When the two supreme emperors were talking, they were surprised to hear two roars of dragons.

Zhao Yun transformed into a golden dragon. His dragon body was as majestic as a mountain, with dragon scales shining with golden light and his eyes were blurred.

Ye Chen is the same. He transforms into a dragon shape and is also a golden dragon.

It is not the dragon clan. The so-called dragon shape is an external appearance of Tao. Each of them transforms, people attack and Tao is fighting.

The two golden dragons circle, and every time they collide, the galaxy will be broken.

It is really like a young supreme, who fights from the other side of the galaxy to the desolation of the universe, from the desolation of the universe, and fights to the end of the doomsday.

Stars, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, were covered in blood, and were chaotic and silent.

The two supreme masters underestimated these two juniors, and they were persevering and fought for more than 500 rounds, but they still had no choice but to win or lose.

Not only did the winner not decide, but the more the battle was more fierce.

All potentials are stimulated, and both of them have mysterious powers in their bodies. One is transforming and the other is Nirvana.

During the war, the sublimation of the mood surprised the Supreme.

It was not until the 900th round that the two fell in no particular order. Ye Chen was bleeding and Zhao Yun was covered in blood.

"My hometown is waiting for me." Ye Chen and Zhao Yun were both afraid, and their eyes were covered with tears.

The road home was so difficult. The other person in their eyes seemed like an undefeated god of war, standing tall in the stars.

If you want to go home, you need to defeat the other party, and there is no other way.

With the strength of the battle, there was no winning or losing since the beginning of this battle, only life and death, because only by fighting until death can one bear the burden.

"Fight." The two of them roared and held the blood-stained killing sword.

One staggered, carefully towards the east, the other staggered, from east to west, dragging his blood body, one blood mark at a step.

The two monsters are at the end of their power. Their qi and blood are dry, their magic power is exhausted, and even the fairy light that protects their bodies... is gone.

The war has no more shocking fluctuations, but it is primitive and bloody.

Zhao Yun slashed Ye Chen with a sword, and Ye Chen slashed back with one sword.

No one defends or avoids it. All there is is to attack and attack again, wielding the killing sword frantically, without any fatigue.

In the end, both of them fell down and fell into the starry sky. The last ray of dim fairy light they carried was dissipated.

The battle between the two monsters, as they had expected before, was really dead together, no one won or no one lost.

"Hometown, goodbye forever." Zhao Yun smiled, very tired, his eyes filled with tears of vicissitudes, as if he could see the beautiful mountains and rivers across the universe, which was his hometown.

"Da Chu, goodbye forever." Ye Chen also cried as he died of life and death, blood and tears blurred his gaze.

The two pairs of eyes that were always closed unwillingly closed, tremblingly, with only two lines of blood and tears passing through the vicissitudes of life.

"It's OK." Emperor Huang and Emperor Ming smiled.

But I saw the Emperor of the Underworld gently brushing his sleeves, and a gust of wind gently passed by.

Ye Chen and Zhao Yun felt their bodies tremble and their eyes opened.

But the picture in front of me was not the vast starry sky, but the small bamboo forest of Jieming Mountain. They stood in opposition.

The two looked at each other for three or five seconds, and they all looked dazed. Aren’t they fighting? Are they dead? What’s going on?

"Awaken?" The laughter sounded, and the two subconsciously turned their heads.

Not far away, Di Huang and Emperor Dark were sitting opposite each other and drinking tea. The two supreme masters were leisurely, just like nothing happened.

"War of thought." Di Huang smiled, "No victory or defeat."

"This battle is designed to allow you and the two of you to temper each other, and in the battle of life and death, you can realize your potential very closely."

"It has not disappointed us. Once transformation, it will be nirvana."

"This...this means!" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun suddenly pulled the corners of their mouths, their expressions were a bit wonderful, and they were very playful!

I thought war, I would have said it earlier! I would have said it earlier that we would not fight so fiercely. I was so serious that I almost scared me.

It is also a loss that is a battle of thought, and a loss that is a test. If it is a real battle, the two of them will probably be exhausted at this moment.

"Then we can all leave?" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun looked at the two of them tentatively, with more hope in their eyes.

"Everyone can leave." Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang smiled gently.

After this episode, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun's tense bodies instantly relaxed, and the many efforts were not in vain.

While they were surprised, the two of them did not forget to bow to the Supreme.

In the battle of thoughts, potential has indeed been discovered. There is transformation and nirvana, which is an opportunity and a great fortune.

The two of them did not forget to smile at each other, and they did not hold back in the battle to return to their hometown, and they really fought desperately.

After thinking about it, I shook my head and smiled again. The peak battle has come, and we will die together, and no one can beat anyone.

"Zhao Yun, but there is still a last wish." The Emperor of Underworld looked at Zhao Yun, "I will never come to this universe again after leaving this time."

"I am a passerby here." Zhao Yun smiled.

"So, let's go!" Emperor Darkness wiped his palm towards the Void.

Suddenly, a pitch-black vortex appeared and rotated rapidly. This scene was a bit like the vortex in reincarnation.

The power inside is mysterious and terrifying, and it makes people afraid.

Through the whirlpool, Ye Chen seemed to smell a strange aura, which came from another universe, Zhao Yun's hometown.

"Then...what is that?" Perhaps the vortex was too large, which made the people of the underworld look up, and the sounds of surprise came one after another.

"A demon has come again?" Someone pondered.

"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom." Many people picked up the guy, "I didn't have a lot of fun last time, I'll make up this time."

Zhao Yun looked at the Void Whirlpool and looked at Ye Chen again, "I hope you and I will see you again, so I am the supreme identity."

"Sure." Ye Chen raised his hand and punched Zhao Yun.

"There will be a date later." Zhao Yun smiled, took a deep breath, soared upwards, and walked towards the whirlpool, making him feel free and easy.

"There will be a date later." Ye Chen waved his hand and watched Zhao Yun.

"Zhao Yun." A moment before Zhao Yun stepped into the vortex, a hissing sound came from one side, from far to near.

It was Qin Mengyao, a call that was heart-wrenching.

"Are you leaving now? No farewell." She burst into tears, and she cried into tears, with a sad expression and a choked speech.

She knew that Zhao Yun was always a passerby in the underworld, but the woman's heart was still blooming for him.

It is really strange that love in the world. I fell in love with someone I shouldn’t love. Even though I knew it would be fruitless, I was still like a moth flying into a fire.

Zhao Yun smiled and stood quietly without saying a word.

After coming to the underworld for nearly a year, this carefree girl has helped him too much, and he understands her feelings.

However, he is always a passerby and always leaves.

Therefore, since the beginning, he refused this relationship. There was no result. Why leave only regrets for a woman?

"Will you remember me in a thousand years?" Qin Mengyao looked up at Xu Tian, ​​and she had tears in her smile, which was really heartbreaking.

"Yes." Zhao Yun turned around silently, waved his hand to Qin Mengyao, and stepped into the vortex in one step and disappeared.

Behind him, Qin Mengyao squatted on the ground and covered her cheeks, crying bitterly, and tears flowed out between her fingers.

Zhao Yun left, the person she loved the most...he left.

A year is like a dream, a flash in the pan, carved with beautiful memories, but also left with a rippling love.
Chapter completed!