The battle of the book city has been 500 years ago.

The battle between the Expeditionary Army and Confucianism over the Great Avenue of the World continued.

But the battles that can be fought in small pieces have been extremely boring in the past five hundred years.

The aura of heaven and earth in the human world is no longer rich, and it is approaching step by step towards the era of the end of the law.

In fact, there are almost few of the Far Expeditionary Army that can still fight so far, and the reason why they are still constantly impacting in front of the book city is just that they can't let go of the obsession in their hearts.

The demon clan is known as the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In five hundred years, there was not much left to die.

Even Qing Ze, the co-leader of the demon clan, seems to be a scumbag.

Looking at the gradually thinning world.

sighed and said: "The old man has paid so much in pursuit of the Great Dao, but why can't he take this last half step, is there no Dao that really belongs to the Demon Clan in this world?"

"So is there any need for the existence of our demon clan?"

The nine candles that were completely crippled turned back into the arrogant child again.

"Master, how many times has Xiao Jiu been reincarnated?"

Qing Ze shook his head.

"I can't remember!"

In five hundred years, the ancestors of the demon clan were killed, and even the emperor was completely beaten by Zhao Jing's gang five hundred years ago.

But Qing Ze used his great magical powers just to allow the nine candles to be reincarnated and reborn infinitely.

As long as the Nine Candles can return to the Fourteen Realms, it is possible that the glory of the demon clan will continue and return to the peak.

But is this really possible?

Since Bai Wufang resolutely rushed into the long river of years, he completely defeated the nine candles with the power of the Great Dao Origin.

may use time to rewind the moment when the demon clan dominated the world, and it has become a luxury.

It's just that Qing Ze, who is obsessed, pulls up the nine candles again and again.

Dead to live, to live and to die.

In the end, it hit the human world and began to officially enter the era of the end of the law.

The aura of the world began to fade.

Are there still qi practitioners in the world?

And their demon clan, can they really survive in this world?

When the era of the end of the law comes, they are just a group of aliens who have invaded the human world, and they no longer have the ability to change the day except for physical compulsion.

Jiuzhu cried, at this time he was a child, and he had the right to cry.

"Master, Xiao Jiu doesn't want to die anymore. ”

Qing Ze touched the head of the nine candles lovingly, got up, and looked at the Great Wall of Wenqi that had been in front of him for five hundred years, and in an instant, his body collapsed.

"In Dingjun Mountain, a sword embankment has prevented our demon clan from returning to heaven and earth for 10,000 years. ”

"I didn't expect that here, there is another rotten wall, blocking my Qingze's footsteps, five hundred years!"

"Since the avenue of the world can't accommodate the demon clan, then the old man will use the Great Wall of Wenqi in the book city as a burial ground. ”

With a twist of his hand, he directly twisted the head of the nine candles.

Since the demon clan has completely become a foreign beast in another five hundred years, then as the lord of the demon clan and the king of the demon clan, their death should be a little more heroic.

Nine Candles' head rolled on the scorched earth.

The child, who was still crying a lot, showed a relieved smile at the moment of death.

Then Qing Ze turned into a green shadow and slammed into the Great Wall of Wenqi.

The Great Wall of Wenqi, which has not been broken for 500 years, cracked a shocking crack on this day.

Under the crack sat an old man, head bowed, muttering incessantly.

"The way of this world shouldn't be so narrow!"

The murmuring sounded for three years until it finally turned into a puddle of mud.

The Great Wall of Wenqi erupted in applause.

A battle over the avenue of the world has been fought for 500 years.

It's finally coming to an end today.

With Kong Yu leading the few ghost kings of the underworld, he knelt outside the Great Wall of Wenqi.

This human war, which almost knocked out the foundation of Confucianism, came to an end.

Another sixty years.

There is not much aura in the world anymore.

From now on, it is impossible for there to be a Qi practitioner in the world.

There is no more battle between the avenues, no more demon clans, no more legends in the underworld.

Everything in the past will be buried in the long river of years with the splashing of waves.

In the human world, it should be handed over to those ordinary people to be the masters, where are the gods, where are the demons and monsters.

On this day, the sky is full of colorful clouds and golden light.

This is the open door of Xintiandi, allowing the last group of Qi practitioners in the world to completely enter Xintiandi and leave this world to mortals to take care of.

Shirakawa, which has traces of time, has long since lost its youth.

Roughly calculated, I am already over 500 years old.

It seems like I've lived a little long.

Sitting on the Great Wall that gradually fades away, stretching for thousands of miles.

"Dad, grandpa is urging us to leave. ”

There was a little girl running, and she was very cute.

Bai Chuan hugged the little girl, sat in his arms, and looked up at the sky.

"Dad is waiting for someone, she said she will find a way to come down and follow her father, this wait, I have been waiting for more than 500 years, and I don't know if she will have time to come down. ”

The girl pointed to the sky ignorantly and asked, "Dad, is the person you are waiting for in the sky?"

Bai Chuan hummed, then got up and hugged the little girl and walked towards the book city.

"Maybe you can't wait, Xiao Nizi, remember, Dad is waiting for your eleventh aunt, and when you see it in the future, don't forget to tell her that Dad is waiting for her in another place." ”

The little girl blinked her big smart eyes and asked, "Dad, aren't you going with us?"

Bai Chuan smiled: "Of course let's go together, but Xiao Nizi has grown up, and my father wants you to come back here, are you willing?"

The little girl laughed, "No, I want my father to accompany me." ”

Shirakawa just smiled.

From today onwards, the immortals in the eyes of mortals will leave the human world and go to a new world.

In the human world where there is no aura, there is only one way to die.

It's just that there is still one person who can't come down from the sky.

I don't know if there is a way for her to come back when the time comes.

A golden light shot straight from the sky to the book city.

The last group left here was not the big family of Shirakawa.

Nangong Yaochi, Shi Yan, Dunhuang, Tian Qinghua, and the four girls smiled very brightly.

That human war has been fought for too long, too long.

At what age has this been, and Dunhuang is a bit of a fighter, and a few years ago he added a daughter to Bai Chuan.

It's like Shirakawa's little padded jacket, and when I can't see my father all day long, I cry a lot.

Yu Zhaoqing and Bai Yi also appeared at this time, no longer fighting for the avenue of the world, and the affection between each other finally revived.

"Haven't you waited until eleven to come down?" Yu Zhaoqing knew who Shirakawa was waiting for.

The reason why they are the last people to withdraw from the world is because they have to wait for Shi Yiyi, who is not tolerated in the world.

Shirakawa shook his head.

said with a wry smile: "Eleven, she doesn't talk about credit, she said she would come back." Forget it, grandpa is in a hurry, and he will beat me with his fist again later. ”

A group of people, on the Cotai Strip, slowly walked towards Xintiandi.

It's just that Bai Chuan hugged the little girl and turned back three times in one step.

His mouth was broken, "Eleven, you lied to me!"

Suddenly, the little girl in her arms struggled and pointed with her chubby little hand.

"Dad, that'...... Is she Aunt Eleven?"

Shirakawa's body stiffened.

Because the cry that I have been remembering for five hundred years rang in my ears.

"Idiot, what are you doing slowly? Come here. ”

"Eleventh !!"

"Let's go, my mother is going to give you a bunch of babies. ”

"Let's go!"