He weakly stuck the Piaomiao Sword on the ground. Fu Yunge slowly pulled it up and stood aside silently.
Everyone was exhausted. Fortunately it's all over. The catastrophe that has lasted for so long can come to an end.
Looking at the two people opposite, they seemed to be withering at the moment. Fu Yunge looked at the two of them, especially Che Diwensheng's face, and felt a little heartbroken.
Even if they win, some people will never come back.
Some of them fell on the road to punish evil, and were not as lucky as them to live to see the scene of victory. Some died innocently, and their souls may have traveled to the future to start a new life.
No matter what, even after such a result, their mood was still like the color of the ground, gray.
Maybe there's only "if" if there's no killing. The sky is clear, like the white smoke above our heads.
No matter how. Fu Yunge closed his eyes and took a gentle breath of air that was not clear.
Mr. Gongsun Tan, Tongniu brothers. There are also the masters of the Xia Xing Ji Zhai and a group of heroic souls who died on the road to resist evil. Today, you can finally rest in peace.
Fu Yunge slowly opened his eyes. I saw that the color of the sky gradually turned white, and the blood mist had returned to the mountain pass.
At this point... the blood mist disaster in the world is finally over.
"..."
However, at this moment, a shocking explosion came from behind, breaking the final chapter that was supposed to end before us! !
Boom! Everyone's feet were shaking violently, and the water in the pool gurgled, as if countless tentacles buried deep in the pool had just woken up!
Everyone turned around. However, what I saw before my eyes was like the end of the world!
It's like a volcanic eruption, but instead of hot magma, it's bright red plasma. The Buddhist true essence and true fire array sealed at the entrance of the cave were swallowed up and destroyed in an instant, like a tsunami at the bottom of the mountain, frantically stretching out its giant tongue to lick the sky!
"This..." Lio Zhongming turned his head with difficulty, "How could...ahem..."
Everything in front of him was instantly covered by red light. The light spread like a tsunami, making everyone feel as if they were in a boiling soup. It was extremely terrifying!
The vermilion light slowly rose over the mountain pass. Like a devil's heart, it was beating tremblingly high in the sky, and every drop it dropped was the blood of sin.
Previously, the looming ghost howls that had been hidden in the blood mist suddenly became noisy, emitting a circuitous and horrifying roar under the dome. The screams resounded through the heart and soul, and the sound was endless, like hell at the top, full of gloom.
Under the ground, all the blood vessels that had been broken now started to stir together. Suddenly the blood vessels roared back, like tentacles shrinking in fear, causing the mud to swirl and splash all over the group of people.
The floating heart-like thing gradually became more rosy. Its appearance is extremely sticky, and it exudes a strong, disgusting smell of blood and rancidity.
The light shines brilliantly, as if the sky is splitting. Everyone raised their hands to cover their eyes, but there were still waves of ghostly cries echoing in their ears. The sound was endless and the pain was unbearable.
Like objects waiting to be slaughtered in the red silk cloth, everyone at this moment, between the bright red sky and the earth, looks extremely... small!
"Protect Yue Tianhan and Long Tao!!"
Shouting heartbreakingly, Fu Yunge closed his eyes tightly while roaring, groping in that direction.
The mud beneath our feet seemed to be crawling with millions of ants, stirring constantly. Fu Yunge didn't have time to care about this, so he waded through the water and quickly touched the edge of the rock just now.
The screams of the ghosts became more and more shrill and mournful. Fu Yunge felt a burst of moisture in his ear canal, followed by a burst of pain. It must have been a puncture and bleeding.
Everything is like a chaotic prelude. Crazy blood sacrifice ceremony, are they the audience... or the sacrifices?
The misty and captivating red light makes the heaven and earth seem like the dawn of a grand mist. However, the heartstrings are stirred, this kind of madness has a primitive and alluring atmosphere.
No, it's not, it can't be. None of them can fall here...this shouldn't be the end!
Suddenly, there was another roar, and the world trembled together.
Then, the noise in everyone's ears gradually returned to calm.
Ghost screams...earthquake shaking. The squirming mud underfoot and the dazzling light above gradually faded away from everyone's senses one by one.
After that, the bloody light that could not be blocked by the eyelids, like a bursting bubble, slowly faded from the air after reaching an extremely bright peak.
Apart from the five senses, gradually only peace remains.
Fu Yunge waited for a long time. He firmly grasped one of Yue Tianhan and Long Tao's arms with both hands, fearing that something unexpected would happen to them.
However, when all the noise ended, Fu Yunge slowly opened his eyes and realized that the two of them were still there and everything was safe and sound.
Suddenly, he turned to look.
Very surprised.
Everything is as smooth as a mirror. The water is calm and waveless, and you can even see your own reflection. There were only wisps of breeze passing through the air. There was no blood, no evil spirit, and even the pale and gray sky revealed clear blue.
The white smoke also dissipated. The blood mist was gone, and the sky was filled with white clouds.
The air is cool. Just like the sky clears up after a rain, all living things are as green as white.
Only the surrounding mountains still look like rocks sunk in the water. Under the light of the water, the rugged horns were pitch black and so clean that not even a grain of sand could be seen.
Behind him are familiar companions, seniors and masters. They also opened their eyes in shock at this moment and looked around.
"Disaster..." Dongfang Shiming's eyes were still a little confused, "...is it over?"
"No." Poinsettia held a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced the water. As he turned around, a small ripple was drawn, "Gui Xiao Changyuan and his puppets are gone. I'm afraid they took advantage of the chaos to escape. ."
Luo Chongming slowly pushed away everyone's support and stood up slowly.
Look at everything around you, including Laojiu Shantou. He hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.
"Everything is not over yet. Don't forget the number Guixiao Changyuan mentioned - now it is eight hundred years."
"His appearance may just be a wake-up call for the Three Realms." Luo Zhongming turned around, his tone still weak, "Too many things are confusing. Maybe... this new cycle of disaster has just begun."
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Half a month later.
In Qiongtian Hall, Luo Chongming was sitting at the desk. Looking at half of the interrupted clues, I couldn't help but sigh.
Outside the door, the autumn grass is turning yellow. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the weather is getting colder and colder.
At this moment, Jue Tongjun and Subiezhi stepped across the threshold and walked in.
The light outside the door lengthened the figures of the two people. Luo Chongming slowly raised his head, stretched out two fingers, and held his forehead.
