"And this day is not far away!"

Ci En laughed, but her figure began to fade, as if she had become transparent.

The sword in Dark Ye's hand stabbed at him fiercely, but it stabbed empty, with a look of horror on his face.

Ci En didn't even look at him, but stared at Luo Yunxiao: "How are you fusing with the Degenerating Half Soul in your body? Watching the feeling of your consciousness and soul being swallowed, it's not Ok?"

"Hahahaha, the day I am waiting for is not far...not far!"

The figure of kindness dissipated with the hysterical laughter.

Shanhui on the ground finally swallowed her last breath.

When he died, he was still looking in the direction of Jingyuan, with a line of blood and tears streaming down his eyes.

But whether that is unwilling or regretful, no one knows anymore.

The Burning Heavens thumped the pillar bitterly, and then couldn't help laughing out loud again.

After this battle, the Great Compassion Temple has basically disappeared.

Bodhi, Shanhui, and Wuche are dead, and all monks above the immortal king have been wiped out.

Jingyuan and Dabei Temple become enemies.

The only kindness is just a selfish and ruthless villain.

The Great Compassion Temple, which has prospered for thousands of years, has no room for turning over.

Laughing, the Burning Sky person cried.

They either squatted down or curled up, letting tears flow on their faces.

The Great Compassion Temple is perished.

But their lives were also ruined.

The pain and suffering they have suffered will not disappear.

...

Luo Yunxiao retracted the long sword indifferently, as if everything that happened before his eyes, and the sadness of the people in Burning Heaven, had nothing to do with him.

However, when he turned around to see Mu Yan's dazed expression, his brows wrinkled.

However, before he came forward to ask, Di Mingjun turned around and hugged the girl into her arms, "Yan Yan, what's the matter?"

Mu Yan raised her head, looked at Di Mingjun, then at Luo Yunxiao, and muttered: "Have you heard the singing?"

"Singing? What singing?"

Mu Yan suddenly covered her ears, and her body crouched in pain.

He seemed to murmur unconsciously.

The gods have disappeared, the demons have died, and Dongming's bones have died out.

Heaven is chaotic, floating life is exhausted, Jiuyou Huangquan is a thousand calamities.

I hate three thousand realms in the cloud, and the red dust is fleeting.

...

Luo Yunxiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the Sky Demon Qin space, Qi Huang curled up her body tightly into a ball.

The sky abandons me, the sky can also deceive.

If the world left me, the world should be killed.

The gods and Buddhas, listen to my words.

Long time ago, cause and effect evil fate.

This hatred will never die in the reincarnation.

...

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Mu Yan felt as if she had had a long, long dream.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember what happened in the dream.

I just remember the long and sad song echoing in my ears.

"Mother! Mother, are you okay?"

Mu Yan opened her eyes and saw Xiao Bao whose worried eyes were flushed with a smile.

She reached out and touched the little guy's head, "Don't worry, mother is fine, but she's too tired, so I had a good night's sleep."

This is not a lie.

Although I heard singing all the time in the dream, she felt very sad.

But after waking up, I felt refreshed all over, as if the fatigue and pain of the past few days disappeared without a trace overnight.

Seeing her rosy cheeks and excellent complexion, Xiao Bao believed that her mother really just slept.

The worries between the eyebrows disappeared, revealing a shallow smile.