On the green grassland, a white tombstone quietly faces the breeze. There is no word on the monument, but it is full of vicissitudes of time.

A young man stood silently in front of the monument, with both compassion and relief in his eyes.

Each person and a monument stood opposite each other, and no matter how many days and nights passed, the tombstone was still standing on the grass, and the people never moved, as if they would stand here forever, even if they were forever.

Until the arrival of an uninvited guest broke the silence here.

The person who came was gray-haired, with a wrinkled face, and his back was slightly bent, showing his old look. Only his eyes were still as sharp as the cold light of autumn water. A long sword on his waist, with broken lights dots, as brilliant as the galaxy, which shows that

This person's identity is the head of the Lingjian Sect and the heir of the Xingchen Sword Book, Feng Yin Zhenren.

"Are you still here?"

Hearing the sound coming from behind, the young man woke up as if he was in a dream, turned his head, and barely aroused a polite smile on his face, but he couldn't even say anything about greetings.

Feng Yin Zhenren didn't say much, but just took two steps forward, side by side with the young man, and silently stared at the blank on the tombstone.

After a long time, Feng Yin sighed: "God will make people."

The young man was stunned and then looked bitter: "God's will? I have never believed in God's will, nor do I believe in God's intention. However, today, if it weren't for God's will, what would happen to this?"

"Before coming..." Feng Yin said softly, "I wanted to say silence to you, but when I think of what this person did, I can't say anything."

The young man closed his eyes and sighed.

"Xia Yu did all the evil things in the second half of his life. Even if my own son wants to rebel against him, it is indeed not worthy of mourning... I should thank you for leaving this Baili Cemetery for him in this reborn Tiannan Prefecture

.”

Feng Yin said: "Xia Yu is the leader of the immortal path after all. He was wise and powerful in the first half of his life, and made great achievements. The immortal world was once the dream place that our cultivators in Jiuzhou pursued. This tombstone is regarded as a dedication to the immortal world and to the

You're the dream of cultivating immortals."

"Yes, there is no immortal world anymore, and it is impossible for the great world to have a new immortal world."

Having said this, both of them couldn't help but remain silent?

After a long time, Feng Yin asked, "What are you going to do afterwards? You really have to explore the walls of all worlds? In fact, you don't have to..."

Xiaoyao Immortal Lord interrupted, "I know, I am very grateful to you for accepting me as a defeated prisoner without grudges. However, Jiuzhou is not my home after all. I am different from those immortals who ascended from Jiuzhou. I am born in the fairy world and raised in the

The fairy world, the fairy world has been destroyed. Although this world is big, there is no place for me to live in. Moreover, the longer I stay here, the more I can't bear the torture of my conscience, so... Please forgive me, I can only reject your kindness.

”

Feng Yin felt a little regretful: "However, the walls of all worlds..."

"Well, the danger of the Wall of All Worlds, even with Xia Yu's strength, I am not sure that I can break through the past. I will probably go there for a lifetime." Xiaoyao said, laughing, "But, I die in the new world.

On the eve of the world, I die without regrets, not to mention that I am not lonely when I am accompanied by someone on this trip.”

While speaking, a beautiful figure floated in the distance.

It was a slender and light woman with a crystal clear gem on her forehead, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling indifferently, and she was so beautiful.

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the woman: "She..."

"Neizi Yan Luo." Xiaoyao Immortal Lord gently spoke out her identity and stopped Feng Yin's plan to continue asking with a firm look.

Feng Yin did have many doubts in his heart. Yan Luo, the commander of the Immortal World servant army, should have died at the hands of Wang Lu, and even his body was incomplete. Although it was recycled by Xiaoyao, it could not be resurrected by death.

What is this Yan Luo? What's more, isn't the beloved person of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord Xia Xiaohe? Why is Yan Luo also called her Neizi?

However, out of respect for Xiaoyao, Feng Yin did not have any problem of finding the roots, nor did he open the star divine eyes to see Yan Luo's reality.

Xiaoyao Immortal Lord Chongfeng Yin bowed and said loudly: "I have been delayed here for a long time, so I will go on the road with Neizi. I hope I can meet you in the new world in my lifetime. On the day of my meeting, I will prepare.

Good wine and food.” Then, the Immortal Xiaoyao took Yan Luo's hand, flew in the air, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Feng Yinyuan looked at his back, and after a long time he sighed again. Just a sigh? Before he could fall, he heard someone snorting coldly behind him.

"Hmph, this bastard is still smart when he dies."

Hearing this voice, Feng Yin quickly turned around and bowed: "Golden King, are you here too?"

"snort!"

The golden king with golden hair and red eyes looked at Feng Yin with some disgust: "You hypocritical bastards, even though you know that his life is not long, what are you trying to keep? He is willing to die in the wall of all worlds, so he will go."

Feng Yin smiled and said nothing.

He knew very well about the purpose of the Golden King. When the immortals were besieging Lingjian Mountain, the Golden King almost supported the defense line with his own strength... and then he was hit by Xiaoyao Immortal Lord and was seriously injured.

For the proud Golden King, that battle was a very shame--although everyone thought it was amazing to fight against god-level immortals as a demigod, the Golden King himself was obviously not satisfied. Therefore, he was the Xiaoyao Immortal.

Zun, you can imagine the resentment in his heart.

Feng Yinlai is saying goodbye to Xiaoyao, and the Golden King comes, which is obviously also saying goodbye - another form of farewell.

Unfortunately, Feng Yin came early enough to intercept all the plans of the Golden King, making him unable to curse and vent his anger on the spot.

"A short-lived ghost who kills his father, coupled with a corpse girl who combines two personalities and sews a monster like a corpse girl, is a good combination of death..."

As a result, before the Golden King finished speaking, he felt a chill behind his back.

"Is this your power as the King of Gold Gill?"

The Golden King's face was twisted and entangled, and then he squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "King King...what are you doing here?"

Aya remained silent, and her clear green eyes quietly stared at the Golden King. This silence made the Golden King even more uncomfortable.

"Hmph! I understand! Let's prepare for the expedition, but don't even think about running! You are the chief general when expeditioning to the Western Yi!"

Aya raised her eyebrows: "When did I say I was going to run away? In addition, you said I was the leader, so what are you? My boss?"

"I..." The Golden King was so stolen that he couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, he turned around and left with a look of anger.

After the Golden King left, Aya also stood silently in front of the tombstone for a while, feeling a little melancholy.

The fairy world has been destroyed, and the temple of the gods is actually just struggling to survive. Even if there is no expedition organized by the Golden King, it will only be a matter of time before the destruction is over... This old world has really not been long.

It is not a wise move for Xiaoyao Immortal Lord to choose to die on the wall of all worlds. At least he will be remembered as a great pioneer for generations, although it is really a bit like this that he carries the corpse girl with him...

For the current Jiuzhou Continent, there is no time for slow post-war reconstruction. In less than a hundred years, Jiuzhou must start to migrate and break through the wall of all worlds and enter a new world before its life spans.

There are countless challenges faced, and winning the victory over the immortal world is actually just the beginning, and the real test is still to come.

However, after passing the most difficult level, the next one will definitely be infinite light.

Aya looked up at the sky and smiled slightly.

For this peaceful sky, countless people sacrificed their lives, and their sacrifices will definitely not become meaningless.

——

"Don't worry, your sacrifice will definitely not become meaningless."

At the same time, there was a bamboo room on an unknown mountain in Jiuzhou Continent, a crystal-like lake. There was an unknown stone tablet standing by the lake. In front of the tablet, a woman in white sat on the ground, looking sad.

"The post-war reconstruction work went smoothly. Although this fierce battle greatly damaged Jiuzhou's vitality, it was time to be restored. The great unification that the Jiuzhou continent had not seen in tens of thousands of years was finally realized.

Even the shattered Tiannan Prefecture has been reappeared in just a few months... I believe that within a hundred years, we will be ready for migration."

The woman confides softly, then picks up the wine gourd, and drinks it for half a day.

"So, you can rest assured that there will be a bright and beautiful future in the Kyushu continent, and there will be a bright future."

"So, go with peace of mind. I will take care of the inheritance you left behind, including the treasures buried in the Jiuzhou continent for many years, your amazing ability to make money, including Xiao Liuli, Zhu Shiyao..."

Before he finished speaking, the blue sky and white clouds above his head suddenly turned black, and a thick thunder fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!