Just broke up with the empress, stepped on the ants to upgrade

The Faxiang is like a golden giant standing upright, covering the entire sky with clouds.

But under the attack of the two, bursts of thunderous explosions were set off.

Soon, Qiantian's dharma was torn apart, and the golden giant also collapsed at this moment,

The Qiantian body hidden inside was exposed.

Both Su Mo and Zhao Ziluo stared at each other,

The next moment, they all disappeared in place,

Reappearing, Su Mo has crossed countless distances and appeared in front of Qian Tian,

The Xuanyuan sword in his hand had pierced straight into Qiantian's body.

"Thorn-"

At this moment, Qiantian's holy body was directly shattered, and the Xuanyuan sword directly pierced into Qiantian's body,

Launching the demon-slaying stance, the majestic spirit of the demon spirit pierced Qiantian's limbs and bones, imprisoning his entire body, frantically destroying the vitality in his body.

"you……"

Qian Tian's voice was hoarse, and there was still a deep disbelief in his eyes,

He never imagined that the phantom of the deity had just been summoned halfway, but it was broken by the two demon ancestors in front of him...

But...how is this possible?

But Qiantian's doubts, after all, can't be asked,

next moment,

Zhao Ziluo had already appeared above his head, and in his hand appeared a silver dagger engraved with simplicity and mystery, which was transformed from the previous body of Human Emperor Su Tian.

At this time, Zhao Ziluo raised the dagger, and it had already pierced deeply into the vertical eye on Qiantian's forehead.

"what--"

There was a painful roar from Qian Tian, ​​and his face was distorted at this moment.

Inside the dagger, there seemed to be a vicissitudes and vast energy injected into Qiantian's body. It was a mysterious and inexplicable white mist, which was frantically destroying Qiantian's vitality.

"No—even if I die, you have to be buried with me!"

Gan Tian roared angrily, hysterical,

The next moment, he tried his best, and a huge tentacle appeared from the air, stabbing at Su Mo.

At this time, Su Mo had just finished using the Heaven-Zhanning Form, and it was the time when he was weak and unable to move his body.

He could only watch helplessly as the tentacles came towards him,

"Shut up—"

And the next moment, a figure stood in front of Su Mo and hugged him.

The bodies of the two fell straight down,

And in the sky, Qiantian's vitality was completely cut off at this moment, and he died.

"Ding, you killed the final big boss Qian Tian, ​​level +10. Incarnation of Heaven*1."

Chapter 157 Zhao Ziluo's Death

The notification sound from the system in the ear came, Qian Tian was completely dead,

He died under the dagger that the human emperor Su Tian's body turned into.

Su Mo and Zhao Ziluo fell from high altitude to the ground together.

In the battle with Qiantian, at the last moment, Zhao Ziluo withstood the fatal blow for Su Mo,

Her body has been pierced, her face is pale, and the breath on her body is like a candle in the wind, as if it will dissipate in the wind at any time.

At this time, she threw herself into Su Mo's arms, and she couldn't even maintain the flight. The two of them fell from the sky quickly like comets.

Su Mo gradually recovered some strength, adjusted his posture, and caught Zhao Ziluo's body.

Her body is light and soft, as if she has no weight at all.

What Su Mo caught... seemed to be not a body... but a weak and incorporeal soul...

At this time, her face was pale and terrible,

The aura on her body was unprecedentedly weak, no matter whether she was Zhao Ziluo or Xuanyuan Luoyun.

I have never been so weak as I am today...

And all of this is because of him...

"You don't have to block it, that blow can't kill me..."

Su Mo's voice was hoarse, as if something was stuck in his heart for a while.

Why, when he wanted to kill her, she tried to save him time and time again?

Moreover, by virtue of the Chaos Exercise, his defense power is much stronger than Zhao Ziluo's...

It's like a crispy mage, but chooses to block the knife for a tank...

"I know, Brother Su Mo...but the body moves by itself..."

Zhao Ziluo smiled lightly and explained in a low voice,

Her face was pale, with a trace of exhaustion and a trace of relief.

She is already very tired, from birth to now... really tired...

She has been waiting for this day for too long...

And now, that day has finally come.

At this moment... she just wanted to take a good rest.

Su Mo hugged Zhao Ziluo,

The two of them were in free fall, crossing the thick sea of ​​clouds, and the wind was quietly noisy in their ears.

Su Mo quietly looked at Zhao Ziluo's ever-familiar and beautiful face,

Obviously I've watched it many times.

But at this moment, Su Mo seemed to be seeing her for the first time... with a complicated expression, as if a thousand words were stuck in his heart for a while, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Under a huge old banyan tree, Su Mo put Zhao Ziluo on the ground steadily,

"Chaos, can you save her?"

Su Mo asked, his voice a little hoarse.

The elixir in his backpack is still effective at a low level... but for people with a high level, the effect is already negligible...

"It can't be done, master, it's too late... The hostess' vitality has been exhausted, and the last blow just now has completely wiped out the vitality in her body, there is no way..."

Chaos said, with a sigh in his voice. To Chaos, its first owner was actually Zhao Ziluo, so naturally he had special feelings for her.

But later, Zhao Ziluo voluntarily gave up the Chaos Sutra and handed it over to Su Mo.

"At the beginning, the old emperor of the Xuanyuan family was also contaminated by the darkness of the Chaos Sutra. At that time, the hostess overdrawn her vitality once to forcefully renew the life of the old emperor and suppress the darkness. Now, it is the second time. ..."

Chaos shook his head and continued, his voice full of regret.

Su Mo's eyes trembled... His mouth moved, trying to say something, but he couldn't say it...

It turns out that the emperor of the Xuanyuan family didn't die at the hands of Xuanyuan Luoyun...but there were already problems...

Before that, was it Xuanyuan Luoyun who wanted to continue his life... while suppressing the darkness?

"Master, the big formation of Zhuge Qingyun's incarnation you showed me, and on it there is a big formation of self-cultivation against innateness... I don't know who arranged it, but it seems to have the aura of the hostess on it. In time, Zhuge Qingyun should be able to recover..."

"And Su Shan, before finally turning into an ice sculpture, there was a powerful aura that protected him at a critical moment... He was able to save his life, that kid, if he doesn't fall, the Human Emperor is expected..."

"As for the two races of humans and demons, although they have been plagued by resentful spirits in the past two years... but the casualties are not large, and there have been strong people who have been secretly helping them..."

"Actually, extreme evil thoughts are also good thoughts... Even if the hostess has been contaminated by evil thoughts, it's just a little extreme..."

……

Su Mo couldn't hear what else was said after the Chaos Sutra.

He looked at Zhao Ziluo with a complicated expression. At this moment, she had slowly woken up.

"Brother Su Mo...this is the first time you hug me..."

Zhao Ziluo murmured softly, his eyes were a little hazy,

Obviously he was about to die, but there was still a slight smile on Zhao Ziluo's beautiful face,

As if at this moment, the moment this person appeared, death was worthless in front of her.

In fact, if you are careful, it is not difficult to find... no matter at any time, as long as Su Mo appears in her field of vision, she must be smiling,

"Feel sorry……"

After a while, Su Mo looked at Zhao Ziluo and said softly, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Brother Su Mo...you don't have to say sorry to me...anyone can...but you can't..."

"Your appearance...is already the happiest thing in Ziluo's life..."

Zhao Ziluo shook his head vigorously, and said slowly.

After a while, Zhao Ziluo felt his fragmented body, and asked softly:

"Brother Su Mo...I'm a little sleepy...Maybe I'm going to sleep for a while...Can I borrow your shoulder for a while?"

Just... sleepy?

Su Mo didn't speak, but silently helped her up and let her rest on his shoulder.

A war is over, the years are quiet,

The old banyan tree blooms quietly, with luxuriant branches and leaves, green and green, with faint silhouettes falling down,

The light shines on the shoulders of Su Mo and Zhao Ziluo, they sit leaning on each other,

Zhao Ziluo lay quietly on Su Mo's shoulder, looking at the distant sky in a daze, with the happiest smile ever on his mouth:

"Brother Su Mo... I still remember the first time I saw you... You shouted that you wanted to use your sword to solve the dispute between the two races..."

"You said that what you cultivate is the Haoran Sword, and what you cultivate is the will of the world."

"You said that the two races of humans and monsters...have been fighting for thousands of years...it's time to completely solve it in your era..."

"Brother Su Mo said these things, there are beautiful little stars in his eyes, as if pretending to be in this vast world..."

"Zi Luo has always kept it in his heart, always remembered... From then on, Zi Luo fantasized that one day he must realize Brother Su Mo's dream..."

"Now...we finally did it..."

Zhao Ziluo said slowly, she spoke very slowly, she almost stopped every word, she didn't speak much, but it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength.

When she said this, she wanted to raise the corners of her mouth and smile, but in the end, the corners of her mouth just moved forcefully, and she had no strength left...

Su Mo didn't speak, but listened quietly with a complicated expression,

It was as if there was a stone stuck in my throat, and I felt oppressed,

It turns out that the original body, a few casual words, she actually remembers now...

The dream of having the world in mind and wishing that humans and monsters live in peace is both Zhao Ziluo's and Su Mo's...

She has always regarded Su Mo's dream as her own dream and creed, and has persisted until now...

"Brother Su Mo...can you turn around...I want...to be alone for a while..."

Zhao Ziluo said again, the voice was very soft, very small.

Su Mo helped Zhao Ziluo under the old banyan tree, walked aside,

Zhao Ziluo quietly leaned on the old banyan tree,

The moment Su Mo turned around, her beautiful face began to age little by little, and her cheeks were covered with wrinkles like cobwebs.

Her three thousand black hairs began to turn white one by one,