Deep in the void, chaotic space.

After a while, the Taoist opened his eyes, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and he said: "The Tao has been destroyed, this world... Dangerous. ”

Hearing this, the six people were all discouraged, and one of the women suddenly took a step forward and said, "Does the teacher know the reason?"

"There is a providence in the underworld, and this is also a definite number! The flood has had a bad fate since its birth, and it has come to an end today, and it can be regarded as creation!"

Suddenly, Lao Dao sighed, and a little unbearable appeared in his eyes. The six people below all showed shocked expressions, and the woman asked again: "Is the teacher Tiandao or Hongjun now?"

"The avenue is silent, the way of heaven has fallen, and I am naturally Hongjun. ”

The woman wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Lao Dao waving her hand: "The calamity has been decided, you and I are all Heavenly Dao saints, if the Tao does not exist today, you and I will not be able to escape the fall." The flood and desolation of the three thousand realms have been extinguished, and there is no future to speak of. This is a definite number, don't force it, you still have to think about the way forward!"

At this time, three old men dressed in various Taoist robes took a step forward and bowed: "The teacher is merciful, the six of us can break through the chaos in a short time together, and I also ask the teacher to escape from this world with the inheritance of the desolation, although the saint has fallen, the inheritance will not be destroyed!"

"Great goodness! Among the seven of us, only the teacher has walked the path of 'proving the Tao with strength', and has been in line with the Heavenly Dao for countless eras, and his physical body has already been sanctified, if there is one person who can cross the gap in the chaotic space, it will definitely be the teacher!"

"On that day, the teacher preached in Zixiao Palace, and later gave treasures to the living beings in the flood wilderness at the Treasure Cliff, benefiting all sentient beings, which is the reason. Now, let the six of us repay this cause and effect for the desolate ten thousand souls!"

"Great goodness! I hope that the teacher will have mercy and save all living beings without dying a trace of life. Or countless epochs later, we still have the opportunity to be reincarnated!"

At the same time, all the legendary magic weapons that had appeared in the flood wilderness flew out from all walks of life and hung neatly on the giant mountain; all kinds of spells and supernatural powers that had once broken through the prestige appeared on the surface of the giant mountain in the form of inscriptions, shining with golden light and dazzling.

The giant mountain changed from big to small, and then escaped into the purple mansion of the eyebrows of the old road and disappeared.

At this time, the six people under the old road had already burned a raging fire, and their figures were blurred, and they were about to disappear.

They are all Heavenly Dao saints, and if the Dao does not exist today, they have also lost their immortal and immortal characteristics. Exercising great mana in the chaos is a taboo, once as strong as Pangu Capital ended up with death, not to mention that they are no longer Heavenly Dao saints?

In the end, led by the woman, six people stepped forward one after another to thank Lao Dao. Then the combined force blasted out all the mana into the deeper depths of the chaos!

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, as if the world had been opened, and a black vortex portal appeared in the chaos, but the six people had already turned into ashes under the backlash.

The old Dao was silent, and with a wave of his sleeves, six true spirits were included in the Purple Mansion in the heart of the eyebrows, attached to the giant mountain. He hesitated for a moment, then vanished into a glimmer of light.

There is one thing he didn't say to everyone, that is, although he has broken away from the way of heaven, he still has almost no personal feelings; in order to join the way, he has already personally cut off the three corpses that he has cut out again; now, although he is not the way of heaven, he still does not like things, does not feel sorry for himself, has compassion for all living beings, but has no personal feelings at all.

Fortunately, this is the case, and there will be a future story.

A moment later, the black hole portal that appeared in the chaos suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and the chaos was still blurry, just shrinking and contracting.

Hundreds of years later, a loud bang was heard. This realm, including Chaos and Hongmeng, was reduced to ashes in the explosion and ceased to exist.

The flood is the end of the whole play.