Three years later, Zhuo Junwan took more than 100 combined sword cultivators who had fully recovered their vitality and slaughtered towards Fuli Mountain.

Xiao Ziyang was on a desolate star thousands of light years away, perceiving the battle in Fuli Mountain through his clone.

Under the leadership of Zhuo Junwan, the sword cultivators who formed the sword formation were unstoppable, and the remaining hundred or so Seraphs were not opponents at all, and they were soon attacked by the sword cultivators into the interior of Fuli Mountain.

At this moment, a dazzling light rose from the sky of Fuli Mountain with lightning speed, and slammed into the sword cultivation array.

Fortunately, Zhuo Junwan's cultivation is extraordinary, if it is an ordinary sword cultivation at the peak of the merger, I am afraid that there will be no time to react under this extremely fast light.

At the moment before this light rushed into the sword cultivation array, Zhuo Junwan stretched out his hand and waved, and a golden giant insect like a small mountain appeared in front of the light.

The two sides collided violently, and after a burst of dazzling light, a violent shock wave wiped out all the miles within a radius of thousands of miles of Fuli Mountain, and under the explosion, an oval-shaped crater thousands of miles wide, three thousand miles long, and dozens of miles deep appeared. The Fuli Mountain, which has stood for many years, has completely disappeared.

Within thousands of miles of the center of the explosion, all living beings were touched, including the surviving Seraphs.

Only the sword cultivation array, which was desperately protected by the mother emperor, was safe and sound.

But to Xiao Ziyang's surprise, the mother emperor was not killed as he expected, but the injuries were extremely serious, but there was still a long way to go before the physical collapse, as long as there were enough resources, this mother emperor could even recover.

I don't know if it was because of the loss of the blessing of Heavenly Mountain or some other reason, the suicide attack of this Upper Realm Archangel was less than half as powerful as before.

Xiao Ziyang didn't even think much about it. controlled the doppelganger to blow up his soul, and completely touched the connection between himself and this doppelganger.

Because he knew the Tao, the doppelganger did not die. It is more likely that this Upper Realm Archangel is merciful, and the Light Protoss behind it may want to trace his traces according to this mother emperor.

Xiao Ziyang didn't know what to do, his careful approach caused an extremely depressed roar to erupt from a palace on a huge and beautiful planet in the central region of the Upper Realm Light God Territory.

Through the amethyst bee ambushed near the battlefield, Xiao Ziyang silently observed the changes in the giant star.

Lost almost all of the Seraphs. The Radiant Empire's last spark left on the Giant Eye Star was like a snail stripped of its shell, and it had little power to fight back in the face of the counterattack of the sword cultivators who poured out of the nest.

The hatred accumulated over tens of thousands of years completely exploded at this moment. All the Caucasian people were subjected to the most brutal slaughter and revenge, except for a very small number of high-ranking people of the Radiant Empire who fled to the depths of the universe in spaceships, and the remaining people of the Radiant Empire on the giant star were killed cleanly.

Many sword cultivators were involved in this massacre. No one was even attacked by the demons because of the brutal slaughter. The incomparably strong hatred accumulated over countless years has made everyone feel at ease to kill.

And Zhuo Junwan let all this go, maybe the hatred in his heart is no less than anyone else's.

Although she turned a blind eye to the massacres unleashed by her subordinates, Zhuo Junwan was very resolute in putting a stop to some arson and sabotage, and every time she occupied a city, she would send the descendants of the Sword Cultivator to occupy some important scientific research units and factories in the city, and retain the scientific researchers and engineers left behind in the Glorious Empire.

This frenzied killing lasted for more than a decade. It wasn't until the last invader on the planet was hanged that it was over.

Until this time. Xiao Ziyang was sure that the Bright God Clan in the upper realm had given up interfering in the Jade Butterfly Galaxy, and he sighed, controlling several Amethyst Queens to blow up their bodies and souls.

Xiao Ziyang had an extremely complicated feeling, and said goodbye to his hometown for the last time, piloting the Wanxiang Flying Dragon, and flying towards the Xiuzhen Alliance.

His mood at this time can be described as mixed, tens of billions of remnants of the Glorious Empire were slaughtered, countless desperate screams lingered in his ears, and he could not disperse for a long time, but he could not blame the perpetrators of the oppression on the Giant Eye Star for tens of thousands of years, in this history of oppression for tens of thousands of years, how many Giant Eyes Star people died tragically? Who is the initiator of this great hatred?

In the end, Xiao Ziyang could only blame all the blame on the head of the Bright God Clan.

In fact, speaking of which, the people of the Radiant Empire are the most pitiful, think about the territory of the Zerg, the hundreds of people who were easily abandoned by the angelic army and died in the mouth of the worms, and then think about the tens of billions of victims on the giant star, I am afraid that in the eyes of the Bright God Clan, these mortals who worship them as gods are just wheat in their fields.

The Wanxiang Wyvern flew through the hundreds of millions of starry skies, and after decades, finally returned to the Cultivator Alliance.

Xiao Ziyang followed the news he got in the Jumu Trading Company back then, came to Tiandu Xing, and found the headquarters of the Jumu Trading Company, and following this clue, he easily found a monk named Bai Yangzi.

It turned out that this Bai Yangzi was a disciple accepted by Wu Zhenzi after entering the territory of the Xiuzhen Alliance, and Wu Zhenzi had already ascended to the immortal realm more than a thousand years ago.

Xiao Ziyang received the letter left by his master before his ascension from Bai Yangzi.

There were only a few words in this letter, telling him that Erzhu and Murong Ling had already sat down thousands of years ago, when Shouyuan was exhausted, and in the letter, Wu Zhenzi made an appointment with him about how to meet in the fairy world.

After reading the letter, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but feel extremely stunned in his heart, he waved his hand to turn the letter into dust and said goodbye to Bai Yangzi.

Walking in the incomparably bustling street market of Tiandu City, Xiao Ziyang felt extremely lonely in his heart, at this moment, in this vast universe, there are very few people who know him, and there is probably no one left who can make him care.

At this moment, Xiao Ziyang's heart suddenly had a strong sense of confusion and confusion, and he couldn't help but ask himself, what is the meaning of the immortality he has pursued in every possible way over the past countless years?

As this question churned in his heart, Xiao Ziyang suddenly fell into a strange state.

In the sea of his consciousness, the faces of the three primordial gods suddenly began to grow old, and in his purple mansion, the round and full body of the Dao fetus, full of vitality and vitality, actually began to gradually wither.

Xiao Ziyang felt that everything in front of him was far away from him, and the hustle and bustle around him seemed to be extremely far away, and gradually disappeared.

In the haze, Xiao Ziyang seemed to hear a voice, "Master......"

This voice was very eager, and it was getting louder and louder, and finally, Xiao Ziyang was awakened from that strange state by this persistent voice.

When he just woke up, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but scold this voice that annoyed him, but he quickly realized what had just happened, and he was sweating for a while.

To put it simply, Xiao Ziyang's state just now is a kind of self-denial after being greatly stimulated, in fact, this situation is extremely common in ordinary people, and after this state occurs, mortals generally produce depression, anxiety, misanthropy and other emotions, and even develop into mental illness in serious cases.

But mortal souls are weak, although this kind of emotion will cause lesions in mortals' hearts, but it will not immediately affect the physical body, but Xiao Ziyang's soul is already too strong, when this kind of self-denial occurs in his heart, the terrifying power generated by the powerful soul will immediately cause great harm to the physical body, and this kind of injury from himself will not make him vigilant.

Although it was only a short moment, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen and Dao Fetus were greatly damaged, fortunately, he was awakened in time, if this state continued for a while, it might cause him irreversible damage, and even make him sit down.

At this time, the voice in my heart sounded again: "Master, what's wrong with you? Just now I felt that my master was going to abandon me again." The voice was full of panic and attachment.

Xiao Ziyang smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Qian'er, I encountered some things, and there was a big flaw in my heart, if you hadn't woken me up, there would have been a big problem." ”

Qian'er asked curiously, "What flaw?"

Xiao Ziyang said: "I suddenly felt that the immortality that I had been pursuing for many years, the powerful power I had been pursuing, seemed to have suddenly lost its meaning. ”

Qian'er said: "How can it be? Changsheng is very good, you can see a lot of things, you can follow the master all the time, and the strength is also very good, if the master does not have the strength, how can you help Qian'er recover her body? How can it be meaningless?"

Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, he felt that he was too stupid to say this to a machine spirit.

Qian'er asked again, "Then what does the master think is meaningful?"

Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, yes, what is meaningful, he is now an immortal, but when he thinks about the meaning of mortal life, it is naturally impossible to find the answer, then, as an immortal, what is the meaning of survival?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help asking, "Qian'er, what is your previous master pursuing?"

Qian'er was silent for a while and said, "Qian'er forgot." ”

Xiao Ziyang didn't think about getting an answer from Qian'er at all, and naturally didn't care about his answer.

He couldn't help but think of many legends about the fairy world, many years ago, there were no immortals in the fairy world.

In order to survive in the world where monsters are rampant, the human beings in the lower realm have slowly created simple cultivation techniques, relying on these simple cultivation techniques, some geniuses have actually obtained a powerful amount of power, and were rejected by this world, and finally someone's strength exceeded the limit of what this world could hold, and flew to the upper realm.

Originally, these first-generation immortals who ascended to the upper realm struggled to survive under the siege of various alien races that were a hundred times more powerful than the human world, and for countless years, these immortals were at the bottom of the upper realm food chain, and I don't know how many immortals were buried in the mouths of the alien races in the upper realm.

But in this struggle, the immortals gradually grew stronger, looking for a way to gain strength.

From the very beginning of the struggle, to today, the immortal clan finally stands in the forest of the strong clans in the fairy world, I don't know how many thousands of years in the middle of the Dao, I don't know how many immortals in the Dao have gone forward and succeeded.

Even today, the Immortal Clan still lives under the watchful eye of powerful enemies, and there has never been a moment of peace and peace. (To be continued......)