At the end, in the unwilling roar of Su Bodhi, I saw that his soul was wrapped in black qi and gradually died, and even his body turned into a pool of blood.

Under the strange curse, Su Bodhi did not even leave his soul, and completely dissipated in this worldly realm.

And Sun Wukong's body is also disintegrating, and the curse has to pay a price, and the curse of the primeval supreme is worn out, and Sun Wukong pays the same price.

The soul of the witch book is separated from Sun Wukong's body, Sun Wukong uses his own strength to curse, and the witch book and Su Bodhi have no cause and effect, so they are naturally fine.

Ning Wuji's powerful mana was injected into Sun Wukong's body, delaying his disintegration, but it was useless, the curse penetrated deep into the soul, the forbidden curse, even the witch book could not be unraveled, just like the ghost sea on the Xuan Desolation, which could not be unraveled.

Ning Wujian wanted to send Sun Wukong into the world realm in his body, but Sun Wukong stopped Ning Wuji, his divine soul had decayed, even if he entered Ning Wuji's world realm, he could not be resurrected, it was a curse rooted in the divine soul.

Moreover, once the curse enters the inner world, it is likely that after the death of Sun Wukong, a Jedi similar to the sea of ghosts will be formed, and the forbidden curse is too terrifying.

"One day, that's enough! Let's go, drink!" Sun Wukong is not sad, nor angry, he is very calm, death is not terrible to him, if he is afraid of death, he will not be able to go today.

The immortal tomb collapsed, and a large number of strong people died in it, but those who were able to come out alive have made great progress, and in the mirror world, they can undoubtedly understand themselves more specifically and fight against themselves, because in this world, the most difficult enemy to defeat is themselves.

Ning Wuqian understood that the so-called immortal tomb was only buried with the power of the primeval supreme, and if you entered, you could get the inheritance of the primeval world, or get some strength. But the dead powerhouse will also be reduced to the power absorbed by the Ancient Supreme.

And those creatures who were killed from the Eight Desolations were actually just illusory, the Immortal Tomb was just the Mirror World Realm of the Eight Desolations, and their opponents were themselves.

The collapse of the immortal tomb caused heavy casualties to the strong people of the flood wilderness, and the loss of several mixed elements, Yunzhongzi, Medicine Buddha, Qingli, Duobao, and Hongyun Ancestor were all shattered in the world of the immortal tomb. Fortunately, they still have to stay in the outside world, but unfortunately they all fell into the realm of mixed yuan.

There are also many Great Awakening Golden Immortals who have died.

Yang Jian and Nezha were also shattered, and their strength fell to Da Luo Jinxian.

This is not the biggest impact, the real impact is that with the collapse of the immortal tomb, Buzhou Mountain was directly blown apart by the huge force that Su Bodhi could not absorb in the immortal tomb, and the three hundred and sixty-five stars around Buzhou Mountain fell on the desolate land, causing floods and earthquakes everywhere in the desolate land, and the apocalyptic scene of the world.

This power of heaven and earth. Even if the saints take action, they can only alleviate the disaster, but they can't solve the fundamental problem, and they will lose the support of the mountain. The heavenly court collapsed, the thirty-three layers of heaven fell, and the flood was in chaos.

In the Seven Holy Mountains, Sun Wukong rubbed the golden hoop stick. "You were originally the god needle iron of Dinghai, and now you should go back!"

After speaking, Sun Wukong threw the golden hoop stick into the deep sea of riot. The pillar of the heavenly gods, blooming with brilliant light, and the monstrous waves were slowly suppressed by the golden hoop rod, and then, the surging tide subsided.

"Come, drink!" Sun Wukong carried the wine jar, Nezha, Yang Jian, Ning Wuji, and Zhu Bajie all lifted the wine jar.

On the sky, meteors are falling, and on the earth, stars are falling, and in the apocalyptic scene, the human race is saving itself, and the saints are mending the heavens and the earth.

The strong walk the earth and spread hope.

The turmoil of the flood wilderness is just the prelude to the turmoil of the Eight Desolations, the Lord of the Immortal Tomb, the Supreme of the Tree Clan was killed by Sun Wukong, but in the other wildernesses, although there are strong people fighting, only a few desolations have blocked the Ancient Supreme, most of them are out of the immortal tomb to kill the gods, in the blood sacrifice of the Eight Desolations, enhance the strength!

The world is clear, Sun Wukong scattered with the light of the morning light, and after burying his left chain mail into the last tombstone, Ning Wuqian carved the "Tomb of the Monkey King".

Seven Holy Mountain, another brand new tombstone, but also the last tombstone.

Yang Jian spilled wine and sang, "Sigh, woo hoo lament, there are so many heroes in ancient times, and the battlefield corpses are spilling blood! The Seven Sages are heroes, heroes in Huaguo Mountain, monkeys in the Chaotic Heavenly Palace laughing at the Jade Emperor, hundreds of alchemy bodies and broken bones and thunder, kicking over the Laojun gossip furnace, killing no one in the heavenly court, no one is invincible, no one is invincible, the heroes under the Five Elements Mountain are lonely, once they get out of trouble and turn into a golden dragon, Cuiyun Mountain heroes play Guanyin, the prestige is far and far overseas, the gods and demons are fighting to the death in the mountain, I want to Qi Tian and Tianqi, sweeping the eight wildernesses and no one!"

Nezha also sang, "Born to fight to the death, the horse leather shrouded back, the Seven Holy Mountains are the tomb, and the heroic body is buried!"

Zhu Bajie was silent.

Sun Wukong walked chicly, died without complaints, Monkey King, the curtain came to an end, and the most resounding of the Seven Saints also went with it. Time passes, thousands of years later, and no one remembers it anymore.

Buzhou Mountain is shattering, the desolate aura is dissipating, this time, even a saint has no way, heaven and earth have their own balance, Buzhou Mountain collapses, the earth's leylines are implicated, and the way of heaven is also weakening.

This seems to be a reincarnation, tens of millions of years ago, the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and tens of millions of years later, the immortal tomb collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

The desolate earth is cracked and shattered, the space is shrinking, and what is even more terrifying is the collision of the eight desolations.

Imagine what a terrible catastrophe it would cause when the eight vast worlds collided together, and even if there were saints to maintain them, countless lands would merge and dissipate in the collision.

And the battlefield of gods and demons was directly shattered in the collision and turned into nothingness, and was submerged by the eight desolate lands.

The Eight Desolations are merging!

The way of heaven is transforming, gods and demons, ghosts, fierce beasts, and human races all appear on a large land, and in an instant, the eight desolations are like returning to the ancient period of the flood wilderness, and the human race is facing the threat of gods, demons, and fierce beasts.

There are many races in the Eight Desolations, and even some races are not inferior to the human race at all.

The human race is developing, and so are these races.

With the fusion of the Eight Desolations, the killing of the various desolations has subsided, and the Ancient Supremes seem to have fallen into the power absorbed by digestion, and everyone is waiting for the opportunity.

No one knows when the so-called time will be, but there is no doubt that when the time comes, the battle between the strong will be, and a great war will break out.

The primeval supremes were silent in the Immortal Tomb, waiting, paying attention to the fusion and change of the Eight Desolations.

In the past, in the northwest of the new century, in front of the ancient city, the dark red city wall was horizontal, the atmosphere of slaughter was pervasive, the brute beasts from all directions roared, the sound shook the sky, and one after another the gate opened, and countless Terran soldiers gathered here.

War, inevitable, competition for resources, for the right to exist, in this kind of era, indisputable, will only gradually decline, be eliminated by the times, the human race is on an expedition.

In the army of the expedition, Ning Wuqian sat quietly on horseback, and even the Three Emperors didn't know what to do, he would appear here, the legend about the demon clan had passed away, and the former Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor was only a legend, and few strong people could see him. (To be continued......)