Looking at Gu Qingfeng who was letting everything fly, Lady Wuyue's expression was extremely complicated, and the hope in her heart gradually disappeared along with Gu Qingfeng letting everything fly.
She just watched.
I can only look at it like this.
There was nothing she could do but watch.
Stop Gu Qingfeng from letting go of everything
She has neither the skill nor the ability.
No one in this ancient and modern world can stop Gu Qingfeng from letting go of everything.
The hope in my heart is disappearing bit by bit, replaced by despair, deep despair.
However.
It wasn't just Empress Wuyue who was in despair.
At the same time, there are also the great monk on the lonely peak, the old beggar and the Heishui empress on the Heishui Mountain, and they also pinned their hopes on Gu Qingfeng.
For Gu Qingfeng to let go of everything, it is tantamount to letting go of their hopes.
The moment she realized that Gu Qingfeng was letting everything fly, Empress Heishui could no longer calm down, her expression was no longer as flat as before, but there was a kind of panic, a kind of bewilderment, a kind of bewilderment. A kind of hesitation, and a kind of despair.
Like Empress Wuyue, facing Gu Qingfeng letting go of everything, she also has no ability to stop, she can only just watch like this, hope disappearing, and deeply desperate.
at the same time.
In a mysterious lotus pavilion in the void.
Cang Yan, the lord of Langya, folded her arms and looked at Gu Qingfeng, who was letting her fly. On her beautiful face, there were complex expressions.
She had never planted seeds of cause and effect on Gu Qingfeng, but Gu Qingfeng carried the hope of the Demon Emperor Blood River, so in a sense it also carried her hope.
Now that Gu Qingfeng let go of himself, it was tantamount to letting go of the Demon Emperor Blood River's desperate hope, so Cang Yan naturally felt uncomfortable.
"hehe."
Cang Yan shook her head, smiled, full of self-deprecation, helplessness, and hesitation.
Turn around and look no further.
And holding a jug, he poured himself a glass of fine wine, and said quietly: "He said...whether what should happen will happen, he doesn't know, what shouldn't happen will definitely happen..."
"I originally thought that he would go against his will and do things he didn't want to do, so as to avoid the influence of those causal seeds, but I didn't expect... he would... he would completely let himself go..."
"This is really unexpected..."
"he knows… "
"He has always known that you all want to drive him to the road of getting lost."
"Although, he knows that even if you don't force him, he will only be lost."
"Although, he knows that getting lost is both a dead end and the only way out."
"But he just won't go this way!"
"Why?"
Cang Yan held the fine wine, raised her head and drank it down, said: "If you don't force him, he may embark on the road of getting lost."
"If this road is not the only one left for him by fate, he may also embark on the road of getting lost."
"It's a pity...it's a pity that there is no if."
"He let himself go, let go of everything, I think...he just wanted to let you, let everything exist, let this avenue, this original sin, this world, and this fate understand a truth."
Pour wine.
Another gulp.
He continued: "His destiny is in his hands!"
After finishing speaking, Cang Yan looked at Eternal Ancient Wuming next to him.
An unknown person from ancient times is like a young girl.
Illusionary, like clouds and mist, looming, as if it never existed, and it seems to change with the changes of the void.
She just stood there, just looking at it.
There was no expression on his face, from beginning to end.
"You... don't stop it?"
Cang Yan asked a question.
She knew that Gu Qingfeng not only carried the hope of the Demon Emperor Blood River, but also carried the hope of the ancient unknown.
For Gu Qingfeng to let go of everything, it is tantamount to letting go of an ancient and nameless hope.
Cang Yan is very sure of this.
Eternal Wuming shook his head slightly, and responded softly: "I... can't stop it."
If the ancient Wuming said it couldn't be stopped, then no one in this ancient and modern world can stop Gu Qingfeng from letting himself go.
"Will he really let himself go?"
Eternal Nameless replied: "I don't know."
"Will a miracle happen?"
"I do not know."
Cang Yan was not surprised by the ancient unknown question.
Eternal Wuming said he didn't know, which meant he really didn't know.
If Qinggu Wuming knew, she would not choose to gamble on Gu Qingfeng.
It is precisely because I don't know that I want to gamble.
"well!"
Cang Yan sighed, and said quietly: "Now I can only hope that a miracle will happen..."
black smoke!
There was billowing black smoke everywhere.
The terrifying spirit of original sin contained in the black smoke enveloped the hearts of everyone in the Li Palace Space, suppressing their bodies and frightening their souls. No one dared to move, no one dared to speak.
What this black smoke is, no one knows.
I only know that the black smoke in the sky is endlessly changing.
Suddenly.
Everyone felt strange, and there seemed to be a terrible existence hidden in the black smoke all over the sky.
No!
Not one, but three terrifying beings.
These three terrible existences are hidden in the black smoke, roaring like three black dragons, as if they are indistinguishable from the black smoke, the black smoke is the three terrible existences, the three terrible existences are the black smoke, Dominating the three terrifying existences, the three terrifying existences also dominate the black smoke.
Immediately afterwards, bursts of strange voices came from nowhere.
The sound was like a howl of a demon, like a roar of a monster, extremely evil.
The Yaohou is a ferocious Yaohou, and the Demon Howl is a violent Demon Howl!
At the same time, the black smoke all over the sky changed crazily.
Turned into a sky full of ghosts, turned into a sky full of demons.
The ghost roared with teeth and claws, and the demon roared ferociously.
In turn, it turned into a sky-filled fairy Buddha.
It's just that the immortals are not bright immortals, and the Buddhas are not holy Buddhas, but bloodthirsty immortals and cruel Buddhas, all over the sky, like demons dancing wildly.
The ancestors in the arena are all well-informed people, and they recognized this image of hell with just one glance.
I don't know when.
The sound of howling and roaring disappeared, followed by another strange sound.
Crying like a ghost, howling like a Buddha.
The sound of ghosts crying is heart-piercing, and the sound of Buddha howling is extremely painful!
The black smoke all over the sky changed wildly again, burning like a raging flame.
There are also demons and ghosts all over the sky in the sea of fire, but these ghosts and ghosts no longer roar or scream, but cry, crying heart-piercingly!
There are also immortal Buddhas all over the sky in the sea of flames. These immortal Buddhas are not the bloodthirsty immortals and cruel Buddhas just now, but more like immortal Buddhas who fell into the sea of flames, wailing in pain!
In the sea of fire, there are birds and beasts all over the sky, including black dragons, phoenixes, lions and tigers, and everything else, just like those monsters, ghosts, gods and Buddhas, they all struggled violently, cried, and wailed as if they had fallen into the sea of fire.
If the change of the black smoke just now is the image of hell, then the change of the black smoke at this moment is the image of purgatory.
Only hell can there be an extremely evil howl and howl!
Only in purgatory can there be painful ghost cries and Buddha howls!