"Hey!" Yuan Qing sighed slightly, flicked his fingers, and a bright light slowly rose.

This is the Yuan Qing Wei sacrifice of the ten thousand glass lamps, the flame of this lamp is the light of ten thousand homes, one of the humane flames, containing the dawn of the people's hope and ignorance of the future, on behalf of the light that breaks through the darkness.

Since Yuan Qingwei established the temples in various worlds, he has consciously brought a little light in his own oil lamp when people pray, and over time, the power of thousands of lights has become stronger and stronger.

A faint light appeared in the last dragon qi, and the light kept flickering, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

But the spark can ignite the prairie fire, no matter how the last generation of dragon qi is crushed, the lamp will never be extinguished, and even at the wick, a trace of consciousness will flow, making the lamp start to burn towards the last generation of dragon qi in reverse.

It is the embodiment of the soul of a desperate teenager in the past, representing his last enlightenment and liberation, as well as his blessings for the future.

Very ridiculous, and very sad fact.

Just like human beings, even if you have the qualities of kindness, strength, and tenacity, if you have been in a depressive environment without the slightest companionship, you will sooner or later be crushed by the assimilation of the surrounding environment and fall into endless despair.

On the other hand, if you have a very oppressive environment, surrounded by a certain number of companions who are encouraging each other, then this quality of yours will be amplified and eventually become a brave person worthy of admiration.

The times make heroes.

For mortals, the existence of heroes, although it may refer to one person, or several people.

But in fact, the existence of heroes is essentially the interaction of people's wisdom and wisdom in a period of time and under the objective situation.

One person can't be a hero!

That boy was exactly like that, he didn't have those admirable qualities, but he didn't live in the right environment.

As it is always said that time is the most terrible poison capable of distorting anyone's mind.

But in fact, is it really time that distorts people's hearts?

In fact, it is the surrounding environment, which has subtly influenced a person's mind, personality, and hobbies over a long period of time.

This kind of influence may make a person grow and mature, or it may make a person fall and sink.

But no matter what, the change of people's hearts is never just the power of time, but more of a person's own accumulation and understanding.

Looking at the light in front of him, Yuan Qingwei's mind about becoming an immortal became more determined.

I don't want to passively accept the transformation of the outside world, and I don't want to become the person I hate the most.

Immortality is never the eternity of the body, but also the constancy of the mind, no matter how the outside world changes, how time passes, millions of years later, I am still me.

The sublimation of the short-lived soul has led to the change of the three treasures and jade ruyi, on the head of the Qingyun-shaped ruyi, the lotus pattern emerges the brilliance of the pure saint, and the pearl of the mixed yuan blooms with dazzling brilliance.

Yuan Qingwei's mind, under the blessing of the three treasures and jade ruyi, involuntarily merged with the Bliss Spirit House, and for a while, it was as high as the way of heaven.

In the world of immortals, the divine power of the Xuansanyuan True Monarch is condensed, and the three talents of heaven, earth and man are sympathetic, and they are integrated into the lights of ten thousand homes, but this power no longer gives the blessing of ten thousand lights, but maintains one of the cores.

In addition, in the light, the remaining artistic conception was distorted and mutated under the oppression of the last dragon qi.

Warmth is covered with coldness, hope is banished by despair, and a hint of dark red gradually grows in the lamplight, which is the embodiment of decay, a distortion of black and white, light and dark.

The lights changed, and at first they were still enduring, but when the last glimmer of hope and light disappeared, a painful sorrow, a tearful resentment, and hatred gradually rose in the flames.

Looking at this flame, Yuan Qingwei's three talents who originally supported the core were violently injected into it, expanding rapidly.

At the same time, the many gods of the Republic of China stored in the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon have also become a channel, bringing together the rebellious ideas of the Republic of China and the land of China.

Through the suppression and transformation of Qingwei Palace, Bliss Spirit House, and Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon, it was injected into the glass jar of ten thousand families.

The blood-red flames became hotter and hotter, and the last generation of dragon qi gathered frantically as if they had encountered some mortal enemy, not caring about Yuan Qingwei at all, and fiercely crushed towards the lamplight, and the crazy aura revealed the truth of undying.

But the transformed lights of ten thousand homes are very interesting, the more they are oppressed by the last generation of dragon qi, the more they are compressed, and finally completely turn into a blood-red light flame.

The light and flames are swaying, but the artistic conception is becoming more and more blurred, just like the calm before a storm, and the terrifying power that burns everything may erupt at any time!

"Huh?" Cixi's complexion changed slightly, as early as when Yuan Qingwei's divine power seemed to be endless, she just sensed that something was wrong, but the subsequent development was really beyond her expectations.

The blood-red flame made her feel very bad, giving her a strange sense of natural enemy.

"The spark of the spark also wants to start a prairie fire?" Cixi sneered, and a new dragon aura emerged.

This dragon qi was even more terrifying than the last dragon qi around it, and the decaying and decaying qi in it was filled with the artistic conception of the Heavenly Cycle.

The kind of power that has existed since ancient times and should be taken for granted is not simply a concrete representation of the dragon qi of one dynasty and one generation, but the rules produced by the change of dynasties in the land of China since ancient times.

This last generation of dragon qi is the last dragon qi that the Great Qing Kingdom Heavenly Pillar broke and connected with Haotian.

Although this dragon qi does not have all the mysteries contained in the rest of the dragon qi, it has a subtle influence.

Under this dragon aura, even the anger and hatred in the lights of thousands of homes are gradually disappearing, just like many last dawn people, even if someone guides them.

is also unwilling to accept the facts, the ostrich buries itself in the soil, chooses to adapt numbly, and finally loses the ability to resist.

Yuan Qingwei felt the desire of the Bliss Spirit House, and hurriedly suppressed his mind with Sanbao Yuruyi, and the Sancai Guanyun Mirror cooperated with the Heart Lake Mirror to protect the soul, and said in a high-pitched, but bland tone: "Finally forced your hole cards out!" ”

At this time, Yuan Qingwei's expression was like an eternal providence.

Stretching out his hand a little, the Wanjia glass cup exploded, and countless lights splashed, falling on the last dragon qi that went straight to Haotian.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the nine-sky golden ribbon appeared, knocking it at the stunned Cixi.

The last generation of dragon qi was entangled by the blood-red light at this time, and could not be recalled for the time being, and when she was in a panic, Cixi's ten fingers flicked in succession, and the three-inch long finger sleeve flew out, but it was easily crushed by the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon.

I couldn't help but sit down on the dragon chair, a heavy magic light rose, and thirteen illusory magic dragon phantoms appeared, roaring in the sky.

Seal inscriptions appeared on the surface of the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, crushing and absorbing them, Cixi could no longer maintain her graceful bearing, and had to rise into the air and leave the dragon chair.

And the moment she left the dragon chair, the last generation of dragon qi that was originally overwhelming seemed to have lost its backbone, and suddenly became chaotic.