pierced through the heart by the long sword in the hands of Dongfang Wuya and Feng Chengcheng.

"Hahaha. You little worms, I am immortal! I'm going to tear you apart. ”

When Kuiba was dying, he dared to make a big statement, but despite his cruel words, he soon turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

Seeing that he had killed Kuiba, Feng Chengcheng was happy in his heart, but at this time, he heard a series of loud rumbling noises, and this underground palace that had sealed this Kuiba was about to collapse.

Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya glanced at each other, and when they made up their minds to escape from here first, the two of them rushed outside.

Soon, the two of them rushed out of the dungeon and returned to their original world.

"Now that Quibal has been eliminated, we can breathe a sigh of relief." Outside the window, a full moon slowly shone on Feng Chengcheng's face, and her face was so relaxed today, looking at the sky quietly.

"yes, that's very good." Dongfang Wuya gently hugged Feng Chengcheng from the afterlife, and hugged her tightly into his arms, this feeling of loss and recovery is indescribable, he doesn't want to see Feng Chengcheng like that again in this life, once is enough, that one time is enough to make him feel heartache and can't breathe.

Feng Tingcheng didn't answer, turned around Dongfang Wuya's waist, buried his head in his chest, and his nose was full of his smell, which made Feng Tingcheng extremely relieved.

They didn't see a red star in the distance in the sky falling into the valley far away.

"Bang." A loud bang rang out in the distant valley, and the high mountains seemed to have been torn apart by a thread, and a flash of red fire quickly stained the sky red, and the mountains hissed and groaned, as if a mighty beast had been torn apart by someone and let out its last despair.

The animals on the mountain range also felt the scorching heat and rushed away, and suddenly countless spirit beasts and creatures in the deep forest surged outward, for fear that they would be drowned by the merciless sea of fire behind them in one step.

The geese in the distance in the sky carefully avoided the burning volcano and flew away.

The farmer in the field looked at the red fire that began to spread from the top of the mountain, wiped the sweat from his face, and scrambled home.

Just when people began to pack up their things, the Red Sea stopped halfway up the mountain, not down, people stopped their movements and looked at the mountains that were red from afar, and at the top of the mountain range, a figure of red clouds like fire slowly emerged, this person was Kuiba, he slowly emerged from the hot magma, moved his eyes, a trace of evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the robe on his body added a weirdness and mystery to him, this sea of fire was born for him.

"What's that?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in the crowd pointed to the figure of a person slowly emerging from the volcano.

"Is it a god?" Some people opened their mouths in question, what immortals are not immortals in such an environment.

Everyone stared blankly at the slowly falling figure, who came on the red sea of fire.

The majesty of the body made everyone's knees fall down with a soft thump, and they looked at the figure blankly and didn't dare to make a sound.

The coercion of this body carried infinite fear, like the breath of death, which made the babies in the crowd cry, and the woman covered the baby's mouth in horror for fear that something was wrong.

Kuiba plucked out his ears, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the robe in his hand, there was no sound of breathing.

The fire on the mountain burned for a whole day and night, until a huge rainstorm completely extinguished it, leaving only the blackened land on the mountain bare in the mountains, the houses in the villages at the foot of the mountain after the heavy rain have long been broken, a thin blood road winds in the fields, making a hissing sound, the plants where the blood road winds through quickly withered, leaving the black earth, all this as if nothing had happened, as if it should have been like this, all together so peaceful, There is also some mysterious and frightening feeling in the light of the night.

"Dad, my mother has called you to dinner." In the field, a little girl ran to the man who was working in the field, and behind her a pot-bellied woman carried a basket and carefully followed the little girl.

"Eh, here we are." The man in the field wiped the sweat drops from his forehead, slowly walked to the little girl, and picked the little girl up: "Did you listen to your mother today?" ”

"Yes." The little girl nodded seriously in the man's arms, her face revealed innocence and loveliness, and her serious appearance made the man laugh, put the little girl down, took out a wild fruit, wiped it on her clothes and handed it to the little girl, the little girl happily held the fruit and ran to the woman: "Mother eats." ”

"If your mother doesn't eat it, you eat it." The woman touched the little girl's head, and her face was full of love.

"Let's eat." The woman handed the basket to the man, reached out and rubbed her aching waist, looked up at the sun in the sky, and handed the man the water.

"You won't have to work so hard in another month." Seeing the woman's hard work, the man's heartache did not show it, and he said lightly, and began to eat.

The woman nodded, looking at the clouds in the distance in a daze, the man occasionally raised his eyes to look at her, and the two whispered to each other, and the people who were busy with the farm in the distance also stopped what they were doing and waited for the woman in the family to bring food.

The children are running happily in the fields, and together they are so peaceful and full of hope.

The man beckoned to the little girl on the field while eating a big meal, suddenly his face was hot, countless water droplets fell on his face, he looked at the sun in surprise, the blue sky and white clouds, looked down and saw that the white rice and yellow pickles were sprinkled with a layer of bright red blood, the woman next to him was still sitting upright, only there was no breath, the stomach was broken a big hole, countless internal organs rolled out, and the blood flowed all over the ground, A man in black beside him was holding a baby less than a month old, staring at the baby curiously for a while, reaching out to twist the baby's head off, and then looking at the man holding the bowl in a daze, and pointing his fingers at the man.

The baby's head fell at the feet of the little girl, who stared blankly at the head of her closest relatives and her disemboweled mother in the distance.

Kuiba's hand grabbed the man's neck, and with the other hand he tore the man's arm off, and the man's last voice was directed to the little girl: "Run." ”

The little girl picked up the baby's head on the ground and turned to run. The body was quickly buried in the tall grass.

The field soon withered, the blood was snaking, the little children were torn off their limbs one by one, and if the cicadas wriggled on the ground like chrysalis, slowly losing consciousness, this field was full of stumps, and the blood eroded the land.

"Boundless, look." Feng Chengcheng looked at the black qi that slowly spread in the distance, and this black qi spread from a long distance.

Dongfang Wuya sat on the opposite side of the wind and clouds, looking up, with some deep thought in his eyes.

"It's horrible, it's horrible." A man sitting next to him patted his chest and said to his friend, "You didn't see it, that scene was terrible." ”

"Tell me, what's going on?" Another friend grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Look at you, I haven't seen anything in so many years." ”

"Don't you know, when I came back from the Yangcheng dart, I passed by a village in Wangshan yesterday, and the whole village died, and the body was dismantled, and the blood stained the land, and those internal organs rolled down to the ground." The man couldn't help but retch as he spoke.

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