Chapter 1653

Starry sky, debris flying, scarred, shocking.

The world is full of calamities, the gods are in chaos, and the people are crying.

At the end of the starry sky, a broken continent floats. Under the cover of the saints in the world, Xianyu finally gets away from the battlefield.

In the immortal realm, Zhiming is dressed in plain clothes and his white hair is dyed red.

"The gods are in chaos, the sun and the moon travel, and there is no life in heaven and earth."

In front of Zhiming's body, the book of heaven is up and down, shining with silver light, illuminating the broken world.

Witnessed the death of a cherished person, Ning Chen eyes already can not see sadness, as if has forgotten what is sadness.

Over ningchen, there are four roads, three of which have been completed, but the fourth one is Cambridge, which has never been fully consolidated.

Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to prove that there are more than two avenues. With the help of the Phoenix and the devil, they have become two avenues and become three avenues.

However, the fourth Kendo, which does not exist in the world, has become a barrier for Zhiming to enter a higher realm.

"Know your destiny!"

At this time, in the immortal realm, a sword man in white appeared. The familiar face and the familiar meaning of the sword were better than the past.

Feeling the person behind him, Ning Chen turns around and says in a soft voice, "Jian Er, welcome back."

Jian Er looked up at the immortal world and the world, but he could not see the prosperity of the past.

"Your sword is not strong enough."

Jian Er looked back at the young man in plain clothes and said calmly, "what are you afraid of?"

Ning Chen is silent and doesn't answer.

"Even if the world is destroyed, there is still hope of rebirth. What are you afraid of?" Jian Er asked again.

"Even if all the relatives are dead, there are memories, perhaps, there is reincarnation, what are you afraid of?" Jian Er asked again.

Ning Chen's body trembles slightly, and his eyes look at his best friend in front of him.

For a long time, Ning Chen hands loose, look firm down again, toward the distance fairy hall.

In front of the immortal hall, a green dressed lime stands there quietly, just as in the past, waiting silently.

Ning Chen comes and looks at the woman in front of him. At this moment, I don't know what to say.

"This is the last battle!"

In the rear, lime looked at the white haired man in front of him and said, "don't worry about us. Let go of the war."

"Well!"

Ning Chen nods gently and steps into the immortal hall.

Outside the immortal Kingdom, the terror spread, the gods are coming, and the momentum is amazing.

Even if they escape to the ends of the earth, they still can't escape from the eyes of the gods. The gods come from endless time and space, crossing the obstacles of the small world again and again, and are very close to the immortal realm.

"After waiting so long, it's finally my turn."

In front of Xianyu, mu qianshang looks at the gods coming from afar, with a smile on his face.

"And me."

At this time, I do not know where, a familiar voice sounded, after thousands of years, so nostalgic.

Behind mu qianshang, a figure in purple came step by step. His rebellious face looked so handsome at this moment.

"You're still alive." Mu thousand Shang light way.

"It's so easy to die, young man." The falling star laughs.

"Soon to die." Mu qianshang looks back, looks at the breath which the starry sky end unceasingly approaches, calms the way.

"One's death is heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather." The setting stars don't care.

"Who said that?" Mu qianshang calms down.

"Know your destiny." The falling star laughs.

"Do you believe what he said?"

Mu thousand Shang lightly should be a, no longer stay, jump toward the immortal territory fly.

"I don't want to believe it. Unfortunately, if I don't want to believe it, I have to believe it. One day, I want to fight for such vulgar reasons for the rise and fall of the world."

The setting star murmured, the figure flashed by and flew forward.

"Sister lime, I went to help, too."

In front of the immortal hall, yin'er says.

"Well."

Lime nods and whispers, "go."

"Isn't sister lime coming with you?" Asked yin'er.

"No, I have something to stay with." A gentle smile appeared on the face of lime.

Sound nodded, no more said, into a streamer fly to the distance.

The last fighting power in the world all left one after another, and the immortal realm became very quiet.

In the temple of immortals, four swords sealed in wooden scabbard rise and fall, killing the four swords of immortals and holding back the front for thousands of years.

In front of the sword, Ning Chen stood still, raised his right hand and pressed it on top of the sword.

In a flash, the four immortal swords vibrated violently.

The evil spirit is endless, just like the waves spreading out of the immortal hall.

Outside the immortal hall, the lime was shocked by this evil spirit and retreated for several steps, with its face showing its color.

The evil spirit on Zhuxian's Four Swords was so strong.Outside the immortal Kingdom, the battle is fierce and the white clothes are dyed red.

The fierce World War I broke through hundreds of small worlds, with stars all over the bow, more dazzling than the moon.

After the first World War, the gods were red again, and the twelve white wings were no longer holy.

Half a day later, in front of the immortal realm, the gods came and looked at the immortal realm, which had almost become a dead world, with a slight frown.

What happened?

In the immortal realm, the evil spirit swirls around and devours all the vitality.

There is no sign of life in the immortal realm, which is shocking.

In front of the immortal hall, a beautiful shadow in green clothes fell into the pool of blood, but it looked very peaceful.

In the turbulent evil spirit, the figure in plain clothes stepped out, and a pair of eyes and white hair had turned into gray.

Zhiming eyes, the last drop of tears, wet clothes.

The sword of Zhuxian who drinks blood, the mist of blood, cuts off the last trace of concern in this life. From then on, he is a complete demon.

Let hunhunhun evil spirit flow into his body, incinerate his benevolence and demonize his Meishan.

In the void, the bridges of the three avenues collapsed, and all the strength poured into the bridge of the Fourth Avenue.

All of a sudden, the bridge of the Fourth Avenue gradually solidified, and the gray stone bridge was horribly silent.

The realm of creation symbolizes the realm of creation. Now, we can't see the slightest vitality, only the destruction of death and silence.

Before the rebellion of the gods, Zhiming entered the destruction Kendo and lost the last human nature.

The endless sword pressure diffuses, all the vitality of the immortal realm dies, and all things do not exist.

One prosperous hall after another, unable to bear the destructive force of terror, was destroyed one after another.

"Immortal, meet again, you are different."

In front of Xianyu, the God looked at the gray haired man in front of him and said calmly, "it's a pity that you are the only one. You will still be defeated."

"Yes? What about me? "

The voice of the words, nine days above, all over the sky black feather floating, a body around in the evil spirit of the figure fell from the sky, twelve sin wings block the sky.

The underworld reappears, the heaven and the earth vibrates.

As soon as we set foot on it, the sun, the moon and the stars would collapse, unable to bear the terrible power.

The king's clothes of Xuanyi are hunting with the wind. Although their faces are different, their breath remains unchanged.

The king of summer, the first martial god of heaven, who looks down on the sky, comes to the world again. The time is disordered and everything is upside down.

"You're not dead." The God's face sank and he said.

"Xianzun, let's go together!"

When the underworld opened his mouth, his evil spirit was surging, and the madness of doomsday came back.

Zhiming nodded, Zhuxian now peak, Guanghua cover the sky.

On the void, ten volumes of heavenly books are now in the world, and they are transformed into the immortal realm.

The king and the Marquis join hands with the God of war. The ten volumes of the book of heaven will be reincarnated. The final battle will begin, and the nine days will be boundless.

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