But in this breath, there is a strong hatred and resentment - and unwillingness.

This sword of the spirit treasure is not willing to destroy the fate of himself!

But under the indifference of its owner, this sword of Lingbao, only a whim, fell to the treachery fish.

The fish, facing this sword of destruction, was calmed down.

“The Sea of Mountains!Ended!"

The endless light, floating from all over the mountains and seas, and then gathered in front of the gargoyle fish.

These lights travel through time and reach quickly.

Because the fish is the heart and soul of the mountain and sea.

Countless mountains and seas, countless stars, countless monks, countless mortals...

Their shadow appeared in front of the fish.

It is like a thick glue, which drowns the sword of the spirit treasure.

The speed of the sword is getting slower and slower.

At this time, the golden lady suddenly said indifferently: "explosion!"

In front of the fish, there seemed to be a thousand more suns.

The endless sword light burst out into the four weeks.

The sword and Jindan, at the same time self-explosion.

This power can turn Kyushu and even thousands of nearby star fields into dead territory.

“The hole!Banned!”

The fish shuddered, and the empty mother-to-daow in front of him spun rapidly.

A shadow floated out and fell into the light of the sword that exploded.

Every shadow is a small hole.

With the support of the aura and beliefs of the entire mountain and sea world, coupled with the "failure of the most precious of refining the failure" in the mouth of the empty mother, the garlic fish will exert the strength of its own cavernal realm to its limit.

In an instant, she scattered endless holes to accommodate this endless destruction of the sword light.

The sword light and the caverns, collide together.

The sword is extinguished, the hole is born, life and death collide, and the world is reincarnated.

For a time, I don't know how many holes of heaven are destroyed, and I don't know how many holes are born.

Between the black and white light, the light of the spirit treasure gradually extinguished.

The fish stood up.

Above the emptiness in front of her, there was a sword mark.

The gold-Danling treasure of the failure of refining and the self-explosion of Jindan Lingbao, under the blessing of the entire mountain and sea world, is still the treasure of this refining failure, slightly better.

Did you win?

The fish’s eyes were a little blurred.In an instant, so many holes were released, and her magic was almost completely drained, and the whole body and the sea of knowledge were all over a crack.

Life is soon enough.

But she struggled, looking far away.

Over there, the huge fairy body gradually fell silent.

Is he dead?

No, she can't die yet!

“Mum Yu...”

Mu Yu flew over and fell next to the fish.

"Mum Yu, take me over... she is our last hope."

Mu Yu focused on the head, holding the gargoyle fish, and fell to the body of the golden fairy.

A white light landed before the head of this golden fairy.

This fairy, did not completely decline, her breath declined, but it was already strong.

Although she did not have the ability to do it, her indifferent eyes still let Mu Yu's body tremble slightly.

The fish looked straight at the fairy: “Tell me?”How is Ji Yuan now?Tell me, how should I go up?”

“Jian Yuan?”The girl's eyes turned indifferently, and a few warm feelings appeared.

Then her face turned ugly and fierce.

“Flying?The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, but it is only false!Extinction this life, it can fly!”

The fish looked into her eyes.

Hatred, destruction, hope, despair... and in the end, liberation.

Then, this short-lived woman who suddenly wiped out countless stars, died completely.

...

The lantern of the languor is suspended above Kyushu.

The sky is dying, the spirit is exhausted.

Jindan destroyed the World War I and completely shaken the foundation of the mountain and sea.

Since then, the mountains and seas, the monks are gradually dying, and between the stars, they gradually do not lead to it.

In the linguistron, the taotai tidbits sit for a thousand years.

Around her, the breath gradually declined, and quietly accompanied by the fish.

Mu Yu clearly felt that his breath was dying day by day.

The speed of the death of heaven and earth has greatly accelerated.

It may not be long before he can stay with his mother.

On this day, the fish suddenly snorted in pain.

Then, the empty mother in front of her trembled violently, and then she rotated again.

But this emptiness of the motherto, is only a mechanical rotation, and there is no longer any spirituality before.

“Mother!”Mu Yu said nervously.

The fish opened his eyes and looked at Mu Yu: "It's all right... Mom was too hard this time, and she could only get out of the spirit of the mountains and the sea."

Out of the spirit of the mountain and sea world... Mu Yu turned his head to look at the empty mother-daughter that quietly rotated on the side, and suddenly understood.

Mother is out of the spirit of the mountains and the sea, then now...

He looked at the fish, the fish outside, a breath, began to leak out.

Her body trembled slightly.

Out of the body of the mountain and sea, the body of the fish will soon collapse.

The fish smiled and stroked the top of the head of Mu Yu.

“Don’t worry, Mom, this is cultivation.”

The body of the fish remains outside.But her soul floated into the quietly rotating emptiness.

In this great treasure of the failure of the refining, countless holes are constantly dying.

“This may be my mother’s last chance.”

The fish may last one day, maybe... only for a moment.

But when she flew into this emptiness, it seemed to have gained endless time.

In the emptiness of the mother, the endless world, is constantly dying.

Every moment is the destruction of countless worlds, and every moment is the birth of countless worlds.

Falling into these worlds, a clear understanding gradually rose in the hearts of the fish.

There are also beings in these worlds.

For the fish, it is only a moment of life and death, for the creatures of these small worlds, it is the long life of the world from birth to destruction.

For the first time, the fish found that they did not really understand the treasure of the empty mother.

For she never lost her soul in this empty mother.

In fact, if you have not fought with that golden fairy, the garlic fish will not be born and destroyed in the world, and there will be so many feelings.

Outside, the body of the fish, a little old, a little bit of collapse.

But in this empty mother-to-dare, the gargoyle fish no longer know how many worlds to shuttle.

She is involved in the rebirth of one world after another, and at the same time, she is also involved in the destruction of one world after another.

I don't know how long it took, I don't know how many worlds I've been traveling through, and the fish suddenly felt a breath of decline.

Is this... the body of the outside, the life is coming?