The soul-killing sword technique continued to be used, and the soul of Tushan's ancient spirit also dissipated little by little under the shadow of the illusory sword.
Even if the soul of Tushan Ancient Spirit is not shed, it is still very powerful. It will take a lot of time and energy to completely obliterate it.
But what Fang Lin now lacks most is time and energy. Even if it takes thousands of years, Fang Lin will continue to obliterate the soul of Tushan Ancient Spirit until the moment when Tushan Ancient Spirit completely disappears.
Just watching Tushan Ancient Spirit's soul dissipate bit by bit, Fang Lin didn't feel any joy in his heart. On the contrary, he became more confused and felt an indescribable pain.
He felt as if he had lost something very important, but he could not remember what he had lost, let alone what he would do after killing the ancient spirit of Tushan.
It seemed that the meaning of his life was just to kill the ancient spirit of Tushan.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Lin had been in this void for a year, and the soul of Tushan's ancient spirit was still very strong, and had not been killed much by Fang Lin.
During this process, Tushan Guling also tried to escape from Fang Lin's grasp several times, but never succeeded and was completely controlled by Fang Lin.
Time keeps passing.
One year, two years, three years
Unknowingly, a hundred years have passed.
The land outside the void was still lifeless, and there was also a bleak atmosphere in the Ancient Demon Ridge, the only one that had survived.
After all, Demon Saint Qitian was still too seriously injured.
Over the past hundred years, Demon Saint Qitian tried many methods to stabilize his realm, and even wanted to return to the Demon Clan's Holy Tree, but found that the Demon Clan's Holy Tree seemed to have isolated everything and could not be entered at all.
At this moment, Demon Saint Qitian gradually sat down under the gaze of the remaining demons of the Ancient Demon Ridge and the survivors of the Devouring Heaven Palace.
"Farewell Demon Saint!" The group of demons cried out sadly, with sadness and unbearability in the eyes of every demon beast, extremely reluctant to see Demon Saint Qitian leave.
Demon Saint Qitian sat cross-legged under the sacred tree of the demon clan. He had no breath, and the last trace of strength in his body had disappeared.
"Alas." Everyone in the Tuntian Palace sighed, with sadness in their hearts.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred all over the body of Demon Saint Qitian. As the golden light emerged, a layer of rock spread out, wrapping the entire body of Demon Saint Qitian in the rock.
Soon, the figure of Demon Saint Qitian could no longer be seen. Instead, there was a slightly strange stone, standing quietly in front of the Demon Clan's holy tree. There was a faint golden light, which seemed to be the same as that of the Demon Clan Saint. The trees echo each other.
The group of demons looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on. Naturally, everyone in the Tiantian Palace was also confused.
Only Qi Liansheng looked thoughtfully at the stone that was as tall as two people.
"Maybe there will be a day when Demon Saint Qitian wakes up again." Qi Liansheng said.
Having said that, Qi Liansheng is not sure whether his guess is correct. Moreover, even if Demon Saint Qitian can wake up again, he doesn't know how many years it will take
Five hundred years? Or a thousand years? Or is it tens of thousands of years
But in any case, Demon Saint Qitian should die together, otherwise such a change would not occur. After all, Demon Saint Qitian is the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth, and will not perish so easily.
In the void, Fang Lin no longer knew how many times he had used the Soul-Slaying Sword Technique, nor did he know how many years he had been in the void. He only knew that the soul of Tushan's ancient spirit was about to be completely killed by him. .
A sigh suddenly sounded in Fang Lin's ears. It was not the ancient spirit of Tushan, but someone else.
"Be merciful to those who take it off." A deep voice was heard, and then a hazy figure appeared in front of Fang Lin.
Fang Lin looked as usual and glanced at the hazy figure. Although he couldn't see the person clearly, Fang Lin knew who it was.
"Tu Shan, you finally showed up." Fang Lin said lightly.
The hazy figure was silent for a while, and said bitterly: "After all, it was born here."
Fang Lin shook his head: "It must die."
The hazy figure said: "I will let it stay in Tushan forever and never set foot outside Tushan."
Fang Lin looked at the other party indifferently: "When it recovers, can you restrict it?"
Tushan, to be precise, Tushan's will is speechless.
"If you can't, there's no need to say anything." After Fang Lin finished speaking, he used the Soul-Slaying Sword Technique again to kill the last remaining soul of Tushan Ancient Spirit.
At this point, the ancient spirit of Tushan fell, and its soul disappeared from the world. The first living thing in the world died.
"Oh, it's like this after all." The hazy figure was a little helpless, but there was no way to stop Fang Lin from doing this.
But when Fang Lin killed the ancient spirit of Tushan, it was as if he had done something insignificant. There was no emotion in his heart, and even his eyes remained as unchanged as ice for thousands of years.
Not only that, after killing the ancient spirit of Tushan, Fang Lin felt empty in his heart. He felt very confused, as if he had no direction at all.
"You gave up everything to achieve what you have today. Do you regret it now?" Tu Shanzhi asked.
"Regret? What is regret?" Fang Lin looked at the hazy figure and asked blankly.
"Well, I just feel that I shouldn't be like this. Do you feel this way?" Tu Shanzhi explained.
Fang Lin: "I don't know what it feels like to regret, but I feel very empty in my heart."
"Then let me ask you, are you willing to give up everything you have now to fill the vacancy in your heart?" Tu Shanzhi said.
Fang Lin didn't know how to answer. He couldn't remember anything in the past. The pain in his heart became stronger and stronger, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.
Fang Lin covered his heart and said after a long time: "I do."
On the ground, a big radish with facial features and limbs popped out of the ground and nervously looked at the situation on the ground.
"Hahaha, this world finally belongs to me." The big carrot, the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng, shouted excitedly.
Suddenly, Millennium Corpse Ginseng trembled, as if he noticed something, and turned around and was shocked.
"What kind of monster are you?" Millennium Corpse Ginseng stared at the hazy figure in front of him and shouted with great vigilance.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you don't forget who you are." After saying that, the hazy figure disappeared.
The Millennium Corpse Ginseng stood there blankly, the voice just now echoing in his ears.
Don't forget who you are.
"Who am I? Who am I?" Millennium Corpse Ginseng looked confused, as if he was questioning himself.
In an instant, Millennium Corpse Ginseng remembered that the latter had said similar words to him when he followed Xuanyuan Ya in the past.
The Millennium Corpse Ginseng's expression changed. It looked around, looking at the devastated and lifeless earth, and suddenly everything became clear.
"Is this the meaning of my appearance in the world?" Millennium Corpse Ginseng laughed, completely different from his usual wretched appearance.
A faint golden light spread out from the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng, turning into countless light spots, spreading across the earth with vitality and hope.
Since ancient times, there has been a strange big radish walking between heaven and earth, making a living by absorbing corpse energy.
Now, this big radish has given back everything it has absorbed to all living things in the world.
“Only when all sentient beings are saved can Bodhi be realized.”
The body of the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng gradually dissipated, and golden light spread across the earth, bringing life.
"From today on, just follow me and call me Little Bodhi." At the last moment, Millennium Corpse Shen seemed to hear the words Xuanyuan Ya said when he met him for the first time.
"You're so ugly, I'll call you Lao Xiancai." Fang Lin's voice sounded again from the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.
After a long time, the body of Millennium Corpse Ginseng completely dissipated.
"Hahahaha! From now on, there will be no more Little Bodhisattva and Old Pickle!"
Golden light fell on the earth, bringing new life.
Many dead people have resurrected, whether it is the Nine Kingdoms, the Seven Seas, or the more distant mountains and rivers, whether they are dead monsters or humans, they are constantly resurrected.
Deep in the mountains and rivers, there was a corpse that had been cold for a long time. When the golden light fell into the corpse, life filled the air.
His eyes suddenly opened, Jing Zhulong looked at the sky in astonishment. He remembered that he was dead, but why was he still alive now
A red figure flew out of Jing Zhulong's body and transformed into a girl hugging Jing Zhulong tightly, sobbing.
"Sister" Jing Zhulong stood up, his mind in confusion.
In the Ancient Demon Ridge, Bai Qingxue and Fang Qingye were lying quietly in two jade coffins. Dugu Nian stayed here and never left except for the day when Demon Saint Qitian was enthroned.
Two golden lights fell into the jade coffin, and they saw that the two people in the coffin were filled with vitality, and they opened their eyes again.
Dugu Nian's face was full of shock, and he quickly stepped forward to help the two of them leave the jade coffin.
ps: The progress estimate is not accurate. There is still one or two chapters at the end that will be posted tomorrow. It will probably have a larger number of words. I have been drinking so much lately that my hands are all bruised, but the ending can probably be seen. , not a tragic ending
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