In the dark abyss, an ugly betrayal took place, the god of plague devoured the Lord, and rebelled against the master of darkness.
The source was taken away, the figure of the Lord of Darkness quickly dissipated, and at the moment of crisis, all the heavens rushed to kill the rebels.
The two strongest in the dark world fought each other, but the results were very different.
Having captured the origin of the Lord of Darkness, the God of Plague was as violent as a storm, and shattered the Sword of Darkness with one palm.
The dark force counterattacked, and Zhongtian stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.
A palm shocked the world, and the heavens, who were as strong as the head of the four kings of darkness, were unstoppable and suffered heavy losses.
"Submit, or die!"
The God of Plague looked at the heavily wounded sky, the dark power in his palm surged, and said coldly.
Zhongtian raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed to the sword, and his whole body became sharp again.
Even in the dark, the first swordsman in the dark world chose loyalty and pushed his sword to the limit.
"Stubborn!"
The Plague God snorted coldly, stepped out, and instantly reached the front of Zhongtian, and once again slapped the latter turbulently.
The power of destroying the sky, instantly destroying the half-body of the sword of darkness, blood splashes, dyeing the dark world red.
"Walk!"
At this moment, the Lord of Darkness whose figure dissipated suddenly reappeared, and slapped the back of the God of Plague with a palm.
There was no sign of the sudden palm, the Plague God groaned, and the figure staggered.
"So you're not dead yet!"
The God of Plague looked back and looked at the reappearing Lord of Darkness, full of dark aura, and the terrifying coercion continued to rise.
"Hidden world!"
The Plague God raised his hand, and the dark power surged and spread rapidly.
"Lord, hurry up!"
All the sky swept forward, blocking the front of the Lord of Darkness, and his remnant body condensed the last sword intent, slashing at the god of plague.
The two forces collided with each other, and the whole body of Zhongtian was shattered, blood sprayed, and the sky was foggy.
The first swordsman of darkness, who fell into the dust, looked at the Lord of Darkness behind him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end, it only turned into one word.
"Walk!"
The Lord of Darkness stared at the dead in battle, and there was not much fluctuation in his eyes.
"God of Plague, when this seat returns, you will know what the real darkness is!"
Between the voices, the figure of the Lord of Darkness gradually dissipated and returned to heaven and earth.
The God of Plague looked at the gradually disappearing Lord of Darkness, frowning slightly.
In a world of nothingness, the floating islands are rugged, and on the way from the God Realm to the Human Realm, the strong men in the world have returned, and their hearts are hard to hide.
On the floating island in the forefront, Mu Qianshang, Luo Xingchen and others stood still, their eyes fixed on the direction of the world, their expressions full of anticipation.
"Go home!"
Mu Qianshang opened his mouth and said softly.
"Yeah, go home."
Luo Xingchen's eyes flashed with emotion, and answered.
In the world, the Ziwei star field, and above the fairy field, Lime looked at the sky and sighed, "Finally, they're all back."
At the end of the starry sky, floating islands appeared. On the floating islands, all the heavenly deities in the world stood silently, and the powerful aura was surging, covering the sky and the sun.
Over the Ziwei star field, thousands of floating islands stopped, and the heavenly gods in the world looked at the changing starry sky with complex and unusual expressions.
"Welcome back."
On the star field, Lime stared at all the gods in the world and said.
"Sister Lime!"
On the first floating island, Yin'er flew down and said excitedly.
"came back."
Li Ning stretched out her hand to support the little head of the girl in front of her and smiled.
"Master, I felt his breath when I was in the God Realm."
Yin'er looked left and right.
"Wait, your master will be back soon."
Lime stared into the distance and said softly.
"I'm going to get the master back."
Yin'er said softly.
Lime looked startled, and after a while, a smile appeared on her face, "Okay, let's go together."
All the gods in the world returned, and after greeting everyone one by one, Qing Ning left with Yin'er.
In the distance, the white-clothed and white-haired woman quietly stared at the heavenly deities in the world, her eyes revealing the color of thought.
In ten years, on the only domain left in the world, all the gods made every effort to repair the immortal domain, preparing to deal with the next catastrophe.
On a star of life in the Ziwei star field, Qing Ning took Yin'er to walk through big cities after another, looking for Ning Chen's trace.
The last pure land in the world, people live and work in peace and contentment, even in the end times, human beings must live strong after all.
"Sister Qingming, where do you think Master can be?" Yin'er asked.
"Your master doesn't believe in reincarnation in the world. I don't know how he lives in this world now, but I believe that one day, we will find him." Lime replied softly.
Hearing the words, Yin'er nodded as if she didn't understand. She didn't ask any more questions and continued to search.
In the Ziwei Star Territory, there are more than thousands of life stars. Even though a lot of them were destroyed in the catastrophe, the remaining life stars are still countless.
For ten or twenty years, Lime and Yin'er have walked among the many stars of life in the world, hoping to see that familiar figure.
However, more than 20 years later, the two have not been able to find the trace of fate.
Ziwei Xing, in the northwestern territory of Yan Kingdom, Huai City, a young man in plain clothes held an ancient book in his hand, shaking his head, addicted to books like his life.
The young man in Suyi has a handsome appearance, but he looks a little pedantic when he is full of bookishness.
"Ning Fan, you said you've read books all your life, and you didn't take imperial examinations or become an official. What did you read?"
At this moment, not far away, a woman came and sneered.
"The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house."
Ning Fan raised his head and smiled.
"Yan what, the golden house, look at your broken wooden house, and the golden house!"
The woman said with a mocking look on her face.
Ning Fan was not angry either, smiled and continued reading.
In the north of the Yan State, the Wu Dynasty and the Yan State fought for a long time, and the common people were struggling.
Huaicheng, the imperial court recruited soldiers, Ning Fan, who was studying, was forcibly captured by the imperial court and sent to the barracks for training.
Ning Fan, who had not used swordsmanship since childhood, was very uncomfortable with the life in the barracks. After training every day, he fell asleep.
For several days, Ning Fan didn't have time to read the ancient book on the pillow, and he didn't even have time to open it.
The ancient book has only ten pages, and each page is engraved with dense and strange characters. Ning Fan has been reading it for twenty years, but he still cannot fully understand it.
At the border between the two countries, in front of the military camp of the Wu Dynasty, a beautiful woman dressed in light blue stood quietly, looking at the country of Yan in front of her, her eyes flashing with condensed color.
A similar scene is like reincarnation, people whose fates are intertwined will eventually meet.
The only difference is that the eldest princess of the Wu Dynasty is thirty years old this year.
Hundreds of reincarnations, and finally to consummation.
"His Royal Highness Princess, it will be winter in a month. Are we going to retreat temporarily?"
Behind the eldest princess of the Wu Dynasty, a young general stepped forward and responded respectfully.
"retreat."
The woman nodded and said.
The eldest princess of the Wu Dynasty ordered the army to withdraw from the border in an all-round way, and the swordsmen were temporarily suspended.
The retreat of the Wu Dynasty also gave Yan Guo a chance to breathe.
In the military camp of the State of Yan, when they heard that the Wu Dynasty had retreated, all the soldiers cheered. Before the tent, Ning Fan also sighed in relief, with a smile on his face.