In a doomsday world on the verge of collapse, the woman in Tsing Yi stands alone in front of the world barrier, resisting the chain of heavenly dao that devours the origin of the world. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Behind her is the continent that has fallen into the end of the world, the sun and moon are dark, the stars are dim, the earth is fission, flames are spewing out from the earth's crust, the fierce Nine Heavens Gang wind is raging on the ground, and the great flood of destruction has set off a tsunami of tens of thousands of feet, and even the magnificent ocean has suddenly dropped dozens of meters above the horizon.

Earth, fire, feng shui are raging, disasters are frequent, and the six realms are chaotic, if it weren't for the woman in Tsing Yi trying her best to resolve it, I'm afraid this world would have been shattered.

The sacred tree rooted in the human realm burned, withered, broken, and collapsed, and the destruction of the sacred tree extended to the high divine realm, and the foundation built on the tree made a terrible cracking sound!

At this moment, I don't know how many gods are wailing in unison!

With the collapse of the laws of the world, the passages connecting the human world to the demon world, the demon world, the ghost world, the god world, and the immortal world appeared in the air one after another, and the six worlds rerefined the earth, fire, feng shui, and turned into one.

Demons, demons, ghosts, gods, and immortals have torn off the veil of mystery, fallen into the dust, and looked around with frightened eyes, looking at the peerless style that guarded the world.

"Nuwa's descendants..."

Fu Xi's palms were firmly clenched under the cover of the wide sleeves, and bits of golden divine blood dripped from between his fingers. In the past, Nuwa gave up her body and turned into a multicolored stone to repair the traces of the sky, but now she is a descendant of Nuwa, saving the world.

"What a great opponent!"

Demon Zunlou's eyes widened, and his eyes burned with a strong fighting spirit.

As for the Nuwa bloodline... Hundreds of years have passed, and the goddess named Youyu has reappeared in the world.

But now there is a Frog clan, and it has nothing to do with the woman in the sky.

"Why... That person she doesn't... Colorful stones..."A fairy looked at the sky suspiciously, opened his mouth, but seemed to be taboo about the unspeakable name, and replaced the name of the woman in Tsing Yi on the horizon with 'that person', and even said the following words in a slurred manner.

The immortal god who had a posthumous hajj didn't know what happened hundreds of years ago, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him clearly by relying on his identity, and he said nonsense: "Yes, if this woman is acquainted, she will incarnate into a colorful stone to repair the sky early, how can the divine realm collapse, so greedy for life and afraid of death, the crime is extremely evil." ”

"Hey, Shen Yan, don't you want to die?!" The face of the immortal god who had experienced the battle of sacrificing the sky turned blue, and he hurriedly grabbed the young immortal god who filled the vacancy and hurriedly covered his mouth.

However, this was already heard by everyone, and it immediately attracted a curse.

"Whew! What kind of thing are you, why should you sacrifice Qing'er to save you slut! ”

The young immortal god broke away from the others, and angrily poked his finger at the man in front of him who was arrogantly dressed in white: "You are..., but you are just an immortal, even if you become an immortal, you are also a lowly human being, just like that woman in the sky, how can you compare to our immortal gods." ”

The unruly man in white raised his hand to hold the fingers of the young immortal god, Xuan Xiao launched his mana, and with a click, he directly broke the fingers of the young immortal god, making this guy scream in pain.

"Heh, it's just a mere immortal god, if Yuan Ying hadn't killed hundreds of you gods back then, do you think you, a waste, would be able to replace the god position?"

Isn't the person who said this Xuan Xiao?

As soon as Xuan Xiao spoke, it seemed that frost had come, quieting down all the noisy immortals, gods and demons.

His contemptuous and disdainful eyes scanned back and forth at the immortals, gods and demons in front of him who had once looked up at all beings like ants.

"Sacrifice... Hahaha~~~ You guys are also worthy? This sentient being has never given Qing'er any kindness, but Qing'er has always been kind to the world, as a god of merit, Qing'er has paid a lot for this decaying world, and you still want to sacrifice her life to save you dogs who live as long as turtles? Are you kidding? Why do you have it? What ability is greater responsibility... Phew, fuck the responsibility, Qing'er's ability is her own hard work, what's the matter with this bullshit sentient beings, what about you garbage gods and demons.

Nuwa mends the sky, I Xuanxiao is indeed very admired and grateful, even if Lord Nuwa shows up on the spot and asks me to return my life to her, I will kill myself immediately without saying a word, I am not a man for a second!

But that was Nuwa's own choice, not forced by anyone, not unwilling, not responsible, not obligation, just that she wanted to do it.

But if anyone wants to fucking engage in any kind of moral bondage, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill him! ”

Xuan Xiao is also out of the way, anyway, the world is at an end, who can keep the quality of bullshit to show it, just scold and scold comfortably.

The immortals, gods and demons present were scolded by Xuan Xiao heartily, all of them were gray and dirty, and their faces were like dead chickens.

Xuan Xiao and the immortals didn't know that their conversation would be eavesdropped on by others, and the woman in Tsing Yi, who resisted the general trend of the world with her meager strength, suddenly burst into a brilliant smile in the empty and uninhabited void, it was hard to imagine that she was actually a meritorious saint who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Hee-hee... Master Xuanxiao is still so unruly. ”

Suddenly, the woman in Tsing Yi seemed to sense the breath at the end of the chain of heavenly dao, and a trace of surprise and joy appeared on her face.

"Huh? Heavenly Dao is dead? This breath is... Mother, and Daddy! ”

The woman in Tsing Yi was about to leave, but looking at the world behind her, she began to hesitate again.

At this moment, a vigorous divine thought transmission swept through the sky, for fear that she would not be able to hear it.

"Qing'er, get out of here, go to Yuanying and your mother, leave this narrow world, and fly freely in the vast heavens and worlds!"

"Providence is like a knife, I Xuanxiao has never believed it, and now I don't believe it, this world is destroyed, there is no more world, there is no Qionghua, but you still have your parents, they are in the wider world."

"You've grown up, you've become prettier, more watery, and even stronger than me, and I'm so proud. Except for your marriage, which I am unable to help because I am not in retreat, I have at least lived up to Yuan Ying's trust in other places. ”

"So, let's fly!!"

Fly!

The woman in Tsing Yi, Qing'er suddenly had tears in her eyes, and turned her head to look at the ground.

The man in white who still maintained his peerless demeanor in the soil, the blood between his eyebrows was as red as a sword, and that was the face of his parents who had been diligently cared for and cared for after their disappearance.

The collapsing Kunlun Mountain in the distance, the Qionghua faction, the magnificent palace building, that was her childhood home.

There is also Miao Jiang, her hometown, the people she has dedicated all her efforts to.

The world is spinning, disasters are frequent, the wailing earth, everything that once sheltered...

Bye.

Qing'er turned her head and shed a string of crystal tears.

All the stories have become completely different since the intervention of a time-traveler named Murong Ziying.

Nuwa's descendants are no longer unconditional self-sacrifices, no self-sacrifices.

"Let's go, let's fly, get out of my shadow and fly to the wider world."

The sky is falling, the earth is burning, all beings are wailing, and the former goddess has nothing to do about it, but she has no resentment, and her eyes are full of blessings.

Another parallel immortal sword world collapsed, turning into countless crystalline and shining world fragments, flying towards the other side of the void.

At the same time, there was also a strong and powerful aura that flew to the end of the heavens along the retracting chain of heavenly paths.

(To be continued.) )