"Bang!" The immortal world fragmented into a point of light that was void and disappeared with a bang.

Luo Qianshan had already exhausted his strength, and the blood knife in his hand even collapsed, and he had also fallen to the ground from exhaustion, unconscious.

"Take a thousand mountains out of here. Zi Baifeng gave an order, and flew towards the broken Eastern Heavenly Pillar.

Looking for a way to tie it up?

Still is......

Zi Baifeng suddenly saw the huge tree on the east side of the Eastern Heavenly Pillar.

Fuso, the legendary place of the sunrise, the East China Sea Fuso wood!

"Sir, in the end, I still have to use the demon raising tips you taught me!"

Zi Baifeng landed on the Fusang wood, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Fusang wood, and the demon Yun Lingcun was launched with all his strength!

"Give me long!"

The branches are like branches, and the ancient Fuso giant trees have been growing calmly like this for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Although it is a natural divine creature, it has no mind and no consciousness, just like the earliest Danmu sacred tree.

And now, under Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique, Fusang wood quickly demonized, and then began to grow!

The Oriental Heavenly Pillar was the first to crumble, when the galaxy fell eastward, so the East was the heaviest, but under Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique, this heavy Eastern World was still supported.

Fusang is like a green dragon, circling and turning, inch by inch, foot by foot growing upward!

The low-hanging stars are like the fruit on the Fuso tree, and the galaxy is like the morning dew condensed on the Fuso tree, and the Fusang grows and grows, and finally gradually extends to the nine heavens.

The originally low-hanging canopy was actually supported by this Fusang wood!

Fusang in the East, True Water in the West, Bluestone in the South, Lingta in the North, Danmu in the Middle!

Coupled with the countless sects, thousands of monsters and monks, and those who kept praying, the heaven and earth, which was about to collapse, were really supported!

But heaven and earth are still shattered, and heaven and earth are so badly injured that they have almost lost the ability to repair themselves.

Could it be that even if it holds up this world, it is only to buy time to rescue more people?

Could it be that this heaven and earth are destined to collapse, and can't they save Mr. after all?

At this moment, Zi Baifeng heard a horse neighing.

Herod -

A white horse dragging a white light was flying from the sky and quietly landed in front of Zi Baifeng.

It lowered its head, gently pushed the head of the top Bai Feng, and shook its neck.

A burden fell from his back, and the appearance of the fabric, Zi Baifeng remembered clearly, was the black robe of the Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor ......" Zi Baifeng hurriedly opened the baggage, and saw a qiē in the baggage.

Zhen Yuan Jewel.

One by one, one by one, one by one.

Countless Zhen Yuan Orbs!

This is the Demon Emperor's Zhenyuan Orb that turned the remnants of the Demon Domain and the Immortal Realm into a treasure bead!

"Thank you...... Thank you, brother, White Horse. Zi Baifeng looked at the sky and muttered.

Herod -

Bai Ju nodded to Zi Baifeng, raised his hooves, and instantly turned into a white light and disappeared into the sky.

The Demon Emperor once thanked Zi Baifeng for allowing him to see such a vast universe.

At this time, Zi Baifeng was thanking the Demon Emperor for giving him hope of repairing the world.

is also a student of Mr.,There are white-eyed wolves like the Immortal Emperor.,There are also filial people like the Demon Emperor.。

The demon canon spread out in front of Zi Baifeng, and silk threads rushed out of it, like a string of beads, through the Zhenyuan Orb, and then towards the crack in the sky.

It's like threading a needle and sewing a crack, and in a short time, a small crack is stitched up.

It's like the most skillful tailor who re-sews and mends this world that has long since collapsed.

These Orbs may not be enough to completely restore the world.

But as long as the heavens and the earth no longer crumble, there is always a way.

Outside the celadon piece, in the vast universe, there is a small fragment remaining.

The Demon Emperor sat on top of the fragment, and at this time, his aura was already weaker than that of an ordinary monk.

But he didn't die, and although this world was small, it had achieved the ultimate fusion of light and darkness.

Since the Demon Domain is still there, then he is still alive.

It's like when the purple light spirit killed his body, he can save in the form of a doppelganger.

And the world he is in is only a few zhang in size, half white, half black, black and white are constantly circulating, just like Tai Chi, but the way of transformation is completely different.

Between black and white, mountains and rivers were born, flowers and plants were born, birds, beasts, insects and fish, and horns on the head were born, and a strange life that was half black and half white was born.

Demon.

Small, with short hands and feet, a big belly and a head, this is the baby of the demon.

With such an evil name, it has the most precious quality in the world.

No, it should be called a fairy demon.

He stretched out his hand, gently picked up the little one, teased it, and the Demon Emperor looked back in the direction of the celadon piece: "I'll call you Namolun, my child." ”

This is his child, the first new life he has created.

This is his world, the perfect world in which he created zào.

Through the fusion of the two worlds of immortals and demons, through the self-explosion of the Immortal Emperor, he grabbed the laws in it, and then through the knowledge and instantaneous insights he learned from Zi Baifeng, he fused them together.

Immortal Demon Realm.

The Demon Emperor put his hands together, and then put them together, and the small world turned into a small fragment in the palm of his hand.

It is only the size of a grain of rice and glows with a misty glow.

This fragment and the celadon piece look completely different, but the Demon Emperor knows that this is what he has been pursuing, the proof that he can control a realm and create a realm.

As of today, he has become a true Guardian.

Although weak, it has taken that crucial step.

The Demon Emperor looked up into the distance.

The celadon pieces have flown away.

It looked like it was still so big that it seemed to be within reach, but the distance in between was beyond his reach.

But it doesn't matter.

He will eventually leave here and fly into the vast universe, just like his ancestors who had left.

One day, he will go to find his heir and watch him use his immortal and demon realm to cultivate a new world and carry this inheritance forward.

"Herod!" the white horse flew to the Demon Emperor's side like a streamer.

"Delivered?"

"Herod!"

"Alright, pony, let's go. The Demon Emperor got on his horse and never looked back.

Suddenly, he noticed that his body flickered.

"Huh......" The Demon Emperor scratched his head, but he didn't think much about it, he looked up.

In front of him is an endless sea of stars, and what awaits him will be a lonely and long journey.

It doesn't matter, though.

Just keep moving forward, forward.

My goal is the sea of stars.