Gods and demons filled the sky, attacking and overwhelming Zhao Yun.

When the light dissipates, the blood-stained and lonely figure is no longer seen.

The eternal body... was buried, and was beaten to pieces by the gods. Not to mention the clothes, not even a drop of blood was left. Only the nine magic weapons of the Moon God were left. They fell from the sky and were broken into pieces.

None of the fragments was complete. They were snatched away by the gods before they fell into the starry sky.

This is the natal weapon of the Moon God. Even if it is broken, it is not comparable to ordinary divine weapons. If it cannot be repaired, it is a good choice to integrate it into your own imperial weapon.

Of course, if you don't have that god, you are willing to melt it. Although the artifact is destroyed, the mark will still remain. If you take it back and offer it as an offering, and meditate on it carefully, you will be able to understand the mark of reincarnation.

The myth of the Nine Worlds is the ultimate collection of reincarnations.

Even if you learn a little bit from her, you will benefit from it throughout your life.

"It was finally destroyed."

The ferocious laughter resounded throughout the starry sky.

Many people gnashed their teeth, and many people laughed wildly.

The myth of the Nine Generations comes to an end, and the eternal inheritance is extinct.

Two big happy events caught up with them, and they were so excited that they almost went crazy.

Following Zhao Yun's death, the white moon disappeared and the funeral bell stopped.

However, the shouts of killing are still there, and the war in the fairy world is not over yet. Looking around, there are still flames of war and scarlet blood, forming waves and flooding the starry sky.

The punisher remained silent, watching the Moon God return to the ruins.

This starry sky is truly extraordinary, burying the myth of nine generations and also burying the eternal inheritance.

"You are outstanding compared to Shi Ming."

After a long time, I heard the sanctioner murmur.

The same person who stole the origin of the universe, Shi Ming swallowed so much, and was imprisoned for hundreds of years, but he still didn't understand what the great universe was about.

Zhao Yuntun was young, and within a short period of time, he was able to use the power of the universe to tamper with the laws. Although his tampering did not hurt the universe, it gave the Moon God a glimmer of hope.

However, that glimmer of hope came at a heavy price.

You must know that the eternal body in the extreme state, even if it is besieged by hundreds of gods, still has the possibility of killing it. The reason why it does not leave and the reason why it fights to the death is to wait for the will of the master. This is the return of the Moon God to the ruins.

We must wait here.

Only in this way can the spirit be released through the power of reincarnation, and only then can the myth of the Nine Worlds be continued.

He waited until he came, but he was exhausted from the battle. If he tried to leave again, he would have no way to go to heaven and no door to earth.

Therefore, Luna is a madman, and Zhao Yun is also a madman.

If it weren't for the master-disciple relationship, they might not have become a couple.

"The Moon God...is dead?" Words came from Hades.

"Dead."

"Zhao Yun...is also dead?" There was also a message from the human world.

"Dead."

The punisher closed his eyes, sat back under the old tree, and picked up the carving knife. The one he carved was the Moon God, and the one he carved was Zhao Yun. Each of his seniors and juniors deserved his respect. Eighty Chinese Website

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kill!

war!

Zhao Yun's consciousness drifted away, and his ears were filled with entangled shouts of killing.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He felt that he was being dragged into the dark abyss by a mysterious and powerful force. The biting coldness made him shiver.

"Is this what death feels like?"

In the confusion, he murmured.

He did not resist, nor did he have the strength to resist.

He was like a lonely ghost, drifting in the wind in the darkness.

His memory still stayed on the road where he came from. It was a fragmented picture of his hometown, parents, wife and children, relatives and friends... replayed again and again.

"Yo?...The little brat from the outer universe." In his hazy state, he seemed to hear such a sentence, and with a hint of surprise, he dispelled the killing cry in his ears.

There seemed to be a hint of clarity in his consciousness.

He used all his strength to open his eyes with difficulty.

As soon as he looked into his eyes, he saw a big black hand coming towards him, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. He didn't know where he threw them, but he only knew that they kept falling, maybe for a few moments, maybe hundreds of times.

Thousands of years, because of his blurred consciousness, he seemed to have no concept of time.

Everything I saw and heard was blurry.

At some point, he felt that he had fallen to the ground, as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell. The sound that echoed in his ears was no longer the cry of killing, but the wail of a ghost.

He was unable to look anymore. In his exhaustion, he lost his last touch of consciousness and fell asleep in silence. Perhaps, this was the end of life and the final destination of lonely ghosts.

Yes, it's a ghost.

His current form is like a soul from the underworld.

The breeze blew gently, and two ghostly figures suddenly appeared. One was shining with golden light, and the other was fluttering in black robes. It was not clear who it was, but as soon as they came together, the wails of ghosts in the dim world were instantly eliminated, and the whole world was...

It seemed like it was frozen in time, and it became deathly silent. Even the thunder and lightning went home to sleep.

"Where did the aliens come from?"

"I'm afraid there is friction between the two universes."

"This person's natal soul is quite strange."

"Without talent, how could he have died so far?"

The two of them held their hands, staring at Zhao Yun from left to right. While watching, they chatted about daily life, just like two archaeological experts studying an ancient antique that had suddenly appeared.

Uh...!

Zhao Yun, who was sleeping, seemed to have had a nightmare. His sleep was not peaceful, and his illusory brows sometimes wrinkled, and he often made painful groans. Even his transparent soul became distorted in the huge tremors.

Unbearable.

Speaking of the soul body, his soul is not pure. At a glance, there are many filthy impurities, such as dim light, black energy, sword light, and sword shadow, running around in his body.

That was the killing intent. The killing intent that the gods had left in his body, even if he was buried in the outer universe, still entangled him endlessly, poisoning his soul body, destroying his soul power, and even his life cultivation level.

At this moment, he has fallen from the Immortal King to the Taixu Realm, and from the Taixu Realm to the Dongxu Realm... At this moment, the decline in cultivation is still continuing, and the speed is accelerating. Really wait.

Only when one's cultivation has been completely wiped out can one truly lose his soul.

"How many great emperors were beaten by a group of people." The man in black robe sighed.

"The outer universe...can actually allow all emperors to coexist for a lifetime." The golden figure took a deep breath.

"You must have done so many evil things to be surrounded by the Supreme Being." The man in black robe said, gently raising his hand, sacrificing the power of the Jida, forming a ray of light, covering Zhao Yun's soul and forcibly destroying it.

Killing intent in the body.

At this point, Zhao Yun's fallen cultivation level has truly stabilized. Although it is still so transparent, it is no longer distorted. The painful look has finally dissipated, and he sleeps peacefully and peacefully.

It’s good to sleep, and it’s easier to study when you’re asleep.

The two people standing next to him have already started to use it. They are still looking up and down, left and right, and sometimes they will absorb a bit of soul and hang it in the palm of their hands to decompose and deduce. Unfortunately, the scene they deduce is chaotic. For this reason, the two people

People also suffered a backlash.

"What a great luck!" The man in black robe clicked his tongue.

"He is a great talent." The golden figure also smiled.

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I'm delayed, so here's a chapter today.

I wish book friends Mu Jian and good luck in the high school entrance examination

Happy birthday to book friend Sheng Mo, Ye Taixu... and good luck in the high school entrance examination!!!

Happy birthday to my book friend Tianlizhongzhong!!!

I wish my book friends Dachu and Xingzi Xiaowa all the best in their high school entrance exams!!!

I wish book friend Xiao Shuaiyu good luck in the high school entrance examination!!!

I wish Xiao Qixi and other book friends a successful college entrance examination!!!
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