(1st Update)

On the tenth day and the tenth hour, the perfect sun rushed in the far sky in the west, and the sun was extinguished and the fire was rekindled!

Not only the Golden Wheel is rekindled, but also thirteen stars!

Middle-earth, Nine Dragons and other thirteen Lingxiu Celestial Stars that managed to manage according to the great vein of Lingyuan once again shook the Famang, moist, clean, and bright!

All the golden chakras burned again, and the appearance of ten days ago was restored, the Lingyuan Great Vein was no longer affected, and the mana of the Thirteen-Star Great Array continued to move away!

The Great Array continued to move away after almost ten days of interruption, but where did the Ink Djinn go to re-launch a spell to kill the sun?!

Xia Zhi Zhenzun's expression was distorted, and he hissed and ordered: "Kill!"

In fact, how can he use him to give an order again, the ink giant spirit knows that the catastrophe is coming, and he blasts the spell into the Middle-earth world like crazy...... But what are you afraid of if you are injured, you are not afraid if you are not dead, and you don't need to be afraid if you die, this is the last battle, the last fight.

Gather the residual strength, drag the seriously injured body and fight again, anyway, the heart is excited, the blood is boiling, and the fight is just right!

He didn't let the immortals wait too long, and after five breaths, the Yuan Spirit trembling caused by the formation subsided, and after another breath of silence, suddenly the white light in the starry sky bloomed!

The light came from the formation, but it was not shot out of the thirteen arrays of stars, thousands of rays of light shot out directly from the void, the light was killed, how many ink giant spirits were there in this universe, how many white rays of light shot out from the void, and a light steadily covered an ink giant spirit!

The formation arranged by Dao Zun was not the kind of explosion technique that swept away a large area...... Another stack of Great Yaksha has been studying the monster of the Ink Giant Spirit for countless years, and all the research experience and results are shared in the Eastern Heavenly Dao, and Dao Zun will engrave the Ink Giant Spirit's 'Yuan Breath and Qi Will' into the array.

The power of the formation is only a part of the Yuanling vein, but the range of the formation kill. As long as it is in the territory of the Yuan Ling Great Vein Control Domain, every ink giant spirit will encounter a killing white light, this is a formation tribulation, but the formation is formed by the heavenly vein, so the array tribulation is also a heavenly tribulation, and the ink giant spirit has no way to hide or block it!

One ink and one light kill. It sounds like a 'one-on-one', not chaotic at all, but in fact, when the great array was launched, the starry sky outside Middle-earth was chaotic, how many ink giant spirits were there, and how many holy killing lights were there!

Thousands of lights flickered, and countless djinn struggled to dodge.

The divine power poured out, and the ink-colored catastrophe could no longer be changed, and the ink giant spirit, which had always been fearless of death, had completely changed. Fleeing in vain, resisting indiscriminately, and...... They were weeping, fearful, tears flowing, weeping in great sorrow.

Shimoji Shinzun was also crying, he was more sad and sad than everyone else, he had received his own white light of destruction, but he had to be reborn after death. He came back to life, the white light killed again, and he was killed. Coming back to life, going on and on, he didn't know how many times he was reborn before, and now it seemed that the limit of his immortal body was still far away.

Where the big array was killed, Shimoji Zhenzun fled in fear, when he found that he was not so easy to die. And after all the people of the clan were firmly locked up by the Great Array of Killing, this huge monster actually collapsed, like a madman, and let the light of destruction hit him, but as long as he did not die. He rushed among his kind, using his body to cover the other djinn, trying with all his might to pull out his fellow clansmen who had been covered by murder and robbery, again and again, crying bitterly and bitterly, in vain and in vain!

The catastrophe of the array, the catastrophe of the sky, no one can save him, he himself is constantly dying, but he is crazy, the voice in his mouth is terrible, he can't tell whether it is a wail or a roar, he desperately tries to save people, but no matter how desperate he is, he can't save a person!

When the other ink giant spirits found that they were already certain to die, almost without exception, they all went to cover their companions, wanting to push the people around them out of the white light, or fight to resist one more white light in the pain of burning, and when a group of evil wolves fell into a situation of death, they no longer cared about being evil, and began to do their best to save their fellow clans...... Boundless, such a thing happened in sight can only be described as overwhelming, and it was shocking.

Su Jing stood at the edge of Middle Earth and Immortal Heaven, coldly watching the destruction of the Ink Giant Spirit...... It's a strange feeling, I don't know if it's because of God's eyes, he feels that Xiazhi's fear is not because of his personal life and death, and the haste and grief of the large group of ink djinn spirits have nothing to do with themselves.

Suddenly, a desolate and hoarse song rang out, from an unnamed djinn who had been shrouded in white light and was about to be destroyed, his tears falling and his singing came to an abrupt end.

A song, thousands of cries, thousands of bitter weeping, choking, hoarse singing, from every ink djinn, resounded in the collapse and chaos of purgatory: "The gods are born in the ink, traveling through the universe." ”

"It is born in the ink of the gods, traveling in the universe. ”

"It is born in the ink of the gods, traveling in the universe. ”

Their songs are full of piety and sorrow, endless apologies and endless regrets.

......

The commotion subsided, and the pitch-black ink that pressed down on Middle-earth dissipated. Not only this battlefield, but the small group of ink giant spirit soldiers and horses scattered all over the universe were also attacked and killed by the formation, and this clan was completely finished.

The killing has stopped, and the ink is gone!

The power borrowed from the Yuan Ling Great Vein of the Thirteen-Star Great Array could only last half a pillar of incense, and at this point, the formation was complete, the magic runes were flying ashes, and all of them were over...... But the singing is still there.

"It is born in the ink of the gods, and it travels through the universe...... Zhengshen Mo was born, galloping in the universe ...... "Xiazhi Zhenzun is still alive, he was killed thirteen times by the formation, and he relied on his immortal body to survive until the end of the formation, but he didn't have the intention of seeking revenge and making a move, he sat in the air and looked at the corpses of countless people of the same clan who were floating and floating, and sang this song indifferently.

Su Jing glanced at each other with Shenjun, Daozun and others, to be honest, no one has ever really figured out the meaning of this sentence from the immortals and demons today, because it has no meaning in itself, it is plain and indifferent without any passion, it is just a tasteless slogan.

It sounded tasteless to Su Jing and the others, but for Mo Juling, there should be a deep meaning in it, and the songs sung when he died would always have some special meaning.

"It is born in the ink of the gods, and it travels through the universe...... Where is eternity, true sin monk. It turns out that this song has the last two sentences, and I have never heard the ink giant spirit sing it before, until now Xia Zhi sang it, and after singing this complete tune, Xia Ji stopped singing and cried loudly again!

was sad, lost his mind, and didn't even look at Su Jing and the others at all.

Lei Dong whispered to Su Jing, "We're on it." ”

There is still one Xia Zhi left, who is at the top of his body and has an immortal body, of course he can't let him escape. The strength of the three-headed heart ape was perfect, and although Su Jing and the others were not lightly injured, they could barely beat a few times...... The way to deal with the immortal body is to capture him alive and restrain him, and with the power of Middle-earth, there is no problem.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came...... From the body of Shimoji Zhenzun, but it is definitely not the voice of Shimoji, he is still crying bitterly.

With a sigh, the figure flashed, and a person walked out of Xiazhi's body.

Without warning, the sudden sigh and the person who suddenly appeared, Su Jing was startled and looked carefully...... Startled again, he blurted out, "You're not dead?"

A monster wrapped in red mangs and covered with long feathers. Su Jing had seen him.

In that year, in the middle of the leakage, on the battlefield in the mirror, the leader of the Gu Immortals who came to the battlefield before the battle between the people and the Gu Immortals, Chini!

The leader of the Gu Immortals, the first immortal, demon, Buddha, god, and holy ...... in this universe It's good to call anything, he's the first, he's the red neon!

Suddenly, a person who should have died a long time ago, an ancient god and demon who had a deep enmity with the sea of blood and had an inextricable relationship with the Mo clan and the Gu Immortals. The nerves that Su Jing and the others had just relaxed suddenly tensed.

Chini ignored Su Jing and the others, but reached out and patted Zhi Zhenzun, his voice was soft and soft: "It's okay, don't be sad, I'm no longer eternal, I'm not eternal in the first place...... I also don't want to do anything more eternally, don't cry anymore. ”

For a moment, Shimoji Zhenzun's cry suddenly became louder, but soon he stopped it, desperately suppressing his cry, thinking about a child who made a big mistake and was forgiven by his father, but deeply blamed himself.

I could suppress my crying but couldn't hold back my tears, and the tears flowed for a long time.

Smiling at Xia Zhi, Chini turned his head to look at the immortals at this time, and soon he found Su Jing, who had just blurted out in surprise, Chini looked interested: "Do you know me?"

Su Jing nodded: "Gu Immortal Leader, die in the great battle with Naren......"

Today, the immortals and demons are secretly gathering momentum, but Chini is very relaxed, and then Su Jing's words continued: "I died in battle, but ...... Even if you're not dead. Do you know that what is sealed in the mirror is not only the battle of the ordinary ancient clan, the heart of ruin, but also mine?"

After Su Jing nodded, Chini continued: "My fighting, ruining my heart, why not me? I split myself, one Chini seals the treasure mirror, and the other Chini dominates the immortals, I divide myself into two, and both I am me." I'm the one who fought outside, and I'm still there. ”

Su Jing's body was full of energy, and he looked calm and quiet, but he could strike a violent blow at any time: "So...... You are the evil thought in the mirror. ”

This time, Chi Ni thought about it, and did not answer, but sank his face, and asked Su Jing very seriously: "Fighting for the sky and fighting for the rules, is it considered an evil idea?"

This time Su Jing shook his head. What kind of evil thoughts are fighting for the sky, and which cultivator is not fighting with the sky. The path of cultivation is to act in accordance with the heavens, but the practice itself is to go against the heavens and compete with the heavens.

The red ni in front of him is the red ni in the mirror, but unlike the immortals he promoted, his fighting heart and ruining miè are not fighting to kill his own kind and fight against the strong, what he wants to conquer is only: heaven. It's been like this since birth. (To be continued......)