For the Supreme of Kong Yuan Realm and the Warrior of Xu Yuan Realm, this is the most dreamy era, because the difficulty of breaking through has dropped to the lowest ever.

But it was also the most cruel era. Not only did the skills after the breakthrough were not comparable to those of the predecessors, but their lifespan was also greatly reduced.

Pegasus Dynasty, the land of the Western Regions.

Amidst the ruins, the lonely figure gradually weathered. This is a man in black, emitting a rich way of death.

"senior."

Shi Xiaole looked at the other party, wanting to speak but stopping.

The man in black said, "I have no fear of death. Thank you for sending me."

He is the supreme devil and once transformed into the last king of the Yanbei Kingdom of the Western Regions. Shi Xiaole discovered a black stone emitting deathly aura here. (Chapter 1067)

It was precisely through that black stone that Shi Xiaole was able to enter the Cave of Life and Death and obtain the essence of death from the place where the Supreme Dead Spirit lives. (Chapter 1223)

The Supreme Dead is also a friend of the Holy Lord. By chance, a ghost of his soul floated around the world and fell into the Yanbei Kingdom. Later, he was framed as a man in the Demonic Way, which implicated the entire Yanbei Kingdom and was destroyed.

This is the only time in the long life of the Undead Supreme, he owed others a lot, so when he was dying, he chose this place specially.

"No need to do anything for me. I am an indifferent person. I have no intention to come or go. Let it go."

Shi Xiaole bowed deeply and watched the Dead Supreme disappear from the spot. Among the people he had seen, perhaps only the Dead Supreme, who truly saw through life and death and had no attachment.

One ancient supreme after another turned into Taoist qi.

In the 2000th year when Shi Xiaole disappeared.

The ancient supremes were only the immortal scholar, the witch, the saint, and the ancestor of the fire zombie, and these four people were already in their twilight years.

Yishi Peak.

The elegant and handsome young master of the Holy Love smiled and drank the wine sent by the immortal scholar, saying, "Your winemaking skills are getting better and better. You should just not practice martial arts in your next life. Be a wine master, and ensure your glory and wealth."

The immortal scholar laughed and scolded: "Diet to the point of death, you can still speak such sarcastic words. I really admire you!"

The young master of Shengqing smiled and shook his head. If crying could increase his lifespan, he would not mind shedding a few tears.

After drinking the last sip of wine, the Holy Young Master tied the wine gourd around his waist and said, "Brother Immortal, why not leave this thing to me as a souvenir."

The immortal scholar was still laughing, but his nose was sore and he couldn't speak.

The witch master who was beside him simply closed his eyes.

The characters from the same era have all turned into the aura of the great way and returned to heaven and earth. Now, it is finally their turn. What he is sad about is not death, but separation.

If death is another beginning, then can we meet a close friend again in the future and drink and have fun? We will eventually start alone. Perhaps, this is the most true face of life.

"Eighteen thousand years ago, the first decisive battle between heaven and earth was at this time. Dao Jisheng designed to betray us, and many people were killed! I only regret that I never could kill this person and avenge them!"

Recognizing that the power began to corrupt himself, the Holy Young Master shouted.

As soon as these words were said, the immortal scholar and the witch also trembled. Seeing that the friend's body began to fade, his heart was very painful, but he could do nothing.

A sword energy stabbed from nothingness, decomposing the supreme power of Master Shengqing into Qi and mental power. At the last glance, Master Shengqing saw the young man in blue in front of him and smiled.

Why bother.

In the fifth year of the death of Prince Shengqing, Wu Zun followed in his footsteps. Shi Wuyou, who is recognized as invincible under the owner of the big manor, knelt on the ground and personally sent his uncle to his journey, and tears fell down.

Xi Xianglei also had tears in her eyes and couldn't help but shout: "Brother!"

The witch laughed.

Another corpse in the pool of life and death.

Another fifteen years have passed.

Deep in the Fire Zombie Palace, there were roars of unwillingness and despair.

The ancestor of the fire zombie who was once full of blood and fierce dragon spirits and tigers was no different from the dying ordinary old man at this moment. His skin was shriveled and his figure was hunched, just like a tall thin skin bone, which could be blown down with a gust of wind.

But he was like this, and he punched it, causing a large area of ​​void to collapse, the sky and the earth to shake, and the several peak hollow Yuan realm formations on the periphery were almost broken and shaking.

A figure in blue appeared in the formation without warning, and the fist strength approached three feet around him and dissipated for no reason.

"It's you!"

The ancestor of the Fire Zombie looked at Shi Xiaole in disbelief.

Today's Supreme is basically only 50,000 years of life. If you remember correctly, Shi Xiaole has become the Supreme for more than 20,000 years, but looking at its breath, it is as deep as the starry sky, with long ink splashing hair black and shiny, and her skin is moist and shiny, just like the rising sun, the breath of life is extremely vigorous!

"How did you do it?"

The ancestor of Fire Zombie asked in surprise.

Shi Xiaole did not answer, but said, "If you want, I can help you and put you in the pool of life and death."

The position of the station is different, and the attitude towards the world is different. Shi Xiaole has long let go of all his grudges because no one deserves to be his enemy.

Rather than saying that he wanted to save the ancient supreme, he wanted to retain the memories and time of the past.

Only a very small number of people know the secret of the pool of life and death. The ancestor of Fire Zombie happened to be one of them. He first showed an expression of intention, but after a moment, he burst into laughter.

"I have been to the cemetery of Wuer Yuan Jianhuang, where I discovered your breath."

"I wanted to take over the body, but I was killed by me."

A strong murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Fire Zombie. He suddenly roared: "Although I am greedy for life and fear death, I don't want to be underestimated by my son! What a waste of life and death pool, it's just your delusion! If the surname Shi, if it weren't for your ability to be less than you, I've already killed Jiuxuan Mountain to avenge my son. Hahaha, I finally don't have to be afraid of you!"

Amid the crazy laughter, the ancestor of the Fire Slag turned into the aura of the Great Dao, dispersing bit by bit. At the end of his life, he finally said his heart happily, and felt refreshed.

Shi Xiaole sighed softly.

The immortal scholar's skills are not as good as those of the ancestor of Fire Slag, but what he understood is immortal martial arts and his vitality is extremely amazing. According to Shi Xiaole's estimate, he can live for decades more.

But unexpectedly, the immortal scholar endured it for two hundred years before he could finish his life.

"Master, do we really have a day to meet again?"

The immortal scholar asked.

"As long as you have hope, you have a chance. What people fear the most is to give up."

Shi Xiaole replied.

The immortal scholar nodded, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Holy Lord, the Three Gods Generals, the Witch Lord, the Holy Young Master, and the Blue Lotus Sword Lord... I really want to gather with you again and drink three hundred cups of wine."

This cynical ancient supreme dripped tears in his eyes and rubbed the wine gourd around his waist for the first time in his life. He told Shi Xiaole that the wine inside would be kept until he saw those old friends again before drinking it together.

Shi Xiaole was sad and sighed.

In the years that followed, even Xi Xianglei, Empress Wu, and even Wu Xuanyu, who had recovered his memory and skills, came to the end of his life one after another.

After successfully re-cultivating, they almost got rebirth, but they only lived thousands of years more than others. Under the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth, the essence of life cannot increase their lifespan.

At this point, all the ancient supremes that were 180,000 years ago have disappeared from the world.

The most ruthless time is that no one can escape it.

When the fifty thousand years of the year came, the new supreme masters finally felt the grief and helplessness of the ancient supreme masters.

One wave after another of the great aura returns to heaven and earth.

Some people have made statistics that in just one year, there were 368 supreme emperors missing in the world. They should be the weakest group. If the rules of heaven and earth were not perfected, they would not be able to enter this list smoothly in their entire lives.

In another five years, this number reached a thrilling 786.

After this, the number of the supreme destruction finally began to decrease year by year.

Obviously, these supremes left behind are the stunning people who truly overwhelm an era. Their strength is unfathomable and they have survived the basic limit.

But in the days to come, the power of the rules of heaven and earth they endured became increasingly terrifying and intensified, and their skills were regressing in an astonishing range.

Fortunately, when the rules of heaven and earth changed, these supreme masters were thinking about a way out. They thought that 200,000 years ago, some supreme masters used alternative methods to abolish their cultivation and escaped into the world to avoid the rules, so they followed suit.

Unfortunately, this method requires extremely long thinking and improvement. Even so, the probability of success is extremely low. In history, only Wu Xuanyu and Lan Lian Jianzun completed it.

Shi Xiaole could not stop it, nor had the right to stop it. He just sincerely hoped that these people would be able to return smoothly in many years.

Above the vast South China Sea.

The Emperor of Bai Zhan predicted that the deadline had reached, so he left Bai Zhan Tower alone half a month ago, hoping to take a look at this world that had been living for many years at the end.

He saw Shi Xiaole waiting there in front of him and happily met him.

"The owner of the big manor is indeed a celestial being, and has not been affected by the rules of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, Ling Mo died. For this matter, I have made a bet with him."

The Emperor of Hundred Battles was amazed.

"I saw him before the death of Supreme Lingmo."

Shi Xiaoledao.

The Emperor of Hundred Wars was stunned, and then stamped his feet and cursed: "That bastard is still so cunning! He must know that he will most likely lose, so he left early."

The two walked together, talked about the past, talked about the stone of creation that had been snatched by Shi Xiaole in the Land of Creation, and were on the platform of creation, and fought for the life and death of the land of creation.

Looking back, it was more than 55,000 years ago.

"Master, I always owe you an apology."

The Emperor of Hundred Wars suddenly stopped and bowed to Shi Xiaole, then said, "What I admire most in my life is the owner of the big manor. Before I die, I have no regrets in my life. The owner of the big manor, Shi Shaoxia, Yue said goodbye!"
To be continued...