"For three thousand years, you were the first Terran to drive me to a dead end. Stardust spoke, his body and soul had been irreversibly damaged, and although he had been prepared, he was there to fight the gods of the future Mountains and Rivers Society, not the Terran civil war.

He suppressed the fairy demon for three thousand years, but it was a junior human race who ended the fairy demon era, and even forced him to a dead end!

If such a person can fight for the Terrans, why fear the birth of the Protoss?

However, he was destined to be an enemy, because he had no mercy for the Terrans.

"You're going to kill me?" The white-clothed fairy clenched his only remaining fist, his palms were already soaked with cold sweat, but he didn't show it on his face at all.

"Everything has to be paid, and you must not be left behind!" Stardust condensed a flame spear in his hand, and he only needed one move to kill the current white-clothed immortal.

"If I were you, I would make the same choice. However, if you are my enemy, never feel that victory is in your hands!" the white-clothed fairy stretched out his right hand, and two yin and yang fish swirled in its palm.

"Although I have lost the Dao weapon, the seeds of the Yin and Yang Dao have been planted in my heart, and if I detonate the Yin and Yang Dao, the magic circle above my head will go out of control. Kill me or let me go, you choose!" The white-clothed fairy had a hideous look in his eyes, he didn't lie to Xingchen, but he didn't want to die either.

Stardust looked up at the Yin and Yang Five Elements Magic Circle that had not yet disappeared, it would take some time for the power of the world to make up for it, he couldn't gamble, once the magic circle was damaged, even the last fire would be extinguished: "As long as I live for one day, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

The aura of the divine calamity came from the surface, but the white-clothed immortal was not afraid at all, he knew that he had won!

"You won't live long, and after a thousand years, I'll make a comeback. The white-clothed immortal put the jade platform into the scroll, wary of Stardust, afraid that he would suddenly lose the killer.

Xingchen held the spear, lifted it several times and put it down several times, but looking at the yin and yang fish that kept spinning in the palm of the white-clothed fairy's hand, he still dispersed the power of the war.

The white-clothed fairy was right, after a thousand years, the heart of the fire demon would be extinguished, and this time he was seriously depleted by urging the heart of the fire demon with all his might.

And the Dao wounds in his body are all over the place, and the power of the war can only barely maintain the injuries. And these two forces maintain a balance in his body, whether the heart of the fire demon is extinguished, or the power of war completely collapses, he will die.

But he will be here, guarding the Terrans for another thousand years!

Watching the white-clothed fairy flee to the east with the woman who had not yet woken up, Stardust did not stop it, but that didn't mean he would let him go!

In the past thousand years, even if Stardust will continue to weaken, it will still be a Divine Tribulation Realm. And the Yin-Yang Dao weapon in the hands of that white-clothed immortal was destroyed, as long as he did not cultivate the Yin-Yang Dao, he would never be his opponent.

The white-clothed immortal is scheming, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and this battle of the burial immortal is his handiwork!

In order to resurrect this woman, for the sake of this divine tribulation between heaven and earth that is too late to stop him, the mechanism is exhausted!

The various secret realms have also become pawns in his hands that can compete with the Divine Tribulation, taking advantage of those people's desire to live forever to fuel the flames in the back.

He will be this game between heaven and earth

The situation is very clear, and the control of people's hearts has also reached an incredible point.

He only needed to tell those people in the secret realm that the Divine Tribulation was not invincible, and it was enough to arouse their desires.

The Divine Tribulation only needs to see these secret realms pouring out, and will spare no effort and even sacrifice himself to stop them.

The relationship between the Tribulation and the Secret Realm is like a deep lake, and despite the undercurrent surging below, it remains calm on the surface.

But the white-clothed fairy stirred the water of the lake, causing the undercurrent in the depths of the lake to emerge and set off huge waves. 【*Aiqi Literature *¥ Better Update, Faster】

Stardust didn't know how he did this, but looking at it, the secret realm was all gone, and the gods were dead!

If he hadn't returned alive from the north, who would have stopped him?

This reversed the great array of yin and yang and destroyed the foundation of the world. If he hadn't intervened to stop it, even if the white-clothed fairy could save this woman, he would have been destroyed with this world!

The white-clothed immortal took the woman into the scroll and ran all the way east, he could detonate the power of yin and yang in the magic circle, but he might not be able to destroy the magic circle.

The moment the circle took shape, it was already out of his control, forming a cycle of its own. The five elements of yin and yang are endless, and his little power can't destroy the walls of the world.

It's just that Stardust doesn't dare to bet, and it is possible for the white-clothed fairy to escape there.

He also had a Dao wound on his body, which was the backlash caused by the destruction of the Yin-Yang Dao Weapon. But the Yin Yang Avenue is still there, and this injury is not irreparable, but it will take many years.

However, the white-clothed immortal doesn't mind, there is still a divine tribulation in the world, which is enough to protect the human world for thousands of years.

Whatever he wanted to do, it would be impossible for this time, and Stardust would stare him to death.

The white-clothed immortal knew this, so he hid in Penglai Mountain for a thousand years until the stardust could no longer support it.

After the catastrophe of the end of the world, someone crawled out of the ruins, and the whole world was devastated.

They spent night after night in fear, until they woke up every day and could still see the rising sun, so they suppressed the fear in their hearts and looked to the future life.

Among the cities and villages and towns, there are sparsely populated, like deep mountains and old forests.

In the battle of the burial immortals, it is not only the immortals on the top of the head who are buried, but also countless people. But the immortals are gone, and the people still have the seeds.

It won't be long before this world is still of the human race, and this world will be prosperous again, full of laughter and laughter.

In the city of Chang'an, the Ethereal Pavilion reopened, tens of thousands of firecrackers rang out, and the brand-new door plaque was unusually eye-catching on the dilapidated Chang'an Street.

An old man with gray hair lay on a bench in the doorway, watching the occasional passerby.

They all just glanced at the place in a hurry, and then hurried away. Life is not easy, and no one has the energy to care about those gossip news.

But the old man didn't care, the reopening of the Ethereal Pavilion was just to send a signal that the world was peaceful!

Ethereal pavilions have been erected in the middle of the populated city, and they do not mainly sell news, but help people in need to rebuild their homes.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and everything is quietly changing

Changing.

Most people know very little about the catastrophe that destroyed the world, and the Ethereal Pavilion, which knows the truth, hides the truth.

It took them decades to rebuild Kyushu and decades to bury this history.

When a newborn arrives, they won't know what's going on. Under the interference of the Fengshen Division, the immortals have completely become the dust of history.

At the same time, there were more temples on earth. The monks walked the streets and alleys reciting Amitabha Buddha, promoting reincarnation.

The emperors of the world have risen and fallen, and the smoke and rain have been sad.

The wheel of history has never stopped, some people have left a strong mark, and some people have completely disappeared.

When the world is prosperous again, the ethereal pavilions fade out of the world's sight.

It's still that Chang'an Avenue, and it's still the same place. Decades have passed, and the plaque of the Ethereal Pavilion has also left mottled traces of time.

A little old man cowered in the chaise longue and closed his eyes. Then the news of Venerable Feng's death spread throughout the Fengshen Division, but it did not make waves in the world.

A big man with knotted muscles crumpled the note in his hand, and then continued to bombard the ground with his palm, precise and efficient.

A city is being built underground, and this will be the base camp of the Gods, and the people here will remember that period of history that does not exist.

In a temple, a young monk in a black robe was chanting when he heard birds chirping and opened his eyes.

An old man with gray hair pushed open the door and walked in, Xuanzang looked at him, every time he took a step forward, his posture was a little taller. The white hair on the top of his head suddenly turned black as if dyed with ink, and then automatically pulled into a whirl, like a Buddha statue in a temple.

"She died?" Xuanzang said.

"I don't know who the deceased is, but she will always be in my heart. "The fate of the flower smiled, as if to return to the position.

On a seashore, the door of a thatched hut opened, and an old man walked on the beach with an old lady in tow, watching the sunset hanging in the sky.

The waves are gusting, the birds are flocking, and the sea breeze blows, and the sour smell of happiness fills it.

"What do you want to eat at night? Flying in the sky and swimming in the sea, all of them are all out of the question!" the old man waved his hand, startling away a group of flying birds.

The old lady looked at the old man's side face, and she couldn't remember his appearance when he was young. She only remembered that in her memory, the old man was full of black hair and mature and stable for a while, and then he had long blond hair, and in the sun, he was magnificent.

Her memory has been blurred, and the only thing she remembers is that she and him are slowly getting older, and in their long lives, they have seen the beauty of this world.

As she walked, the old lady was silent.

Time doesn't stand still for anyone, it runs wildly, leaving everything far behind.

In this race, no one can beat it, but not always losers.

Happiness is that when people think of the past, think of someone they met, they feel that time has not been wasted, and life does not have to be repeated.

The old man shaved off his long hair and put on his robe. Huang Yunfei is dead, from now on

In this world, there is only one old monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha.

......

Everyone will have their own ending. Every story has an ending.

However, this is not the finale!

In the turbulence of time, a golden ball of light was drifting with the waves, especially in the battle with Taihao, who was still unconscious.

He was like a fish in the turbulence of the long river of time, and the golden halo protected him from being swallowed by the turbulence of time.

The whole river of time does not only start from nowhere, but also does not know where it is going. The long river of time surrounds the Overworld, and from here, you can see countless blue planets connected in a long line!

This is the main world from the perspective of the long river of time, what has happened and what has not happened, at a glance.

The river of time flows in a precise and orderly manner, and everything, including a speck of dust, can be traced.

At this moment, the entire river of time suddenly rioted, and that was when the white-clothed fairy pulled the woman's soul out of the river of time and the main world was torn a hole.

The raging turbulence of time threw that golden figure out of the river of time!

(End of chapter)