In the brain, the dream continues.
At this moment, the Yuntian Realm has been reduced to ruins.
But this tragic war was finally won. Emperor Yun and others defeated the Lord of Samsara, they left the brain of Lord of Samsara, and the whole world cheered.
Emperor Yun, Lord Yunzhong, and Emperor Xing returned as heroes.
This is the ultimate war where lives are at stake.
But in the end an unimaginable miracle was created, the fairy road was overthrown, and their way forward will be indomitable.
The land of the entire Yuntian Realm, like a cheese that has been gnawed by mice, has become pitch black, and the land is filled with gullies and cracks. A team of celestial beings is shuttled back and forth, resting this entire riddled world , rebuilt, and cleared the entire land of unknowns.
"Although this battle was won, the price paid was too tragic."
"But it's all worth it..."
"Yeah, this is a stage calculated for us by the ancient forbidden area. Although it is using us, it is also an opportunity."
"The Lord of Samsara didn't bring 'Samsara' to come, he was alone, visited incognito, entered the mortal world and was attacked by surprise, this was his weakest moment, but he was still too strong to be outrageous, but in the end, we used extremely low With a low probability, they gathered together to defeat fate and create all kinds of miracles... "
"That's right! Xingdi also created a miracle and made a breakthrough."
"Did we really win? Suddenly, I felt overwhelmed, like a dream."
"The Heavenly Emperor of the old era has almost fallen, and all the familiarity is leaving us." Someone raised his head, tears streaming down his face unknowingly.
… .
It rained heavily and wept for the common people.
Hush!
It was pouring rain in the sky, and Yunzhongjun, Xingdi and others held umbrellas, and they stood quietly in front of the tomb of a heavenly and human emperor, holding umbrellas and wearing black tall and straight robes, crying uncontrollably, tears in the majestic rain, There are also a lot of wails from heaven and man.
But the world is still jubilant.
All the waste is waiting to be done, and everything is thriving again.
But the price paid for this battle was too great after all. Emperor Yun and Lord Yunzhong originally only had one month to live, but now they only have half a month left.
The "soul link" even shortened the lifespan of all people to the same time as Yundi and Xingdi, and Xingdi was about to die.
"However, as long as you win, all the heavy bets are worth it!" They said.
A new monument to heroes stands on the ground.
The families of countless people cried and praised their courage, which opened up the future for the distant future era.
In the last half month of life.
Yun Zhongjun finally left.
After experiencing this battle, he completely looked away and became free and easy.
This man, who was once irritable and paranoid, and extremely cowardly in love, with a deep thorn in his heart, finally chose to find the thorn in his heart at the last moment.
He found the reincarnation of the folk woman who yelled at him as a "hero" in the mortal tribe when he came to the mortal world when he was young.
Yun Zhongjun got very drunk and told her his sincerity, blushing with drunkenness, and crying,
"I defeated fate, and I became a hero."
"I used to satirize that kind of stupid people, satirize that so-called hero, it is obviously impossible to win, but he stood up and died. It's a ridiculous belief and behavior..."
"But today, I have also become the person I hate the most."
The heavy rain was pouring down, and the gentle and watery woman was already looking at him in the Wuwei Sumeru Temple in the golden bamboo forest, tears streaming down her face.
"I like heroes, just like I like you." The woman gave him the best answer.
The woman walked into the hall together with him. The two heroes, talented and beautiful, were a match made in heaven, and the whole heaven and humanity offered their best blessings.
He got the happiness he wanted.
… .
Xingdi also left.
After this great war, I did not choose to enjoy the cheers and love of the people.
In the last half month of his life, he left quietly. The so-called hero's glory and praise, writing hymns and poems for him, was never his home field.
He was afraid of the commotion.
He likes to be alone.
He likes curling up in a corner, looking at mountains and rivers, and feeling the vicissitudes of time.
Three days later, he went back to reunite with his former classmates.
In a new gathering, he still sits silently in the corner, listening to the conversation of the friends who grew up with him, and he still curls up in the corner and shrinks, shrinks, and shrinks.
He likes this atmosphere very much.
Suddenly, he whispered, his voice was like a mosquito, "I made your childhood dreams come true for you... and saved the whole world."
All around laughed brightly and punched him hard in the chest.
"Good for you!"
...
Emperor Yun still didn't have any personal affairs in the last half month.
He did not leave his own time at the last moment of his life.
He lived and rested as usual, chose to tidy up the scars after the war, ruled the world again, held various court meetings, and was busy with all kinds of trivial matters after his death in the future.
someone said:
Emperor Yun devoted his whole life to his people, and the private affairs at the last moment of his life were for the development of the entire heaven and humanity.
This is a benchmark of an old era.
But it will eventually disappear in the vast torrent of history.
They won and lost everything.
"The great wheel of history is going away. The Yundi we are familiar with, the great giants of the heavenly emperors in the ancient talent era, have all been buried in the world of mortals with the victory."
"In the new era of Buddhism and Taoism, talented people step into real practice and are rising."
Countless celestial beings looked at the ruins, old people, children, women, and young people, and they suddenly remembered a sentence from those Asuras:
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward,
The waves scour the heroes,
Right and wrong, success or failure, turn your head empty,
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.
...
...
Half a month later.
Mortal way.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, wide and boundless.
As the sun went down, a tomb stood, and the stone tablet wrote "Tomb of the hero Zhang Xiao" on it.
This tomb was erected for Zhang Xiao, the lifelong rival of Emperor Yun.
The three stood on this land again, ushering in the last death in their lives.
"I still remember that time in the Xiao Kingdom, when you roared and declared war on heaven and man, it seemed unbelievable... In fact, you used your life to open the way for the whole world, and took the first step." Emperor Yun looked at the grave, With a cup spilled a glass of wine in the soil ahead,
"Today, like you, I uttered the roar of an era."
"The only difference is that you failed and thought you had already succeeded, but in fact, I was tricked into it... But now, I have won this roar, but... is that really the case?"
Standing beside Xingdi and Yun Zhongjun, their expressions changed drastically upon hearing this.
Could it be that our current victory is false? The Lord of Reincarnation, escaped by feigning death at that time, and is still living somewhere secretly? Ready to take a break and make a comeback
Standing in front of the tombstone, Emperor Yun suddenly raised his head and said calmly,
"Our lifespan is coming to an end... Many times, is life just a big dream? It's really hard for people to comment."
He paused,
"But whether it's true or not, we're going to die, the end of our lifespan... This is indeed a dream for the rest of our lives before we die."
"Even if this victory seemed like a dream, it still passed the rest of our lives."
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky in vain, and a pair of eyes appeared, like the sun and the moon, with the vastness and indifference of the ages,
"I respect the heroes of every era, and you deserve it."
...
real world.
The mortal way, Wuwei Sumeru Temple, the holy place of Buddhism and Taoism in the mortal world, is a pure land.
Xu Yingluo pinched the Buddhist beads, opened her eyes suddenly, ignoring the bewildered Buddhists around her, full of horror,
"Emperor Yun... defeated!!"
"It's terrifying, and it's unimaginably powerful. Is this really just a Heavenly Emperor?"
In her eyes, everything seems to be destroyed, the ultimate creature formed by Emperor Yun is obviously immune to various Taoism, fists and feet, and it is clearly an immortal life that cannot be killed...
He was beaten with fists and kicks without any power to fight back!
After finally stopping time, he penetrated into the opponent's brain, but it seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Can't really see what's going on inside..
In short, it seemed to be forcibly destroyed in an instant.
The soy bean that was picked out from the ear and fell to the ground was the condensed corpse of Emperor Yun and others...
The whole process was outrageously simple and rude!
… .
Somewhere deep in the restricted area.
The era Bodhi fruit tree was also completely silent.
He explored the opponent's true face, and saw through this real body that came from existence, but he never expected it to be so powerful, as if it was as simple as the avenue, with fists and feet combined, without too many complicated moves, he completely crushed the opponent Obliterated.
Can such an existence really be defeated
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
"But in the end, this is the remnants of heaven and man in the old era, who only rely on their talents... People like Emperor Yun were eliminated in the first place. You can also use their lives to make some final waste heat and contribution."
For him, it was a big win.
He found out the mortal true face of the Lord of Reincarnation, found out some of the abilities of this existence, and caught Po Meng who fell into the mortal world and was sharpened by reincarnation.
At the same time, he cut off the background of heaven and humanity!
Now the heavens and humans are in civil strife, dilapidated, and no longer able to encircle and suppress their dark forbidden zone!
This two sided war...
For him, it is a huge profit, a great victory!
"Exploring a part of the ability to pave the way for future generations is enough..."
A faint voice resounded in the deep mountains,
"The new era will eventually rise completely. Isn't the so-called miracle the result of failed explorations and paving the way for mountains of corpses and seas of blood?"
But in the dark, everyone who witnessed this battle was silent and completely shocked by this battle.
...
Heaven and man five hundred and forty-eight years, June 7th.
Emperor Yun and Lord Yunzhong are asleep, and Lord Youshan's layout plots them against each other. Heaven and man encircle and suppress the Lord of Reincarnation. !