God has been dead for 300 years

Immortal Venerable dies.

It rained heavily in the dry ancient Yu Kingdom.

All things grow crazily and share the aura.

The little dragon python seemed to have been frightened stupid, and after howling sharply, he chased after the place where General Yinkai disappeared in embarrassment.

Yi Han froze in place.

Until Huaying said, "The oracle is a curse."

Yihan blinked, "So?"

Huaying was silent.

Yihan suddenly yelled uncontrollably, "So! So the Immortal Venerable wants to go in with his life!"

Huaying looked at Yihan calmly.

Yihan tugged at Huaying's sleeve, begging, "You won't leave me, will you?"

Huaying lowered her eyes.

Yihan turned his face slightly.

At some point, his eyes were full of tears, and he tilted his head like a signal, and as soon as the movement was made, the two puddles of salty water spontaneously escaped from the cage.

Huaying said, "It's too late."

Yi Han's heart was like being pricked by a needle.

Huaying sighed, pulled Yihan into her arms, kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "If I don't come back...don't wait for me."

After the white-clothed god finished speaking, as if he was afraid of repenting, he hurriedly turned into a flash of light and disappeared in front of Yihan.

Yihan stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty.

"Ah Ying!"

Yihan chased after that aura like crazy.

The aura disappeared in the sky, replaced by a gradually deserted scroll.The golden light disappeared little by little.The monstrous spiritual light rushed in all directions.

Yihan braved the violent sand and storm, gritted his teeth and walked towards the center of the hurricane step by step.

The torso of the white-clothed god has almost dissipated.Those beautiful eyes were tightly closed.

With a sob in his throat, Yihan rushed to the remaining head of the white-clothed god, turned over desperately and burrowed into the long axis.

Hua Ying suddenly opened her eyes.

Yihan put his finger between Huaying's lips, "Hush——"

"I don't want to wait for you."

"A Ying."

"You can't leave me."

When the long axis is about to disappear, a white deer is pacing, coming from a distance, and a cloud crane is nestled on the antlers.

The Immortal Hall has gone through thousands of years.

In the thousand and first year, the Golden Palace collapsed.

Before the collapse, the gate of the Immortal Hall slowly closed.

Yuan Wei took one last look at the dim furnishings inside.

Futons were scattered all over the place. Above the white jade steps, a set of silver armor was placed on the leader's chair. Under the chair, on the left was a red and white magic sword, and on the right was a magic gun covered in red silk.

Further down, there is a mirror lake on the left, and a lifelike white crane on the right of the mirror lake.

The gate is closed, and the fairyland turns into nothingness.

All immortals degrade themselves to ordinary people.

After that, all the bad monsters in the world were wiped out, and the remaining monsters were sealed in the demon world, never having a chance to become ordinary.

The mortals are very bathed in the aura, all things are happy, and the world is peaceful.

Many years later, in the southwestern part of the world, there are many white cranes and spirit deer playing neck to neck.

In the imperial court of the Eastern Land, two teenagers walked out of the weapon arsenal, and went to the end of the world with one spear and one sword.

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