When the two supreme beings were talking, they were shocked to hear two unparalleled dragon roars.
Zhao Yun transformed into a golden dragon. The dragon's body was as majestic as a mountain, and its scales shone with golden light, making its eyes dim.
The same goes for Ye Chen, who transformed into a dragon and became a golden dragon.
But it is not the dragon clan. The so-called dragon shape is an external appearance of Tao, each of which is transformed into another. People are attacking and Tao is fighting.
The two golden dragons circled, and every time they collided, the galaxy was shattered.
It's really like the Young Supreme, fighting from the other side of the galaxy to the edge of the universe, fighting from the edge of the universe to the end of the world.
Stars cracked one by one, and pieces of starry sky overturned, stained with blood, and chaos disappeared.
The two supreme masters underestimated the perseverance of these two juniors. They fought for more than five hundred rounds, but they still couldn't decide the winner.
Not only was there no winner, but the battle became more and more fierce.
Their potentials are stimulated, and the mysterious power is revived in both of them. One is undergoing transformation, and the other is undergoing nirvana.
During the battle, the sublimation of his mood surprised the Supreme Being.
It wasn't until the 900th round that the two fell down in no particular order. Ye Chen was covered in blood and bones, and Zhao Yun was covered in blood.
"My hometown is waiting for me." Ye Chen and Zhao Yun both became afraid, and their eyes were filled with tears.
The road home was so difficult, but in their eyes, the other person seemed like an undefeated god of war, standing tall in the starry sky.
If you want to go home, you need to defeat the opponent, there is no other way.
The battle strength is shoulder to shoulder. From the beginning, there is no winning or losing in this battle, only life and death, because only by fighting to the death can we have responsibility.
"Fight." The two roared, holding on to their bloody swords.
One staggered, heading eastward carefully, and the other staggered, from east to west, dragging his bloody body, leaving blood marks every step of the way.
The two monsters are at the end of their strength, their energy and blood are dry, their magic power is exhausted, and even the fairy light that protects their bodies is gone.
The war was no longer earth-shattering, but primitive and bloody.
Zhao Yun slashed Ye Chen with one sword, and Ye Chen slashed back with one sword.
No one defends, no one dodges, some just attack and attack again, waving their killing swords wildly, without any fatigue.
In the end, both of them fell, falling into the starry sky, and the last ray of dim fairy light they carried dissipated.
In the battle between the two monsters, as they had expected, they would end up together, with no one winning and no one losing.
"Farewell to my hometown." Zhao Yun smiled, very tired, his eyes filled with tears of vicissitudes of life, as if he could see the beautiful mountains and rivers across the universe, that was his hometown.
"Farewell, Da Chu." On the verge of life and death, Ye Chen also cried, and his vision was blurred by blood and tears.
The two pairs of eyes that were always reluctant to close were closed tremblingly, and only two lines of blood and tears streaked across the vicissitudes of the face.
"That's enough." Dihuang and Mingdi both smiled.
But I saw Emperor Hades flicking his sleeves, and a gust of wind passed by gently.
Ye Chen and Zhao Yun felt their bodies tremble and then opened their eyes.
But the scene in front of them was not the vast starry sky, but the small bamboo forest in Jie Ming Mountain. They stood opposite each other like that.
The two looked at each other for three to five seconds, both looking dazed. Aren't they fighting? Isn't he dead? what's going on.
"Are you awake?" Laughter sounded, and the two of them subconsciously tilted their heads.
Not far away, I saw Emperor Huang and Emperor Ming sitting opposite each other drinking tea. The two supreme beings were leisurely, as if nothing had happened.
"War of thoughts." Di Huang smiled, "No victory, no defeat."
"The purpose of this battle is for the two of you to hone each other. Only in a life-and-death battle can you discover your potential."
"It did not disappoint us. One transformation, one nirvana."
"This is what you mean!" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun suddenly twitched at the corners of their mouths, their expressions were a bit exciting, they were really playing at a high level!
War of thoughts, you should have said it earlier! If I had told you earlier, we wouldn't have fought so fiercely. I was so serious that I almost peeed out of fear.
It was a battle of thoughts and a test. If it was a real battle, the two of them would probably be dead at this moment.
"Then we can all leave?" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun looked at the two of them tentatively, with more hope in their eyes.
"Everyone can leave." Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang smiled gently.
With these words, the tense bodies of Ye Chen and Zhao Yun instantly relaxed. All their efforts were not in vain.
Apart from being surprised, the two of them did not forget to salute the Supreme Being.
In the battle of thoughts, the potential is indeed discovered. There is transformation and nirvana. It is an opportunity and a great blessing.
The two of them never forgot to look at each other and smile. In order to return to their hometown, even in the battle of thoughts, they did not hold back, truly fighting for their lives.
Thinking about it this time, I shook my head and smiled. When the peak battle came, we both died together. No one could beat the other.
"Zhao Yun, I still have a last wish." Emperor Hades looked at Zhao Yun, "After leaving now, I will never come back to this universe again in my life."
"I'm just a passer-by here." Zhao Yun smiled.
"That's it, let's get on the road!" Emperor Hades wiped the void with his palm.
Suddenly, a dark vortex appeared, spinning rapidly. This scene was a bit like the vortex during reincarnation.
The power within it is mysterious and terrifying, making people fearful.
Across the whirlpool, Ye Chen seemed to smell a strange smell, coming from another universe, Zhao Yun's hometown.
"Then what is that?" Maybe the vortex was too huge, causing the people of the underworld to look up and scream in surprise.
"Another demon has arrived?" someone muttered.
"Come here, whoever is afraid of you." Many people picked up the guy, "I didn't have a great time last time, I'll make up for it this time."
Zhao Yun glanced at the vortex of nothingness, and then looked at Ye Chen, "I hope you and I will meet again as the supreme being."
"Definitely." Ye Chen raised his hand and punched Zhao Yun.
"See you later." Zhao Yun smiled, took a deep breath, and climbed straight up, heading towards the whirlpool, feeling free and easy.
"See you later." Ye Chen waved and looked at Zhao Yun.
"Zhao Yun." The moment before Zhao Yun stepped into the whirlpool, a hissing sound came from one side, from far to near.
That was Qin Mengyao, a heartbreaking call.
"Are we leaving now? We didn't even say goodbye." She burst into tears, her expression was sad and her words were choked with sobs.
She knew that Zhao Yun was always a passer-by in the underworld, but the woman's heart still blossomed for him.
Love in the world is really strange. You fall in love with someone you shouldn't love. You know it will be fruitless, but you still fly to the flame like a moth.
Zhao Yun smiled and just stood quietly without speaking.
Having been in the underworld for nearly a year, this carefree girl has helped him a lot, and he understands her thoughts.
However, he is always a passer-by and always wants to leave.
Therefore, he had rejected this relationship from the beginning. There was no result, so why should he leave regrets for a woman
"Thousands of years later, will you remember me?" Qin Mengyao looked up at the sky, smiling with tears in her eyes, which was really heartbreaking.
"Yes." Zhao Yun turned around silently, waved with his back to Qin Mengyao, stepped into the whirlpool, and disappeared.
Behind him, Qin Mengyao squatted on the ground and covered her cheeks, crying bitterly. Tears welled up between her fingers.
Zhao Yun is gone, and the person she loves most is gone.
One year, like a dream, a flash in the pan, carved beautiful memories, but also left a lot of love relationships.