Marry Long Aotian

After Wang Chan fell into immortality, he was still in power. It took only a thousand years to re-cultivate to become a true immortal, and even went a step further, reaching the level of Xiao Luo Jinxian, one step away from Da Luo Jinxian.

He became the only immortal left in this world, and continued his last life for Wuzhou. The five elements mending the sky he created became the only way to delay Xu Yuan after the Zhou Dynasty.

The monk's sleeves were unfurled and the screen changed, and Wang Chan's body appeared with five kinds of heaven and earth treasures, which were the Tianyi Wood Essence, Tianxuan Gold Essence, Tianhua Water Essence, Tianyan Fire Essence, and Natural Earth Essence that Mo Yang was familiar with.

More than [-] years ago, these five objects were not as small as when Mo Yang saw them. They were even the size of a human being. They condensed the essence of the heavens for thousands of years, comparable to the sky-replenishing stones of the gods in the prehistoric period.

These five things were put into the most serious place of Wuzhou Xuyuan by him, which can absorb the spiritual energy flowing from Xuyuan and feed it back.

Now it seems that there are signs of everything. When Mo Yang first came to the upper realm, 996 detected the purity of the upper realm's spiritual power, and it actually increased by 6 levels.The rest of the people said that the five continents have been surging for nearly a thousand years, bringing a lot of resources and talents. They thought they would return to the prosperous age, but it turned out to be endangered.

But only relying on the Five Elements Supreme Treasure, if he wanted to contain Xu Yuan, he was still a long way off.

When the screen changed, Mo Yang saw the Immortal standing on the snow mountain of Xizhou, looking down at the widening gap below.

10 years ago, the Immortal Lord moved to the Kunlun Mountains, created the Kunlun Immortal Sect, and then cast the throne with chaotic spiritual jade, and set it up in the Xunxian Hall, becoming the core of the formation.

The five elements need people to guide them, and the big formation also needs a strong core. Except for Wang Chan, no one is qualified to sit on the throne.

He is an immortal, and his immortal essence is far more pure than aura.

Mo Yang listened to him setting up restrictions on the five elements treasures one by one. Because of the lack of the law of heaven, absolute words such as "no one can pick it up" cannot take effect, so Wang Chan tried his best to get closer.

The five elements took orders and left, leaving only the central throne.

He also set the last restriction on the throne: once he sat down, he would never stand up again unless Sanqing recovered.

He sat down slowly, his sleeves drooping, and he sat on the endless snow field.

For thousands of years, ten thousand years, or 10 years, Xunxian Peak was covered with heavy snow, and the endless spiritual power was absorbed by him, turned into immortal essence, and then channeled into the Five Elements Formation.Mo Yang watched as the Immortal Venerable became the power bank of the entire Wuzhou, the blood blue bar gradually wore off, until there was only a trace of blood left, but it remained motionless.

He has always looked at the snow-capped mountains with a blank expression on his face, and it seems that he will go on like this forever until the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

The Xunxian Orb shone brightly, and in a daze, the two people around Mo Yang disappeared, the tea table was gone, and he was left standing alone in the main hall of Xunxian Peak, facing Wang Chan.

Mo Yang looked around in a daze, then stretched out his hand to pinch himself, but he couldn't pinch the real thing.

But Wang Chan, who was like a sculpture, suddenly raised his eyes and looked in his direction.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he heard the sound of a huge chain breaking, which seemed to come from a very far away place, and seemed to be in the Xunxian Palace.The oppressive throne where Wang Chan sat suddenly lit up with a rich green light, illuminating the entire hall in an instant.

Outside the hall, the sky was full of stars and rain, illuminating half of the sky.

Wang Chan still looked at him quietly, and Mo Yang even felt that he seemed to see himself.

The meteor shower outside the hall became more and more intense, as if it was about to smash the entire Kunlun Mountains into pieces, but it just hit the big formation, emitting a brilliant light.

Attracted by such a sea of ​​light, Mo Yang opened his eyes wide, and was actually sucked in by the sea of ​​light, escaping into the torrent of time and space.

He saw many images.

He saw Yan Lingyun going out to sea in a small boat, facing the morning glow, and disappearing on the coastline.

He saw that Dongfang Heng was trapped deep in the dense forest, surrounded by thousands of ghosts, his foundation was completely destroyed, and Qian Kun Chess could no longer play a role.

The sacrifices in Xizhou continued, Xunxian Peak was silent for a long time, and after a thousand years passed, the treasure house in the wild north was reopened, and blood flowed like a river.Yan Lingyun got the treasure house, went to the shrine of good fortune, went to sea in search of fairy pearls, and went to other worlds.

In another 1000 years, the Prairie King rushed to the extreme north, riding a horse, wearing a battle armor, and threw a handful of golden spears.That gun was like fate, it was destined, above the sky, Jin Peng was pierced through his chest, and fell to his death.

In another 1000 years, Yan Lingyun returned, and the five continents collapsed.

The Xunxian Peak collapsed, and the lives of the people were ruined. At the last moment, Yan Lingyun stood under the catastrophe with his hands behind his back, and became a fairy and left.

After he left, Wuzhou was completely swallowed by Xuyuan, and there was no living thing left.

Mo Hao was belatedly aware, he saw the future of the original storyline, and now he is alone in the darkness of this abyss, seeing nothing, hearing nothing, only the palpitation of seeing the end of the world.

After an unknown period of time, he felt that Xuyuan around him had changed.

Or it didn't change, but distorted, in the endless depths, it seemed that something was rolling and falling, carrying terrible heat, and it was about to burn Mo Hao to ashes head-on.

He hurriedly jumped back, but before it was too late, Xu Yuan was pulled down by the heat and collapsed, as if it was going to be infinitely compressed into a point.But when time and space distorted, Mo Yang finally saw clearly what was below——

It was a "nucleus", a "nucleus" that was peeling off.

Mo Chao was awakened suddenly, the monk was looking at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yang looked around blankly, they had already returned to the side hall, and the illusion created by the Xunxianzhu had disappeared, it fell on the table and was taken back to the inheritance by Yan Lingyun.

The youth also looked at him.

"It's nothing, I didn't realize it." Mo Yang forced a smile.

The monk poured a cup of tea for him: "Now you can also see that your master has been bound to this world, and you cannot carry him away. Although he is not dead yet, it is only a matter of time before he dies."

Mo Yang: "Then what about you?"

The monk smiled: "Of course I can't escape death. The only ones who can escape the blockade are the two of you."

996 had been quiet before, but now it went online suddenly: "He was wrong, the host, who is in the homeland, can also leave."

Mo Yang was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Zizi, I'm already a world. People in my world are not people from this world." 996 is a little proud. After creating a soul, it is already a qualified small world, with its own rules, its rules Next, it has the final say.

It was promoted to immortality together with Mo Yang, and it just wanted to become a new world, and now it has reached it ahead of schedule. It is really an excellent system with beautiful code.

As if grasping at straws, Mo Yang told the monks about this matter. If the people hiding in their homes can escape safely, wouldn't he be able to save many people by running tens of millions of times?

Sure enough, the monk was moved when he heard Mo Yang's thoughts.

But soon, he shook his head again: "Benefactor, even though you can take people out, once you go out, you can't come back."

The rules of the world are not governed, but it is difficult for Mo Yang himself to break through the barrier and enter again.

So once you leave, you can't go back.

Besides, how many people can be saved in this way?Not to mention unraveling the forbidden curse of the throne.The monk couldn't help but sigh: "If the earth spirit is not pulled out and lasts for another thousand years, you may have the opportunity to grow the small world and replace it, and take everyone away, including your master."

But now, Mo Yang has no chance anymore.

Hopes were in vain, Mo Yang was already numb, staring blankly at the teacup.

Seeing this, the monk waved his sleeves and said, "Get ready to leave, take away the person you want to take away. If you feel guilty, you can wait until the last moment to leave, but it can't be too late."

"As for the way to leave, Wang Chan originally prepared a passage by sea for you, but since you have the Seeking Orb, you don't have to risk going out to sea, just urge him to leave."

"Benefactor, hereby wish you a bright future, never see you again."

After the monk finished speaking, his figure gradually faded and disappeared into the side hall.

Obviously, he didn't want to leave either, perhaps because he had lived too long and had no interest in life; perhaps it was because after he left, the Xunxian Temple would be flooded by demon tides, which he didn't want to see.

He and Wang Chan always have a kind of fellowship.

"Old guy, just watch to the end with me." The monk chuckled lightly, and teased the mysterious tortoise in his sleeve, but the tortoise remained calm, as if he hadn't heard anything.

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Mo Yang and Yan Lingyun left Xunxian Peak. Now that they knew that things could not be changed, all they had to do was try their best, do their best, and know their destiny.

Mo Yang had the green lantern of Mount Peng, and the first thing he did was to jump across five continents, using the Kunlun Order given to him by the Immortal Venerable to recall the disciples of Xizhou, and bring them back to Xizhou to reunite with relatives and friends.

Xizhou disciples were all grateful to Dade, the elder looked at Mo Yang expectantly, hoping that he could do something, but Mo Yang looked at so many pairs of eyes, but couldn't say a word.

Does he want to say, this world is coming to an end, only I can take people out, you are queuing up now, first come, first served, others accept their fate?

Mo Yang had never been tortured by his conscience before, and he was almost driven crazy by this sense of guilt.

The children of the Xizhou Tribe grew up listening to the story of the Immortal Venerable and the Little Ancestor. When they encountered catastrophe and their homes were destroyed, their eyes were still pure, and they shrank behind their father and brother, looking at him quietly.

At a young age, I haven't seen the beauty, so I don't understand what the adults are doing. I only know how to follow my father and brother.

The father and brother followed the Kunlun disciples, the Kunlun disciples followed the elder, the elder followed the immortal, and when the immortal was gone, he followed Mo Yang.

Mo Yang finally understood why when his master ascended to immortality, he glanced down and couldn't leave anymore.

Not everyone has the courage to be the captain of Noah's Ark.

But if you don't leave, there will be nothing left in this world.

Mo Yang could only say: "I will try my best."

He and Yan Lingyun began to collect various species from five continents, kept seeds or cubs, and put them in their homes, including various historical books, travel notes and atlases, collected countless storage rings, and kept as many as they could.

But no matter how many storage rings, the things that can be preserved are just a drop in the ocean in terms of five continents.

Gradually, Mo Yang couldn't keep collecting.

Yan Lingyun didn't say a word either, he was different from the people in the original world who were cut off from kinship and had no ties to each other.

He is also a descendant of the Yan family.

The sky was dark and there would never be a sun, so Mo Yang summoned the little Golden Crow and watched it try its best to fly, instinctively wanting to illuminate this dark world.

For Jinwu, the sky has never been a constraint, but a longing.

But three or four months have passed since they saved people and collected seeds. The Xuyuan has spread and swallowed more than half of the five continents.

In such darkness, the little Jinwu couldn't even illuminate himself.

Mo Yang took it back, and on the top of the snow peak, he and Yan Lingyun were left leaning on each other, fingers intertwined.

"In a few days, it's time to go." Mo Yang murmured.

If you don't leave, it will be too late.