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When the emperor travels, thousands of roads pave the way.

Someone looked up at the phantom of the majestic stalwart, recognized who it was, felt awe, and unconsciously knelt down on the ground.

Xuanhuang Xuying walked through the southern region like a walk, entered Zhongzhou, and stepped into the northern region.

He stopped for a moment until he came to the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Regions.

Incense is prosperous in the Western Regions, and there is only one holy place in the entire Western Regions, and that is Lingshan!

In everyone's heart, there is only one belief, the Buddha.

After the shadow of Xuanhuang stopped, the incense burners in all the temples in the Western Regions began to burn rapidly, gathering the power of faith.

In the end, on the opposite side of the Xuanhuang phantom, a phantom was also condensed, with a solemn treasure, sitting cross-legged in the air, surrounded by Buddha lights, and thousands of gods and Buddhas sitting cross-legged in the air, chanting the Dao Sanskrit.

"You and I are defeated..."

The phantom that appeared looked somewhere, and said again: "But why are you here?"

Xuanhuang Xuying said: "I am the emperor, I should not be afraid of all enemies in the world!"

"Hey…"

The figure illuminated by the Buddha's light shook his head and sighed, turning into rays of light, scattered in the sky and the earth.

Xuanhuang stepped up to the sky and walked into the universe. He walked through star fields, was seen by countless people, and was forgotten by countless people.

In today's world, no one can remember him.

In the end, Xuanhuang stopped at one place, the galaxy around him began to collapse, cracks appeared in the sky on the 33rd floor above his head, the rich Xuanhuang Qi began to fade, and he was about to disappear completely.

"This emperor once protected all spirits... but his strength is not satisfactory... I am ashamed of all living beings..."

Xuanhuang's figure became fainter and fainter. He looked somewhere in the Big Dipper and met a young man's eyes.

"You are just you, do what you want!"

"The future is too scary, you don't have to face it."

After the words fell, the mysterious yellow phantom completely dissipated into specks of starlight, floating towards the top of the universe.

Vaguely, there was the last sentence.

"In the corner of the future, who will that figure be?"

"The farther corner is blurry and invisible. The two seem to be one... and not one..."

……

After Emperor Xuanhuang disappeared, the imperial mausoleum exploded in extremely bright light, and the shock wave of destruction destroyed millions of miles of land, turning it into coke...

...

Hua Yunfei returned to the backer sect with Ye Bufan and Dao Xuwu.

Before approaching, only a sad cry came from the air.

"Junior brother, you died so miserable!"

The owner of the voice reveals his true feelings, and the pain in his heart can only be vented with his voice.

Hua Yunfei raised his eyebrows, it was the voice of the real person Tianji.

"Who died?"

A few people came to the mountain gate of the Backing Mountain Sect, and from a distance, they could see white silk hanging on the mountain gate, paper money scattered all over the mountain gate, and every disciple, including every elder, was dressed in linen and filial piety.

Dao Xuwu put his hands behind his back, his expression remained unchanged, and he muttered, "Who is this sitting down?"

A few people came to the gate of the Mountain Sect, and Elder Shi rushed up to greet them. He was also dressed in sackcloth and mourning, his eyes were reddish.

Hua Yunfei asked, "What's the situation?"

Elder Shi shook his head in pain, and said: "Yesterday, Daoist Enemy God was practicing kung fu, and he accidentally got mad, and the inner demon invaded the soul of heaven and man, and died suddenly!"

"what?"

Hua Yunfei said: "Didn't Patriarch Xuancheng come out? He can't solve it either?"

Elder Shi shook his head, and said: "For some reason, the symptoms of Immortal Enemy God deteriorated extremely quickly. Before Patriarch Xuancheng came over, he..."

Dao Xuwu knew what was going on in his heart. This was a matter for the younger generation. He didn't ask any more questions, his figure disappeared, and he went to the surroundings of the backer sect to check whether there were any dangerous connections to the outside world and cause and effect.

If not, he can go back to the ancestral mausoleum and lie down temporarily.

During the time I came out, I was happy, and my hands were full of fun.

The most important thing is that he often uses fists and kicks these days, and he seems to have learned some tricks, and his strength has become much stronger.

"Maybe I can find that guy to practice... But, I have to agree first, I can't use my cultivation base..."

Dao Wuwu thought to himself.

Hearing this, Hua Yunfei's face was puzzled, he was not sure, is he really dead or fake dead?

Looking at the exaggerated layout around and the never-ending crying, it seems to be true.

Thinking of this, Hua Yunfei's heart gradually became heavy. If it is true...then this incident will deal a heavy blow to the rest of the sect, especially the Enemy Peak.

Hua Yunfei didn't say any more, and took Ye Bufan and the others to the Enemy Peak.

Strangely, after the four of them left, Elder Shi, who was crying at first, wiped away his tears, took out a small notebook and read it with relish, sitting on the rocking chair beside him, laughing out loud from time to time.

How can there be just the slightest pain.

Walking into the Backing Mountain Sect, every disciple had a sad expression, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, holding incense sticks, and was queuing up at the foot of the Enemy God Peak, waiting to offer incense to the Immortal Enemy God.

They are sending the master of the peak for the last time.

Walking up to the Enemy God Peak, those who can stand here at this moment are all high-ranking sect leaders.

In front of the crowd, there was a black and white portrait of Immortal Enemy. In front of the portrait, Immortal Yuntian and Taoist Xuanhe who had just rushed back were offering incense.

There was a little bit of pain and grief in their serious expressions.

Master Yuntian said solemnly, "I didn't expect, Junior Brother Enemy God, to suffer such a catastrophe at such a young age, hey..."

Thinking of the boring gourd that Daoist Enemy God would never see again, Daoist Yuntian felt a little annoyed.

There are fewer and fewer familiar people.

Xuanhe Taoist comforted: "The enemy god has done a good job, and he is worthy of being the master of the peak. Don't be too sad, everything has its own destiny."

"Fate is free to arrange!"

On the side, Master Gou Yuan, Master Tianji, and Master Xiaxuan all looked more serious after hearing this.

Indeed, this is all arranged by God.

When it's time to die, it's time to die.

Daoist Tianji wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a sobbing tone, "I never thought that the meeting the day before yesterday would be the last time with my junior brother, hey..."

"Junior brother...you really died a miserable death..."

Before Daoist Enemy went mad yesterday, Daoist Tianji went to see him.

The two secretly chatted about something.

Then, shortly after Immortal Tianji left, Immortal Enemy, who was training, suddenly went mad and died tragically in the cave.

Daoist Gou Yuan patted Daoist Tianji on the shoulder, leaned into his ear and said, "What exactly did you say to Junior Brother?"

"Junior Brother Enemy God died so quickly, is it your fault?"

Immortal Tianji raised his head and said, "Don't engage in conspiracy theories!"

"What kind of person am I? Is it possible that I will harm the enemy's junior brother?"

Xiaxuan Zhenren at the side glanced at the two of them, hummed and did not speak.

"Then what did you say?" Gou Yuan asked curiously, put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and asked.

"Discussed the issue of cultivation, isn't he already in the Dao realm? I'll ask him to clarify the confusion, okay?"

"Every one of you is the king of scrolls, and I am the only one left who is still the eighth-level heaven in the heaven-human realm."

"Oh...yes, there is also my junior sister, but her age is not counted."

Daoist Tianji said.

Reverend Xiaxuan glanced at Reverend Tianji and said nothing, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

At this time, the real Gou Yuan saw Hua Yunfei coming back, and glanced at Ye Bufan and the three behind him, especially the round fat man.

Newly recruited disciple?

Without thinking too much, he said: "Yunfei, come here quickly, and see your uncle for the last time."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to see this boring gourd in the future, hey..."

Hua Yunfei nodded, took the incense handed by the elder at the side, lit it, walked to the portrait of the real enemy god, and bowed solemnly.

"Uncle, let's go!"