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The long sword in Su Li's hand slashed down at Qiongqi in front of him.

In the eyes of this Qiongqi, this long sword keeps getting bigger.

Qiongqi wants to escape.

The instinct from the depths of his soul told him that he had to escape.

But it was too late.

Passed by with one sword!

This is the purest sword, as clean as the water in the thousand-year-old snow mountain ice pool, without any impurities.

In front of Su Li, the space between heaven and earth was broken.

That is a big "one".

This big "one" cut through the sky and everything with a brilliant light.

It is like a wave of light, spreading toward the boundless sky.

The word "one" is huge, so big that everything in the world is so small in front of Su Li.

The emptiness was cut open by Su Li, and there was chaos in the emptiness, no light, no water, nothing, not even the darkness.

You can't explain clearly.

It seems that some things are the foundation of this world, the essence of this world!

Qiongqi gradually separated with the brows as the boundary, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils reflected Su Li's peaceful appearance.

It was the last sight he looked at "while alive".

Soon, like a thin thread cutting a piece of tofu, the completely symmetrical sides of this Qiongqi kept separating.

There was no blood flying, and there was only death energy continuously spreading from his body.

"Whoa."

The sword energy remaining on Qiongqi's body turned into flames.

This flame quickly ignited Qiongqi's body, giving him the most solemn cremation!

In an instant, this Qiongqi was burned into ashes, and the ashes turned into thousands of spiritual powers and scattered in the sky, leaving no trace of existence.

It was as if this Qiongqi never existed.

The cloud pillars surrounding Antenna Valley dissipated slowly, and a gust of wind blew past these cloud pillars like mist.

ended.

Su Li got rid of Qiong Qi and saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but Su Li also knew that Qiong Qi got rid of himself.

This is the price.

Su Li's body began to become unstable.

Su Li felt that he was like a sandman made of countless fine sands, and he would turn into countless dusts and float in the air in a short time.

This will be his final outcome.

Regarding his own death, Su Li didn't have much emotion.

I have already died once.

And Su Li was actually very lucky, because his death would not cause the slightest pain, it was like slowly falling asleep.

But when Su Li calmly faced his own death.

Suddenly, Su Li felt that his body was gradually stabilizing.

Whether it is soul or body, or every drop of blood in his body.

They are constantly stabilizing.

Like a sand man that was about to shatter, these sands condense together, and these sands will eventually condense into a rock.

Su Li turned around and saw a woman standing in front of him.

The age of the woman is not too young, she is already two or three thousand years old.

The woman's appearance is not very good-looking, it can only be said to be above average.

But in her body, Su Li could always feel a kind of tranquil temperament, always detached from the worldly peace.

This kind of temperament and peace can only be possessed by people with a very rich inner world.

This kind of temperament is soft, like water, and can contain everything.

"how did you do it."

This was the first question Su Li asked Xiang Huamei.

Thrush's left hand grabbed Su Li's wrist.

Su Li felt that everything was returning to normal, and his life was becoming more and more stable, but the other party's cheeks were cracked like dry ground.
At this moment, the person who is about to turn into sand in the wind is this woman.

"It's simple."

The woman smiled softly, just like her painting.

"Every monk in the upper five realms has his own ability to suppress the bottom of the box, as I am immersed in the painting, it is natural.

From your point of view, the world is real and the paintings are fake.

In my opinion, this world is fake, but the painting in my hand is real.

True and false, false and real, everything is so vague.

And the secret method I have mastered is to transform the wounds on your body into nothingness. Only if you live well can it be real.

But the price is my life.

Because everything in the world is balanced.

Since I saved you, I have to pay the price. "

"Stop..." Su Li's tone was very calm, but there was no doubt in it.

"I can't stop. The spell has already been activated. If Su Li refuses my spell forcefully, then the final result will be that we die together."

Thrush rolled her eyes and smiled.

"What? Do you want neither of us to survive in the end, and I die in vain?"

Su Li: "."

"Su Li, Sisi needs you.

The world needs you.

I can see that whether Wanfa Tianxia can defeat Wanyao Kingdom, whether the lower realm can shoot down the so-called high heaven, only you can do it.

If it is said that lives are equivalent, it is obvious that I have earned my life in exchange for yours. "

Huamei held Su Li's wrist, walked slowly in front of Su Li, raised her other hand slightly, and flicked Su Li's forehead:
"Boy, let's go.

Tell Sisi, just say, trust her as a teacher, whatever she wants to do, no matter what it is, can be done.

It's just that Sisi lacks such self-confidence.

She has always been proud of her teacher.

Su Li
Sisi, please.
By the way, the painting you had when you were a child was actually pretty bad~"

As soon as Huamei finished speaking, that small hand slowly lowered from between Su Li's eyebrows.

Su Li's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand to grab the thrush's little hand.

But the moment Su Li held the thrush's little hand, the thrush instantly shattered and turned into sand of spiritual power, blowing away with the wind.

Like fireflies, the light spots of spiritual power kept floating and dancing around Su Li until they dissipated.

Su Li's thoughts couldn't help but wander, to 20 years ago, a little boy who was only in his teens knocked on a woman's door with a picture scroll.

"Little fellow daoist, what are you doing?" A gentle woman came out of the room and asked with a smile.

"I" the little boy swallowed, "I want to sell my paintings"

"Okay, let me see." The woman said.

From the beginning to the end, the little boy didn't say his name, and the woman didn't ask.

When the little boy grew up, he still remembered that girl bought his painting, and he and his junior sister had seven days of food expenses.

The little boy in his 30s saw the woman again, but he didn't mention that year, thinking she had forgotten it.

However, that's just what the little boy thought.

In this battle, Xuan Xiao's army lost.

But Su Li didn't have any joy of winning.

In the antenna valley, all the soldiers shouted Su Li's name, but Su Li felt that the shout was so far away from him.

The sky is gradually breaking dawn.

This battle lasted only one night.

But Su Li felt that a hundred years had passed.

Su Li looked at the rising sun as usual for an unknown amount of time.

Soon, the army led by Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou arrived at Antenna Valley.

Looking at the scene of Antenna Valley like a purgatory on earth, both Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou frowned.

They knew that this battle would be extremely tragic.

But when they really saw the "afterglow" of the battlefield, all this was still beyond their imagination.

All the soldiers are cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded.

Everything is so busy.

All of this was directed by someone, so there was no need for Su Li for the time being.

Su Li didn't leave Antenna Valley, but still stood there, looking at the sky, no one knew what Su Li was thinking.

Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou learned everything from Wang Meng.

Zhuang Mou looked at Su Li's lonely figure and wanted to walk over, but Zhao Lingxue gently pulled him back.

"Senior Zhao?"

Zhuang Mou looked at Zhao Lingxue puzzled.

Zhao Lingxue didn't answer much, but just shook her head at Zhuang Mou: "Let's not disturb him now, let him be alone."

Another day passed, and the treatment of the wounded in Antenna Valley and the cleaning of the battlefield continued.

And Su Li was already standing motionless in the air.

At this moment, Su Li was like a statue.

And on the second night, Su Li's expression gradually calmed down, and those eyes seemed to finally have a little luster.

When the soldiers of Gushen City raised their heads, wanting to see if their general was still motionless.

He found that the bronze sculpture-like figure in the air had disappeared.

Su Li walked slowly in the night sky. The stars in the sky were very close to Su Li, as if Su Li could hold this piece of starry sky in his palm as soon as he stretched out his hand.

In the end, Su Li stopped at the top of a mountain.

This mountain peak is actually one of the peaks on both sides of the antenna valley, very close to the antenna valley.

Sitting on the mountain peak, looking around, you can even see the flame of the torch in the antenna valley.

"sit down."

On this cliff at the top of the mountain, a person sat quietly, following the man's gaze, it was the direction of the antenna valley.

Su Li sat beside him.

The whole body of this person exudes a firefly light, and it looks so transparent, like a ghost.

This person is Xuan Xiao.

Xuan Xiao doesn't need to explain, Su Li already knows Xuan Xiao's current state.

At this time, Xuan Xiao is a kind of spiritual body.

After Qiongqi's death, the remaining strength and the blood on the battlefield, coupled with Xuan Xiao's obsession, made Xuan Xiao's remnant soul condense into the present appearance.

If there is no accident, it will only take a few days for Xuan Xiao's remnant soul to dissipate, and it may not take a few days.

"What were you doing standing there before? Is there anything interesting?" Xuan Xiao asked Su Li beside him.

Su Li shook his head: "There's nothing to look at, I'm just thinking about something."

"Because of the death of your two lieutenants?" Xuan Xiao asked.

"Yes," Su Li didn't hide it, "but not entirely."

In Su Li's eyes, there was a hint of depth.

"Then let me guess, you are feeling heartbroken for the death of a subordinate. No matter how the subordinate is related to you, even if it is just an ordinary soldier, you are still feeling sad for them."

At this moment, Xuan Xiao actually looked like a psychiatrist.

"But Su Li, what are the names of those two lieutenants, Marin and Huamei? Although they died, they deserved their death.

Marin bought you the last time to swing that sword.

Thrush is at the cost of life, to keep you alive, your existence is indeed more valuable.

As for the soldiers of Gushen City, they died on this magnificent battlefield, which is also their final destination. "

"This is not their destination." Su Li shook his head, denying Xuan Xiao's opinion, "No one's destination is to die on the battlefield."

Su Li stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Antenna Valley: "Many of them are young, and many of them haven't married wives yet. They could have walked a longer distance."

"If you insist on thinking that way, I can't help it."

Xuan Xiao smiled wryly.

"But this is the battlefield. You are the winner, and I am the loser. In the history books of later generations, this battle will definitely appear, but I will be your background board."

"You care about this?" Su Li asked.

"Yes, I care a lot." Xuan Xiao nodded, "But I don't care anymore."

"."

Su Li didn't answer.

The two remained silent.

"Su Li, how did you see through the traitors I arranged?" After a long time, Xuan Xiao asked again, asking this question that had been bothering him.

"I figured it out." Su Li looked at the starry sky, "You have my information, you must know that my divination skills are still very famous."

"I know, saintly idiot." Xuanxiao said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'll believe it. This battle will be my bad luck, and I'll feel better."

"Yeah." Su Li nodded.

Xuan Xiao glanced at Su Li: "I really have to leave, do you have anything to ask?"

Su Li thought for a while: "Do you think this battle is necessary?"

Xuan Xiao thought for a while: "It's not necessary, but this big battle will definitely happen, so many people will definitely die."

Su Li: "Is this the price for the integration of the human race and the monster race?"

"Who knows?" Xuan Xiao spread his hands.

After a question and an answer, the two fell into silence again until Xuan Xiao spoke again:
"Su Li, do you know the legendary Lost Second Realm?"

"I know, the No.14 realm is called the God Refining Realm, and the No.15 realm is the Hedao Realm."

"Yes. The legendary Harmonious Dao Realm"

In the eyes of the noise, there flashed a longing that didn't belong to him.

"I heard that when you reach the level of harmony, you can control life and death and formulate laws. Tell me, is that true?"

"Who knows?"

"Yeah, who knows"

The cold wind at night blew gently from the top of the mountain, with the final sound falling to the ground.

On the top of the mountain, only Su Li was left looking at the distance into the dark night.