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The planes connected to the Sea of Law, intact, deformed, and about to be destroyed, all burst and died one by one.
Like gorgeous fireworks, the death of a moment becomes eternal.
All planes, all reincarnation worlds are destroyed and no longer exist.
The tasker watched the destruction of the plane and couldn't tell what it felt like, relieved, at a loss, and more helpless
what's going on
Everyone's faces were blank and shocked, and no one could give them an answer.
The man was clutching his heart, his figure could hardly stand, his face was pale and transparent, like a projection, his figure would disappear when the wind blows.
There was a wry smile on his face. Death was never a beautiful thing. It was more of struggle and powerlessness, and even more ugly.
I had expected this day for a long time, but it really came, and the complicated mood that finally came was mixed with weakness.
The Fujun looked at the afterimage of the battle, and the uncle used the power of Law Hai, and Law Hai was now a tall building that was fragile like a matchstick.
Remove this matchstick, and the entire building will be completely destroyed.
Taishu underestimated his opponent, perhaps he had never seen it face-to-face at all.
Who pays special attention to the ants by the feet? The ants are the ants, even the grown-up ants.
A vengeful ant was dormant.
There is no regret not regretting offending this ant, even if such a result is known in advance, I am afraid that the uncle will still do it.
It is an iron fact that the law of the sea will be destroyed, but killing a disobedient ant is a very correct operation.
The only thing that was wrong was that the ant was not completely killed.
Let the demise of Law Sea a little earlier.
The little devil looked at the man’s transparent figure, "What's wrong with you?"
The little devil's wagging tail paused, and his vertical pupils stared straight at the man, narrowing into a dangerous gap.
The monarch sighed, "The world of reincarnation no longer exists, and I will no longer exist."
Regardless of whether it is to re-create a sea of laws to divert the sea of laws, the monarch agrees.
Because when this sea of laws is destroyed, he will also be destroyed along with it.
He and his uncle have common interests and common goals.
Some price was paid, but the goal was not achieved.
Uncle Tai may have the means to survive, or become the guardian of the birthplace of a new plane.
But he will definitely die.
The little devil stared at the mansion in a daze, and didn't react at all. He couldn't believe that such a standing person would die like this.
People who are like brothers and fathers, the closest man in life, will disappear without warning.
The little devil's heart is full of absurdity and inconceivability.
"No," the little devil murmured, looking at the palace stubbornly.
In terms of kinship, the little devil is of course kind to the mansion.
Since its birth, the little devil has been taught by the monarch. Although he was born in Ningshu's reincarnation world, the number of times he has met is only a handful.
It is impossible to say to be close to Ning Shu without conscience. To put it bluntly, the little devil has nothing to do with Ning Shu.
The monarch looked at the little demon who had grown into a human being, "Before annihilation, I did not find a way out, nor did I find a way out for you, I have no time, someday, the world of reincarnation that gave birth to you will perish, and you will also perish. ."
The little devil stared at the man with his pupils erect, and the man in a tuxedo became more and more transparent.
He raised his hand, pulled out the red flower in his chest pocket, and handed it to the little demon.
The little devil stretched out his hand and grabbed the flower. His eyes trembled. He looked down at the flower. The flower exudes a sweet fragrance. He lowered his head and held the flower tightly.
A smile bloomed on Fujun's almost transparent face, "Live well, by the way, find a way for yourself to survive."
The little devil raised his head, his eyes were moist, and water vapor enveloped him, "I would be lonely without you, what's the point of being alive?"
"It's fun to live, or to feel lonely. Everything I do is described as an ugly struggle to live."
Sadness was shrouded in the young man in front of him. His tail was on the ground, motionless and not angry at all.
The Fujun stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Then the little child had become a man with an upright mind, and his transparent hand penetrated the young man's shoulder.
The little devil hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the man's hand, but it all penetrated.
He is like a child who catches butterflies and can never catch butterflies.
Tears burst into his eyes, "President, don't die, I will be sad and will not survive. Without you, I don't know what to do."
"You will live on. Sadness has a time limit." The man's figure is completely transparent. The indifferent man's smile is warm before he disappears.
Just to make the living better.
His figure turned into dots of ashes, annihilated and gone.
"Ah..." The little devil frantically caught and hugged the place where the palace monarch disappeared, but he was out of the air and couldn't catch anything.
He collapsed and knelt on the ground, croaking on the ground, crying, heart-piercing.
He lost a respected elder, his only relative, and a lonely person in the world.
No one taught, no one called his name, waiting for him, and giving him the best things.
After disappearing so abruptly, he didn't know who to hate, he couldn't even avenge him, he couldn't do anything for him.
Can't let him survive either.
Confused, unable to find a direction, there is nothing more lonely and fear in the world than this.
Seeing everything, An He held his forehead deeply, his brows were exhausted and shocked.
Who is the mansion, a trident swept across thousands of troops, just like this, annihilated and disappeared.
The annihilation of a giant makes people sigh the most. Everything, strong and weak, is vulnerable to a single blow in the face of time.
Death and time are about the last fair in this world.
An He could no longer describe his feelings at the moment. First witnessed Sang Liang's death, the mansion was annihilated beside him.
The inner shock was beyond words, and there was a child who broke down and cried.
An He didn't dare to go up to comfort him, he was very fragile at the moment, but it was safe to go crazy and kill him by mistake.
Another person was destroyed.
Thinking of what Sang Liang said, destruction has always been accompanied by blood and death.
An He deeply felt the sadness, struggle, and powerlessness of a person, an organization, when it came to an end.
A gust of coolness penetrates the depths of the soul, there is a collision between the blades of the heaven and the earth, there is a call of grief, the smell of blood, and the atmosphere of madness.
Perhaps the next one will be his turn. At this moment, the ship under the violent storm, thunder, lightning, annihilation and death will be wiped out sooner or later.
Powerless to stop, powerless to change.
(End of this chapter)