Looking at the demon head of the North Hell, killing into the water and the long dream, the god of the Nine Rank Moon was furious.

"You're a devil, you dare to kill my long dream."

"Let her go, otherwise, it will smooth your long dream." The demon's Northern Flame whispered magnetically, warning the Nine Rank Moons.

A triangular face is under the Imperial Spirit Stage, which is a miserable gray, the cheekbones on both sides are slightly protruding, and the eyes inadvertently reveal a murderous aura, which makes people look very terrible.

Chaoyan Goddess shook her head and signaled to the demon head Bei Yinghuo, don't do stupid things and cause a big disaster.

But it was too late.

In an instant, the North Hellfire and the Nine Rank Moons, the two fought.

In an instant, the Immortal Pavilion Qionglou in the long dream of the water sky gradually collapsed, and the gods and demons fought fiercely.

Seeing that the lives were ruined and Kyushu was destroyed, the Chaoyan Goddess self-destructed the Yuan Shen, used all her cultivation to spiritual power, broke free, and the chains on the royal spirit platform rushed between the two.

At this time, the Northern Hellfire didn't have time to withdraw the Fire Separation Sword in his hand, and stabbed into the heart of the Divine Maiden who rushed between the two of them and towards the face of the Divine Maiden.

The powerful force, in an instant, formed a pillar of light, broke through the sky, tore apart the primordial spirit of the Chaoyan Goddess, and gathered the souls of the living souls.

I saw that the phoenix eyes of the goddess of Chaoyan were like fire, the smoke was rippling, and the smile was like a demon god.

The sigh in his mouth changed instantly, and after a long time, he smiled at the goddess of Yan and quietly looked at the Northern Hellfire who was holding the sword in his hand.

It fell like a starlight and dissipated into the heavens and the earth.

The two clans fought and the common people were destroyed, and the goddess of Chaoyan saved all things with death, and exchanged her life for the fire of the North Underworld.

"Chaoyan."

The god of the ninth rank moon had a face full of disbelief, looking at the goddess of Chaoyan, her soul was scattered, and she died in front of his eyes.

"Don't!" A miserable scream, desperate and desolate.

At this time, the black mist was swirling, and bursts of cold wind came to the face, and the cold entered the hearts of everyone.

Yes! The Demon Venerable-Northern Hellfire broke out, he could no longer control the demonic energy in his body, and in an instant, the entire God Realm-Water Sky Long Dream was wiped out.

The red-hot eye sockets are like the remnant red blood moon, and the starlight in the eyes is like the bright and extinguished sea of stars.

The eyebrows are the exhaustion of the mountains and seas, and the fingertips are the stars that cannot be changed and cannot be touched.

The last wisp of tenderness in the Northern Hellfire, from the same boat of the mountains and seas, to the sporadic dots, and finally accompanied by the fall of the Chaoyan Goddess, they were buried in the sea of hearts together, and collapsed in an instant.

In an instant, the Demon Venerable-Northern Darkness Yanhuo, the long ink-colored hair, like the twilight of the bright moon, and the white hair like snow.

The hair on the cheeks was gently blown from side to side by the breeze on the altar.

And the gorgeous eyes, with a glimpse of it, slowly looked at the Chaoyan goddess who was floating in the sky and her soul was dissipating.

At the moment when the Chaoyan Goddess died, the mind of the Demon Venerable-Northern Hellfire suddenly returned to the beginning.

Ten thousand years in the ruins, it is he and the goddess of Chaoyan who have the most tender warmth in the world.

A piece of starlight slowly fell, falling into the palm of Jiu Zhiyue's hand, and a trace of coolness hit, making him slowly open his dull eyes.

I saw that Jiuyue came back to her senses and signaled to Lan Shu Tianjun to join forces.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Northern Underworld Yanhuo could not control the demonic energy in his body, he waited for an opportunity to sneak attack, and used the Fuguang Formation to trap the Northern Hell Yanhuo and seriously injured him.

Subsequently, the gods of the Divine Realm, the Heavens and Heavens of the Long Dream, defeated the Northern Hellfire together.

Since then, the Northern Hell clan has been killed by the Nine Rank Moon, and there is not much left, and they have collapsed and retreated to the Nine Hidden Mountains.

However, the seriously injured Demon Venerable, the Northern Underworld, did not know where to go, and abandoned the Northern Underworld clan for more than 30,000 years.

But the gods and demons didn't know that the Chaoyan Goddess did not die, but left a wisp of primordial spirit, endowed with the divine realm - Shuitian Changmeng, an incomparably huge peach blossom tree.

It seems that it has been a thousand years, soaring into the blue sky, and the petals are like tender pink white clouds, so thick that the breeze cannot blow.

A gentle breeze blew, rustling branches and petals.

The beautiful petals fall with the wind, and the primordial spirit of the goddess of Chaoyan merges with this peachy scenery.

Thirty thousand years later.

The death of the goddess of Chaoyan made the North Hellfire obsessed with it for 10,000 years, so she lived in the mountains and rivers, and she was everywhere in her eyes.

"The sun and the moon are like grinding ants, everything is floating and resting, in this world, it is good without you."

The sideburns are stained with clouds, holding a light of sake, waking up after three rounds of wine, the flowers and wine, the plum blossoms become sorrowful, and the water in the ten-mile long pavilion is leisurely.

There is a slight wrinkle between the eyebrows, and every wisp is gentle, but there are countless panics in the eyes.

Until the earth is barren, the mountains and seas can be moved, and the Northern Hellfire can't forget it, the person who self-destructed the Yuan Shen in front of him, and haunted his dreams.

Fukuzawa Sengu.

"Xiao Huayan, hurry up, it's too late, if you miss the hour, you won't be able to fly! We have to wait another thousand years. ”

"Here we go! Ryuhotaru, you wait for me. ”

On the cloud steps and moonland, on the white jade stone road, a smart and well-behaved little fairy trotted unhurriedly, and her good-looking eyes smiled into a crescent moon.

My name is Xiao Huayan, I am an insignificant little fairy in the Hundred Flowers Palace, in charge of the water sky long dream, the life of all flowers and plants, today is the great day when the Fuze Immortal Palace selects the fairies of the water sky long dream, and soars into immortals.

As long as I can rank in the immortal class, I will no longer be a little flower demon, and I can be regarded as a fairy!

"The spiritual power is not good, the immortal root is unstable, and you can't fly into an immortal."

A white-clothed fairy robe, jade belts flying, and an elegant and dusty immortal, staring dryly, staring at the little flower in front of him.

"What? Da Si Ming, I have waited for a thousand years, why can't I fly to become an immortal. ”

Si Xuan Xingjun is the Fuze Immortal Palace, the great priest who is in charge of all the immortal life grids of the Water Sky Long Dream. (The Great Priest is God's name)

Knowing the number of three thousand calamities, three calamities, nine tribulations and ten calamities, and knowing the technique of turning the stars and shifting the stars, you can participate in the cause and effect of reincarnation, and change the number of lives against the sky.

Si Xuanxingjun lowered his head slightly, and glanced at Xiaohuayan's frustrated little appearance lightly.

"You little flower demon, your soul is shattered, and your spiritual power is not good, how can you soar."

"Besides, how many times have you been to Fuze Immortal Palace? It's not that this company doesn't help you, it's really no way! ”

Xiao Huayan listened to Si Xuanxingjun and said that she was hopeless, and the corners of her mouth twitched in an instant, and she was aggrieved.

"I ...... The soul was shattered, not because 30,000 years ago, the war between gods and demons was originally good, it was a thousand-year-old peach blossom tree, with lush branches, but I don't know where a spark came out of nowhere, and it burned out and burned into a peach blossom. ”

Si Xuan Xingjun flipped through the Feisheng thin in his hand, and the corners of his lips raised a narrow smile.

"You little flower demon, you have sharp teeth, hurry back, concentrate on cultivation, and come back to ascend as soon as possible."