In the sky above Nanling, a huge red bird covered in flames spread its wings, turning into a streamer of light and flying into the sky.

The places where the wings passed were devastated, and the mountains and rivers were broken.But in the eyes of the divine bird of Suzaku, there is only the Taihua Mountains in the distant Lingzhou.

He had exhausted all his strength, and the fastest one-day journey took only five hours to rush back, which was even faster than Xuanwu from the extreme northern land closest to Lingzhou among the four directions. Some.

The place that used to be Ghost Valley now only remains in ruins, and the divine bird Suzaku transforms into a human form again when it is about to fall to the ground.

When Duan Xi landed on the ground, he didn't even have a chance to stand still, so he turned his eyes to look for something. He saw those loose immortals who had aged and died into mummified corpses, and also saw the corpse of his so-called biological father. But he couldn't find the person he wanted to meet.

"Don't look for it, he's in there."

Kunpeng stood on a half-collapsed mountain peak, pointing at the gray white hole in the sky.

Duan Xi glanced at him, said nothing with a sullen face, but in the next second, he turned into the real body of Suzaku again, flapping his wings and rushing towards the white hole.But before he flew far, Kunpeng stopped in front of him.

I saw Kunpeng folded his arms around his chest, and said in an extremely calm tone: "With your current cultivation, what can you do after you go? Split the two planes into two irrelevant worlds. It's not that simple. In addition, you can't bear the energy of chaos, so what's the point of dragging him down if you don't let him devote all his energy to protecting you?"

What Kunpeng said was heart-wrenching, but everything was true.

From the moment Wei Lin was sanctified, the cause and effect between them had already been broken. Besides, the difference in strength between them was almost a world of difference.

The relationship between him and Wei Lin is no longer equal, he has lost even the value that Wei Lin can use, how sad.

The real fire burning on Shenniao's body was almost indiscernible, and Duan Xi became human again.He didn't answer Kunpeng's two questions, because it didn't make any sense to answer or not.

Kunpeng sighed softly, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Tian Dao has suffered such a big loss, Wei Lin will definitely die, if there is still a longevity card left, then I can still revive him. But if he dies immediately , then there is nothing I can do."

He naturally knew what Kunpeng said, but no matter how clear he was in his heart, he was still unwilling.

Obviously Wei Lin had already responded to his feelings, and they told him that they had to end before it really started, how could he be reconciled?

He clenched his hands tightly: "So what if the soul flies away? I will never let go. Even if it takes tens of millions of years, I will bring back his broken soul bit by bit."

Kunpeng knew that he loved Wei Lin deeply, but he was still shocked by his paranoia.He was silent for a long time, and finally he couldn't hold back and asked: "What if the resurrected person is not Wei Lin, or he has forgotten you?"

The method Duan Xi said is not without precedent, but it was something that only the innate and acquired gods were able to do in the ancient times. With Duan Xi's current cultivation base, it is simply impossible.Even if he was lucky enough to be able to recreate the spirit body from thousands of soul fragments, no one can guarantee that they are the soul fragments of the same person.Even if it is the same person, the memory of his life will disappear in the endless chaos.

Kunpeng was not optimistic about Duan Xi, but the latter slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It doesn't matter if you forget me, I can help him remember a little bit."

In the pupils as deep as the night, there is the inextricable paranoia and the inevitable.

The most important thing for monsters like them is longevity.He will spend endless years waiting until the day when Wei Lin is resurrected, then the accounts between them should be settled one by one.

He looked up at the gray white hole, his eyes were gentle but frightening.

After Duan Xi, the four divine beasts and prehistoric monsters scattered all over the place rushed back one after another.The white hole in the sky has been hanging there without any change, no one knows what's going on inside, nor what step Wei Lin has taken.

The ghost valley buried under the ruins is waiting to be rebuilt. Kunpeng is a troublesome person. He used to excuse that he had already done what he promised Wei Lin, and then he would rush to revive Bai Ze.

Duan Xi stood guard on that mountain peak, staring at the white hole every day, even the slightest change could not escape his eyes.At this time, he couldn't see anything in his eyes at all. In the end, Baihu and Xuanwu took on the important task of reorganizing Guigu.

Because the cubs were born prematurely and needed the emperor's fluid to nourish their bodies, the emperor's fluid pond was the first to be repaired.

After being away for many days, Xiao Zai Zai finally returned to the center of the emperor's slurry pond. Duan Xi, who has been serving as a watchman on the mountain peak, would occasionally want to take a look at him.

Time flies, and half a year has passed, and Guigu has already restored its original appearance in Xanadu.The white hole that was almost used to exist in the world of cultivating immortals suddenly disappeared.

After a flash of white light flashed like that, it suddenly disappeared, and immediately after that, a mighty aura swept over, and bursts of ancient and distant bells rang in all directions.

On that mountain peak, the calm expression of the person who had been waiting for Wei Lin finally changed slightly.

A figure appeared where the white hole disappeared, and Duan Xi stood up abruptly, so nervous that he even forgot to breathe.

He took two steps forward, but stopped as if remembering something.

The people in the sky seemed to have sensed it, and slowly turned their heads to look at him.

The distance between the two is too far, even if the four eyes are facing each other, it is difficult to see each other's expressions at this time.

In the end, it was Duan Xi who couldn't hold back and flew towards Wei Lin, but the latter suddenly raised his hand and waved his hand, and before Duan Xi could react in time, his vision went dark.When he came back to his senses, he was already in a strange place, where the aura was so strong that it almost seemed to have a substance.

It's just that when he came here, the turbulent aura almost exploded his body. He had to put aside his doubts about where he was, and first pulled the aura that surged into the meridians and poured it into the dantian.

After meditating with eyes closed for a few days, there was a faint sign of breaking through the shackles in the late stage of Transcending Tribulation, which had just broken through.

This is not a good time to cross the catastrophe, Duan Xi suppressed the imminent state, and opened his eyes to look at the world.

Not long after he got up, and before he had time to inspect in the future, he saw people being sent to this world one after another.

He took a careful look, and it turned out that they were all the prehistoric monsters from Guigu, including Qinglong Baihu Xuanwu, Jiufeng and Lingxi.

When everyone arrived, a land that seemed to be forcibly pulled up appeared above the heads of the demons.

Duan Xi and the others looked at each other, and tacitly flew onto the land, and they saw the intact Ghost Valley.

Outside the prehistoric world, Wei Lin packed the entire Ghost Valley and sent it into the prehistoric world.His divine power was exhausted when the two worlds were separated, and he spent the best part of his divine power to send away the monsters in Guigu, and what greeted him was the wrath of heaven and earth.

Saints are immortal, and it would take some effort to kill a saint.

This catastrophe of thunder struck for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. The monks in the world of cultivating immortals witnessed this massive thunder catastrophe that almost destroyed the world.

At the center of Jielei, Wei Lin's godhead and bones had already been shattered, only relying on the mighty saint's body to support him.

He gritted his teeth and endured it all the time. By the time of the day, he was already dying and would die at any moment.

His eyes were wide open, perhaps because he had endured too much, and his body could no longer feel any pain.In a daze, the red-haired young man who walked against the light and was full of anger appeared in his mind on the day when the gate of Guigu Mountain was breached.

He moved his chapped lips and murmured softly: "Sorry..."

Wei Lin was about to die, Jie Lei gradually weakened, and the last Jie Lei was thicker than the rim of a bowl, and struck Wei Lin with lightning speed.

It was also at this time that the originally slack and unfocused golden eyes suddenly flashed a gleam, and Wei Lin, who had been hacked into a human shape, suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, somewhere in the prehistoric plane not far from Ghost Valley, a scorched black figure rolled to the ground.

"Cough...cough..."

Wei Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, and his chest heaved rapidly.

He was so badly injured that even the last trace of his divine power was used to escape back to the prehistoric plane. Even if there was a magic elixir, he couldn't be saved.

There was a lot of noise about him falling to this place. I believe that it won't be long before people from Ghost Valley will hear the news.

Sure enough, as he expected, within two breaths, he heard a crisp bird song, which was the unique song of Suzaku.That fool Duan Xi must have sensed his presence and rushed over.

He is so embarrassed and ugly now, he doesn't want Duan Xi to see him, and he doesn't want to say goodbye to Duan Xi.

He even thought selfishly, if I just leave without saying goodbye like this, he will definitely hate me forever.

Wei Lin was too despicable, he didn't want Duan Xi to forget him after he died, so he asked Kunpeng to lie for him, making him think that he had escaped from the secular world and was waiting for him on Mount Buzhou.

Wei Lin knew Duan Xi well, knew how stubborn he was, as long as he didn't see himself die with his own eyes, then he would never give up finding himself.

Wei Lin wanted Duan Xi to always remember him.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself, arousing the broken dantian, and directly blew himself up in the increasingly carefree laughter.

When Duan Xi arrived, he saw countless golden lights dissipating between the sky and the earth.

He realized that those golden lights were Wei Lin's soul fragments, and used his spiritual power to imprison those dissipated fragments like crazy, but in the end it was all in vain.

All the golden light disappeared, Duan Xi only caught an extremely small golden light, he carefully put it into the sea of ​​consciousness, and then his legs softened and he knelt down directly on the ground.

"Wei Lin...Wei Lin!"

He called Wei Lin's name loudly, laughing uglier than crying.

The author has something to say: Ahhh, I wrote this chapter for four or five hours, why is it so difficult to write the ending!I'm stuck, woo woo woo

Tomorrow will be the last chapter of the text, and then I will write a side story orz

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