When he picked up the notes, the sound was extremely noisy, and there were surprises and crying everywhere. The crying and laughing voice of Dragon King Xuan Mo came from there, "Your Majesty, for some reason, many mandala flowers fell from the sky, and everyone was resurrected wherever they fell! Black and white priests, the eighteen generals, and all the people of the Night tribe who died in vain in that battle, including all the people who died in the battle in my Jiaolong tribe, have all been resurrected!"

It was as if he was hit by a thunderbolt. Feng Xinglan's mind was blank, and he didn't even notice the sound transmission notes falling from his hands.

Brahma Xing followed at some point, and good news came one after another.

Not only the Ye tribe, the cultivation world, the human world, and even the marmoset tribe, all the people who died of persecution by Ran Hang have been resurrected in the sea of ​​mandala flowers that are falling, hugging each other with their lovers, relatives, and friends...

Countless people cried and prayed devoutly, thanking God for opening their eyes.

There were countless people who were constantly resurrecting the sound notes, and there were surprise reunions and tears of excitement everywhere. Feng Xinglan's face turned pale little by little, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Mandala Hua, carrying spiritual power all over the sky, has been resurrected from the dead and has hundreds of thousands of people...

What is she doing? What is she doing?!

He didn't even dare to think about it. For the first time, he was so panicked that he was in a state of utmost slightness. In the midst of lightning, he suddenly remembered a conversation-

At that time, she stood in front of him and asked pale, "Feng Xinglan, how can you believe me?"

How did he go back then?

"Unless you can resurrect all the people of the Night Clan who died in vain, I believe in you."

Resurrection...Is she going to resurrect everyone?

It was as if he fell into an ice cave in an instant, and Feng Xinglan's whole thoughts were so scared that he shook into a ball.

There is only one thought in my mind—

Scarlet, stop! Don’t do stupid things!

Feng Xinglan almost raised his speed to the extreme, and rushed up towards Man Zhusha, which was falling all over the sky, his heart tightened. His body was trembling for the first time, so he found her! He must stop her!

The petals were floating more and more densely, which meant that he was getting closer and closer to where she was!

Near, closer!

The moment he broke through the clouds, the scene that came into his eyes made his blood frozen instantly, and the bone-bone chill penetrated into his bones, and Han Bing pierced into his bloodline.

It was a huge mandala flower that bloomed in the ninth heaven, and its white and abundant petals were in a semi-extended state.

Countless spiritual lights flowed on it, and tens of thousands of flowing lights transformed into mandala flowers the moment they left the buds, which opened and faded instantly, and then fluttered and scattered to the world.

At the heart of the flower, a woman in white sat with her knees in her arms. She seemed very cold, curled up in a ball, with a blank and quiet look in her eyes.

Long white hair poured over the ground like flowing water, countless streams of light seeped out from her body, and then turned into mandala flowers. After blooming in an instant, it fell to the world. The whole scene was so dreamy and beautiful that it was suffocating.

As the stream of light continued to flow out, her body gradually became transparent, as if it would completely break with a slight poke...

"Jun Feise! Stop!" Feng Xinglan's mind sounded loudly! He rushed over!

The sound is unprecedentedly shrill, and the sound shook the nine heavens.
Chapter completed!