Looking at the majestic figure flying in the Taoist robe, Li Qingyuan was confused and turned around: "What are you trying to do? I was confused by the old Taoist..."

He did not have the eyesight of Taoist Juechen and could not see An Qisheng's state at this time.

He looked at it carefully for a long time before, but he felt that he was strong in body and extremely strong in qi and blood. He could not see any injuries on his body.

An Qisheng smiled without answering, and asked instead: "Master, I have always had a question in my heart these days, I want to hear your opinions."

"You are the god of the human world, and you still have to ask me?"

Li Qingyuan was a little suspicious, but nodded. He was also curious about what else could confuse An Qisheng now: "Let me tell me."

"As long as it is a human, I will be confused. If one day I have no worries and no longer have any confusion, then I will no longer be a human."

A ripples appeared in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes: "If the sky collapses, what would you do?"

The sky collapses?

Li Qingyuan subconsciously raised his head, and the sky was filled with wind and snow so high that it was impossible to see the edge.

"When the sky collapses, I will naturally be overwhelmed by the tall ones."

Li Qingyuan's heart moved. He seemed to have some meaning. Could it be that naive will fall apart?

"What if you are the highest, not higher?"

An Qisheng asked again.

Li Qingyuan's breathing stagnated and felt invisible shock in his heart. In a trance, he felt as if innocence was about to collapse. Looking around, he was already the highest.

He felt inexplicably suppressed and couldn't help but murmured: "Then, I can only hold on..."

"Can't stand it?"

An Qisheng looked at Li Qingyuan. The old Taoist priest saw sweat on his forehead and white air on his body. He obviously no longer felt cold.

"Can't stand it..."

The pressure faded, Li Qingyuan staggered and almost fell to the ground. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The old Taoist only has such a life. If he loses it, he will lose it.

It would be better if everyone stayed with him."

An Qisheng was not surprised. This old Taoist's gentle and peaceful nature also had strength in it.

In fact, in any world or country, there are warriors who are not afraid of life and death in desperate situations.

"If you have a way to save everyone, it may also make them die faster. Perhaps, those who should not have died will die, and those who are alive may also go to a not-so-good world...

what will you do?"

An Qisheng looked calm and asked his own question: "The city, country, and even the entire Xuanxing you have lived in since childhood, all the people you know and don't know will be in your hands.

what will you do?"

An Qisheng's tone was calm, without any intimidation.

But Li Qingyuan, who was facing the torture, was sweating like a slurry. The huge pressure instantly filled his heart, and even made him forget that it was just a problem.

And it seems that before the sky collapsed, I really held everyone's destiny in my palm.

pressure!

The huge pressure made him unable to breathe, and he opened his mouth several times, but could not speak.

He had this courage to live and die with everyone before his destruction.

But how should I choose this?

"I, don't know..." Li Qingyuan replied in a stern voice, and when the pressure receded, he fell to the ground as if exhausted.

"you do not know......"

An Qisheng put down his fingers that carved the stone statue and sighed: "I don't know either..."

The future is uncertain, and changes are changing.

In the fate trajectory of Tong Zhengyang, he saw the first disaster of Xuanxing, which was Tong Zhengyang's blood refining Xuanxing.

After Tong Zhengyang's death, he looked at the second destruction of Du Xuanxing in the fate of Zhushang. This time, the world was gone and everyone became zombies.

But in the end, Chu Fan rose up in the consciousness of Xuanxing and became the savior.

But then, Russell, a descendant of Nightmare Hydra...

What after Russell?

With the repeated universe replacements, perhaps in the face of endless disasters, he is like Li Qingyuan facing the collapse of heaven.

Although I can transform Xuanxing with my own ideas, the Xuanxing will not be truly destroyed until the future he sees.

Change with your own will, which may lead to destruction?

This was the biggest doubt and hesitation in his heart since he returned from his dream.

Xuanxing is the place where he was born and raised. He has his final sense of belonging as a person, and is by no means comparable to any other world.

"Huh~"

Li Qingyuan gasped heavily and was sweating profusely, but he did not complain to An Qisheng in his heart. Instead, he looked solemn and his voice was trembling:

"That snake has brothers and sisters, parents and grandpa?"

The battle of the arrival of the Snake of Destruction three years ago was unforgettable for Xuanxing. Until now, there are still people discussing it in major forums, and the popularity is still high in the world.

As the one who killed the Destroyed Orochi, how could An Qisheng not make him nervous?

In his opinion, the closest thing to the sky falling was the time when the destructive giant snake descended on Xuanxing.

The old Taoist priest's eyes dodged, as if they were frightened rabbits, but to his disappointment, An Qisheng nodded:

"You guessed it right, it's true."

“…”

Li Qingyuan was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he stood up while touching his cold buttocks, sighed, "You have achieved far more than me now, and I have nothing to teach you..."

He shook his body and said, "It's true that things are true that they are true that they are good at nature! You are a top-notch figure in immortals and gods, and you should understand this principle."

"As for the heart."

An Qisheng said to himself, in fact, he had already made a decision in his heart, but he had a little hesitation.

"etc....."

Looking at An Qisheng's expressionless face, Li Qingyuan suddenly felt a little regretful and said hurriedly: "I think you should ask about their choice..."

Later, he slowed down his tone: "Although I don't know what you've experienced, you're too high. Sometimes, you should come down and walk..."

"The Taoist priest is right."

An Qisheng came to his senses and looked at Li Qingyuan who was facing a great enemy. He also felt that he was too much. His divine intention was too strong at this time. If he was not careful, he could affect others, even the world.

Taoist Juechen thought that the great cold in Tianlian Mountain was influenced by the aftermath of the battle three years ago, but in fact, it was because of his spirit fluctuations.

"well."

Li Qingyuan suddenly sighed: "The old saying is that there is a cloud dragon that does not live with a snake, and the immortals cannot interact with each other, so it really does not deceive me..."

Of course he would not think that An Qisheng would target him specifically, but because of this, he felt emotion.

The slight fluctuations in a person's emotions will rise and fall a few times, and they will almost collapse. What kind of huge gap is this?

"The ancients also had the clouds, and how can heaven and man be united? Heaven is higher than dragons, and immortals."

An Qisheng took a look at the unfinished stone statue, stood up, adapted slightly, and walked out of the Taoist temple.

"Didn't Master Juechen ask you to recover from your injuries?"

Li Qingyuan subconsciously chased after him.

But I saw the wind blowing for a hundred miles, the sky and the earth were white, and there was no figure of people, and only a sound that could not be blown away by the wind fell to the ground and sounded:

"The Taoist priest said right, I should go down and leave."

"this......"

Li Qingyuan chased him to the edge of the cliff and saw no one. He couldn't help but be stunned: "Master Juechen, do you think this is seriously injured?"

......

He went down the mountain!

A message conveyed by the special forces members immediately attracted the attention of the entire special affairs bureau.

Three years ago, the Special Affairs Bureau was almost completely destroyed, but in three years, with the support of the government, it quickly recovered its vitality and even had more masters.

Reality has only been three years, but it has been thirty years since the dream.

Although the reality of dreams cannot be completely changed, it is enough to appear batch after batch of masters.

"Where is Mr. Lu?"

In the metal base that is completely silver-white, isolated from the inside and outside, a special affairs expert broke into it, hurried beside him.
To be continued...