Zhu Xian Qi Yuan gl

"The most hypocritical and touching sentence in the world may be that every life can become a light."

The comprehension essence of Yan Hong and others is still rising with brilliance, as if the power of self-explosion of the primordial spirit has been realized in another way, and there are countless fighters who survived the war here.

They're just mortal, and the most extraordinary of mortals.

Slowly, each Shura's dead soul began to glow, and then one after another, like shooting stars, gathered on Xiu and Asura.

The hole in Xiu's abdomen that was penetrated by Asura also had abnormal resilience and healed quickly.

Asura's power has soared more than twice, if it is crazy, who can stop it?

But what's even crazier is King Shura, who also sends energy to him.

"Hehehe." Asura looked at his palms and smiled lowly.

There was a desolation that he didn't want to admit at all.

"Kill God." Asura called softly.

The scimitar buried by the violent wind and yellow sand flew out of the storm and flew back into his hand. The cold light of the scimitar was reflected on his face. The blade, the narrow cold blade of God Killer reflected his ugly face, a face that was unfamiliar even to himself.

He used to be handsome, but in other people's mouth, he is so ugly now, it's also in other people's mouth, he doesn't care.

He is all the inferiority of Shura, the light of Shura, and the other side of Shura.

Asura sneered, the killing god's cold light draped over him, solidified like attachment, his smile became a little softer, then he threw the killing god back in disdain, and inserted it into Xiu's side.Asura squinted at Xiu: "How long do you have to kneel. How can you compete with me if you don't hold it?"

Xiu sneered, held Killing God, and stood up.The red lotus armor is shiny, and she has unprecedented power on her body. There are people from the tribe, some from the God of Killing, some from the world of Jade Immortals, senior brothers, senior sisters, Xiaobai, Xiaohuan, Jin Ping'er... and Xueqi.

Those who can be named and those who cannot be named have become the light on her body.

It might be sickeningly pretentious, but—hot.

"Fate? Huh, bah!" Asura still looked at the time and space and sneered and spit, "Honglian, I didn't admit defeat, and I won't admit to King Luo. But no matter how I am like what you said The rebellion, vileness, and cruelty will not erase the belief that I should have as a member of the Shura tribe. My hatred will not disappear, and my will will not disappear. You bring peace, and I will continue to kill. It is not destined , but my choice, you don’t regret it, and I won’t regret it either. But if a new Asura Realm is really the mission you and I should have as a Chaos Asura at the same time, I don’t mind completing it! Only the Asura Realm is still there, Shura will continue."

Xiu, listened to Asura's words with disdain, but it was undeniable that she had an understanding with Asura for the first time. The madness hidden in her blood made her cold again. She also said that she would eventually be with Asura. During the fierce battle with Asura, I was extremely excited, and I forgot too many things at that moment.

Now that she has calmed down, holding the God of Killing, the things she had temporarily forgotten have returned, but she has a more glorious mission, which she does not need to choose, but must be achieved!

The dead souls of the Shura clan disappeared on her and Asura one by one, and those souls who had no way back were placed on them.

When all the brilliance of Shura's dead souls disappeared and only King Shura remained.

Asura roared at the void of the narrow space-time, and she also slashed towards the void with her knife. King Shura stopped absorbing the true essence of Yan Hong and others.They were all seriously injured and on the verge of death. The most fortunate thing was that they didn't reach the moment when they ran out of fuel.

Asura stopped roaring, and he jumped in front of King Shura, a head taller than King Shura, covering his phantom in the shadow.

He looked at the dead soul of King Shura viciously. "A bright future. Heh, do you yearn for the light because you are in the dark? Tsk tsk. My old enemy is Honglian, but you, perhaps, are my most terrifying enemy. I have to admit, as the last person in the Shura world King, you are qualified enough. If I still exist after penetrating that void and creating miracles, the new order will definitely be created by me."

King Shura smiled and shook his head helplessly, but only at this moment his smile was not a king. He glanced at Xiu and the girl Xiu was interested in, and disappeared into the last light of Shura's dead soul.

The seemingly distant time and space finally expanded to this wasteland at this moment. Yan Hong and the others were attracted by the gravity of the time and space vortex. They were really too small, and their struggle was futile.

But for some reason, the sound of chanting Buddha resounded in my ears, and a wall of light was placed from an unknown void to stop them, separating the gravitational force of time and space, and protecting them. There were scriptures on that wall of light, But it's not just the scriptures, the journey of cultivation is long, the gods, gods and ghosts they believe in seem to have picked up the forgotten compassion and manifested their spirits, or, they used their beliefs to create miracles.

The narrowness of time and space is an abyss gap that will determine their final fate in this battle.

And Xiu also jumped up, and shattered the golden cage with one knife. Standing in front of Lu Xueqi, she didn't have much expression and forgot to smile.

Her appearance was reflected in her red eyes, then she put her arms around her waist and kissed her hard, hard.

The tight lips were twisted, the bridge of their noses were deformed, and it hurt.

Unforgettable.

Kiss is too short, love is too long.

Xiu didn't say anything, and Lu Xueqi didn't do anything.

She held the scimitar and flew towards the narrow space and time, and at the same time, Ashura rushed into the terrible abyss with their glorious mission.

At that moment, there were only two glowing and glowing shadows, but people seemed to see Shura's thousands of troops following them.

what happens?have no idea.

die?maybe.

With her, not her.

Lu Xueqi just stood frozen in place, protected by the light wall, watching her being submerged and disappearing.

She didn't pull her clothes, didn't take a step, didn't chase her, and didn't call her name in her heart.

The world was turned upside down, time and space oscillated, and the space-time gap swallowed two Shura tribesmen, and then began to explode.

To perish faster than it came, devouring the cracks in the world of Shura, one would not know what kind of revenge Shura would launch, and one would not know the bottom line of that race's bloody madness.

You can't help but marvel at the magic of the universe, of life, and of your own insignificance.

The self-explosion of the giant narrow black hole has the power to swallow the sky and the earth, and it also has the brilliance of the galaxy. It happens in front of your eyes, but it is pulled to the horizon in space, like a moment, and in time, like a long time.

It devoured the heaven and the earth, and it spit out the sea of ​​stars, bit by bit, dying.

Meteor showers sprinkled the night sky, and the night took off its veil, and slowly ushered in the first dawn after the disaster, and then the sun rose and everything grew.

In the yellow sand, quietly and touchingly, a new green plant grew.

The beautiful eyes belonging to Lu Xueqi witnessed the end of a catastrophe, the pride of a race, the birth, and a miracle.

But did not see her lover.

She finally understood why King Shura said sorry to her.

She knew that she was crying, and her heart was hurting and sad, but she had no regrets or hatred.

Perhaps when they were destined to become gods, when they shouldered due and proud missions, when they fell in love, their love transcended race, gender, and even life and death.

The narrowness of time and space that brought too much shock finally disappeared in this world. The sun rose and gave the world the light it deserved. After the light, there will be dusk and night alternately. She continued to write her history, but that crazy race seemed to leave without a trace.

Gods and Buddhas have indifferent mercy, but does heaven have mercy?

It seems that in order to make up for the karmic debts committed, the space-time giant explosion disappeared, but left behind fragments, each piece has the power to turn decay into magic, making up for the devastated land.

How magical is time and space, and how magical is everything in the universe?

Everything in the desolate surroundings is undergoing earth-shaking changes, the yellow sand recedes, greenery grows, and then spring flowers, summer sun, autumn frost, and winter snow alternate rapidly, and even Yan Hong and the others' bodies that are about to burn out are recovering quickly.

In the short period of time they can feel, the ecology that has been completely destroyed will soon have a brand new verdure. Perhaps Nirvana must mean rebirth.

They are unfortunate but lucky. They are mortals, but they have created miracles. They have won and overcome disasters, but they are left with unspeakable sorrow. For this land and for the experience that will soon become history, they are sad and calm. Then, let out a long and soft breath, with respect for life.

Xiaohuan was the first person to move among the crowd standing silently. She walked towards the fresh green wilderness, looking for something with her eyes.

Xiaohuan is not affected, she has a compassion beyond ordinary people, has more sentimental emotions than others, but also has a deeper indifference than others.

Enlightenment, Enlightenment, her awareness is close to "God", which makes her grow stronger and stronger in a sentimental and almost ruthless way.

In a place dotted with yellow flowers among the greenery, Xiaohuan found what she was looking for, the person who led her into the Tao and taught her the way.

The ghost doctor was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were open motionless, and a blood jade bone was still stuck in his chest that had dried up with blood, as if he was dying.

Xiaohuan stared at him, stared, surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly understood.

The ghost doctor was a ghost doctor after all, he still held his breath, blinked his eyes, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is blue, with a few white clouds floating around. No one would have imagined that such a beautiful and pure sky would almost turn into chaos and nothingness just a short time ago.

"I still failed after all." The ghost doctor murmured.

Xiaohuan squatted down, but didn't speak.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is another world in the world. In the unknown, we are too small. All living beings are equal, but they are not really equal. Therefore, they fight, even kill each other, and hurt each other. The void of the universe creates magic, and our minds Longing, we are constantly pursuing longevity, thinking that we are transcendent, but in fact nature still rules us, it plays with us in the applause, gives us strength, gives us the illusion of transcending it, but maintains a ridiculous Balance, the pinnacle of power is death, and the beginning of death is rebirth, the so-called growth of reincarnation. Eternity, what is it? I am in awe of power, but I don’t long for it. I am looking for something that cannot be named, which may break the rules and subvert the Tao, maybe It doesn't exist at all, but I'm already crazy about it. Maybe I'm a lunatic, I've been thinking, evil, good and evil, yin and yang, this is relative necessity, driven by balance, even if it is as powerful as the Shura world, Or the gods and Buddhas we have always believed in, the King of Heaven and the Underworld, as well as the Linglong Empress and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon just realized the time and space, and did not break away from this balance. Suppose there is no such balance from the beginning, there is no relative, only absolute , or we can find the truth of nature faster and find the true eternity of life, maybe we will not, slowly go to perdition and reincarnation. Is there a kind of eternity that is not restricted by time and space, without fighting, without ugliness... I have Loneliness, obsession and madness, the pursuit and proof of eternal truth must be sacrificed, I have long since awakened, but I am still a mortal, I will be confused, I will hesitate, I will find the wrong direction, am I wrong? Is it wrong? "

Xiaohuan, who was silent, moved her throat, and finally opened her mouth: "Master." With a soft and soft voice, her eyes were a little complicated, but the purity called awe never changed. "Based on my current experience, I don't really understand it. But in terms of my right and wrong, you are wrong, and your approach is too radical. Maybe in the future, I may not be able to refute your idea. As you said, the long and long-term Compared with nature, we are really too small, the end of life, the length of time, and even eternity, your grand ideas are too far away, and there are too few people who can sacrifice their lives to pursue them."

"Ha." The ghost doctor smiled, noncommittal, his eyes left the blue sky, and stared deeply at the girl in front of him. "Little Ring."

Also very light and soft, Xiaohuan's eyes were finally moist after holding back for a long time. "Master, I am here."

The crying that I tried to hide but couldn't hide.The ghost doctor sighed and smiled, "In my life, hehe, I was most fortunate to be born in southern Xinjiang, and my happiest day was to burn incense. My favorite is the witch fire of the Li nationality, and I am most proud of my medical skills. The one who has no regrets is having you as an apprentice. Disciple, take my ashes back to southern Xinjiang, and let it be scattered with the wind on the top of the mountain in southern Xinjiang. This is the beginning and the end."

"Yes, Master." She called him for the last time, nothing more.

No one cares about the fall of a generation of doctors and poisoners, except for Xiaohuan, no one will mourn the death of the ghost doctor.

People wake up from their own grief and only care about one girl.

Heaven's slaughter starts with Shura and ends with Shura.

She, maintaining the appearance that the Asura female general left, has been standing.

The people closest to her walked towards her slowly, Yan Hong was speechless, Jin Ping'er was speechless, and the rest were even more speechless. Xiaobai wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she was sad.

The last fragments of the space-time gap also disappeared.

A breeze blows.

Lu Xueqi stared blankly at the sky without traces.

She heard a deep cry, it belonged to the disciple of Fenxiang, for whom, one can imagine.

In order to repair.

Miracles, can I expect one?

A thunderbolt flashed across the sky, a slit opened, and people were in ecstasy for a moment.

A machete fell in front of them, and the slit in the sky closed.

Killing God, nothing but Killing God.

Lu Xueqi stepped forward with legs that seemed to be too stiff to belong to her, came to Killing God, pulled out the black scimitar, Killing God shook her palm, and flew towards the broken Dragon Valley in the next moment, like It was as if Teng created something miraculous, the Shura scimitar melted into the veins of the earth, and the Dragon Valley also ushered in a rebirth.

Killing God was gone, a bird's cry sounded, and the consonant wings behind Lu Xueqi flickered for a moment, and then shattered in the gentle sunlight.The flying feathers fluttered all over the sky, dancing and spinning, turning into pure white dust, dissipating with the wind.

When the last white feather passed through Lu Xueqi's palm and disappeared, the red rope wrapped around her wrist,

broken.

There was no sound, which took away her heartbeat.

As soon as Lu Xueqi fell to the ground, she became dizzy for a moment, which frightened the people in grief back to their senses, and wanted to help her, but no one dared to move, leaving her to sit on the ground in a daze.

The killing god that belonged to her is gone, and the wings of the consonance are gone, and there is only a dragon-shaped valley that is being restored, which she left as her home.

She appeared in his life so amazingly.

Lu Xueqi, I love you.

Tears rolled down Lu Xueqi's cheeks, without much expression, she was heartbroken but alive.

"Killing God, Consonance Wings, and Shura are all gone. You seem to have never been here, but home is still there. There are traces of your existence here. You engraved it in my heart, and the red rope was broken. You promised promise, but you didn't come back."

You didn't come back.

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Children who like be can stop at this chapter or the next chapter.

Forget about the side story or something, I will reorganize it later.

(The stepmother laughed at me, will I be beaten to death?)

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