The dimming of the soul lamp represents one thing.

That is Ye Yu at this moment, it has reached the point where the oil lamp is exhausted, and it is about to die!

Dao Aoki looked at Ye Yu's soul lamp and couldn't figure it out.

Including Tao Xuan, he was also in shock, and he couldn't slow down at all.

If it were him, it would still be possible.

But......

Ye Yu!

He knew very well how powerful Ye Yu really was!

Such a powerful person would fall into such a situation.

Xun'er looked at the soul lamp, and the whole person was already on the verge of collapse, and those eyes were staring at the soul lamp.

The dimness of the soul lamp, like a knife after a knife, slashed across her heart.

Bloody in general.

The Luohe Snow Field, the wind, accompanied by the snow, whistling between heaven and earth.

In the center of the snowfield, Ye Yu, the original silver hair, has now turned gray.

Completely gray.

In his body, there was a breath of death, gloomy, and his original endless vitality was already in a state of almost exhaustion.

But......

Nevertheless!

Ye Yu didn't stop, he, still going on!

"Two Thousand Three ......"

muttered to himself, and there was a hoarseness in his voice.

Ye Yu's handsome face was like a withered tree at the moment, like an old man of seventy or eighty years old.

A hoarse voice rang out.

He has already seen the scene before the reincarnation of two thousand three hundred years, you know, at that time, even the unbounded did not exist!

No one knows how many reincarnations have existed in this vast world.

There are many births and deaths of geniuses.

In Ye Yu's eyes, at this moment, this Luohe Snow Field has become a palace.

In the palace, there is the appearance of a person.

This man is in the land of this temple.

It's a woman!

One, a stunningly beautiful woman!

The purple-white dress only covered a small part of the body, and the legs, navel, and fragrant shoulders were all exposed.

A beautiful face, a pretty and tall nose, a purple-white mouth, purple-white pupils, eyelashes, eyebrows like distant mountains, faint purple and white embellishments, and the long purple-white hair behind him is flying at the waist.

The most bizarre thing is that there is a purple-red vertical mark between the woman's eyebrows... Inside, it seems that something is hidden.

The woman slowly turned her head, and her eyes looked directly at Ye Yu.

The moment I saw this woman's eyes!

Ye Yu, the whole person is like a lightning strike, boom!

Go back to the stream, and dissipate in an instant.

Wow, blood, spurted out.

Falling on this snow-white place, it is extremely eye-catching.

"Found ......"

Muttering to himself, Ye Yu laughed even though he had entered the realm of the end of the road.

Because, he finally found the gap that came to him.

Sit cross-legged.

In his mind, the scene he had seen earlier began to appear in his mind.

Shocking!

The entire Luohe Snow Field, a land of thousands of miles, and space are actually writhing wildly!

The snow field is disappearing, and everything is dissipating.

Instead, there is something else, another building, these buildings, all of them, even if it is a single plant or tree.

It was exactly the same as the scene Ye Yu had seen before.

Around Ye Yu's body, a temple appeared.

And he sat cross-legged in the center of the temple, and not far from him was the woman.

Ye Yu slowly stood up.

Towards this woman, step by step.

Meanwhile.

In that void space, there was only one person's space, and Yan Feng held Jiaoling tightly in his arms.

His eyebrows furrowed tightly, this powerful sense of oppression, if he hadn't broken through to the Sixth Saint, he was afraid that he would have died here directly.

It simply can't hold up to this point.

"Am I wrong?"

Yan Feng, feeling the oppressive force that was surging exponentially, couldn't help frowning.

It's not an illusion that I've been wrong all along.

It's really a spatial collapse, and it's far beyond the power of space that you can bear.

"Boy, the old man has nothing to do. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded in Yan Feng's ears, and this voice was full of helplessness.

Indeed, for the old man of the sword spirit, this may be the last time.

"No, not yet!"

Yan Feng whispered in a condensed voice, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that everything would end like this!

Space, once again compressed!

At this moment of space compression!

In his heart, the silent purple-red mark burst out with a sudden light!

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what this heart mark was suddenly doing at this time, he just felt that the sense of oppression around him disappeared in an instant!

The black water was completely gone.

In front of his eyes, all around him, there was a white mist.

There is no end to this fog.

"Where is this..."

Yan Feng swept around, hugged Jiaoling, and took a step forward.

The sound of silence was like the surface of the water, and the white mist on the ground rippled.

"Boy, it seems that you are in a big disaster. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit came again.

"Not dying may not be blessed, let's see. ”

Yan Feng was not so optimistic, but walked towards the white mist in front of him.

The more he went, the more he discovered.

The fog actually dissipated a little, and slowly, he could see clearly the three feet in front of him.

Gradually, I was able to see clearly.

Thirty zhang, three hundred zhang!

The fog dissipates little by little.

Three thousand zhang!

I don't know when, when Yan Feng took another step.

Rumble!

A thunderous sound seemed to rise from the nine heavens.

All the white fog dissipated in an instant.

And the heavens and the earth around them have changed.

The heavens and the earth are blazing, and the world is like a doomsday hell.

The ground was full of ravines, and flames were raging.

And on that day, it was black clouds roaring incessantly.

Just as Yan Feng was frightened and strange, he saw something familiar.

In that black cloud sky, there are two eyes!

These two eyes, one of them, he was familiar with, he had seen it several times.

And on the ground, in the raging ravine, in the fire of the earth, there was the figure of a woman.

Purple and white dress, beautiful face, pretty and tall nose, purple and white mouth, purple and white pupils, eyelashes, eyebrows like distant mountains, faint purple and white embellishments, and long purple and white hair behind him flying to the waist.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked Yan Feng appeared.

This woman reached out towards the sky, and suddenly, a pair of eyes in the sky, one of them, was snatched away by some force!

Thunder and lightning roared, roaring from the sky, and the whole world was shaking with the roar!

Also at this moment......

Yan Feng knew that this woman's eyes were from harmony.

That's not her eyes.

Rather, the Eye of Heaven!

This woman once fought the sky, although she was defeated, she won an eye from the sky!

(End of chapter)