Reflect the world

Chapter 1023 The End (Second Update)

The body of the little bird that was crazily swallowing the black matter shook, and a look of shock appeared in its eyes.

The king who cut off the entire abyss had been dead for countless years, his body was cold and there was no temperature at all, and a sky-high light suddenly burst out on his forehead.

That light is bright and blazing, carrying the blessings of all heavens and myriad ways, it is the most upright force.

Let the black bird scream, and the black substance on its body dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

But it still didn't let go, and stood firmly under the king's body, constantly swallowing the black substance that could erode the fairy king.

It can feel that as the dark matter of the fairy king level in its body gradually increases, the damage of the bright light to him is getting smaller and smaller.

And the light that soared into the sky was not the king's fraudulent corpse, it was just the remnants left in the king's body that had been passed down for hundreds of millions of years.

With only this little power, there is no way to last.

Sure enough, not long after, the soaring light gradually dissipated.

The light that illuminated the entire darkness receded little by little, and only a few dying years were shaking in the void.

"...Homeland...Unfortunately, I couldn't take another look at it."

That majestic body shook violently, blocking off the entire dark abyss, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the nine heavens and ten earths, which was his hometown, his eternal hometown.

It's just that he never had the chance to take a look.

There were one after another black magic lines on that majestic body, which was quite different from his appearance at the peak, adding endless magic to his majestic body.

"... How is the frontier battle situation...? I can't go back, powerless... powerless..."

"When can I see Ping Ding Foreign Land?"

In the last sentence, Na Cannian said it smoothly, but with a kind of powerlessness and despair, and at the same time an uplifting spirit, which represented his last hope and expectation.

At the last moment of his life, the king was still nostalgic for his hometown, missed his hometown, and lamented his own powerlessness.

Thinking of the current situation in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Tang Xuanming felt a little sad for no reason.

Invincible in the sky and the earth, the peerless figures who can be forever remembered in ancient history desperately resisted in the frontier. Even though they knew that there might be inexplicable changes in the rear, they still gritted their teeth and built a peaceful pure land for the rear.

They will never know that what they desperately blocked back then, allowing the top ten evil spirits like Kunpeng, Skyhorn Ant, and True Dragon to return to the nine heavens and ten places, did not allow these deeply traumatized peerless figures to have a chance to recover.

The true immortals who have been huddled in the back and have never been harmed regard these ten murderers who fought for Xiangu to the last moment, were seriously injured and dying, and regarded them as a huge treasure.

Kunpeng, who was originally holding a sigh of relief, might be nirvana, and might have given birth to many offspring with infinite potential, did not die on the battlefield in a foreign land, but died at the hands of his own people.

They also couldn't imagine that the comrades who had been eroded by dark matter and were about to turn into terrifying monsters were later used by others as evidence of crimes, so that their descendants would be called sinners, and they would be condemned by others forever and ever. Exploitation and torture.

The remnant immortal in the Bronze Immortal Palace who knew all the truth had turned bad, and took the initiative to kill Kunpeng. He wanted to get the precious blood of Kunpeng's life and his descendants. The interrupted tone made Kunpeng's descendants inherently deficient.

At the same time, he intensified the harm to the descendants of the Bianhuang Seven Kings, and Xiandian became a top executioner instead.

"Haw..."

The black bird crazily devoured the dark matter of the fairy king level, and was trembling with comfort. As for the last few words left by the king in his life, and the resentment left at the last moment of his life, it didn't care at all.

Only Tang Xuanming was listening quietly, and the Tai Chi Divine Demon Map in his body was turning silently, covering the entire ancient warship, dispelling all the unyielding remnants of the king and the top figures who had died in battle in this world. gather.

Facing the scarred body of the fairy king covered with magic lines one after another, Tang Xuanming pressed down with one hand, the body shook violently, the black object was so thick that it condensed into water droplets, and all the magic lines were suppressed in an instant. It spewed out from that body and sank into the body of the black bird.

The powerful and invincible means changed the color of the black bird that had already reached the realm of true immortals, and even walked quickly in this realm, and the originally inflated mentality suddenly returned to its original state.

After swallowing all the black matter into the body, it flew back to Tang Xuanming's shoulder obediently, really like an obedient bird, the next moment, it felt a powerful force emerge out of thin air, and was imprisoned again, unable to move. became an ornament.

"Terrible!"

I muttered in my heart, already able to speak, the black bird with extremely high intelligence just blinked its big black eyes, concentrating on being cute.

Tang Xuanming's expression was calm, and he pinched the seal with his hand. In the dark void of the original ice-cold eyes, endless energy was born out of thin air, sinking into the already cold body of the king, and the body of the existence that had been dead for many years glowed little by little. The gong worked naturally, swallowing the infinite essence, and the scars on the upper body surface that had troubled him for countless years disappeared little by little, returning to its original state.

In the blink of an eye, the unrivaled supernatural power displayed by Tang Xuanming made the little black bird on his shoulder tremble uncontrollably.

Tang Xuanming just watched with a cold face, the Tai Chi God and Demon Map in his body turned, and swallowed the invincible body into it, but there was still no divine sense in the invincible body.

Moreover, the subtle scars on the body also need time to be polished slowly, and it cannot be done overnight.

After finishing all this, Tang Xuanming turned his head and looked in the direction of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Where the Bronze Immortal Palace is located, under the three feet of one of the most powerful forces in the Three Thousand Dao States, deep in the ground, in a spring that spews out endless immortal energy, a true immortal with a weak breath is sealing himself in it.

Heal him with the help of the most original treasure land of good fortune in this world.

If this most original land of good fortune was given to a person of the supreme level, he could even forcibly make a supreme being a true immortal, but it still wouldn't help the terrible scars.

It was a scar left by a person who was close to the level of the Immortal King. Even if he had the supreme treasure land, he could only reluctantly proclaim himself so as not to make the injury worse.

To truly remove the wounds in his body, only a person of the Immortal King level can do it.

Tang Xuanming glanced there indifferently, and deliberately slapped the real immortal to death with one hand.

But after a moment of silence, he glanced at Kunpeng who was slowly recovering in the Tai Chi God and Demon Map, and he suppressed this thought again.

"Injustice has its head, debt has its owner, if someone wants to kill you more, then leave it to him."

(End of this chapter)