Standing under the Fengtianxiong Pass, the Bagua Array is thick, carrying the heavy foundation of the Fengtian City, and above the Fengtian City, there is a layer of blood-colored Fengtian Great Array, like an eggshell, protecting the entire Fengtianxiong Pass.

Stop the aftermath of the battle from the hole in the canopy!

But even so, I could still feel the vibration and depression from the void, a feeling that my heart was about to be crushed.

Before entering the Sealing Heaven Hero Pass, the Purple Kite's face was as pale as paper, and it was hard to imagine what kind of aftermath of the battle could make the Purple Kite, who was in the Immortal Realm, still be so uncomfortable under the protection of the Sealing Heaven Great Array.

The construction of Fengtianxiong Pass is non-stop day and night, and even today you can see monks carrying green mountains and heading towards Fengtianxiong Pass from the desolate land.

Li Qinglian was silent, and walked towards Feng Tianxiong Pass step by step.

Entering the Xiong Pass, what catches your eye is the blood-colored sky dome, and the power of the Heaven Sealing Array comes from the endless immortal corpses that have been refined into the city wall!

The dim blood light shone on the Fengtian Xiongguan, where there was no heaven and earth, no time, and everything never existed, because beyond the hole in this heavenly canopy, there was a void.

Fengtian Xiongguan is the only thing that exists in this void, behind Xiongguan, is the Great World of the Flood Desolation, and in front of him is the thirty-three heavens!

And the endless nothingness has become a battlefield between immortals and mortals, and it is also the place where the old lady has fought bloodily for a hundred years.

Feng Tianxiong Pass is the only gate for mortal dust, and all the monks naturally know its importance, so they dare not slack off at all, and devote themselves to it day and night.

Now the city wall has been raised, but compared to hundreds of millions of miles of holes, it is an insignificant point, but I don't know how many more hundred years, this Tianxiong Pass can be built, with the power to block the thirty-three heavens.

In the final analysis, it is far from enough immortal corpses, and if you want to use immortal corpses to cast hundreds of millions of miles of Xiongguan, it is definitely an immeasurable number...

Entering the Fengtian Xiong Pass, a pungent bloody breath came to the face, the city wall was black and red, and the endless patterns on it flickered endlessly, extremely thick!

There was a faint blood-colored mist wafting in the air, which was almost condensed into a substantial evil qi, this Tianxiong Pass was by no means a place of leisure and pleasure.

As for the purple kite, he had already been shocked by the scene in front of him, and he never imagined that there would be such a scene in the hole in the sky......

At this moment, everyone in Feng Tianxiong Pass noticed Li Qinglian's arrival, and Feng Tianxiong Pass, which was quite noisy at the last moment, was completely silent. All the monks laid down their work.

Quietly staring at Li Qinglian, there was respect, guilt, powerlessness and unwillingness, and for a while, the atmosphere in the entire Fengtianxiong Pass seemed extremely depressed.

At this moment, Li Qinglian gently stroked Qianlong's smooth cheek, and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "Wait for me...... Come back ......."

After saying goodbye, he turned around and walked towards the endless nothingness, Chitaki subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab something, but all he could see was the back of the fading away.

At this moment, Chitaki couldn't hold back her tears anymore, the crystal tears flowed wantonly on her cheeks, and her delicate body was trembling, but she bit her lower lip tightly and held back her crying.

Because she didn't want Li Qinglian to hear it, she didn't want to add any psychological burden to him......

Since ancient times, parting is the most sad, not to mention that he doesn't know when he will be able to return and whether he can return.

How could he not know that Qianlong was crying, at this moment, Li Qinglian wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his own hands, but he couldn't.

Li Qinglian didn't dare to look back, because he was afraid that he would look back this time, so he didn't want to leave.

Purple Kite looked at Qianlong who couldn't stop crying, and comforted softly: "Master, Master, he will come back, right......"

This time, Chitaki didn't answer her, and faced the attack of the thirty-three heavens and immortals alone, and there was still a body of Great Dao injuries that had not healed......

No matter how you look at it, it is more than lucky, but Li Qinglian must make up for this gap of the old lady, this is not an obligation, but a responsibility!

At this moment, everyone looked at Li Qinglian's back as she walked away.

Sikong Shenji clenched his steel teeth, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he roared wildly: "Send off the Green Emperor, may the Blue Emperor sword cut the heavens, never be defeated in a hundred battles, and finally return triumphantly!"

A hoarse roar resounded through the void of hundreds of millions of miles.

Everyone also echoed the voice, venting the suppressed emotions in their hearts.

"See off the Green Emperor, may the Blue Emperor slash the heavens with his sword, survive a hundred battles, and finally return triumphantly!"

......

The terrifying sound even caused a void shock, one wave stronger than another, enduring, and even crossed the Immortal Battlefield and reached the Thirty-Three Heavens!

The purple kite's eardrums were in pain, and in this terrifying sound, it was like a lonely boat, which could be overturned by the wind and waves at any time.

She felt a will in this roar, from the indomitable will of mortal dust.

Although he was unwilling, he never gave in, and this will made everyone who was immersed in it couldn't help but get goosebumps.

She had never seen such a scene, and she never thought that the simple word "Blue Emperor" would have much impact.

At this moment, she finally understood what kind of existence her master was in the heart of Endless Mortals, which was faith and hope.

Because he went for the sake of mortal beings, there was a battle of blood and fire in front of him, and there was peace behind him.

Cast by the body of one person, it is not broken!

Nothingness fluctuated, and a ten-clawed golden dragon swam out of the void, it was Long Yao, she still came, after Li Qinglian left.

Immediately, the light flickered in the void, and one after another figures followed!

Di Jun, Tao Bao, Xiao Ruge, Xue Zhong Li, Xiao Gu, Rose, Candle Jiuyin......

There were too many, even the black crows came, and at the cost of the whole desolate world falling into darkness, the light of the divine sun shone on the entire void and dispelled all the darkness......

Everyone looked at the back that was fading away, and the black hair and white robe were also deeply engraved in everyone's hearts like a handsome son.

No one spoke, just silently saw him off, the reason why he chose to come at this moment was because he was afraid that Li Qinglian would be distracted and increase the burden in his heart......

The purple kite looked at the figures beside him, which one was not an existence standing at the peak, or the supreme master, or the supernatural generation, but at this moment, they all came to see Li Qinglian off in person.

Looking at the back that was naturally a little unclear, Purple Kite felt guilty, she knew that she was wrong, she had been wrong for a hundred years, even if she had the heart to make up for it, she had no chance......

When Li Qinglian returns, I am afraid that it has already been a sea of life, of course, he must also come back one day......

Everyone is silently staying here, even if the back is no longer visible, this is their stubbornness, I don't know if the prayer that belongs to this mortal world has been properly conveyed to Li Qinglian's heart.

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