The energy exploded, more than half of the immortal realm was destroyed, and under Nirvana, almost no life survived, and the rest were seriously injured.

Fu Yueming had already tried his best to protect it, so that this energy did not affect the human world.

From which whirlpool, a figure finally walked out.

He was holding the same sword as Fu Yueming, but this sword was a little ethereal, not like an entity, more like it was made of energy.

As soon as he came out of this whirlpool, he rushed to the immortal realm by himself.

Under the pressure of coercion, the immortal world became fragmented, and he floated in front of Fu Yueming.

"Do you want to rebel like Pangu?" This person is the same as Fu Yueming in appearance, but there are some differences in form.

"Who are you?"

"Vain. He looked at Fu Yueming without the slightest color in his expression.

"Anyone in the way, get out of the way. "Vainly waved the sword, and a sword qi penetrated the sky of the immortal realm, scattering all the remaining people of the immortal race and the human race, and falling into the human realm, even the Jade Emperor and others couldn't parry.

After they all fell to the ground, in this illusory world, except for Fu Yueming, no matter who they were, they were all sealed and cultivated.

"You have entered the holy realm, if you are used by me to purge the rebellious people in this world, I can spare the lives of the people. Vain looked at him and said.

Fu Yueming frowned and did not speak.

"I'll give you a moment to think, if not, don't blame me for turning it over and starting over. ”

Fu Yueming said: "No need, as long as I kill you, won't I have it?"

Listening to the words, he smiled helplessly: "You are worthy of being a descendant of Pangu, you are very stubborn, very good." ”

"Catch the sword. Fu Yueming said lightly.

Then, with a sword he stabbed, his body pierced through the void.

Saint Realm cultivation, the sword is as fast as light, and the fight is only milliseconds, Fu Yueming obviously feels that although his sword is fast, the speed of the delusion dodge is faster, just a centimeter difference, this sword will pierce the air.

"You can't fight me. The vanity is still like that, looking at Fu Yueming and saying.

Fu Yueming held the sword under his body and said, "Yes, but so what?"

"Why don't you take into account what I'm saying?"

"I'm not a puppet, if you are to be locked up in a room forever, will you be able to bear it?"

"100,000 years into the Holy Realm, even more than Pangu back then, even your beloved daughter has been pulled back from reincarnation, what else do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, this kind of pain of watching important people leave one by one in front of your eyes, you won't understand, take the sword. Fu Yueming said, and swung out another sword.

"A sword out, a sword. Two swords, the power of ten thousand catties. Three swords to destroy, follow the way of freedom. Four swords, the spirit of nature. Five swords gather, the momentum of breaking the sky. Six swords, the combination of pedestrian swords. The six swords came out in an instant, the speed was extremely fast, and the thunder in the sky kept flashing.

"Seven swords are finished, ten thousand swords are one!" his hand made a finger, pointing to the sky, and his spiritual power turned into ten thousand swords, combined with the momentum of the Easy Sword, pouring down like heavy rain.

Vanity was only resisted by energy, and the rain of swords fell, constantly hitting his defenses.

He stared vainly, but found a slight crack, and he frowned.

The sword was lifted and slashed horizontally.

As soon as the sword rain broke, Fu Yueming stabbed with a sword.

The vain pupils shrank and stepped aside slightly.

Fu Yueming passed through again without stopping for a moment, and reflexively drew his sword again.

A sword slashed out diagonally, and after the vain body leaned back to dodge, Fu Yueming quickly let go of the sword hand, grabbed it from above, and slashed down with a sword.

Clang!

Vanity firmly grasped the Easy Sword with two fingers.

"Every move and style of this sword is in vain, don't waste your efforts. Vain looked at him and said.

Fu Yueming wanted to draw out the sword, but no matter how hard he tried, even if he burst out of spiritual power and cultivation, the sword did not move at all.

Rumble!!

The vain slapped out with a palm, knocking him upside down and flying out.

Then, he stretched out his left hand and shook it.

Fu Yueming was choked by the neck and hung in the air.

"Seriously, I don't want to kill you. Vanity grabbed him in front of him, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Vanity is boundless, even a speck of dust is vanity. A flower also contains a world, unbounded is nothingness, and the world is nothingness.

Born because of the convergence of countless dust, its life is vain, and it is vain in the end, but it is just a day and night reincarnation, and a day and night of flashiness, so as to pursue immeasurable. Fu Yueming looked at the whirlpool and said slowly.

"With this body, go and pursue the immeasurable..."Vanity grabbed his hand a little, and some loosened.

Fu Yueming quietly operated his spiritual power.

"Who the hell are you?" Fu Yueming asked.

"Who am I? I am this world!" snarled vainly.

But when he roared wildly, he was stunned again, he looked at this piece of heaven and earth, then at his hands, and finally at Fu Yueming, as if he remembered something.

Fu Yueming's move had been brewing for a long time, and he was stunned by the delusion, without the slightest defense.

Exhausted cultivation and spiritual power were gathered on the Easy Sword, and a sword stabbed out, piercing through the void body.

"In this way, you too will die. He looked at him vainly, and smiled, and laughed helplessly.

"What do you mean?!" Fu Yueming stared at him with angry eyes.

"I, it's you, and you, it's not me!!" With a vain roar, in the sky, the majestic energy exploded in an instant, sweeping the sky, and the wind swept the earth, blowing away all the haze.

Cheng Xin'er stood on top of the mountain, a gust of wind blew, and the ground was illuminated by thousands of rays of light.

That energy burned like the sun.

Cheng Xin'er's eyes widened, looking at all this, her heart was full of bad premonitions.

I saw that from the sky, a black shadow flickered in the light of the light, spun and fell down at high speed.

That black shadow was gradually magnified in Cheng Xin'er's eyes.

In front of the cherry tree, the dark shadow fell, and there was a slight tilt, just stuck in the soil.

"Xiaoyao Sword..."Cheng Xin'er was startled, looking at the Xiaoyao Sword inserted in the soil, she raised her head and looked at the sky.

"Fu Yueming, you come back for me!!!" Cheng Xin'er shouted and fell to her knees, looking at the aftermath of the explosion in the sky.

"Why are you lying to me... You give me back... I don't want you to help any immortals, I want you to accompany me, you come back!!" Cheng Xin'er sat down on the ground, tears sliding down the soil.

The shackles of the common people's cultivation were all untied at that moment.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Qingqiu.

Feeling that the shackles of cultivation were untied, Ah Ling hurriedly ran outside the palace and looked at the sky.

In the end, all that was left was a cloud of smoke drifting by...

Seven years later, it's another year when the cherry trees bloom.

"Mother, when will Daddy come back? Xiyue really wants to see Daddy..."In front of the cherry tree, Cheng Xin'er and a child stood here, and the wooden house behind them was already smoking.

"Xiyue is good, when Xiyue grows up, Daddy will come back to see you. Cheng Xin'er squatted down, touched Fu Xiyue's head, and said with a wry smile.

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Mmmm, Xiyue has to eat obediently and grow up quickly, so that she can see her father!"

"Yes, Xiyue has to be good..."

Cheng Xin'er looked at the sky,

Tears, unconsciously slipped, dripping on the sword.

Flowers, falling in the world, withering in the world.

What remains unchanged for eternity is that the flowers bloom.

Life is not a vain.

It's just that life has passed in a hurry, and there are too many regrets...

One side of heaven and earth and ten thousand domains

Qu through the six realms and finally return to the intestines

Qashqai Mo sighed and was confused

The sky is immeasurable

A reincarnation without three cangs

The sword shook the world and frightened the vain

If there is a way to live

A song through the Six Realms, the world is hot and cold.

Looking at this sky from afar, Qashqai sighed and was confused.

Write a song to send the vicissitudes of life, and the world has been vain.

Just wait for the epiphany to fall, and dance the sword to make the sun.

A song of epiphany, dreams are free

A sword is clear, and the degree is clearer

(A song is free and a sword is clear, the world of illusion, the end, the next one, the stars chapter, the name will be changed to another one, but the introduction will be famous, and then there will be a postscript and a biography to be written, this book is complete, although there are not many words, but this is a traditional but untraditional fairy tale, no monster upgrade, no pretending to be forced to slap the face, this story only has love and hatred, joys and sorrows.) Only, life may not be very satisfying, but life is like this many times, rushing by, not even aftertaste... Okay, and cherish, thank you readers, the next work will be presented as soon as possible. ）