After the execution of the Ten Thousand Souls Return Array.

Time does not know how long it is, and the Creation Sage who fell into a coma finally woke up.

Although I had an impression, this time the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Returning Yuan Array was difficult for even the Sages to protect themselves, and its power could naturally be imagined. Therefore, after they regained their senses, they didn't care whether Yun Duo was okay or whether Tang Ling was still staying here, and the first thing they did was to open their spiritual senses and perceive them, and investigate how much remained of the world, and then they were even more frightened by a new round of shock.

The vast world and the boundless world are still intact, and the people of the six clans are even better, unharmed!

"The Ten Thousand Souls Returning Yuan Array was not created to destroy the world, I ...... How can it be reduced to a world-destroying technique?"

In astonishment, a weak voice came from the middle of the Cloud Rudder Deck, drawing the attention of the Sages back to the middle of the Cloud Rudder Deck.

White smoke flowed out, wrapping around the thin figure that had fought with the saints for life and death, but a long sword that had long lost its luster had pierced his heart, and the weakness of Fang Cai's words showed that this person was now not far from death.

Without waiting for the sages to ask, Tang Ling reluctantly raised his eyes, and spat out another intermittent sentence from his mouth: "I didn't expect it...... I...... How can I hold on to this ......"

A flat sentence made the saints silent, and they didn't know how to respond.

First of all, seeing that the Absolute Shadow Sword, which was the carrier of the Ten Thousand Souls Returning Yuan Array, had lost its luster and became no different from mortal iron, and then in Tang Ling's situation, the sages had already guessed what he had been asking for from beginning to end, but the deep meaning behind it still needed to be further explained by the Spirit of Creation.

"'Spirit', you activated the formation, just to break it yourself?"

As the ancestor of mortals, the "human" mind was a little more careful than that of the other saints, and although he also guessed some internal information, he finally put forward this inquiry in person for verification.

"I deliberately leaked the news of the Ten Thousand Souls Returning to the Yuan Array to mislead you and others to enter the WTO and interfere. Only in this way can the Ten Thousand Souls Return Yuan Array capture the origin of all beings in heaven and earth and achieve my ultimate goal. ”

After the smug words, Tang Ling coughed again and again, and it was obvious that the time limit had come.

"Why?"

"For a mortal...... Can you be satisfied with this answer?"

As the words fell, the white smoke that had been wrapping around Tang Ling's body gradually gathered and turned into three fist-sized origin crystals.

Sage Origin: Spiritual Cleansing.

Tang Ling raised his hand slightly, and two of the spirit polyester crystals swept into the distance, leaving the last one suspended in place, and slowly fell to the Nine Heavens who were still unconscious at his feet, and merged into his body.

"After today, our scruples can finally draw the end - the spirit of creation has fallen, and when the spirit cleanses the soul to repair the broken soul in their body, one soul and four bodies will no longer exist, and Yun'er's soul can also be liberated from it, reunited and formed, and enter reincarnation. The indifferent words reappeared, but they were full of relief and calmness, "As for the mortal Tang Ling...... A thousand years later, he may be able to reunite with the people who have left him with unforgettable hearts. ”

When the saints saw this obsession, they were silent, and could not find the slightest words of condemnation to pronounce in their mouths.

"I'm about to be liberated, aren't you relieved about it?"

Although the voice of inquiry has not been answered, at this moment, Tang Ling no longer cares, only indulges in the past, the present and the future.

"The kindness and love of mortals are indeed terrible, I have only been in the world for a thousand years, but I have also been assimilated by them, fortunately ......"

One by one, words came out of Tang Ling's mouth, clearly echoing around.

"Lingering...... Temporal ...... Millennium, only ...... One person...... Yes...... Let me ...... Be very worried about...... Heart, Heart, Heart......, Heart, Heart,

The cloudy pupils radiated brilliance again, and Tang Ling was trying to recall and sing the almost forgotten ballad:

"Pony, walk forward, jump...... Hop Hop ...... Tail cocked ......"

"Little pony, run forward, and in the blink of an eye cross the hill. ”

Crisply responding to the singing, Tang Ling's already stiff face showed a trace of astonishment-

"Big bad, I've come to see you. ”

Ravaged by the Ten Thousand Souls Returning Yuan Array, Tang Ling was so angry at the moment that he couldn't see, so he could only raise his hands and grab forward in vain: "Yun'er?"

"It's me. ”

I don't know who gently held Tang Ling's hands and put them on a face that he thought he would never meet again.

"Yun'er ......"

"You stupid man for me to do such a stupid thing. ”

The resurgence of scolding also implies pity. Immediately, the reappearance of Qianying had hugged Tang Ling around her waist, as if she was reliving the sweetness of the past.

"Finally...... I can actually meet you again......" Tang Ling smiled bitterly, "like this...... That's enough. ”

"Big fool, remember to come to me when I rebuild my soul. Yun'er stared at Tang Ling's cloudy eyes, and the lively smile on her face did not fade by half.

"Must ......"

The slight touch was accompanied by Tang Ling's words of response and sealed it on his lips.

"Definitely. ”

Since then, the spirit of creation has not made a single sound, leaving only a few moments of detachment and serenity on its face.

"Sleep, Ling. ”

Hugging Tang Ling's body, Yun'er's words were almost like a dream.

"A thousand years later, you and I meet again. I want you to carry me through the mountains and rivers, I want you to tell me those unfunny jokes after dinner, and I want you to sleep with me...... You don't want to run, you can't run away. ”

Beyond the cloud rudder.

In the distance, the two figures seemed to have not been affected by the Ten Thousand Souls Returning Yuan Array, and had been waiting here until now.

Ling Xiao was thoughtful.

Yan Ling was melancholy, but a spar in front of her was pouring bursts of white smoke into her body, washing her body and removing the immortal body.

"It's all over, and it won't be long before you can have a complete soul and be more transcendent than the Six Clans. Ling Xiaoru said to Yan Ling, "The stinky old man committed suicide with the Ten Thousand Souls Return Yuan Array, so as to inject the spirit cleansing qi into your body and shape a complete soul and body for you. Only in this way can Yun'er's spiritual consciousness be liberated from your body, and only in this way can he fall into samsara with Yun'er, so ...... Only then will they have a chance to meet again. ”

Witnessing his father's end, although Ling Xiao's tone did not change from the past, he couldn't help but bring a little sadness, Yan Ling, as an observer, could only listen at the same time, and concentrate on Ling Yao in his arms, so as not to lose his support power due to sudden melancholy.

"When our souls are reshaped, the four souls will cease to exist. The sage's worries can also be alleviated temporarily, and you and Yun'er can also enter reincarnation. That's your layout, right?" Yan Ling's eyes were already moist as he muttered, "It seems that no matter how hard I and Jiutian do, we still can't catch up with Yun'er after all—I just hope that in the future, you can reunite." ”

......

Above the cloud rudder.

The saints were dazed, and they saw that Tang Ling's body had been lying down peacefully, and was accompanied by his "wife".

A question rang out.

"Yun'er, have you already entered reincarnation with Tang Ling?"

Regaining consciousness, the divine body Shi Shu bowed his head blankly, staring at the dead figure in front of him.

With a sad smile, his lips opened slightly, as if he hoped that with these few words, he could complete his spiritual obsession with the end.

"The cold moon and light rain caress the heart of the king, and he is looking for the beautiful voice of the Yiren; ”