Yang Tianyou really wants to blow himself up, and only by blowing himself up can he fight with these people.

Only by self-explosion can your relatives have a space and opportunity to survive!

Yang Tianyou felt that he hadn't done enough, so Yang Tianyou stepped up his efforts again, took out a Chaos Blue Lotus and devoured it directly, this Chaos Blue Lotus was completely absorbed by the Chaos Energy, which was easily absorbed by Yang Tianyou, and could be used directly.

A force that seemed to surpass the saint erupted in Yang Tianyou's body, and this strange and terrifying power made Yang Tianyou almost lose himself.

Looking at the four saints in front of him, Yang Tianyou roared fiercely: "Lead, you will soon be reunited with your junior brother, let you be husband and wife in the next life!"

The other saints were stunned after listening to Yang Tianyou's words, but then they began to flee, not caring about these lace news, they still had their lives at stake.

"Haha, it's late, if you want to escape, no way, let me die!"

Touch!

A muffled sound exploded in the void, a brilliant brilliance made the boundless void even more desolate, and the screams of the four saints came, but it was still too late.

The soul that was directly blown up by this terrifying energy flew away, and even a trace of scum disappeared directly into this universe without any slag, even if there was no chance to be reincarnated in the underworld.

And Sanqing is the greedy primordial Tianzun who was the most seriously injured, and there was almost only a trace of Yuan Shen left, but fortunately, he didn't die, but his cultivation was lost, and if he wanted to recover, he might need a lot of time.

The second is Lao Tzu, who seems to be inactive Lao Tzu is actually greedy in his heart, but Lao Tzu is highly cultivated, and he is cautious enough, so he escaped quickly. But at this time, it is only a little better than the original, and it will take a long time to recover, almost not much different from the original.

The least injured one is Tongtian, mainly because Tongtian has a trace of righteousness in his heart, although he participated under the pressure of other saints, but he just looked at it coldly, far away. Therefore, Tongtian is the least injured, but at this time, Tongtian is also a life with only half of his life left, but it is much better than Zhiyin, Primitive, Lao Tzu and others.

Sanqing, who did not die, turned into a streamer and disappeared into this space, and they who were not enough immortals to cultivate were not enough to survive here, so they left before the power was completely dissipated, and as for the connection, it was very sad that there was no corpse left.

In the quiet void, an invisible fluctuation suddenly appeared, and a figure appeared on this seemingly calm void, this person was Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

"The Holy Emperor is reincarnated. A new era is about to begin, and my hope is finally ......"

Hongjun Daozu sighed slightly, and disappeared here.

......

On the edge of the Heavenly Court Yao Pond.

Burst!

Yao Ji suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"Sister Yaoji, what's wrong with you?" asked a woman in a light yellow shirt urgently, her eyes very anxious.

"Mother, mother. What's wrong with you, don't scare me, my heart hurt so much just now. It was as if something had been lost. Yang Chan said in shock, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, as if she had thought of something terrible.

Could it be......

Yang Chan is very smart, but at this time, she wants to hope that she is stupid, and hopes that her guess is inaccurate.

But Yaoji's words shattered her hopes.

"Husband......" Yao Ji shouted weakly.

Yang Chan stood there without moving, as if she had lost her soul, and the woman in the pale yellow dress was also about to fall down.

"Sister Yaoji, could it be Brother Yang...... No, it won't. This is impossible...... "This woman is the Ao Tingxin who stayed in the heavenly court.

Ao Tingxin shook her head vigorously, trying not to think about those bad things, but the truth was like a spell tormenting her heart.

Yao Ji is even worse. The pale face was like white paper, all the blood color was almost completely gone, although he was happy, but seeing that Yang Chan seemed to be about to lose his soul, he immediately woke up, and quickly entered a yuan force into Yang Chan's body, and after a few breaths, Yang Chan finally regained his vitality.

"Mother, is there something wrong with Dad?" Yang Chan asked urgently, shaking Yaoji's arm.

Yao Ji held back her tears and said in a hoarse voice: "Your father will definitely be fine, his life is big, Heaven did not kill your father, we have to believe that your father will come back." ”

After Yaoji finished speaking, she quickly turned her head, because she felt that her tears were about to be uncontrollable, and the moment she turned her head, two lines of tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

Ao Tingxin around him even heard the sound of tears falling to the ground, but listening to it in his heart was like a thunderbolt, what does this mean?

Could it be that Brother Yang really suffered misfortune?

The pictures were released in Ao Tingxin's mind.

"Listen to your heart, this is for your self-defense, remember to refine it quickly. Yang Tianyou took out the best innate spirit treasure, which was something that even a saint would be blushing at, but he gave it to himself.

"Listen to the heart, this is up to you, I believe you will be able to condense your own natal space. ”

Ao Tingxin took out the mutton fat jade net bottle that Yang Tianyou gave her and stroked it gently, as if she was caressing her lover.

At the last moment of the picture, she saw her lover standing at the top of the world and becoming the emperor of heaven, at that moment, her heart was excited, but in an instant her lover disappeared.

"Brother Yang, I like you so much, but unfortunately I didn't have time to say ......it" Infinite sadness, Ao listened to tears in his eyes, and sat on the ground with a sway, without the slightest color in his eyes.

Among these people, she and Yang Tianyou have stayed together for a relatively long time, and the relationship between them in those years is gone, even if the immortal with an iron heart is like a stone, it is unbearable.

......

Above the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, a sturdy figure sat on the throne, this person was Yang Jian, but at this time, Yang Jian's eyes were shrouded in black light, and his mouth made an ugly sound, and no one could think that this was Yang Jian.

"Yang Tianyou, you're still dead, but everything you have is mine, haha......" A rampant laugh came from the mouth of 'Yang Jian'.

......

A month later, not far from Yang Tianyou's self-explosion, a sound of space cracking came, and the space fluctuated slightly, and then the fluctuations slowly increased, and a beautiful figure appeared, this person was Chang'e, who was forbidden by Yang Tianyou.

"Damn, Yang Tianyou, I will hate you for the rest of my life!" Chang'e roared hoarsely, the corners of her eyes moistened, and there was a touch of grief in her eyes.

"If you live, I am willing to be your woman and never regret it!" Chang'e then murmured softly.

"Since you are gone, then I will guard your world for you, if anyone occupies it, then whoever will die, Yang Tianyou, I hope you are still alive, I said, I am willing to give birth to a child for you!" Chang'e's eyes were full of determination.

She didn't say anything like I love you, and a woman who said she would like to have a child for you says it all and proves it all and doesn't need to be explained.

Chang'e, as a god left over from ancient times, naturally has a deep heritage, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly felt that there was something strange in her body.

When she pinched her fingers, her face suddenly became extremely red, and she gently stroked her lower abdomen with one hand, as if some new life was being born, and that feeling was real and beautiful.

Chang'e left this void, which brought her endless passion and happiness, but also brought her indelible sadness, but no matter what, Chang'e felt that it was worth it all in her life.

Thinking of his future life, he can't help but be a little pale, although he has company, but will the world be so complete without a lover?

With infinite sadness and hope, Chang'e lived in the Guanghan Palace again, but surprisingly the Guanghan Palace was no longer as cold as an iceberg, but gave birth to a faint warmth, warming Chang'e's cold heart.

It's over, but it's just beginning!

The desolate world is finally calm again, and without the appearance of the saint, another peak has appeared in the desolate world.