Withdrawal, withdrawal, everything is in order.

The eyes are deep, the eyes are deep, the eyes are on the fairy realm, and the distant horizon is located.

“That’s enough.”

His mouth read those three words.

Enough is enough, this war as the end, enough, there are no other extravagances.

Maybe that’s the best outcome.

The war was won.

There is no cheering in the magificent, majestic fairy gate, there is sadness and sadness.

Too many beings died in this war, and the number can no longer be counted.

I watched the body come back.

The cold corpse, wrapped in the fairy flag, returned, there was no joy of victory, only wordless sorrow.

“Oh, wow...”

The cry of the cry, their respective families are claiming the body, some people have not been clear, the body is broken, and some people even bring back a corner of clothing, lonely and sad.

The great monk, who was repaired to high, wept and could no longer resist.

"There are some companions who have not been able to bring it back."

Someone is trembling.

The sound is choking, with endless pain.

This is the best return to the battle and death, but some people stay outside the border forever, and their physical spirits are broken, and they cannot bring them back at all and die in other places.

Every strong person who passes out is to bring back the body of his comrades as much as possible, even if it is a corner of clothing, half a soldier.

This is a two-domain war, full of ruthlessness and cold.

There are monuments that stand and are full of names.

There is also a blank monument, only punctuation, do not see its name left, this is those who have no relatives and friends to claim the strong, they participate in the war, alone, for the sake of righteousness.

“Friends, let’s go.”Ye Fan whispered in front of the nameless monument.

He was saved by an old fairy in the war, and stopped him enough to be seriously injured.

The old fairy died, Ye Fan can only bring back his weapons, broken white jade fairy sword, but his identity does not know, does not belong to the family, does not belong to the ethnic group, is a nameless righteous.

The monument.

There are a lot of people who have put on the balsam.

This is the soul smell.

A long time ago existed, Xiang, for the dead creatures to lead the way, let them find the home back, guide the wheel circuit, return to quiet, mysterious and mysterious, even the fairy king can not tell the truth.

“The Rumble!”

At this point, the last strongman returned.

Dao Tianjun, Shi Yi, and Yulong returned and joined together to enter the Xianguan.

They all entered the fairy realm of life, and chose to return after the foreign area did not move, and at the same time, Dao Tianjun also brought it back, too late to take away the body.

When they saw the gods, they bowed down.

“No need to do that.”The dragon is low.

The soft power emerged, lifting everyone in the fairy pass.

After that, they entered the city of the emperor, not whether they were cold or what, but that everyone had something to do, they did nothing to stay here, and there was too much to do after every war.

In the city of the emperor.

The fairy king of the earth, the king of the wilderness, was worried about looking at the dark corpse.

His breath is weakening, destined to disappear, the dark corpse has long been dead to go to the ages, now he is not real, only to recall a wisp of consciousness left in the body.

“The old eyes.”The dark corpse whispers, and his empty eyes have tenderness and love, "It is good to see you."

“Father.”

The two undead spoke, and the last spirit of their bodies responded, and their eyebrows shone with a dark light.

Shi Yi and the dragon teamed up with the two to awaken the last soul of the undead puppet.

They are re-resurrecating.

Three people died in different years, and now after the ages, the picture of the past is reproduced.

It all looks so good.

Their thoughts are dissipating, and the last of the gods is back.

“Broar.”

The body of the dark corpse appeared in a vast way, and he was refining his body into a puppet.

They all looked at them, and they did not stop, this is the wish of the ancients.

Bombed!

With a fairy light converged, it did not enter the body of a dark corpse.

The dark corpses, the faces of the undead, the expression of the dead is frozen, the three of them are cold, the three of them hold each other's hands, the color of the eyes is disappearing, there is no sadness, no pain, some smile.

They saw the dark eyes of the three ancestors.

between the blur.

They saw a world of turbulence, an ancient vicissitudes.

The ferocious bird spreads its wings, the ancient beast roars, the mountains and the forest, one big two small and three figures, the thick and thick hands, the hands are pulled a tender little hand.

The young man is laughing, and the eyes of the adult are loving and caring.

At last they turned and walked into the forest, which was the way home.

The three figures are gradually moving away.

Silently.

All the people in Sendai were silently bent over and headed for the three ancestors.

In this moment.

The brilliance of the high tower of the Xiandi City has disappeared, and that is the glory of the puppet.

The people of the city looked up to the high platform, and they bowed down silently in the direction of the high platform.

Within the gens.

Other wasteland people also have feelings.

They looked in the direction of the city.

Silently, everyone in the wasteland is worshipping.

“Go all the way.”

Every eye of the wasteland has tears, and the heart is whispering.

On this day.

The three ancients were completely dead, and the spirit that finally remained on earth was dispersed.

Every family is a blessing.

After this, Dao Tianjun made preparations, and he wanted to enter the cultivation world from the fairy realm, bring back Xia Jiuyyu and Fu Xuan, and return to their hearts like arrows.

The question of how to get down in that world.

This is not difficult, just need to consider the time can be, the fairy city has a channel to enter directly.

"Take it back to the wasteland."Before he fell asleep, he gave the steps to the sky.

The head of the day, “It will.”

Among them, some kings of the wasteland have entered the border, they are not going to cultivate, they are going to bring back some people who are still in the border, and some people have not returned.

The two old men, Gai Jiyu, they did not return, they are still in the border.

As for the king of the fairy kingdom, he also returned to his family.

No fairy king chose this year to go to the border, and even the fairy king jointly entered the boundary, to retrieve the other fairy king back, they have concerns.

The foreign region has suffered a big loss, and it is likely to be done to the fairy-domain strong in the boundary.

The strong people in the depths of the boundary are also sensing, and they are returning in the direction of the fairy realm.

And the days passed, Xianguan ushered in a special life of a person.

It was a chicken.

There don’t look like chickens.

Its appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, no way, the shape of this chicken is too unique.

"Little dolls of the wasteland, no one is welcome."

The chicken speaks, and the sound is old.

The voice had just sounded, sitting on the top of the ancient star, almost fell from the face, and many strong people looked frightened and their scalps tinged.

It is not how great this voice is, how powerful it is, but the sound they have heard, the mysterious old chicken spirit!

There can be no mistake, no one can forget the sound line.

Looking at the chicken essence, listening to its voice, everyone is horrified, and the king of the fairy realm cannot be indifferent.

“It was the old man.”

He remained in the sutra, he exclaimed.

For the first time, the ancient ancestors of the city of the fairy emperor appeared, did not dare to slack off, this old chicken looks strange, not like a good man, but this can not erase the fact that it saved the fairyland.

“How did he come from the direction of the fairy?”There is a king whisper.

The chicken looked over.

His eyes have a condescending meaning.

"The boundary between the two domains, I think, how to come, if you let me find out that I am so old that I live to a dog."

"That's it."The king nodded his head.

It is he who said this sentence, but at this moment, he, the fairy king giant is not half-sightly visible, the old chicken in front of it is very frightening whether it is cultivated or years, he does not want to offend the old chicken.

“Predecessors, you’re here...”

He was afraid of the king, compared to the king.

The land is not afraid of anyone.

"I'm looking for you a little doll in the wasteland."The chicken responds.

He said with his eyes looking at the four sides.

“Huh?”

Everyone was surprised, I did not expect the arrival of the old chicken spirit to mean this.

"The little doll is not here, why can't he come out to meet me, and Shi Yi, the desert cousin did not come out, do you look down on my old chicken?"The old chickens groaned, groaning.

Look at this scene.

All the creatures are sluggish.

No matter from which side, they really can't think of such a person, he is actually a creature that makes taboos look up.

"Don't joke with us like that."Some of the choir is speechless.

The old chicken spirit came, there was no breath at all, and I expected others to welcome it.

"Hey, you people in the wasteland, everyone is like this, it's like seeing nothing, it's all so plain and plain, don't you know how to learn them."

The old chicken said, pointing to some fairy kings in the fairy realm.

Listen to this sentence, those immortals almost crooked their noses, is this praising them?

"It's necessary to learn to be afraid."The old chicken spirit groaned again, flapping wings without a few feathers, and fell directly on the shoulder of the overlord, "Play from me to the group I know, I have never seen you afraid, this thing has been cultivated by you?"

“...”

“...”

No one knows how to talk.

Those fairy king's face purple, some are angry, they really can not take the old chicken's words as a compliment, although it is a compliment.

The old chicken looks did not seem to see the expression of the face of the wasteland people, and some were not satisfied.

But it also acts as a joke.

"I'm looking for a little doll, he was standing with his cousin, and my grandson told me what his name was, oh yes, Dao Tianjun."

The old chicken speaks...

...