The ancient times have been surrounded by the Dark Expeditionary Force, and everyone has the awareness of death. However, the change suddenly broke out, and a sudden chaos arose behind the vast dark expeditionary force, and sword energy that reached the sky burst out. From the sword energy, Ying Donglai felt a familiar aura.

"Supreme!" Feeling Fengyun Wuji's breath, Ying Donglai's mental power suddenly became excited and shouted suddenly: "Wuji!"

"Supreme! The Fifth Supreme is here!" Behind Ying Donglai, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. When the three supremes were all gone, the arrival of Fengyun Wuji was extremely inspiring to everyone.

"kill!--"

The morale of the ancient human army was greatly boosted, and they roared towards the dark expeditionary army and covered them all. On the other side, when they heard Ying Donglai's shouts, Feng Yun Wuji suddenly raised his head and made a long roar that shook the sky. With the roar, his body disappeared again. The strength of the Blood Sea Demon Lord Ying Donglai was unquestionable, but at this moment, Feng Yun Wuji felt a hint of weakness from the voice of the first person in the North Sea! - The situation was obviously very dangerous.

Beside Ying Donglai, a white shadow flashed, and a long figure seemed to step out of the underworld, appearing silently in front of the human army. Seeing this figure, everyone was greatly excited! In the ancient times, the Supreme is the spiritual representative of the entire ancient times, and it is the invincible myth of human beings against the gods! As long as a supreme exists, the ancient times will have hope!

Feng Yun Wuji did not follow Ying Dong's Han Chu, nor did he have time to Han Chu. The moment he showed his figure, Feng Yun Wuji had already taken action. He raised his head, and flew like frost white hair, Feng Yun Wuji closed his eyes, and a white palm was already pushing it out as if it was slow and fast, and his five fingers were opened, and the "Rules of Swords" took action in an instant...

"boom!--"

The earth was silent. Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the dark expedition troops that were rushing to the sky, including the demons who were fighting with the ancient human race in the air, suddenly flew out without warning, and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound, motionless. The battlefield of Youda suddenly became quiet, leaving only dense corpses...

"Master... Master!" On the back of an ancient human race, Yuan Qitian seemed to feel Feng Yun Wuji's arrival and suddenly woke up. Feng Yun Wuji only took a look and felt a pain in his heart. Yuan Qitian's soul was extremely injured, even...

Feng Yun Wuji walked to the ground, looked at Yuan Qitian, and said softly: "Qitian, do you believe in Master?"

"Let's believe..." Yuan Qitian raised his head, and a confused look appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Feng Yun Wuji asked like this: "Master, Qitian... I feel that his head hurts so much... I want to sleep." His eyes slowly closed again.

Feng Yun Wuji's heart trembled for a moment. He stroked Yuan Qitian's head and said in pain: "Qi Tian, ​​this is not your war! Master has passed by long ago and let you stay in the Golden City, but you still come over!..."

He took Yuan Qitian's body and pressed his five fingers on Yuan Qitian's back. The rules around him fluctuated. Just under the eyes of the Demon Lord of Blood Sea, Yuan Qitian's body slowly turned into a ball of dark meteorites, and layers of meteorites around him were wrapped up again.

"Qi Tian, ​​go! In tens of thousands of years, you will be restored as before!" Feng Yun Wuji said silently in his heart. With a push, he pushed Yuan Qitian, who turned into a huge meteorite, into the void. In the blink of an eye, the meteorite transformed by Yuan Qitian disappeared into the void. After dozens of feet, he broke through a space channel and disappeared...

Outside the ancient times, the "space blockade" set up by the black wizard fluctuated for a while, and a small hole suddenly cracked on the seal, and the meteorite transformed by the monkey Qitian disappeared...

Tens of millions of light years away from ancient times, a mass of space was twisted in the vast void, although a huge meteorite emerged out of thin air, merged into a meteorite belt and disappeared...

It was not until a long time later that the meteorite transformed by Yuan Qitian fell into a plane and finally broke out again. However, at that time, he had lost all his memory...

After sending Yuan Qitian away with great ability, Feng Yun Wuji turned around and said, "Ying Donglai, I will leave it to you for the time being. I'll go and see the injuries of several supreme emperors!"

Before Ying Donglai could speak, Feng Yun Wuji turned around and said, as soon as the voice fell, his figure passed like the wind. When he passed by Ying Donglai, Feng Yun Wuji slapped Ying Donglai's shoulder with a palm. A powerful energy surged like a river and sea, and rushed into Ying Donglai's body. Where a ray of wind passed, Feng Yun Wuji had disappeared.

"He has surpassed the Supreme Realm! I'm afraid that the Supreme Xuanyuan was also surpassed by him!" Feeling the erect energy in his body, Ying Donglai thought silently, with a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth, but the smile quickly turned bitter: "I don't know if we can survive this battle between gods and demons this time!"

The survival of the ancient times is dependent on the four supreme masters, and now the three supreme masters of the White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Xuanwu are falling, and they don’t know life and death. The places where the three supreme masters fall are not far away. With Ying Donglai’s cultivation, his spiritual consciousness can be explored by just one exploration. But he did not dare. His heart was trembling, afraid, afraid to discover the unbearable "truth"!...

Standing on the earth, Ying Donglai held the chain in his hand tightly and looked at the distance silently. His heart was calm and calm. Calmness was only temporary. Although there were many millions of demons, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the vast number of dark expeditionary forces. More dark expedition forces were coming from all sides, and a new wave of offensives would come soon, and the war was far from over...

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Far away, Feng Yun Wuji saw the huge body of the holy beast covering several huge mountains, motionless, and golden blood flowed down from the peaks like a waterfall, soaking the rocks into a golden yellow. At that moment, his heart was as cold as ice. The closer he got to the place of the three supremes, the heavier his heart became, as if he was filled with lead, and even his breathing became heavier.

At the top of the mountain, Feng Yun Wuji's figure stumbled slightly, and then he stepped across this overwhelming mountain with great courage. After crossing the mountain, his eyes suddenly became clear. Behind the mountain, Feng Yun Wuji finally saw the three supreme masters.

"Boom!" The moment I saw the situation after seeing the mountain, Feng Yun Wuji was hit by thunder, and his mind was instantly blank. The long body shook violently.

Despite making the worst plan, Feng Yun Wuji still did not expect that this would happen when he saw Xuanwu Supreme again!

When Feng Yun Wuji saw the Supreme Xuanwu at the first sight, tears of Feng Yun Wuji could not help falling, and an unstoppable sadness surged throughout his body. At the bottom of the valley, the Supreme White Tiger held the Supreme Xuanwu, looked up at the sky, silently pressed against the stone wall, motionless. In his arms, the Supreme Xuanwu was still motionless and had already lost his life! Although his body was still intact, his soul had long been completely broken, disappeared, and completely died!

Feng Yun Wuji forgot how he crossed the peak and fell down, and when he walked to the Supreme White Tiger, lowered his head and knelt down. When he regained consciousness, the first sentence was: "I... are late!", which seemed to exhaust all the power in his body.

"Wuji, you are here!..." The White Tiger Supreme murmured leaning against the mountain. His flesh and blood were blooming, but he seemed to be unable to detect pain. He hugged the Xuanwu Supreme body, raised his head, and looked at the sky without moving. His voice was extremely calm, without sadness or pain.

This strange calm made Feng Yun Wuji feel a strong sense of uneasiness. He raised his head and saw two lines of shocking blood slid down the cheeks of the White Tiger Supreme. Only then did he notice that his eyes were blind!! He raised his head, not looking at him, he could no longer see it at this time.

"Supreme!" Feng Yun Wuji's heart trembled suddenly. He stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to touch his eyes, but he trembled and took it back halfway.

"No need to look, my eyes are blind." The White Tiger Supreme said calmly, his calmness contrasted with the shocking blood on the wide white robe. He shouldn't have been so calm, but at this moment he was so calm. Feng Yun Wuji raised his head and looked at the figure of the White Tiger Supreme sitting cross-legged under the mountain wall. The majestic and majestic figure in the past revealed a faint loneliness and the calmness of seeing through everything after the storm.

The white and slender palm slowly brushed past the cold corpse of Xuanwu Supreme. The White Tiger Supreme's face was thrown and fell without any awareness. The painful expression flashed away, and the White Tiger Supreme said, "Wuji, I can't move. Please help me straighten the Xuanwu Supreme body, and let him sit cross-sit beside me!"

The words of the White Tiger Supreme are very ordinary, but Feng Yun Wuji felt something unusual, but he didn't have time to think about what was strange. He didn't say anything, silently took the body of the Xuanwu Supreme from the White Tiger Supreme, then placed it next to the White Tiger Supreme, and helped him sort out the corners of his clothes, and passed a trace of true energy over, making his face a little rosy, and he seemed to be still alive.

"On the way back to the ancient times, we were attacked by the gods. Before the arrival of the 'Divine Punishment Thunder', the three of us were actually the weakest. Brother Xuanyuan had already died in battle, and his wife should not follow in his footsteps. I tried my best to send the 'Divine Punishment Thunder'. The moment I took action to bombard the 'Divine Punishment Thunder', I thought it would be me who died, but in the end Xuanwu took action and saved me!" When Feng Yun Wuji moved the body of the Supreme Xuanwu, the Supreme White Tiger spoke, and his face was still calm, but the blood flowed more quickly on the corners of his eyes on both sides. I also knew it was simply bleeding, or blood and tears mixed together.

"Among the four sage beasts, Qinglong attacks the strongest, Xuanwu's defense is the strongest. Xuanwu and I fought together for billions of years. I thought it was him who gave me, but I didn't expect it was me who gave me!"

A dark look flashed through Feng Yun Wuji's eyes. Although the White Tiger Supreme looked calm on the surface, his trembling lips clearly told him that under this strong appearance, his heart was actually extremely painful and sad! Suddenly, Feng Yun Wuji remembered something and was shocked: "Where is the Supreme Suzaku?!"

Until then, a low whimper came into Feng Yun Wuji's ears: "Mom!...Mom!...Don't die, don't leave me alone!"

Feng Yun Wuji's heart trembled violently, and in the direction of the sound, at the edge of a collapsed mountain opposite, Feng Yun Wuji saw the tears on his face and the blood-filled Suzu of Zhuque. Feng Yun Wuji arrived here at some point. She held Feng Fei's body with both hands, and her body trembled because of the choking. Zhuque Supreme did not speak, and her beautiful eyes were filled with gentleness, staring at her only daughter with attachment. Her hands were as blood-filled as blood, covered with blood, stroking Feng Fei's long hair over and over again, trying to comfort him in this way.

Not far from the mother and daughter, the body shrank a lot, the Vermilion Bird Holy Beast, which was lying in a pool of blood in a twisted posture. In its golden beak, blood was gushing. One of its wings twisted behind it, and the surroundings were covered with fiery red feathers. The gurgling blood formed a small river under the body of the Holy Beast, and then turned into thousands of waterfalls flowing through the rugged rocks and leaking from the top of the mountain. In the blood, the Vermilion Bird did not move at all. It had reached its dying moment. The only thing that could move was the transparent eyelids. It blinked slowly. The originally sharp eyes were silently looking at the mother and son not far away through the eyelids, and their eyes became increasingly dissipated...

"Huh!~"

The cold wind whistled through the sky, and a coldness surged across his body. Feng Yun Wuji slowly turned his head and his eyes became dazed. In this collapsed mountains, he saw the white tiger holy beast lying among the mountains, and also saw the corpse of the Xuanwu Holy Beast lying at the bottom of the valley. A little bit of light rose from the huge body of the Xuanwu Holy Beast and sank into the vast night, while Xuanwu's body slowly disappeared in this light. The boundless night spread in the sky. In the distance, waves of wind sounds from the dark expeditionary force breaking through the air came into his ears clearly. Further away, thunder with a breath of hundreds of millions of lives continued to pass through the "Ancient Plane"...

The heaven and earth were filled with a strong smell of blood. He seemed to hear the blood flowing out of the bodies of fallen tribesmen, and the sound of seeping into the earth. An indescribable sense of suffocation strangled his throat, and the powerful pressure made him almost unable to breathe...

Feng Yun Wuji stood in a daze between the world, motionless. In a corner of his heart, he collapsed at the moment when he saw the remains of the four saint beasts. All the sounds seemed to leave him in an instant, and he seemed to be alone in the world...

"The gods of light and dark have joined forces!" In the darkness, Feng Yun Wuji heard the White Tiger Supreme sigh with an extremely lonely sigh: "The era of the Four Sacred Beasts has passed, Wuji, the ancient times, it is over!"

"The ancient times are over..., the ancient times are over..., the ancient times are over..." When the voice with a faint sigh came into my mind, Feng Yun Wuji's mind suddenly exploded, and only one voice was left echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness, and finally changed into millions of loud and bright sounds shouting at the same time. The thick earth under my feet and the endless sky also rotated in the bright sound, getting faster and faster...

"Boom!" A flash of lightning passed over the mountain, and the sky and the earth suddenly became white. In the flash of lightning, a pale face shook by in the night.

"Bang!" Feng Yun Wuji's body shook for a moment, his knees softened, and he knelt in front of the Supreme White Tiger. His hands were supported on the ground, and his five fingers penetrated deeply into the ground. His forehead secreted dense beads of sweat, and his firm face was pale at this moment.

The Gods of Light and Darkness join forces, the ancient times are over...

A simple sentence was spit out from the mouth of the White Tiger Supreme, completely destroying the "world" that Feng Yun Wuji dismantled and protected in his heart. At that moment, he was like a croaker falling into the vast ocean, floating in the sea with the ups and downs, and was in a daze.

"Dagu, is it over?" He was a shallow moan, as if he was asking himself, and he wanted to make the final struggle. In fact, when he stepped into this place, he had already understood that he had never wanted to admit that the ancient times could exist because the light and dark gods had never joined forces. They would always fight for faith because the ancient times had the "Four Symbol Array" that could isolate the divine power of the gods.

But the holy beast was dying, the supreme was separated, the four-syllable formation was broken, and all dreams were shattered. From the moment I stepped into this holy land, Feng Yun Wuji's ideal for it collapsed in the face of cruel facts.

The wind is scattered, the white hair is flying, the wind and clouds are kneeling on the ground, their backs are sad and lonely, like a wounded wolf...

"Oh!" The White Tiger Supreme sighed deeply in his heart. He stretched out his bloody palm and slowly patted Feng Yun Wuji's shoulders. His head was still looking at the sky, and said in great desolation: "Wuji, our era is over... Whether we admit it or not, it is a fact... A long time ago, when Xuanyuan fell, we had a humbly dream. As long as the ancient times could always gather the four supremes and build the "Four Symbol Array", the ancient times could exist forever, but in fact, this dream was just a illusion of deceiving oneself."

The White Tiger Supreme murmured: "With this dream in my arms, we deceived ourselves for billions of years, and also caused the entire ancient tribe members to be deceived by them for billions of years... Xuanwu died. At the moment of his death, I suddenly woke up. Just next to his body, I thought about it for a long time..."

"The fate of the ancient times was actually destined from the moment the Qinglong Holy Beast died in the East China Sea. Perhaps more accurately, from the moment Xuanyuan fell, the fate of the ancient times was already determined." The White Tiger Supreme danced in the wind with his scattered hair. At this moment, he suddenly seemed much older, and fine wrinkles appeared on his forehead: "The supreme is not the gods, but the only ones who can fight against the gods are the gods! In the first battle between gods and demons, although we used the power of the holy beast to kill two main gods, those powers are not our own...,"

"...The only one who can fight against the gods is the main god!..." The White Tiger Supreme sighed and murmured again: "Of the four tribes, only we human race do not have the main god. If humans want to survive in the cracks of the gods, they will only have a god of their own. Apart from that, there is no other way!"

Shaking his head, the White Tiger Supreme smiled self-deprecatingly, and on his pale and transparent face, two blood stains were shocking: "This is a simple truth, but it's ridiculous that I can't understand, but I still came up with a 'blood killing policy'!"

"Wuji, do you still remember what I said to you?" The White Tiger Supreme took back the hand placed on Feng Yun Wuji's shoulder, and looked down at Feng Yun Wuji who was kneeling on the ground. Feng Yun Wuji was silent, without answering, but he could hear the voice of the White Tiger Supreme in his ear:

"Remember, if the ancient times perish and the four of us die, you must leave the ancient times alive and live well!" The voice of the White Tiger Supreme became louder and louder, and the last solemn, with an orderly tone.

Feng Yun Wuji shook his shoulders for a moment, and finally woke up. He stared at the White Tiger Supreme in a daze, his lips moved. He was about to say something, but he was stopped by the White Tiger Supreme.

"Wuji, don't talk first. Listen to me first. You want you to remember every word I say firmly and remember it with your soul!" The White Tiger Supreme changed his previous calmness, stared at Feng Yun Wuji's blind eyes, and his face showed an unprecedented solemn expression.

"What?" Feng Yun Wuji raised his head and asked.

"Wuji, listen to me. There is a secret hidden in the ancient times: Xuanyuan Hill goes north, under the North Sea, there is a violent energy vortex. Under the energy vortex, there is a hidden space channel. That space leads to the void that is billions of kilometers away from the ancient times - that is the last retreat for our tribe!"

"A long time ago, in the middle of the first battle of gods and demons, I saw the unrivaled strength of the gods. Xuanyuan and I were still very young at that time. At that time, we had already considered that the battle of gods and demons could be destroyed. In the battle of race, blocking the plane space is a necessary tactic. We considered leaving a way out for the tribe members at that time. So with the power of the four sacred beasts, a space channel was secretly opened under the North Sea. This space channel has not been used since it was opened, and it was protected with holy power, enough to isolate the gods' peeping. You have three incense sticks to withdraw all tribe members from the ancient times. After the three incense sticks, the channel will automatically annihilate!"

"The ancient times are over, but the disaster of mankind has just begun. Without the ancient times to support it, demons, blood demons, and angels will fully enter all planes. When the ancient times still exist, the gods still had their concerns. Although they occupied some planes, they dare not go too far. But after the ancient times are destroyed, the demons will no longer have any concerns. The dark age of mankind is coming soon, Wuji, our era has ended, and in the future, we can only rely on you! - Leave!"

A long sigh echoed in the valley, and the White Tiger Supreme was still moving against the stone wall. In front of the White Tiger Supreme, Fengyun Wuji had long hair scattered, and his hands were supported on the ground, motionless. The deadly silence spread between the two like invisible smoke yarn.

"The four sage beasts fell, the ancient times... it's over!" Feng Yun Wuji said to a voice in his heart. The White Tiger Supreme said right. Retreat is the best choice, but why does his body move? What makes him firmly rooted on the earth and don't want to move?

"Have you lost?" Feng Yun Wuji raised his head and looked silently at the vast sky above his head. Under the dark clouds, there was the sound of a cold wind blowing, and the air was filled with a sad atmosphere.

"It's over in the ancient times!" said the voice in his heart. A strange emotion spread in his chest. What is that? Is it unwilling to accept it? Feng Yun Wuji looked at the sky blankly, and the sound of "dripping" liquid falling from the darkness came. Subconsciously, he reached out and wiped it, and found that he was already in tears.

"Supreme, have we really lost?" Feng Yun Wuji heard himself say in the sound of the wind, and the sound seemed to belong to him.

The White Tiger Supreme didn't say anything, a look of pain flashed across his face, silently leaning on the cold stone wall, motionless.

"But, if we leave... what should they do? What should those sacrificed tribe members do?" Feng Yun Wuji heard himself say softly, and he slowly stood up, his eyes swept across the wind, across the mountains, across the plains, and slowly swept across the entire broken ancient land. This is the ancient, his hometown, where countless people fight and defend for their lives, but now, they are leaving here forever?

Feng Yun Wuji thought of the saint again, Ying Huo, Ying Huo, Ximen Yibei, Dugu Wushang, ancient witch, Dongfang Potian..., faces floated past his eyes, as fast as a flash of light, these faces were familiar and unfamiliar.

He remembered the underground water prison in the Demon Realm, the dead bones floating in the water prison, and the oath he left...

In the first battle between gods and demons, countless ancient strong men died in the void of foreign lands, and countless ancient human races fell on this land. Are they all dead in vain?...

The ancient "Blood Slaying Policy" sacrificed thousands of tribe members. Did they die in vain?...

In the Demon Realm, millions of tribesmen stepped into it, turned into demons, sacrificing their lives and consuming the power of the Demon Realm. Have they all died in vain?...

...

Once upon a time, his biggest goal was to become the supreme and lead the human race out of this humiliating dilemma. Now, the dream of becoming the supreme has been achieved, but is he going to leave in such a hurry?...

‘Huh!~’

The wind was roaring, getting louder and louder. Outside the mountain, the shouts of the dark expeditionary army came. The sound shook the sky and the earth, but in an instant it became so far away. A voice came from the heart, becoming louder and louder, and even overwhelmed all the sounds from the outside world.

"I'm not willing, I'm not willing, I'm not willing!..." Feng Yun Wuji's fingers were clenched tightly, and a "crackling" sound came from his fist. The strong unwilling emotion burned in his chest like a fire burning. Feng Yun Wuji felt that his chest was almost bursting.

"I'm not willing!" In the dark night, a man in white raised his head and let out a hoarse roar, and the sound of his raising sound was like an arrow, thrusting straight into the sky...

"Boom!" The sound was like thunder. The moment the cavity broke out, the sky was lightning and thundering, and countless lightnings enveloped the entire sky like a stream. A fine grid flowed from the dark clouds above the man's head.

"Pi Li!"
To be continued...