The surrounding whistling sound spread beyond the four peaks, and even above the sea, the roar of the Wing Clan Legion could be heard flying into the sky. The sound of wings tearing through the air was poignant and harsh.

Emperor Yu looked down on this land like a god of all gods, and in the higher sky, as if the stars were about to fall from the nine heavens, Shen Mengyou stared at the army of the Wing Clan who had turned into countless points of light and were wearing blood wings, and suddenly felt a little distracted.

This scene seems to have been encountered a long time ago.

"I'll give you a prediction......" The voice suddenly cut through the corridor of time and echoed in Shen Mengyou's ears. As soon as she turned her head, the face of the same door that she didn't love or hate, but which was closely related to her fate, appeared in front of her.

Just like a teenager, just like yesterday.

Once upon a time, on the top of the world election, only three people reached the peak, but their fates stepped into different tracks. And the person who spoke was the third person besides Shen Mengyou and Xiao Mosheng, and the former first Yunlan of Shengjue Peak.

At that time, the three of them were side by side, and they were being praised by everyone.

Shen Mengyou didn't dare to be interested, and she didn't want to listen, she was so arrogant. And the person in front of him always talks so much, and he always doesn't care if others like to hear it or not, regardless of the occasion.

"I want to predict your death. Young Yun Lan said to Shen Mengyou.

She turned her face slightly, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and she smiled coldly. For her at that age, death was so far away, and even when she stepped into the Heavenly Dao and cultivated into an immortal family, death would never come. "Tell me about it. ”

"What's the matter? Interested in listening again?" Yun Lan smiled.

Shen Mengyou turned her head and stopped talking.

Yun Lan didn't care either, and said to herself: "You will die for your beloved." ”

The expression on Shen Mengyou's face froze for a few seconds, and then returned to normal, snorting disapprovingly.

Yun Lan smiled, not dissatisfied with Shen Mengyou's contempt, but said, "This is very important. ”

Who knows, Xiao Mosheng suddenly jumped out, lay on Shen Mengyou's shoulder and jokingly said, "Isn't my beloved talking about me?"

The expression on Shen Mengyou's face was shocked and angry, and he trembled with anger, and his white clothes were like snowflakes drifting away. "Go away! ”

Xiao Mosheng grimaced at her and immediately jumped to the side.

And this time, his figure continued to move away, and even gradually became blurred.

Shen Mengyou's eyes became more and more hazy.

Back then, she invaded the Tianji Sect alone, and it was also such a deified posture, in order to avenge Xiao Mosheng, she had already held the determination to die.

And when the North Interface had all the masters of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, she really believed that everything was said by Yun Lan, and that moment would be her death.

But Yun Lan did not kill her, but sealed her under the boundless for a hundred years.

She didn't hate Yun Lan for why he didn't kill her, but she didn't understand why he let her live. Is it out of the same love? But does Yun Lan understand that he is torturing her by doing this, making her life worse than death. After Xiao Mo died and died, there was no difference between her life and her death.

Once faced with Heyang, she thought she was going to die, but she lingered and entered the Wuxiang Palace, waiting for change.

She once thought she would die in order to take revenge, but she was sealed by her former classmates for a hundred years, and life is better than death.

And now? What about now?

Shen Mengyou knew that after using Qinglong's things, he would definitely die. So will you be able to get away with it this time?

"Huh. She laughed suddenly, but felt a chill down her spine. For the first time in her life, she felt a sense of powerlessness.

She was tired and didn't want to continue. The moment she learned that Xiao Mo was dead and dead, she was completely dead.

After that, she was just a pawn of Heilin based in Zhongzhou, a pawn that was wantonly played with emotions but could not end well.

And this chess piece eventually had to be reduced to an outcast.

This is the most perfect summary of her tragic life.

"So it's really sad. She wanted to say to Yun Lan, but Yun Lan's appearance also dissipated for a while, and it almost blended in with the surrounding environment.

Of the last three people, she is the only one who is still in this world. It was as if the loneliness was about to swallow her whole.

"If you had known about this ending, you should have told me in advance. Shen Mengyou muttered, but he didn't know if he wanted to say this to Yun Lan.

Perhaps, she won't listen to it at all.

Nian Yang's desperate roar resounded throughout the heavens, and although it was noisy within the four peaks, everyone heard his roar.

Everyone understood a little bit of that extreme sense of grief and indignation.

People's eyes converged on this bloody man, although he couldn't see clearly, but he was still looking in that direction, no matter who he was or what position he was in, he looked so heroic at this moment.

"Senior brother...... Tang Yiyang muttered in his mouth, standing straight, there were indeed no more movements, more words, just like countless people were doing the same thing at the moment.

Shen Mengyou looked at her disciple, her blood-stained white hair telling about the sad past of these years. In the end, how hard you have worked over the years has finally turned you into this person.

"Maybe it's better if I shouldn't have saved you and let you die......"

Her whole body shone with brilliant light, and the fairy sword shone brightly in her hand. In front of her, however, is an even more terrifying opponent, an existence beyond the comprehension of this world.

This was supposed to be a war that had nothing to do with her, but the emperor in the mouth of the Wing Clan wanted to take away even her only!

"That child must not be handed over to you. Shen Mengyou's eyes suddenly became fearless, and she swung her black long sword again! When someone who had nothing to lose was concerned again, then she would never give up.

When the crimson moon was in the sky, the stars were all over the sky, but it was sudden, and there was heavy snowfall. It's just that this sky is not real snow, but Shen Mengyou uses his true yuan to condense to the extreme, and in this world, the power of nature dances!

What a creation!

"Once, even once, I want to hear you call me to my face. Anyway, it's been a long time since I've heard you say that. Shen Mengyou passed the words of his heart to Nian Yang, and two lines of tears rolled down.

The snow was all over the sky, and there were many bloody wings. Countless warriors in the Sea Kingdom fell from the Nine Heavens, like ten thousand stars falling, descending on the Dao Plain.

A person dressed in white is Su Xue, holding a black long sword, this sword is named Heimu, the shape is like a withered tree, but the sword aura is compelling, and it is extraordinary.

In the face of the endless Sea Country Winged People, the sworn enemy of the Heavenly Extreme Sect was actually on their side in the eyes of all the disciples!

"Master!" Nian Yang roared in despair, but the white qi still hadn't recovered to a moment where he could move freely.

Hurry, hurry, if you don't do it soon, it's too late! Why can't I do anything when I really want to do something? Self-blame and anger completely drown him out.

In the void, the person who had not been seen for a long time, his face was as cold as the Xuanhai, his eyes were like torches, but his face was pale, but he still stood in the sky without flinching. It's just that she turned her face slightly and looked at Nian Yang for a moment.

She smiled, poignantly, sadly.

No regrets!

Suddenly, the sword light filled the sky, the sky was frequent, and countless out-of-body avatars appeared above the four peaks.

That mantra blurted out again:

The ancient road is secluded, and the heavenly road is vast.

The origin of all things, for my spiritual sword!