The vision of the two days, the sun and the moon appeared at the same time, the earthquake cracked, the blizzard raged rampantly on the sea, the purple hurricane swept in, everyone was swept into the cusp of the storm, only to hear the roar of the waves, the cave was torn apart by the violent red light, the hole was slowly broken, and it was almost about to turn into ashes and scatter in the wind.

The demons began to fight in a mess, desperately watching the entrance of the desolate cave shrink in circles, slowly swallowed by red light, and the dark sky began to glow white, which was the precursor of the end of the night and the dawn was coming.

The immortals were overjoyed, presumably because the power of the Flood Desolate Cave was exhausted, and they were no longer able to control the day and night.

The people of the four realms of immortals, demons and demons who were swept into the eye of the hurricane were all shattered into bone pieces by the strong wind blade without exception, sticky flesh and blood splashed, and the purple hurricane was mixed with disgusting scarlet, and it was still sucking people inward, and everyone on the sea retreated, and the immortals retreated to the bottom of the waves under the cliff of the demon, the huge waves were monstrous, and the sea was surging.

Mo Zili strongly supported the sea enchantment, the true qi in his body flowed everywhere, the qi and blood attacked his heart, and he almost wanted to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly clicked on several big points on his body and temporarily pressed down.

Suddenly, the rich purple sky like ink crossed a white fairy light, the fairy light fell on the high demon cliff, the plain white sleeves waved, the full head of pale white hair flew wildly in the wind and snow on the sea, and it was still overwhelmingly stretched outward and spreading, the white hair was like snow satin, and the skirt was stained with bloodstains, like plum blossoms, a little demon bloomed, shocking red.

"That's?" Chu Zhencheng didn't recognize Gong Qianzhu for a while, his eyes were full of purple hurricanes, the wind blocked his vision, and he only faintly saw a distant plain white in the smoke purple eyes, hazy and ethereal.

Bai Zhi looked at the white-haired woman on the cliff in shock, her blood flowing backwards coldly, and she was dizzy and dizzy in front of her.

Mo Zili recognized her at a glance, and his heart was suddenly shocked, the people he sent out couldn't stop her, she insisted on coming, no one could stop her, and suddenly her steps were unsteady, her body couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.

Is she still here?

But why did she have to come, why did she become that gray-haired appearance, and when was her mana restored?

Gong Qianzhu had no time to pay attention to the army of immortals and demons on the sea that was once again chaotic due to her appearance, and eagerly looked at the swirling black hole that was slowly shrinking at the eye of the wind, and blurted out in a hoarse voice, "Sister!"

With this cry melted into the sea. The sea and the sky were again a fierce vision, the earthquake and tsunami continued one after another, the wind and snow fell, and dozens of wind pillars were connected to the sea and the sky, rolling in the stormy waves.

Gong Qianzhu was shocked, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped off the high demon cliff, and his plain white clothes flew straight into the purple-black whirlpool at the mouth of the desolate cave.

Suddenly, the mountains were shaken, and under the sound of horror, someone flew into the eye of the purple hurricane with her, a blue and a white fairy qi entangled, and her clothes danced wildly, blocking her way.

All the indifference and persistence collapsed, and Mo Zili clasped her wrist tightly, and her voice was hoarse in the hurricane.

"Xiaozhu, don't go!"

She glanced back at him in the mouth of the frenzied wind eyes full of white wind blades, and her silver-purple eyes seemed to be inhuman, and she was horrified when she saw him, and her eyes were full of cold strangeness that burned her heart and bones.

"Mo Zili, so far, do you still care about my life or death?"

He was like a lightning strike, and the fishy breath in his chest came up in bursts, and his eyes were full of blurry peach blossoms.

She hated him, and she finally began to learn to hate him.

He caused her to become an eternal sinner in the fairy world, the world did not tolerate it, the Six Realms did not tolerate it, she was forced to go down to Xiantai, she was blinded, she suffered from burning her heart and bones, and the people around her left one by one......

He protected the world, but he failed to protect her.

She hated him.

She should hate him too.

Now, neither of them can turn back, Gong Qianzhu looked at him and smiled miserably, and at the moment when he was slightly distracted and let go, he forced him out of the eye of the wind with one palm, and flew into the rich black purple, and the snow white was immediately engulfed by the hurricane.

- If love cannot be fulfilled, let hate bury it.