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When everything calmed down, there was no war, no waves, the blood gradually dispersed, the darkness was driven out, and the dawn appeared.

A tall figure appeared like a demon king, and the covered heavens were about to burst, and there was a suffocating power fluctuation. He walked through the ruins and battlefields of galaxies one after another, watching the remnants.

"Is the Emperor Stone dead? Did that woman fall asleep again after the First World War? I'm still alive, and I will live forever!"

He is a great master, with thick hair scattered like a waterfall, and scary eyes. He walks among the galaxies, looking for the blood left by the Supreme, and even looking for the half body of the Void Emperor. There are too many left in this battle. There are many All he needs.

In the end, he disappeared too!

At this point, the dark turmoil ended, and the most terrifying blood turmoil and catastrophe in history ended. The time was amazingly short, much faster than expected.

However, it really left a lot of mourning.

"It's over, it's over, the darkness of blood and tears is over!"

"The catastrophe is over, we are still alive!"

There were cheers from all over the place, resounding through the sky, celebrating the end of the apocalypse. Everyone was so excited that it was really not easy to survive.

Everyone is the rest of their lives, all gasping for breath, and then shouting at the sky. Only now can they appreciate the value of life, and it is better to live than anything else.

People let out to their heart's content and howled vigorously to express their feelings.

And at the end, when the cheers and excitement were over and the people gradually calmed down, an atmosphere of sadness and desolation pervaded, and gradually came the sound of crying.

"Woooo..."

Too many people died in the turmoil this time, one place after another in the ancient land of life turned bright red, and piles of corpses piled up on the ground, higher than the mountains and wider than the sea.

"Son, where are you, come back and see mother." A white-haired old woman cried heart-rendingly, covered in blood, fell to the ground, feeling cold all over.

"Father, please don't die, please, you must survive." A weak girl shook a body vigorously, but the man only had blood flowing from his mouth, his eyes were dim, and he stretched out his hand weakly and touched it. Her face then drooped her head, without a sound.

"Mother, don't sleep, get up, get up quickly." A three or four-year-old child cried loudly, holding the arms of his body that had been cold for a long time, with tears in his big eyes.

And this is just the epitome of tragedies in the world, they are everywhere, not just in one star field, but in a large area of ​​the universe, bloody and gloomy.

There were too many losses in this battle, and many heroic bones from other lands, even though they did not have the strength of the Great Emperor, rushed to the battle outside the territory, spilling blood on the starry sky.

In fact, quite a few people exploded before even getting close to the battlefield, turning into blood and bones. They were powerless, and in the end they only let out an unyielding roar.

There are not a few people like this, seeing the desolation of the void, the bleeding of Hengyu, and the desolation of Gai Jiuyou, they are desperate, although they have no effect, they have also ignited the fire of the unyielding will of all spirits.

"It's a pity, too much has been buried, the unbearable burden, so many sorrows." The big black dog mourned sadly in the starry sky, a little depressed, a little decadent, and slowly walked away.

The Void Mirror was shattered, the Taihuang Sword was broken, the Jiuli Tu was cracked, the West Emperor Tower was incomplete, and the Eternal Universe Furnace exploded...

Since this day, the imperial weapon in the universe has almost been destroyed, leaving too much pain and grief, and the price paid is too huge to bear.

The star field affected by the Supreme War was too wide, and it also caused a terrible blood calamity. The glory of the past seemed so pale on this day.

Crying came from the universe. Ji Ziyue was dressed in plain clothes, carrying a basket of pure white flowers, weeping and shedding all the way, pieces of crystal petals flying, accompanied by the blood mist in the remnants of the battlefield.

"Ye Fan..." she murmured in despair.

The god king Ji Haoyue's eyes were even redder. There were many people they wanted to sacrifice, not only Emperor Void, but also Ye Fan, and Xiaozu Jizi, all of them left one by one.

All Ji's family members arrived, and all those who survived wept bitterly.

"Find the corpse, even a piece of bone or a drop of blood!" Ji Haoyue said with difficulty.

Ji Ziyue wiped away her tears, but soon there would be crystals slipping down again. She felt very painful, so she sprinkled white petals and walked silently towards the distance, searching all the way.

Jiang Yifei arrived, screaming and shaking the sky, leading the people of the Jiang clan to pay homage here, full of sorrow and grief.The God King in white died for him, and pushed him away at the critical moment, leaving him with the hope of life.

All the major inheritances, immortal dynasties, holy lands, strong clans, etc. have all come. Some people are silent, some people cry out, how many emperors are buried here, and they can never be reproduced again.

The people from Tianzhi Village also came, looking everywhere, trying to turn over one battlefield after another, they walked all over the edge of the universe, howling.

"Ye Fan, Senior Gai, King Jiang, Ji Zi, come alive, don't die!" Li Heishui's eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled and searched frantically in these places.

"Son of God, where are you, I believe you will survive!" Xiao Que'er burst into tears, continuously shedding tears.

"Master!" Ye Tong screamed, with a sad face and tears rolling down his face. It was Ye Fan who picked him up back then, and took him away in a bloody battle against the Golden Crow clan. Now he is what he is today.

Too many people have come, and they are all sad. The battlefield is too vast and involves many star fields, and they tirelessly pursue it.

"Emperor Void, Emperor Eternal Universe..." Many races came here to worship, very pious and full of sadness.

Dark turmoil, the end of a blood robbery left too much sadness, making people feel bitter.

"Ye Fan! Ji Zi!"

The holy prince roared, his golden hair stood on end, he was mad with hatred, the two brothers who once fought side by side, now he was the only one left.

"I really want to level up several life restricted areas!" Dongfang Ye roared angrily.

Batch after batch of people came to offer sacrifices to the dead, to the emperor's weapon, to this battle, to this life, to the burial place of blood and bones, to the battlefield where life rested, cold and desolate.

Ye Tong, Hua Hua, and Xiao Que Er searched for a whole hundred years, hoping to get even a bone or a drop of blood from Ye Fan, but they were disappointed.

No one inherited or used the cauldron of all things that Ye Fan left in Tianzhi Village, and was finally buried in his clothes tomb.

Chapter 1609 300 Years in the World

This era is full of grief, sadness and sadness.

A hundred years have passed, and some wounds are difficult to heal even with years, many things cannot come back, and some traces are forever cut into my heart.

A hundred years of solitude, some people have stayed alone for hundreds of years, quietly waiting and looking into the distance.After a hundred years of pursuit, some people have traveled all over the starry sky, struggling to follow the lost footsteps.A century of pain, someone licks the wound and cultivates in secret.

Time flies, and 100 years have passed in this way, the dark turmoil is over, but it has left indelible pain and bitterness to this era.

"Master, where are you?!" Ye Tong and the others roared, searching all over the starry sky, but in the end they found nothing, and tears shed into Xingyu.

"Son of God, I know that you are still alive and will come back." Xiao Que'er left sadly.

The yellow leaves are blown by the wind, and it is another autumn. The chill is coming, and there is a chill like being cut by a knife. This late autumn is a little cold, a little cold, and a little chilling.

That battle was over, all the clans of the heavens left a lot of blood and tears, too many wounds still need time to heal slowly, countless mortals died unexpectedly, and too many heroes passed away.

Emperor Void and Emperor Hengyu are remembered by all races, and they are well remembered because they have paid too much.And Gai Jiuyou was also recited by the world, that sentence, who dares to fight me?It seems to be still ringing in my ears. Even though the curtain ended tragically, the brilliance is still there.

The stars are disillusioned, the tides ebb and flow, and what has passed is irreversible in the end. It is immortal in time, but it can only live in people's memories.

"Too many people died in that battle. It's a pity that many heroes buried their bones in other places, and many of them didn't even leave their names behind."