The prosperity of the past is not there, only the blood stains the sky, the wilderness is full of corpses, and the autumn weather is desolate.

He Yang and the three of them passed all the way, and were infected by the desolate scenery along the way, touching the scene, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

When passing by the Ancient Yue Sect, He Yang and the three of them stopped their bodies and watched from afar in the sky.

It was no longer the same place, it was all ruins, and if they didn't know where the mountain gate was, they might have thought they were on the wrong path.

The prosperity is over, a dream!

The three of them stood in the air for a long time, overlooking the bottom, reminiscing about the good past, until a long time later, they reluctantly left.

"Senior brother, senior sister, I will rebuild the Gu Yue Sect and restore it to its former glory!

He Yang swore before leaving, Li Ruolan and Xu Zitao were excited.

When the three of them went all the way to the east, when they passed through the Tang Empire, Li Ruolan flew down and landed in the palace of the original Tang Empire, and He Yang and Xu Zitao also followed closely.

It's like it's empty everywhere, and there's no pavilion in sight.

The destructive power of the cultivators is huge, and how can the buildings of the mortal world withstand their every move, all of them have been reduced to ruins under the magic powers.

"No ...... home"

Li Ruolan stood in place in a daze, warm scenes flashed in his mind, memories came like a tide, and her heart was torn apart in an instant.

Two lines of tears flowed down, slid down her cheeks, and dripped to the ground, and Li Ruolan's eyes were blurred.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

He Yang put his hands on Li Ruolan's shoulders and carried her out of this sad place.

......

Bibo Lake, a quiet and mysterious place, is performing an extinctional carnage in this turbulent era.

The water here is no longer turquoise, but soaked in blood and turned bright red.

The magic circle that was originally endlessly arranged by the masters of the hidden world had already been broken by the cultivators of the First Sea, and there were almost a few monks left on the east coast, all of them were surrounded, and it seemed that the end was doomed, only the time difference.

Life is not happy, death is not painful, the monks on the east coast have long been numb in a series of changes and killings, fear and retreat can not bring anything, only to fight to the end is the final destination.

At this moment, the monks on the east coast huddled in the tree of heaven, all of them watched coldly as the cultivators of the early sea were gradually approaching, death was approaching step by step, maybe they would go to see their loved ones or the same door in the next moment, and everyone had a look of relief on their faces.

The tall and proud figure standing at the forefront of the monks on the east coast was the leader who had led them to resist the cultivators of the First Sea for several months-Hentian, he stood there like a god of war, how could the cultivators of the First Sea ignore it?

Endless ferocity and horror are deeply imprinted in their hearts, becoming an indelible existence, if it were not for Endless here, how could they have any scruples, and how could these remnants of the East Coast persist until now?

The two beautiful women behind Hentai are Luo Qingwu and Linglongzi, the two girls support each other, their bodies seem to be a little shaky, almost covered in blood, only a pair of eyes look very cold, looking ahead, revealing indifference.

The whole day of fighting seems to be endless, only the end of life is the end, they are really tired!

There is no pursuit in this world, if you say regret, that is, the figure in your heart will always exist, and I hope to be able to see each other before returning to the ruins, which is also satisfying.

Xu Shui...... I'm calling you...... Can you hear that?"

Luo Qingwu whispered softly, her gaze long, passing through the body of the First Sea Cultivator, looking far ahead.

"Xingchenzi...... Linglong is going to see you soon......"

Linglongzi's mood was also touched, but on the contrary, her face was full of relief and relief.

In addition to the two of them, the East Coast monks behind them were also expressionless, not saddened by the imminence of death, after the baptism of killing, they had an epiphany, and they had seen everything.

The Monk of the First Sea slowly pushed forward, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller until it narrowed to less than five zhang.

This distance is extremely close, and the two sides can still feel each other's murderous aura.

After staring at each other for a few breaths, the Chrysalis of the First Sea came and flooded the East Shore Monk in an instant.

The disparity in strength between the two sides, and the realm of cultivation is even more different, which the monks on the east bank deeply felt, and there is no need to hit the stone with an egg, but only to die together, with a gorgeous self-explosion, releasing the last splendor of life.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of self-explosion sounded one after another, and at the moment when the monks on the east coast died, they took the lives of several monks from the early sea at the same time.

Although Endless is strong, it is a meager strength, and under the siege of several Chuhai powers, it is bleeding again and again, and its injuries are getting worse and worse, and as time goes by, it is still exhausted.

"Cultivating the truth, cultivating the truth, what is it that is cultivating? After all, it will turn into endless dust, and it will not end well! Once the ten thousand years of cultivation are destroyed, who will be there when the dust falls?"

At the last moment, Hentai roared violently and resolutely chose to blow himself up.

The explosion shook the sky, and the three Chuhai powers besieging him exploded in an instant, and their bodies were wiped out.

In an instant, there were many dead and wounded, ninety percent of the monks on the east bank died, and less than ten were alive.

"Xingchenzi, Linglong is here!"

Linglongzi's smile was like a flower, and the momentum on her body rose, reaching its peak in an instant.

"Sister Linglong......"

Luo Qingwu suddenly turned around, shouted weakly, and let the tears flow, still unable to cry.

"Boom!"

Linglongzi's body exploded, and several Chuhai monks died, and they disappeared between heaven and earth.

Luo Qingwu glanced nostalgically into the distance, her eyes suddenly closed, and just as she was about to explode herself, a sound of breaking the sky came, as if carrying tens of millions of thunders, with the power of annihilation, from far to near, suddenly, with a series of sonic booms, and dozens of miserable screams.

Luo Qingwu's heart shook dramatically, and her body trembled involuntarily, her eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

In her eyes, it may be a dream, a familiar and fluttering figure, with the wind and dust all the way, stepping into the sky from the distant sky.

Before the people arrived, the momentum was like a rainbow, and dozens of colorful refining came extremely quickly, and a large number of Chuhai monks were all turned into dust.

By the time that figure floated in, nearly half of the tens of thousands of Chuhai monks had died.

In the face of absolute strength, no one can be calm, not even a large number of Chuhai monks, who continue to retreat in panic, like a wandering straggler, retreating like a tide.

The person who came was He Yang, and when he felt the tragic situation on this side of Bibo Lake, he took Li Ruolan and Xu Zitao one step ahead of him, and he rushed over as soon as possible.

What made him feel sad was that he was still a step too late......