I Am Immortal

 Chapter 671 Jinzhou Qi Wuzhuo (Third update)

In the last moment, Zhang Xiaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief, with a relaxed look on his face. But the next moment he saw the Taoist over there, his palms began to slowly collapse, and the smile on his face solidified in an instant, completely disappeared.

 Zhang Xiaoyu stood up suddenly, her face turned pale: "Wuhuo?!"

All the creatures of the six realms who found that the enemy in front of them had lost the characteristics of immortality and began to slowly dissipate were a little surprised. They looked in the direction where the flesh and blood turned into powder and disappeared, and saw the great avenue manifested. picture.

 Seeing the Zhenwu Emperor gradually disappearing and disintegrating in the scene, everyone immediately fell into deathly silence.

 Emperor Zhenwu…

 This is going to happen, the Tao will be destroyed?

 In order to save the world…

 A complex sadness suddenly arose in their hearts.

 Heaven and earth share the same sorrow.

The only person who can cut off the final calamity and enter this world is the soul of Yuzun. As the sword, the Taoist's sleeves and robes were rolled up. Looking back, he seemed to have crossed the layers of space and saw the girl standing in front of the Beidi Palace. After seeing it, Seeing the pain in his eyes, Qi Wuhuo looked apologetic and swept his sleeves away.

　　Boom! !

 The rift between the inner and outer realms of the six realms slowly closed, and the deep, deep, and endlessly terrifying scene disappeared. In the eyes of the people, Emperor Zhenwu, together with the gods and demons of the Final Tribulation, returned to the chaos of the Hunyuan.

 There was dead silence in all directions.

Yang Jian clenched the magic weapon in his hand and said in disbelief: "Emperor..."

The old scalper staggered, staring blankly at the scene in the sky, with a look of panic in his eyes. He was always calm, but he never thought that the person who was least likely to die would perish this time. His lips trembled. Shaking, he murmured: "No, it's impossible. Without confusion, without confusion, it's impossible to die."

“It’s impossible to die. He’s been through so many things before!”

 “How could he be dead?! He’s not dead, right?!”

 “It’s impossible to die!”

"Master Sanqing is still here, how can he die?! That big guy, who is the God who created the world, Wuhu can beat him, right? How can he die?!"

The old scalper seemed to be looking for some kind of recognition. He roared angrily. He reached out and grabbed Yang Jian next to him. With both hands, he pulled Yang Jian and shook him hard, as if to get recognition from him. Yang Jian looked sad and allowed the old bull to do this. But he never refuted or resisted.

Finally, the old scalper seemed to gradually calm down. He opened his mouth and closed his eyes. Thinking of the young Taoist's previous affairs, a look of extreme pain appeared on his face. He staggered and almost sat down while facing back. He could have pushed away the mountain. The palm of his hand seemed to have lost its strength and slowly slipped down.

 Choke with sobs: "It's impossible, it's impossible..."

"How can it be…"

 The depressed old scalper suddenly realized something.

Realized the person who had the greatest impact from the scene just now, his expression suddenly changed and he said: "Not good!!"

 The old scalper turned around and ran away like crazy: "Yunqin!!"

 In front of Beidi Palace.

There was still great sadness on the faces of those old friends, but at this moment, there was even greater worry. Looking at the girl over there, Yunqin didn't even feel grief immediately on his face, it seemed more like just a look. There was a sense of confusion, and it seemed that he had not yet reacted.

Yun Zhiyi suppressed the sting in his heart and carefully called out: "Qin'er...you...you..."

"I…?"

 “I’m fine, dad, mom.”

The girl was talking quietly to herself, looking at the sky. Her black hair was hanging down, but the aura on her body made Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu not know how to speak. They could only look at her with great worry. The images and cracks in the sky disappeared, covering the sky. The flag turned into a stream of light and disappeared, removing the air of heat death still remaining in the sky, and the sky seemed to be the same thing as before.

 There are no cracks, no sudden arrival of gods and demons, no final disaster.

 There was no Qi Wuhuo who died in the battle.

Quietly, it was like every Empress who secretly escaped from the teacher's class every day in the past and ran to lie next to the sea of ​​blood, stepping on the sea water with her feet, and watching the rise and fall of the clouds with wide eyes.

 The calmer she is, the more worried those around her become.

 In this oppressive and dead atmosphere, suddenly there seemed to be the sound of swords ringing.

Old Qingniu raised his head and saw where the crack in the sky disappeared. A sword light spun down. It seemed to be a coincidence or some kind of fate. The sword fell in front of the Beidi Palace and was inserted upside down in front of Yunqin. , the sword body is slender and sharp, and seems to have cloud patterns. It is a true martial sword.

Did he get knocked back by the ancient **** when he was making a false move and ended up here?

The rest of the people could only watch as the girl in white clothes with black hair and blood-stained shirt walked step by step in front of the Zhenwu sword that fell here. She could walk calmly at first, but then she speeded up. Not only did she speed up, she also staggered. stagger.

　　哐啷—

The sword in Yunqin's hand fell to the ground, whistling and buzzing. She slowly squatted down, stretched out her blood-stained palm, and touched the Zhenwu sword. The sword buzzed, as if in response. Yunqin raised his head and looked at Manchu. The parents, who looked worried, said, "Dad, Mom."

 “Wuhuo, he broke through this calamity again.”

 “Just like before.”

The look on her face was soft and gentle, as if she was still smiling, and she said softly: "But, why doesn't he come back...?"

"Why?"

 The palm stroking the blade of the sword trembled.

Yun Zhiyi and Zhi Nu became familiar with their daughter, and their expressions changed suddenly.

Yunqin seemed to want to say something more, but he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell forward, and the blood fell on the Zhenwu Sword.

The sound of the Zhenwu Sword was fierce, but gradually faded and disappeared.

It no longer screamed and fell to one side.

 The expressions of the rest of the people suddenly changed and they said: "Yunqin!!"

　　…………

  After three months.

The battle of the Final Tribulation has ended, but it seems that it has not ended. It is said to be the end. The Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor and the great **** and demon who created the world died together, saving the six realms from complete destruction. He embarked on the journey without hesitation. In this battle, he solved the disaster, but he never returned.

The reason why it is said that it has never ended is because although the final tribulation has been cut off, the influence before the final tribulation has not been eliminated. The remaining heat and silence tribulations are still there, and the cold and silence tribulation is still there. These forces that appeared before the final tribulation began, They were not erased just because the ancient **** was killed, they still remain in this world.

　　It is still flowing freely, affecting the world, but it is not as terrifying as before, and it is not as endlessly improving.

 There are ten great suns in the sky that last forever, and a lot of cold air rises in the Xuanming Sea.

Even those three thousand gods and demons are not dead. They have been stripped of the immortality passed down from the most ancient gods and demons since the Final Tribulation. They can be completely strangled, but not all gods and demons can be killed immediately. Being killed, they had their own cunning ones and fled into various wild places. He fled into the barren mountains and rivers and became the king of the mountains.

The source of the final catastrophe was cut off, just like the source of a water source was broken. It just stopped deteriorating, but the subsequent effects of this final catastrophe still existed. The Jade Emperor became seriously ill, and he forced his soul to get up and convene the Lingxiao Method. Yes, I want to eliminate the remaining influence of these many gods and demons.

 In the East China Sea—

In this battle, Ao Zang showed great majesty and successfully became famous. All forces could not help but respect this ancient blue dragon. On this day, Ao Guang received the decree and did not dare to neglect it and went to report it. , said: "Ancestor, the Jade Emperor's decree has arrived."

Ao Zang was human at the moment, playing chess alone, with broken dragon horns. He was wearing a dark-coloured robe. His energy was deep and peaceful. He did not raise his head when he heard the words, but just played chess calmly and said:

“I’ve heard it a long time ago, so stop yelling at me.”

 “Tell me, Jade Emperor, what did he say?”

Ao Guang handed over the Jade Emperor's decree, but seeing that Ao Zang didn't seem to accept the decree, he had to feel a little embarrassed, took the decree back, unfolded it, looked at it, and said: "Jade Emperor Emperor Tianzun convened a six-realm Dharma conference, inviting dragons, humans, and Buddhists to go to heaven to discuss and deal with the remaining innate gods and demons."

 Ao Zang frowned slightly.

He knew that those gods and demons had fled everywhere and were mixed among various tribes. It was not easy to find and kill them. Moreover, the environment in the six realms had deteriorated greatly now, and the gods were also worried about how to solve this problem. , hesitated for a moment, then played chess and said:

"The Jade Emperor's behavior this time has a bit of the reputation of the Great Heavenly Lord. You go ahead."

Ao Guang was startled and said, "My ancestors, don't you want to go?"

 “What shall I do?”

Ao Zang replied angrily, then paused, sighed, and said softly: "...I want to go to Zhenwu Mansion to report to the Zhentian Emperor..." Ao Guang stopped talking. He knew that the Zhentian Emperor When I was young, I once had a relationship with my ancestor, and they were friends for many years.

But today, the Zhentian Emperor fought fiercely against the Final Tribulation, and finally defeated him. Although the current calamity was heavy, it was not as terrifying as the Final Tribulation. After all, there was a glimmer of hope, but the Zhentian Emperor never returned. My ancestors have seen many old friends die, but this time it seemed to be particularly touching.

Ao Guang bowed again and left.

Ao Zang looked at the chessboard. After a long time, he sighed. After all, he didn't play any more. He threw down the chess piece in his hand and let it make a crisp sound on the chessboard and spin a few times. He sighed: "No." I mean, forget it, forget it, no more!”

He looked at the chessboard, and in a trance he seemed to see the young Taoist opposite him playing chess make a move, and then stretched out his hand to make a false move, smiling and inviting himself to continue. However, no matter how focused Ao Zang was, he couldn't see anything. When I arrived, there was only the light of the orb in front of me, only various coral orb trees and empty seats.

“After you go, no one will be qualified to play chess with me.”

 Ao Zang sighed.

The young man wields a sword and comes from the country of monsters. He seems to be as high-spirited as yesterday.

 Now it has fallen...

How can we not make people sad and melancholy?

 It is always the case that old friends come and go, but I am afraid that the one who suffers the most is his wife... They were young and sweet, and now that person died in battle, I am afraid that the child is the one who can't accept it the most...

The Empress Wa and Empress Dowager Dizhi seem to be going to visit.

Ao Zang sighed and decided to go visit with the two ladies.

Ao Guang had already soared into the sky with all the dragon clans and left the sea area. However, when he was ascending to the East China Sea, he saw an extra mountain on the sea area above his Dragon Palace. , I don’t care what happens when the fragments of the world fall.

Some dragons shook their body scales and shook off a lot of majestic energy.

This is the energy of those innate gods and demons. After losing their immortality, these things followed Baichuan and came to the East China Sea. They planned to find an opportunity to seal them all into Guixu. Some dragons said worriedly: "Your Majesty, will these innate gods and demons have any impact on us?"

Ao Guang said: "No."

 “Not to mention these things themselves.”

"The immortality characteristics of these innate gods and demons were destroyed by the hands of the Zhentian Emperor. Unless there are some creations that are closely related to the Zhentian Emperor, they are still like chickens, innately empty and hazy, without life or anything. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to absorb these things."

So many dragon clans were relieved, chanted several times, and followed the Dragon King of the East China Sea to rush to the Lingxiao Palace. However, under the suddenly extra fairy mountain on the sea, a huge stone floated up and down.

This stone seems strange. It has a square and round shape and has 360 apertures all over its body.

It sinks in the pure innate energy after the innate gods and demons have been dispersed. It seems to be breathing, as if channeling, and the three hundred and sixty acupoints slowly light up.

 There is something that seems to be connected with this body of stone—

 The magical power that swallows the sky and the earth.

 At a quiet but terrifying speed, he continued to devour the boundless energy of the innate gods and demons!

 Still water runs deep, such changes are huge but slight. No one noticed that under the influence of this huge and boundless Qi, a trace of life appeared in this huge stone.

 The speed of absorbing innate Qi is getting faster and faster!

 The vitality continues to increase.

  ………

All the people in the six realms are struggling to survive under the influence of this final catastrophe, and they are all dealing with this final catastrophe in their own way. The final catastrophe is not the final catastrophe of a single emperor, but the catastrophe of all the people, not the beheading. The gods and demons can directly erase all the previous influences.

At the same time, they were also missing the great emperor who stood at the front.

They used stone, clay, and wood to carve the figure in black robes and jade crown, holding a sword in one hand.

　　Or you may raise your head and look at the sky, thinking that the emperor is "sleeping" in the sky. Thinking of him in the world, you may not be lonely, and you can comfort and remember him.

And in the outer world, all the innate gods and demons outside this world have died in this final fight. There is deep darkness, but there is a sense of tranquility. It is no longer the terrifying and huge one before. , the ancient **** who was responsible for the creation of the world was lying there, with a sword light between his brows.

 Although he was beheaded, he was still alive.

The ancient god's body is slowly spreading, within the square inch reflected by the sword light.

 Two figures sit opposite each other.

 The ancient **** who created the world was furious, and the black-robed Taoist crossed his legs.

 Sit facing each other and exist!

And around the two figures who seemed to be discussing Taoism, the figure of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty was still there. The ancient **** who created the world was watching the Taoist in front of him. Between them, the two qi movements were changing and changing, and they seemed to be indistinguishable. Just like each other, this ancient **** has boundless murderous intentions and his face is distorted:

 “Jinzhou—”

 “Qi! Wu! Confused!”

The plot of this part is continuous and cannot be interrupted, so I wrote it in one go and posted it, so the previous update was a little late...

Goodnight everybody

 (End of this chapter)