Li Qinglian looked at his empty arms, and his heart was even more twisted, he didn't know what kind of mood the desolate spirit was in to say this.

May he live forever, won't we never see each other again? This kind of wish made Li Qinglian even more distressed, and he would never forget that girl, who took Li Qinglian with a bandage in the vast land for decades......

I will never forget that she knelt down on the graves one by one and kowtowed one by one for Li Qinglian's life, just to pull out the Nine Poles Corpse Nail! Li Qinglian is not on this ......

With a deep sigh, Li Qinglian touched the crystal coffin in her hair, and her eyes were even more tired.

For a hundred years, he never stopped, chasing his ambition at the same time, but he became nothing, as if everything was against him......

Qianlong's life and death are uncertain, and there is no news about Pian Yi, the acquaintances of the year have died seventy-seven, eighty-eight, and a hundred years of time is enough to make the vicissitudes of life, and things are not people......

He felt so tired that he didn't want to move a finger, he didn't want to speak, he didn't even want to breathe, and it was as if there were two primeval sacred mountains hanging above his eyelids......

The cheers have passed, and Li Qinglian's every move now has reached the level of influencing the entire metropolitan area.

Under the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, Li Qinglian slowly climbed the ruins of Shenxiu Peak alone and came to a pile of rubble......

On the craggy gravel, there is a verdant place, which is the green bamboo lotus sea that has been crumbled, the bamboo house has been half smashed by the boulder, and there are only two green bamboo forests in front of the house, which grow tenaciously on the gravel and have not been crushed......

There are also a few green lotus flowers swaying in the mountain breeze, and in a trance, it seems that I can see the white figure busy in the lotus sea, wiping the fragrant sweat on my forehead and smiling at myself!

Li Qinglian waved her hand casually, making a sound like thunder, and the hundred-zhang boulder pressing on the bamboo house turned into nothing in an instant.

Pushed open the door and lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt and fell asleep like this, no one knew how uncomfortable he felt in his heart......

Everyone was dumbfounded, they didn't expect that just defeating the demon clan was a victory that belonged to Du Guang, Li Qinglian's victory! It was supposed to be celebrated, but no one expected Li Qinglian to go back to the house and sleep......

This...... What's the matter......

People who don't know naturally don't understand, but once they are familiar with Li Qinglian, they can't help but feel bitter when they look at this scene......

No one knows how much Li Qinglian wants to return to this room in a hundred years, the world is big, Li Qinglian only regards this place as her home!

But when he came back, even Shenxiu Peak collapsed......

Su Yao covered her small mouth and her eyes were already hazy with tears, and she wanted to step forward, but the black crow stood on her shoulder and shook her head and said softly: "Let the eldest brother rest for a while, he is too tired......"

"There's a lot to do, and if you want to make things easier for your eldest brother, you have to shoulder the responsibility, you know?"

Su Yao pursed her lips and nodded heavily......

The black crow looked up at the sky and said: "This battle is not fought in vain, Du Guang will be surnamed Li from now on!"

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With a look at the black crow, Bu Yunmad naturally understood that the beginning of the war at this moment was the most critical period, and the Creation of Taoism was the leader of the war, and Li Qinglian played a decisive role.

Wouldn't it be a waste of time to make good use of it?

There is so much to do to clean up the battlefield, appease the people, allocate resources, etc......

Whether it is the Six-Tailed Sky Fox, Honka, Rolling Stones, or other strong people, if one is not arranged well, it may lead to a second great war!

After all, infighting is in nature...... This still needs to be neutralized, if Li Qinglian is here, he can easily calm the field, and there will be no big mess......

However, Li Qinglian is now running to sleep, and the burden of all this is naturally handed over to Bu Yunmai!

Besides, now is not the time to enjoy victory, although the demon calamity has passed, there are still Shura clans on the sidelines!

The strength of the Shura clan is still not to be underestimated, and the endless sea of blood is the foundation of the Shura clan! It is enough to make it prosperous for a long time! Coupled with the power of the blood ancestor to deceive the world, it may be more difficult to deal with than the demon clan!

During the three days, the Shura clan was quiet and terrifying, and they all retreated into the sea of red blood, and they didn't even see a blood-red figure!

It's quiet, but you have to beware!

Li Qinglian once said that the battle with the demon clan does not need to consider the Shura clan, and his words have now been verified, and it is true!

Because Li Qinglian knows what the idea of the blood ancestor is!

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits! The demon clan and the local forces of Duguang are fighting to the death, how can the Shura clan intervene? No matter which side wins, it will be a profit for the Shura clan!

Originally, it only had to face two forces, but now it only needs to face one convenience, and after the war, it is the weakest time, under the fierce attack, it is only suitable to take it in one fell swoop and enjoy the benefits of the fisherman.

How could the Great Benefit, Blood Ancestor, make a move?

This is what needs to be worried, because once the Shura clan makes a move, the local forces of Duguang will have to face an offensive like a downpour!

Therefore, we can't let our guard down at all, because one careless accident will end up in a global collapse......

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On the sea of blood in the Styx River in the Hill of Red Hope, the Blood Ancestor sat on the pillar of blood and water that reached the sky, and the scarlet in his eyes seemed to be able to submerge the entire world.

Everything that happened in Kunwu Hill came into view! Blood Ancestor clearly knew that his intentions had probably been guessed a long time ago, and he must have been prepared for the attack of the Shura clan......

But even if they knew, what if they could stop it! I'm afraid that they would not make a move when they were fighting!

In this way, even if you know the intention of the blood ancestor, you have to jump into the pit with your scalp, this is a naked conspiracy......

I saw that her blood-colored eyes were staring at Li Qinglian fixedly, as if there was a raging flame burning, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile and said: "It's not a loss of Chaos Qinglian, the Nine Extremes Corpse was nailed into the body and didn't even die, and it was pulled out by you, Xuanyuan's old man can't do it...... It's hard enough!"

Then his eyes turned to the majestic Roshan in front of him, looking at the naked figure combined with Roshan, and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes: "If your mood is not strong, you can't achieve great things, your ambition is greater than your strength, and the end will only be death...... But fortunately, there are still some effects, and it is not in vain that I spend my efforts on training, as a mother...... It's a ......."

Poor generation of heroes Yan Chuan, half-dead and still can't live in peace, this end is really too miserable!

Then he looked at the sky, and the root of his hateful teeth itched: "It's a pity that my other son...... That's it, Bodhi, that damn old fellow, when I take away the fortune of the realm, I'll find you to settle the score!"