Xia Guixuan did not pursue Di Jun, but Ahua consciously chased after him, leaving only Xia Guixuan and Yi in the place. The flame sun in the sky was setting, dragging their shadows for a long time, as if indicating the ending at this moment.

The light in Yi's eyes gradually dimmed, and the anger that had been ripped off his eyes disappeared and turned into peace.

Xia Guixuan was also looking at his wound. It was red blood, which was different from everyone in the Qianling Fantasy Realm.

Di Jun has backups here, but Houyi does not.

Shao Siming has artificial suspicion, but Hou Yi does not.

He was always the Yi, who rebelled and overthrew the tribal leader after the incompetent Xia. Like Feng'e, Xia Guixuan was watching the gods.

He carried a magic arrow in his hand, and the queen of God Xihe shot nine golden crows to death, using humans to kill gods.

Originally, this kind of attribute is the real object of cooperation.

It’s a pity that the foolish Xia after he overthrew it was Xia Guixuan himself.

And after he took office, he was also a foolish monarch and was not worthy of praise.

In addition, robbing my wife... the grudges and grudges have been entangled for thousands of years, and they cannot be erased.

It's just a pity that he is really a normal life and is different from other opponents.

When Xia Guixuan was a king, he fought with Yi and when he was a heavenly emperor, he fought with Jun. In fact, it has always reflected the battle between the Central Plains civilization and the Eastern Yi, from the battle between the human kingdom to the heaven, until one side was defeated and the unification of China. But in Xia Guixuan's heart, of course, Yi was more unforgettable. Other gods were just closer to symbols in his eyes, including Di Jun.

"I thought you were dead when the gods fought and Di Jun was defeated." He finally spoke, as if reminiscing about the past.

"Early, I thought you died in Gedi." Yi replied calmly.

Xia Guixuan said: "But I think there is no need for you to continue living."

It sounds like an inhuman sentence.

Yi seemed to agree: "Maybe. I died at that time, but I still had the humiliation of today. In fact, although I was defeated back then, I didn't hate you. My revenge was not hot, and the goal of restoring the Emperor of Heaven was almost without a chance. I don't know how meaningful it is to survive."

There is really no hatred, it’s just a success or a defeat.

Maybe there was hatred at that time, but after many years, everyone has become immortals, so how could they keep the grievances of ordinary people in their hearts? Even Xia Guixuan hated Yi very much, but later on, it became faded, otherwise he would not have touched Feng'e and just told her, "It's enough to prove that I'm better than him."

Xia is gone, and in a certain period of time later generations even admitted that there is controversy in the capital of Xia. Youqiong was purely in paper stories and even difficult to document. Chenfeng drowns out history, and the land of Ge has long disappeared. Xia Guixuan himself abandoned Si Taikang's past. Taikang's tomb was long standing, and Yi was divided into two legends and has been arguing until now.

Now that the two have a public and private grudge, what else is worth writing about?

"I used to think of assisting the Emperor of Heaven to reappear, but to this day, the meaning of everyone's existence has changed." Yi continued calmly: "The Emperor of Heaven found that his life experience was a mystery, and he could not find where the Origin of His birth was... I know you are also doing the same thing now. The difference is that your Origin of Heaven has traces to follow, and what you care about is Shao Siming."

Xia Guixuan nodded: "Those who know me are still old friends."

"The goal of the Emperor of Heaven is the same as you, and the final spearhead is behind the scenes." Yi sighed: "You are all heroes, played with applause, and directed by others to the dusk of the gods. The battle continues to this day... How can you be willing?"

Xia Guixuan was silent for a moment and did not answer this.

"I don't care much about these things. I know who I am, and no Shao Siming makes me anxious about it. I must find an answer." Yi suddenly laughed: "In addition, I want to kill Feng'e after being scolded for a few words. Even if I am not a hero alone, I might as well kill myself, which is more like a little."

With this last sentence, his body began to disintegrate.

Self-discipline.

Xia Guixuan did not help or stop him. He watched his dissipation calmly, as if he had ended his past.

For Yi, this may also be a relief.

He really has no meaning of existence. Xia Guixuan's previous words that sounded unresponsive from a high-dimensional perspective are truth, but they are just cold.

For people, everyone has meaning to exist.

Not necessarily for God.

When he shot an arrow at Wen E, even the last trace of meaning of being a human being was lost.

The military is right to be resolved, and it is also the hero's final elegy.

Wen'e penetrated the realm and came behind Xia Guixuan. He didn't even look at Yi, who had dissipated like Chen, silently used a technique to heal Xia Guixuan's injuries, and whispered: "You are not injured, why don't you stop the bleeding first..."

Xia Guixuan seemed to have forgotten what the person who had just dissipated had to do with her, and did not mention it at all: "This is not an external trauma, and it doesn't make much sense to stop bleeding..."

"Is the Breath of the Sun raging in the body?"

"Yeah." Xia Guixuan turned around and hugged her, and smiled, "You need the kiss of E to be good."

Feng'e spat with a red face: "When is this..."

He said so, but he still obediently hugged his neck and kissed his lips, and entered the yin energy.

The gentle moon breathing smoothed the restlessness in the body, and the injured shoulder healed itself.

And in the sky outside the sky where the Lord of the Illusion Realm is located, the woman who kisses her at the highest point of the Thousand-Level Illusion Realm seems to indicate that the world's belonging is settled.

Xia Guixuan stretched out his hand and inserted the sword move of Xihe who was slantingly on the ground.

Feng'e glanced curiously, blushed and whispered: "You... don't really want Xihe?"

"It's all different things about whether Xihe exists or not. I'm not that bored..." Xia Guixuan smiled and suddenly threw the Xihe sword upwards. At the same time, his Wangshu also threw it up, with the two swords hanging in the air.

The red and blue that filled the entire universe suddenly twisted and rotated, quickly reclaiming and gathering at the intersection of the two swords like a vortex. The endless galaxy was vast, and the vortex of red and blue gathered attracted everyone's attention. Even the battle between Taiyi and Yin Xiaoru stopped, staring at the change in a daze.

The vortexes gathered and intertwined, red light wrapped around the blue sword, and blue light wrapped around the red sword, spinning into a typical Tai Chi shape.

Red and blue fade, turning to black and white.

Tai Chi returns to the same world and surpasses the heavens.

This is the sign that the world returns to its origin, and the two qualities return to its origin.

It gathered into the original point.

In the void, a female figure suddenly appeared.

It seems that the heart, lungs, liver and various blood vessels flashed by, and disappeared immediately.

Only the most powerful person can see something being sucked away by a Gundam.

Xia Guixuan didn't care about the origin of the world being "taken away". He gently stretched out his hand, and the two swords hanging in the air turned into Tai Chi and fell into the palm of his hand.

When Wang'e looked around, she always felt that this was controlling the world.

So is the fact.

Xia Guixuan focused on Tai Chi for a while, and suddenly stretched out his fingers to the sky: "Break."

The Olympus Mountain collapsed inch by inch, and began to collapse in thirty-three days, gradually blending together, like an initial ball.

Thousands of edges have no edges, return to the origin.

Xia Guixuan stretched out his finger again and said, "San."

The Olympian gods who were at a loss in front of Athena, the Five Elements and Four Gods who were struggling to support under the pursuit of Ling Moxue Yan Wuyue, no longer need to support them and directly disappeared.

Taiyi's eyes widened in horror.

Before he could shout "No", his body began to fade.

The disappearance of a half-step supreme step is just a thought, and there is no room for him to resist at all.

The illusion world returns to the illusion, and the smoke disappears.

Yin Xiaoru remembered the Yin family database he had moved... It seemed as if there was a super administrator who pressed "Format".

So the world became empty.

"Thousands of edges have no edges, and the illusion world returns to the illusion." Xia Guixuan hung in the void and whispered to himself: "What should be returned to nothingness, then disappear..."

A big hand penetrated the three realms, as if to stop his actions.

However, it was too late, and it was late.
Chapter completed!