The dim void, no one knows if this is a real place, or an illusory dream, where everything is so real, and vice versa.

Yi Xiaochen lost the soul of the Broken Soul that condensed the evil breath in the chaos and ignorance, but lost it in the chaos and ignorance, and even returned to the original in the current chaos and ignorance, the spirit of greed, filth and filth of self imprisoned himself all the time like a shackle, and even fought for his rotten body, but when he fell into the void again, the root of the spirit of the evil was changed by the Di Shu Void Soul that fused the magic power of the Righteous Ancestors, In the face of the arrogance and devouring of Di Shu's Void Soul, the Flame Demon, the Soul Eater Demon, the Drought Demon, and the Yin Worm Jiao, which were once evil creatures and spirit beasts in the Yin Realm, were all desperate for existence at this moment.

Di Shu's void soul wandered in the realm of nothingness, and behind it, a thick fire surrounded the purple bright sun, which was the root of the yang phase, and it was also the one it had taken from the hands of the resolute man who destroyed the evil magic formation of King Di Shu, as long as the yin and yang were combined, everything would be in vain, and life and death would no longer be the first and last in the world.

Yi Xiaochen's arms are far apart, the cyan soul breath is attached to his body like a streamer armor, in the face of the overwhelming evil breath purple qi, he desperately resists, but Di Shu's void soul is as heavy as a mountain, the tide is rushing, and the coercion one after another struggles to impact his Yi Xiaochen's soul, under this coercion, the fire demon, dissipated into countless dark light flames scattered into this void realm, and was then devoured by the purple remnant soul black spirit, and the two evil things of Yin Jiao and Drought Fish are like straws, annihilated in the endless turbulence, Only the blue-gray ghost-like Soul Eater Demon is still struggling to support, and countless purple ghost heads have come to devour its Void Venerable, but Yi Xiaochen is immortal, how can the Soul Eater Demon who is its soul soul die?

"Yi Xiaochen... Yi Xiaochen..."

The chaotic confusion, the surging desire and evil, the voice that had disappeared in Yi Xiaochen's mind actually reappeared at this moment, and it was at this moment that the cold wind in the void was everywhere, and the soul was full of breath, Di Shu's void soul was stunned, and immediately roared: "Bastard beast, you have sealed me for hundreds of years, isn't it enough..."

It's just that this place is empty, and its roar is like a stone sinking into the sea, quickly dissipating without a trace, only the thick fiery red flames in the distance are good to gather, and in the blink of an eye, these flames turn into long dragons, rushing the purple remnant soul breath aside, separating it from Yi Xiaochen, and then entwining Yi Xiaochen in it.

The scorching feeling, the cold soul breath, Yi Xiaochen almost dispersed his soul in the intersection of yin and yang, but when the long dragon flame spread out and a void soul surfaced, Yi Xiaochen calmed down, the void soul was incomplete, but his soul consciousness was extremely clear.

"The descendants of the Resolute, it seems that the fate of the Resolute has not been cut off from the roots..."

"Who are you..."Yi Xiaochen asked loudly, the wisps of flame were like eccentric demons brushing in front of him, making the soul eater demon in front of Yi Xiaochen annoyed, this cyan guy who looked like a demon kept making a fierce sound, in a vain attempt to deter these fire spirits, but he didn't want to say in a deep voice: "Yi Xiaochen, the fate of the Yi, sad and weeping, the sins of the ancestors have to be repaid by the clansmen of later generations, which makes the Yizhi fewer and fewer, and the fate of the Yi family is getting narrower and narrower, but the Yizhi is like this, the lock of the sky, how can it be, Therefore, as posterity, we can only repay it in this way. ”

"Who the hell are you? Why? ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm a remnant of the dead, I fled to this desert, but I still can't escape the catastrophe, even if there is no catastrophe, God will give you a catastrophe, Di Shu rebels against the sky, taken from the spell of the Yi Man, our bane, should be buried by us, I am the soul eater spirit, you are also the soul eater spirit, such a providence, can not be disobeyed, Yi Xiaochen, Di Shu void soul, the fusion of desire and evil, it should not exist..."

The words fell, this fiery red dragon flame seemed to have eyes, rushed towards Yi Xiaochen, at that moment, Yi Xiaochen was in a lot of pain, as if he was still baked like a mountain of flames, as everyone knows, this is the power of the yang phase, the yin phase is combined, and the party is the yin and yang path of the resolute!

The flames dissipated, and the long dragon disappeared, replaced by a demon wrapped in blue and red flames.

Seeing this, Di Shu's void soul immediately roared: "The power of yin and yang, it is indeed the power of yin and yang, the resolute, the bastard resolute, the dirty resolute, you are going to give me such power..."

Di Shu's void soul roared and struck, and the purple halo like a canopy of heaven pressed with the purple bright sun behind it, which was about to devour this humble descendant of the Yi clan at this moment, but Yi Xiaochen had sunk in the flames and soul breath, this was not his own sinking, but his fate made him have to sink, and his body was completely dissipated, only the soul devouring body burst out with that trace of heart, devouring such a void soul and evil, and banning the power of Yi's yin and yang to break the root, only in this way, Yi's fate can be regarded as reborn, of course, It can also be said to be completely gone...

The soul is evil, merciless murder, mercy, filth, filth... All this power ended at the moment when Yi Xiaochen sank into the Soul Devouring Demon Spirit.

A huge vibration came out from the void realm, as if the impact of the collapse of the sky and the earth instantly destroyed the place of the tomb, Mingzun, Feng Linirvana, Proud World Tenglin These people were washed out of this dirty place of lust by the huge wind flow in an instant, before losing consciousness, the wind left Nirvana and hesitated pathetic but weeping, although he did not enter the void realm, but he seemed to understand something, everything seemed to be over.

******

The autumn leaves are flying, the cold wind is slightly cool, and the world is like the beautiful woman immersed in sleep, always so quiet.

The Ministry of Non-Natural Security of the Southern Ming Dynasty has been empty at this time, and the collapse and defeat of the Pavilion Organization has made everything meaningless, and in the same way, the Win Clan, the Mongolian Clan, and the Proud World, the evil people and Taoists who hide the world, have also disappeared from the world like evaporation at a certain moment, and the originally chaotic Dao finally returned to its proper appearance at this moment.

I don't know where, I don't know when, in the faint rain and fog, a person, an umbrella, walking silently, the wind stays, the rain breathes, the sun shines, she collects the umbrella, looks up, it seems that everything is the same as before, but the blood-red Mu Zi is telling that everything has changed, I don't know when, she has become accustomed to such a quiet life, but the bloodthirsty meaning in the heart and soul is like a rotting worm that burrows into the depths of the body, slowly eroding her soul, or rather, she should have no soul, she is just a corpse with a human heart, a zombie whose source cannot be found.

"Maozi, you died with your evil big brother in that ghost place, but you know what, I seem to have gotten used to such a bloody life!"

She spoke softly, her eyebrows were clear, but the moment she turned around, Senbai's corpse teeth had protruded slightly, Shirley, what will happen to this evil man who survived in the ancient city of Shatuo at a loss...

*******

The sea of sand, the endless desolation and desolation, the sand dunes that no longer change the terrain all the time with the roar of the wind, and the bells of the caravans are still ringing faintly, and no one knows where they are coming from or where they are going.

"Ji Yu, is it worth it?"

"I don't know, but... He... Won't die... Because we live..."

The words fell, the people breathed, two figures, a group of camels, accompanied by the scorching wind, continued to wander in this sea of sand...

******

At the foot of Dongzhou Peak, the two of them have been fishing for a long time.

"That person, will he really die?"

"Dead? Am I afraid otherwise? ”

"So, where will he be?"

"Where he should be..."

As the words fell, Zhongli threw the fishing rod in his hand farther into the water, as if something was waiting for him somewhere...

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Finish!