Jiuyang Realm God shook his head: "I don't know."
The gods felt a sigh of relief. They respected and feared the Three Thousand World Gods. After learning that she was the God of Heaven, they felt even more frightened and emotional.
It was a destiny that could not be violated, but she violated it.
Therefore, she suffered the consequences of this fate.
The gods of Tianwaitian did not have the permission of the gods of the Three Thousand Realms, and they could not enter the Three Thousand Realms to observe the current situation, so they could only feel from the outside that the fate of the Three Thousand Realms was gradually getting better.
If they could see the current scene in Three Thousand Realms, they would probably be extremely shocked.
Within the Three Thousand Realms, on the bloody battlefield between gods and demons, countless corpses that had fallen into a pool of blood were shuttled by white light. Regardless of the number of injuries or decapitated limbs, the corpses were healing rapidly and gradually returned to their original state. The initial appearance.
The souls of those creatures that self-destructed gradually recovered, but they had no physical body.
And the gods who were stilled were able to move. They immediately raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sky.
There is no figure of the God Lord, no figure with thin shoulders but able to support all the people in the world...
In order to save them, the God Lord sacrificed one person himself and saved everyone.
All the gods could hear the sounds and movements made by the God Lord not long ago, but they could not move. They were so sad in their hearts that they couldn't help but shed tears. They knelt down and bowed their heads in silence.
All living beings knelt to see the Lord God leave.
The man in silver had scarlet eyes. He kept searching around, and he shouted in a tearful voice:
"Zheng'er! Zheng'er, where are you?! Don't scare daddy!"
When he imagined the scene of his daughter's sacrifice, he was so painful that his heart broke. He staggered a few steps, fell to his knees, grabbed the soil with both hands, and said in agony: "Daddy... I haven't reunited with you yet, and dad hasn't bought you a soul yet." fruit……"
Di Lan walked to him and silently hugged Yun Junyue tightly.
Yun Junyue couldn't stop crying. He asked in a trembling voice: "Lan'er, Lan'er, why is our daughter the God's Lord? If she was not the God's Lord, wouldn't she have to die?"
"Jun Yue." Di Lan's eyes were red, and her heart was twisting in a knife. She once thought that if she was not the emperor and phoenix god, and Zheng'er was not the god's master, and their family had not experienced so many hardships and twists and turns, maybe they would also be happy. family.
Di Lan shed tears and said, "You look like this will make Zheng'er sad."
When Yun Junyue heard the words, he lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck. He suppressed and cried, as if he wanted to vent the pain and sadness in his heart. At this time, he was just a father who had lost his daughter.
At this time, the cubs were also crying like a storm.
Twelve Treasures' eyes were empty, and she fell to the ground, with crystal clear tears falling down in large numbers. She pouted her mouth in grievance: "Mother, don't leave me..."
"Master will not die! You all lied to me!"
"Uuuuuuuuu, Master will not abandon us! She must still be alive, and I will wait for her to come back..."
Dajuan no longer had the initial stability. His whole body was shaking, and he knelt on the ground, crying hoarsely.
"Master, come back -"
"I want you back!"
…
Di Nian inserted the knife in his hand into the ground, took out a delicate flower from his waist, and smashed it into powder, letting the powder fly into the air with the wind.
Di Nian raised his hands to cover his face, and faint tears slipped from his fingers.
"Zheng Zheng..."
"Why do you want to disappear in front of uncle again? Uncle can't bear such pain, you are really bad."
His cry was low and trembling, as if he was in endless pain.
…
——In the ancient war between gods and demons, almost all the gods died.
——And in this war between gods and demons, only the god master was sacrificed.
Those creatures who chose to self-destruct in order to protect the common people recovered their soul bodies, but their bodies did not recover quickly. After recovering their soul bodies, they fell into a deep sleep and did not know when they would wake up.
At this moment, Mr. Yun and Yun Miao, who were far away in Yunxing Continent, seemed to feel the passing of their blood relatives, and they shed tears.
The area around my heart felt so tight.
Mr. Yun seemed to be growing old. He weakly supported the table, then sat down on the seat, his eyes turning red.
He murmured in a low voice: "My Zheng'er must come back alive."
The last time I felt inexplicably sad was when Zheng'er died a few years ago.
Yun Miao walked to his side, her lips trembled slightly, and she said slowly and comfortingly: "Dad, Zheng'er, brother and sister-in-law will be fine, don't worry."
Mr. Yun looked pained, hammered his thigh hard, and blamed himself: "I should have known a long time ago. When that girl came back last time, she left in such a hurry. Something must have happened outside. Why didn't I keep her? "
"Dad, don't think about things so hopelessly." Yun Miao was slightly shocked when she saw this, and quickly reached out to grab his arm to prevent him from hurting her.
"But, Miao'er..." Mr. Yun cried, with unconcealable grief in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "What I feel now is exactly the same as last time, even more painful..."
Yun Miao's heart was shaken.
"Zheng'er..."
Just now, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the sky changed drastically, as if the end was coming, and then a warm golden light shrouded it, and everything returned to calm.
Yun Miao had a guess in her mind, and her face changed with surprise. Could this have anything to do with Zheng'er?
…
The continent of gods and demons, the world of gods.
Today's God Realm is in ruins and a mess, and the strong smell of blood has not receded. When the divine armies and clerical gods from the five major regions return, they will witness this extremely shocking scene.
Fortunately, everyone is still alive.
The souls of gods such as Shengheng Heng, Fengwen, Yangshi, and Jingyu, the seagod, are still there. They have fallen into a deep sleep, and they were brought back by the god of thunder, He Bai, who summoned the divine space.
Netherworld God Yueming was covered in blood. As soon as he came back, he asked anxiously: "Where is the God Lord?"
The God of Light, Guangming, looked sad, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour: "The Lord of God has... fallen. She sacrificed herself and saved everyone."
Hearing this, Yue Ming seemed to be shocked and took a few steps back.
He held his head tightly in blame, feeling guilty for his incompetence. Just when he was about to run away, he was stopped by the Emperor and Phoenix God.
"Yue Ming, stop, the Lord God doesn't want to see you like this."
Yue Ming suddenly paused, staring at the Emperor and Phoenix God with scarlet eyes, and asked with choked sobs several times: "Lan Qing, can the God Lord still reincarnate?"
The emperor and phoenix god remained silent and looked away sadly.
The Divine Lord has been reincarnated for hundreds of generations, and this life is her last. She cannot reincarnate again, unless there is a miracle...
When Yue Ming saw this, no matter how stupid he was, he understood.
The Emperor Phoenix God lowered his eyes: "Next, we will send the gods and other creatures who have recovered their souls after self-destruction to the ancient miracles to recuperate, waiting for them to wake up after sleeping. Also, we will start to rebuild the gods. It’s the limit…”
