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[Fifty-four, the finale] Die together

Jiang Chengjia forced Fu Yang to pull out the sea of ​​secluded, returned to the shore of Wuwang Lake, and patiently told him everything he found: "At that time, after you were sent by the Emperor of Heaven, the divine nature was trapped in this Chaos Divine Realm. I found you... For more than a thousand years you were trapped here, the Emperor of Heaven's magic power continued to improve, and even gained the power of the ancient father god.

You know Chan Yao, and his power is not enough to make the Father God recognize the power of the prehistoric world. He must have done something with your divine nature... Ruoying quietly turned into the cycle of reincarnation and turned into a mortal princess Feiyu, disturbing Aluo's mind several times. The attention she paid to sacrifice to the end of the sea was most likely to be what she told me... Although this woman hated Aluo, she would not have gone through all her efforts to fall into the world and do such complicated things. We must have planned what the two of them must have.

Maybe, maybe this is closely related to the rescue of Aluo. We, we still have hope."

Fu Yang's eyes were scarlet, and he stopped crying slowly. He turned to look at him, remembering an old thing three thousand years ago. When Chang Yao was still Yunlong, who had a low level of cultivation, he promoted the forbidden technique to practice divine power. In just a hundred years, he helped his skills increase greatly and became the leader of the dragon clan. However, after becoming the Emperor of Heaven, Chang Yao frequently appeared to be entangled by evil spirits, and was discussed by the gods of the six realms. There was a storm in the destruction of the Lord. However, in the end, the matter was inexplicably lost.

When Fu Yang recalled this incident, he suddenly felt that the incident that year must have been related to the careful planning of the chaos in the disaster.

"I understand, I understand. You are right, Aluo is not dead... This Chaos Divine Realm is the easiest to trap evil spirits. Before Aluo's sacrifice, Chan Yao suppressed the evil spirits transformed in his body with my divine nature. The reason why he wanted Aluo to sacrifice was to use the purifying power born to Nuwa descendants to completely eliminate evil spirits."

Jiang Chengyi also remembered this incident after hearing this: "Yes, your guess is very likely to be correct."

Fu Yang immediately stood up from the shore of Wuwang Lake and prepared to settle the score with Chanyao.

Just as the two of them wanted to cast their spells and leave here, a green luster appeared in the sky, and then a figure transformed from fireflies appeared in front of them.

"The God of Baihe."

The figure made a sound of vicissitudes and desolation, echoing repeatedly in the entire Wuwang Lake, ethereal and lonely.

Fu Yang and Jiang Chengyi looked up at the shape of the figure, full of surprise.

"I am transformed by the destiny of heaven, and I am determined to be the common people. I am here today to give you some advice." Soon, the ethereal sound sounded again, causing people to return to the emptiness and become muddy, and their consciousness drifted away.

"Are you... the old man of destiny?" Fu Yang said this tremblingly, and hope gradually ignited in his eyes that had lost their spirit.

The figure in the sky did not respond, but went straight to the topic: "The Emperor of Heaven was disappointed that Yao was rebellious and frenzied, and was good at practicing forbidden art to nourish evil spirits. He violated the great evil spirits in the six realms. He used the Tianyuan mantra to seek the power of the Father God in the vast world, and his crimes were extremely evil. I followed the order of the heavenly order to collect his lifelong magic, eliminate his evil spirits, destroy his foundation, and punish him in the Father God.

However, the Jiang family of the Nuwa clan, Mengluo, was in love with the common people, took the chestnut from the fire, and helped the Emperor Star return to the throne and made great contributions. Later, he sacrificed his love and was willing to purify the evil spirits of the Emperor of Heaven with himself. The destiny of heaven could not bear it, so he ordered me to hand over this mission to you. If you can fight against the Emperor of Heaven, destroy his foundation, and help me collect his divine power, Tiandu will naturally condense his soul and remain in the world for Mengluo Jiang's destiny."

Fu Yang immediately knelt down and performed a great worship ceremony, and cried with joy, "Fu Yang thanks God for help!! I will never let down my expectations, kill the foundation of Chanyao, and destroy the evil spirits of heaven!!"

The moment he made such a promise, the figure in the sky turned into a firefly green and penetrated into Fu Yang's eyebrows, and then dissipated with the wind.

"To fight against Chen Yao, you need to swallow the root of his sins with the source of his sins, so that you can take advantage of it. Baihe Xingjun, please be sure to hit it with one blow." The last sentence left by Tianming completely disappeared, Wuwang Lake returned to its calm again, and the mountains, rivers, clouds and seas were silent.

Jiang Chengyi stared at Fu Yang with a serious expression, frowned, and asked with a tense heart: "What does the old man Tianming mean when he said, 'Devour the root with the source of his sin'?"

"Evil Spirit." Fu Yang endured the power transmitted to him by destiny, clenched his fists, endured the divine power slid across his limbs and bones, injected into the meridians to make it swell, and gritted his teeth and said these two words.

Jiang Chengyi immediately understood what he meant: "You mean... the old man of Heaven wants you to use the evil spirits derived from the Heavenly Emperor's practice of the forbidden technique to fight against the Heavenly Emperor?"

Fu Yang tried his best to breathe, calming down the rolling force in his body, and whispered: "Yes."

Jiang Chengyi suddenly realized that just as he was about to go to the Ninth Heaven with Fu Yang, the man beside him had already used the teleportation method and suddenly disappeared from the green shore of Wuwang Lake, even making him unable to react.

Fu Yang went straight to Lingxiao Palace, his face pale and blue, so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away. The angular face was full of fatigue, which was incompatible with the coldness and chill in his eyes. He was wearing a purple brocade robe, and the breeze blew gently when it passed, and his body was slender and upright.

On the main hall, if you are snuggling in the arms of the Emperor of Heaven, sitting in the dragon couch on the jade steps, you are extremely lazy.

A man and a woman turned their heads and looked at Fu Yang, who was surprised to see him standing here. They did not expect that they would still be able to see Bai He Xingjun who recovered his divine body and magic power in the palace today.

"Fu Yang? Have you recovered from your body? It seems... Meng Luo still made sacrifices for you." Chang Yao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed mockingly, "You couple are really abusive and deep love. I was very moved by it..."

Fu Yang stared at the person sitting on the dragon couch, raised his sleeves without saying a word, put his hands together, and tried all his fairy energy and magic power. According to the fate of heaven, he attracted the evil spirits that the Emperor of Heaven forced out of his body.

The evil spirit appeared in the world, and Chen Yao was shocked. He jumped up from the couch, stood on the ninth-stage jade platform, pointed at the people under the hall and shouted, "You, you...how can you?"

Fu Yang sneered, "You are surprised? Why can I summon your evil spirit? Why has this destructive energy not been destroyed yet? You have tried your best to plan... to guide the dream Luo into the sea of ​​secluded and sacrificed in the Chaos Divine Realm, but in the end I still control the Life Gate... I must have thought it was difficult to understand, right?"

Chang Yao stared at the ball of black smoke in his hand and kept muttering to himself: "No, no... impossible. I have spent thousands of years and your divine nature suppressed me. The evil spirit has been trapped in the Chaos God's realm and cannot break free. If Jiang Mengluo sacrifices for you, he will definitely be able to eliminate this group of evil energy with his own purification power. How can you summon it?"

"Chengyao, for your own selfish desires, you set up a plan to attract Mengluo to eliminate disasters, so that her body had a bad curse of disasters, leaving only seven days to live. She deliberately sent someone to tell me that burning the Fanhua Valley can get the solution to the evil curse of disasters, and tempting me to make a big mistake. Then use the Tianyuan Mantra to imprison my divine character, used to suppress evil spirits, and continue to diligently improve your divine power.

You think that with my Suzaku divine nature, suppressing evil spirits for a thousand years can weaken its evil spirits. When the best time comes, you can deceive Mengluo and sacrifice it, and you can eliminate all your evils and worry about everything from now on.

But you were wrong. You are not the master of this world. Even if you are the Emperor of Heaven, you cannot do anything wrong. All the evil deeds you have done are seen by heaven. It will never allow evil villains like you to continue to harm the six realms. This evil spirit has been suppressed by my divine character for more than a thousand years and forty-hundred years, and has been closely related to me. If the power given to me by heaven is injected into me, I can naturally summon it to come."

Fu Yang explained clearly to Chang Yao word by word. The moment he finished speaking, he made an instant move, like lightning, and a firefly green light waved out of his hand, surrounding the black air and attacked Chang Yao.

When he was talking, Chan Yao saw the evil spirit constantly emitting evil spirits pounce on him. Before he could react, he saw a ray of emerald shadow blocking in front of him.

Ruoying flew out and endured all the evil spirits of the evil spirit for Chang Yao.

"No!!!!" Chan Yao screamed, rushed over, hugged Ruoying who slowly fell from the air, and asked in disbelief, "Why? Why?"

He trembled his body and kept murmuring, "You, you are not... You have never been willing to make changes for me? Why should I save me at this time?"

Ruoying stretched out his hand, intending to grab the collar of Chan Yao, but eventually lost the strength to slide down: "Your Majesty. I have never regretted marrying you. If you hadn't been your rescue that day, I had already died in the hands of Mengluo, Nanyundu, Jiang Mengluo... Even though I have been obsessed with a thousand years, I still have Baihe Xingjun. But I... I am grateful for your kindness and would like to die for you."

"I don't want to repay the kindness like this! Ruoying! I want you to be alive and beside me..." Chang Yao shook his head desperately, hugging the girl in his arms tighter and tighter.

Ruoying swallowed, turned her head to look at Fu Yang who was almost crazy, trying to grab his floating robe, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, saying weakly: "Ruoying requests Bai He Xingjun... to leave the life of Emperor Tian..."

Fu Yang took a step back, looked down at her coldly, and said in disgust: "What are you? You dare to come and ask me? Today, I will die."

Ruoying struggled for a moment, raised her eyes and was heartbroken, closed her eyes in pain, her body twitched twice, and she completely lost her breath.

Chang Yao watched her stop breathing and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "No! No!!"

In addition to his anger, Fu Yang took the opportunity to cast spells again and forcibly sealed the evil spirit into his body. Chan Yao, who was invading the body of evil spirits, was gradually swallowed up his reason, put down Ruoying, who had no rebirth in his arms, and ran forward to fight Fu Yang.

In an instant, the Lingxiao Palace emitted a dazzling colorful light, wrapped around the black air and rushed towards the Heavenly Palace, destroying half of the Immortal Palace. It took three incense sticks to slowly calm down.

However, after the black air and colorful dazzling light gradually dissipated, there was no one on the temple, leaving only a mess. The gods and immortals went to investigate the situation, but no matter how they searched, they could not find the reason why the black evil aura suddenly attacked the Heavenly Palace.

There are constant speculations and rumors in the six realms, but there is never an accurate conclusion.

Emperor Tian Yan Yao and Concubine Ruoying lost their whereabouts and disappeared in Lingxiao Palace. The Destiny Stone shone brightly, as if it was telling something to the six realms, gradually swallowing up all the clouds in the ninth level of the sky and slowly regaining peace.

Time flies in a flash, and the world is as chaotic as smoke.

Ten years later on earth.

The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is continuous, and the picturesque scenery of the water town melts into the rain. Water patterns ripples appear in the clear waves. One black-topped boat after another is floating on the river.

The willow bank is dyed with red and green, and the light poplar catkins are flying everywhere.

A red dress stands upright on the shore, with a light color gentle inlaid between the eyebrows and eyes. The eyes of autumn water are bright and pitch black, with stars.

At this time, a cheerful autumn wind blew from the sky, bringing a colorful auspicious cloud. Above the sky, a young man in purple clothes and white hair stood, looking at the scorching color beside the water bank with a smile on his face. His eyes were gentle like water, and his voice was like a green wave: "A Luo."

This distant call has traveled through the old days, gone through thousands of hardships, turned into deep affection and love, and has depended on this Jiangnan scene from now on and will never be separated.

The snow-covered white hair gently brushes the piano with its silk, and the red dress dances with its shadow and smiles. The prosperity of the three thousand worlds is over, and I only want to make hair and frost and silver.
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