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The final battle of Feixian civilization.

There are no tragic scenes.

No horror fights either.

Not to mention the earth-shattering battle that people imagined.

Grandmist treasure, chaotic killing array, the spirit of seeing death as home.

Under the unimaginable blow of the empire, it was like a joke.

They fight like frogs in a well, thinking they can defend themselves against the enemy just by looking at the mouth of the well.

Who would have thought that the other party would dig up the entire piece of land next to the well, crush it, and re-lay the terrain.

Time Daozu, the closest group of powerhouses, was completely dispelled under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The runes are shocking and magnificent, but they are meaningless.

They are immortal bodies and immortal souls.

Even if he died for tens of millions of years, as long as someone recites his name, he can return from nothingness.

But now everything is reduced to nothingness.

From this moment on, even someone is chanting their real name.

There is no way to make them reproduce again.

Because they never existed.

Wonderful ripples passed by, and everything returned to nothing.

The data of many powerhouses were overwritten, crushed, and no longer existed.

All prestige is nothingness.

It doesn't exist in the past, it doesn't exist in the future, and it doesn't exist in this world.

Time Daozu and others struggled for a long time.

But for practitioners standing a little farther away.

Accompanied by a ray of light, Time Daozu and others completely disappeared into nothingness.

The speed was so fast that they couldn't react.

The reason why this phenomenon occurs in 970 is because the contrast of time flow rate is different.

The difference between the inside and the outside is too big.

Seeing several Dao ancestors, a dozen or so immortal emperors showed no resistance, and were killed without even escaping.

The many cultivators who were waiting in the formation had a bad heart and fled to the distance one after another.

But the ripples were rippling, and more people were involved and completely turned into dust.

Realizing the horror of its attack, all of them looked horrified and desperate, and had already been scared out of their nerves.

They thought they had witnessed the power and cruelty of the empire.

And be prepared for it.

But now, they understand.

What they have seen is just the tip of the iceberg.

The true power of the empire was revealed, so terrifying and so desperate.

All their resistance is pointless.

Being completely crushed and destroyed, everything will cease to exist.

The white-haired Han Jue was holding a fairy sword in his hand, his whole body was full of vitality, and the fairy glow was shining brightly, but he could only stay where he was.

He gave a wry smile.

He also wanted to fight bloody battles for the sect and for his junior sister.

Even if you die, let the other party know that you will never give in.

Now, when he recalled his own thoughts, he seemed to want to laugh a little.

Hahaha!

Han Jue looked up to the sky and laughed.

The Empire is like a ruthless killing machine.

Don't care what the enemy thinks.

Whether it's hatred or anger, the empire doesn't care.

The empire just considered how to crush the enemy, and what method was the easiest to use.

That's all they think about.

Han Jue looked like a lunatic.

Everything he held on to was shattered at this moment.

Whether it is the inheritance of the Holy Land or the heart of revenge, the empire has never cared.

Han Jue thought that this battle would make the empire understand.

Even if the empire is high above, it will still bleed after all.

But now, Han Jue understood.

The gap between them and the empire, what he saw was always insignificant.

A slight movement of its terrifying strength is enough to completely destroy the Feixian civilization.

Avenue is also good.

It doesn't matter if you are happy.

It's all a dream.

Han Jue stood where he was and did not escape.

Wonderful ripples passed over him.

At that moment, Han Jue recalled his whole life.

He lives in a small village in Xianyu, the seventh eldest child in his family.

Since he was a child, his family was in a bitter and cold environment, and he worked as a helper for a practicing family, barely earning some food.

Feixian civilization respects cultivation and speaks with strength.

The lives of ordinary people are miserable, but the family members of practitioners live very comfortably, and they don't have to bear any consequences for wanton killing.

Talented people ascend to heaven, and enjoy peace for generations.

Those without talent have been slaves for generations, unable to survive or die.

Fortunately, Han Jue awakened his spiritual roots by accident and embarked on the road of practice.

Killing enemies and seizing treasures, searching for medicines and alchemy, resisting evil ways, going through hardships all the way, and finally becoming a fairy.

The past events emerged one after another, and finally settled on Junior Sister Mu.

After joining Xianmen, one day, the master (acfe) went out, and when he came back, he brought a lovely nun with him.

She was selected from a subordinate sect and was chosen as his junior sister.

From then on, he took care of her like an elder brother.

Han Jue thought that he was devoted to cultivating the Tao, and he only had the affection of a teacher and sister Mu, plus a little brother and sister affection.

But when Junior Sister Mu died tragically in his arms.

He suddenly realized that he had already liked the other party, but he never knew it.

Han Jue threw the celestial sword in his hand, watched it draw a beautiful trace, and finally fell into invisible ripples, turned into runes and flickered a few times before disappearing.

The sect was shattered, and the one he loved was gone, but he couldn't even avenge himself.

escape!

What's the point!!

What's more, there is no escape.

"If I could understand myself earlier, maybe I wouldn't have to have such regrets!

Han Jue sighed, practicing all his life, what's the use of gaining longevity, after all, it's all in vain.

He realized the Dao, but he didn't even know that he liked others.

Ripples passed by, Han Jue turned into a brilliant rune, and the celestial light towered into the sky, and finally slowly died away.

Ripples smooth everything, representing that there is nothing in the world.

The empire is ruthless, and all stories will not be remembered.

Love and hatred are all like this, and they will completely disappear.

Countless practitioners rushed to the distance, but in the end they found themselves being pinned down little by little.

He could only watch as Lianyi engulfed him before disappearing completely.

If you practice for thousands of years, you will be like the sun and the moon in the water.

There was no fierce fighting, no desperate cry.

There is a kind of bloody tenderness in the methods of the empire.

The entire Supreme Immortal World was completely wiped out by the ripples, and all elements were restarted, redefined, and turned into other things.

Only a few Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors fled to the edge of the immortal world in haste.

The edge of the fairyland is surrounded by chaos, the earth, fire, feng shui are evolving in turn, and the gods are densely covered with thunder, which can kill the soul of the gods.

This is a boundary barrier, and only the mighty can pass it.

A Taoist ancestor threw a small boat and turned it into a big boat, only to see that the light was shrouded, and the runes exuded an astonishing aura, which blocked the power of chaos.

"Let's go." The Taoist ancestor didn't talk nonsense, and stepped directly onto the boat.

Several other people looked at each other face to face, sighed, and boarded the boat one after another.

Now the Supreme Immortal Realm is over.

Only by escaping can there be a glimmer of life.

"We will definitely make the empire pay the price." An immortal emperor looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and swore.

"Of course, they can't be strong forever, we have enough time to wait for them to decline, at that time, it's time for us to take revenge.

A Taoist ancestor spoke.

"At that time, we will let them understand that self-cultivation is the most important thing, and with the help of external forces, they can only be strong for a while. 99

When everyone boarded the boat, Daozu pinched out the spell, and the big boat sailed into nothingness against the chaotic storm and countless thunders.

However, they didn't know that someone was already waiting for them.