It is a middle-aged man wearing animal clothes, looking at the spiritual grass on the roadside, carrying a pen to carve a few lines of handwriting on the stone slab, and then carefully sending the grass into his mouth.

It is a free and carefree king who holds up his sword and commands the boundless army of human race to clean up the old remnants;

He is a strong man carrying an axe and rushing around the flood, fighting with the evil dragon in a life-and-death battle!

There are more figures.

They were plucked and hunted in animal leather jackets, and galloped on the earth;

They carried weapons in their hands, faced the strong people in the world, and protected the old and the weak;

They recited the chapters of sages loudly, and ran around and shouted for the suffering of all living beings...

At this moment, they are all here, in the flames, behind the old man!

The phantom of the Heavenly Dao snorted coldly, and endless chaos surged, and thousands of light pillars hit!

Suiren roared in a low voice, and the many figures behind him were dispersed, but they gathered in an instant, using anger as a flame to gather the will of all living beings, just to isolate the selfish desires of the way of heaven!

"longevity."

A call sounded in his ears, and Li Changshou looked up at Emperor Xuanyuan Huang in front of him, who was looking at him with a smile.

Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi said: "Three things.

First, the three principles of heaven, earth, and man should be balanced, and it is what the prehistoric world should look like.

Second, the senior just sent a message to us. Huoyun Cave will listen to your arrangements in the future. I don’t know what you said to the senior just now, but you undoubtedly did it.

Third, in this world, in addition to magical powers and magic weapons, there is also a great way that has endless power. This is what the way of heaven is most afraid of. Today, it can only be used on the incarnation of the way of heaven, which is somewhat regrettable.

The way of heaven cannot be erased. This is something we have known for a long time. What we are fighting with our predecessors is just a thought of the way of heaven.

But this thought is the source of disaster, and the selfish desires of the way of heaven can also be regarded as the original self of the way of heaven.

I'm optimistic, the time is almost done."

Xuanyuan Huangdi paused and sighed softly. The Kongtong Seal slowly floated in front of him. The big sword was thrown by him, and he pinched the seals in his hands.

On the chariots on both sides, Fuxi and Shennong jumped up from the frame, and their bodies turned into two comet-like lights, colliding into the densest part of the flames in the void.

Suiren raised his hand to cover the sky, and fire burst out on his forehead, and his skin turned into a golden red color!

Behind Shennong and Fuxi, countless light spots quickly gathered, and the two turned into two "arrows".

At this moment!

The heroic army flew up together, and its body turned into golden light, condensed into chains, following the arrow and following the body of the Suiren!

The lock of man!

Want to lock the sky!

The saint of the Three Pure Land was silent, and Hongjun Daozu frowned.

Li Changshou clenched his fists and always activated Kong Mingdao's heart!

Emperor Xuanyuan bowed his head and squirted blood. He held the Kongtong Seal with both hands and jumped up and threw it away from the place of war!

The phantom of the Heavenly Dao suddenly broke away from the fire of Suiren, and the figure immediately fled towards the Chaos Sea.

In the midst of lightning, a figure came from the Chaos Sea, wrapped in colorful divine light, Tai Chi treasure map above his head, pushed his left palm, clenched his right fist, and punched the phantom of the Heavenly Dao!

Master Xuandu, the People's Cult...No!

He is the saint of human race, and he is unknown!

The light burst out, and the black and white light of the Tai Chi diagram dimmed directly. The great master was knocked away directly, and he lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the phantom of the Heavenly Dao was repelled by his punch, and was covered by flames, plants, and turtle shells in an instant!

The Kongtong Treasure Seal emits a burst of dragon roars and phoenixes!

There were faint flames appearing on the foreheads of human races everywhere in the Three Realms, but mortals did not notice that the immortals knew nothing.

In that place outside the sky, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi held blood in his mouth and quickly formed seals with his hands, attracting countless golden lights to bless three extremely huge and boundless chains. Finally, he opened his right hand to the phantom of the Heavenly Dao and clenched it hard.

This is!

Human will!

Shackles of Heaven!

"town!"

Buzz —

...

This power.

Li Changshou looked up at the avenues that were quickly repaired and regular.

Looking at the three shackles that had turned into colorful petals all over the sky and dissipated into invisible things, I felt the smoothness and softness of the original uneven sand dunes of the way of heaven, smoothed by a big hand.

It seems that the selfish thoughts of the Heavenly Dao have been suppressed.

However, the heroic army behind them has not come back, they have turned into shackles and have been imprinted in the way of heaven.

This is the power that the way of heaven fears.

The Taoist ancestor has disappeared, Zixiao Palace has returned to peace, and the Three Pure Ones have also left.

Around Li Changshou, the frames were turning into bits of golden sand and drifting with the wind, and only the frame under his feet remained stable.

Wen'e was pulled back into the frame by Emperor Xuanyuan and continued to fall asleep.

The boundless chaotic aura surged in, extinguishing a small ball of flame. Li Changshou subconsciously rushed out and rushed to the place where the flames were extinguished at the same time as several other streams of light.

He is good at escaping techniques and has also studied escaping techniques in the Chaos Sea. He has never done anything before. He is full of magic power and has eight or nine mysterious skills...

He first rushed to Suiren and held the shaking figure, but felt that the figure had a weight that he could not bear.

Li Changshou knelt down and hugged Suiren, who was struggling to breathe, trying to inject the immortal power, but found that what he was holding was only a stubborn stone and a dry bone.

In the bottom of my heart, Suiren's voice was intermittent, which was the voice that only they could hear.

‘I…I’m such an old bone…has helped you?’

‘Help, help…’

Suiren smiled a little, closed his eyes and sighed softly, and his body slowly became transparent.

The great master, Shennong, and Fuxi fell to the side, either sighing with their hands behind their backs or bowing their heads without saying a word.

Suiren subconsciously grabbed the edge of Li Changshou's robe, and when he opened his eyes, a divine light like the past appeared in his eyes.

‘Sorry, junior.

In order to fight against the Demon King, I had already tried my best to do anything else.

If I could think of a better way, or if there was a better leader who could take over my position and complete the final human heaven, then I probably wouldn't have the dilemma today.

You must also put the future torch of the human race on your shoulders.

You can stand outside the human race and escape from the influence of the laws of heaven, which is something that we old people cannot do.

Even if it fails in the future, it will be nothing. Even if the fire is extinguished, it will be nothing. It will always be lit again.

Don't be afraid, you'll always be lit up.'

‘If you can’t lose, you will definitely! If you can’t lose!’

Li Changshou held the rapidly shriveled arm tightly with his palm, as if he had put in a little force. The figure of Suiren quietly shattered, like a flash of fire, turning into a handful of ashes, scattering into chaotic smoke.

A candle-like flame flew out from the ashes and penetrated into Li Changshou's chest.

The smoke was misty, and I don’t know who was sighing softly.

People walking on the earth followed the sporadic fires and looked for hidden crypts...

Deep in the deep and wet earth, the hunched figure rubbed the logs in his hand...

In front of the ominous inscription, the big hand crushed the confinement on it and embellished itself in the darkness...

In front of the demon court that was pressing down on everything, it burned heavily and shattered the sky of the demon clan.

Later generations...

The sky belongs to the demon clan and the earth belongs to the witches, but we can stand on the earth and look at the sky shoulder to shoulder.

The torch is endless and the will is immortal.
Chapter completed!