Respect

Looking at the ancient Qingfeng that is flying everything, Wuyue Niangniang's expression is extremely complicated, and the inner hope gradually disappears as the ancient Qingfeng releases everything.

She just stared.

I can only look at it this way.

She could do nothing but look.

Stop the ancient breeze from flying everything?

She doesn't have the ability, nor the ability.

No one in this ancient and modern place can stop the ancient breeze from flying.

The inner hope is disappearing bit by bit, and in exchange is despair, deep despair.

however.

Despair is not just Wuyue Niangniang.

At the same time, there are big monks on the lone peak, as well as old beggars and black water maidens on the Black Water Mountain. They also put hope on the ancient Qingfeng.

The release of the ancient breeze meant that their hope was also released.

When realizing that the Gu Qingfeng was flying everything, the black water maiden's heart could no longer be calm, and her expression was no longer as bland as before, but a kind of panic, a loss, a loss, There is also a kind of despair.

Like Wuyue Niangang, in the face of the ancient breeze releasing everything, she also has no ability to stop, she can only look at it like this, hope disappeared, deeply desperate.

at the same time.

In a mysterious lotus pavilion in the void.

Cang Yan, the Lord of Langya, held his arms and looked at the ancient Qingfeng who was flying off his own. With a beautiful face, his expression was complex.

She has not planted causal seeds on Gu Qingfeng, but Gu Qingfeng carries the hope of the Demon Blood River, so in a sense it also carries her hope.

Now that the ancient Qingfeng releases himself, it is equivalent to letting the Demon Blood River pour all desperate hope, and Cangyan's heart is naturally uncomfortable.

"Ha ha."

Cang Yan shook her head, smiled, laughed with self-deprecation, smiled with helplessness, and laughed with sorrow.

Turn around and stop watching.

He poured a glass of wine for himself with a jug, and said quietly, "He said ... whether it should happen or not, he didn't know that it should happen ...."

"I thought he would do what he didn't want to do against his will, so as to avoid the influence of causal seeds. I didn't expect that ... he would even let himself go completely ..."

"This is really unexpected ..."

"he knows……"

"He always knew that you all wanted to drive him into this lost path."

"Even though, he knows that even if you don't force him, he's left lost."

"Although he knows that getting lost is the only way out and the only way out."

"But he didn't go that way!"

"why?"

Cangyan held the fine wine and drank his head, and said, "If you don't force him, he might get lost."

"If this path is not the only way that fate has left him, he may also embark on this path."

"It's a pity ... it's a pity."

"He let himself go, he let everything go, I think ... He just wanted to let you, let everything exist, let this avenue, this original sin, this world, this destiny understand the truth."

Pouring wine.

It's another drink.

He continued: "His destiny is his master!"

After all, Cang Yan looked at the next ancient namelessness.

There are no ancient people like girls.

Nothingness, like clouds and mists, is looming, as if it did not exist, and changes as the void changes.

She just stood and looked at it.

No expression, nothing from beginning to end.

"Don't you stop it?"

Cang Yan asked.

She knew that Gu Qingfeng not only carried the hope of the Demon Emperor's Blood River, but also the hope of the ancient namelessness.

The release of everything by the ancient breeze also meant the release of the ancient nameless hope.

In this regard, Cangyan is pretty sure.

The ancient unknown shook his head slightly, and responded softly, "I can't stop it."

If the ancient name is unknown and cannot be stopped, then no one can stop the ancient breeze from flying away.

"Will he really release himself?"

The ancient name replied: "I don't know."

"Will there be a miracle?"

"I do not know."

Cang Yan was not surprised by the inexplicable question and ignorance.

If you do n’t know the name, you really do n’t know.

If the ancient unknown, she would not choose to gamble on Gu Qingfeng.

Because I don't know, I have to bet.

"Ugh!"

Cangyan sighed and said quietly, "Now I can only hope that a miracle will happen ..."

Smoky!

There was billowing black smoke everywhere.

The horrible original sin spirit contained in the black smoke shrouds everyone's heart in the space of the palace, suppressing their physical bodies, shocking their souls, no one dares to move, no one dares to speak.

No one knows exactly what this black smoke is.

I only know that the smoky sky is endlessly changing.

Suddenly.

Everyone felt the same, and there was a terrible existence hidden in the dark smoke.

Do not!

Not one, but three terrible beings.

These three terrible existences are hidden in black smoke, like a three-headed dragon, roaring over the river, as if they are indistinguishable from black smoke, black smoke is three terrible beings, and three terrible beings are black smoke and black smoke. The three terrible beings dominate, and the three terrible beings also dominate the black smoke.

Immediately after, weird noises came from somewhere.

The sound was like a howl, how evil it was.

Demon roar is a ferocious demon roar, and howling is a violent demon howl!

At the same time, the smoky sky is changing wildly.

Turned into a sky-high ghost, turned into a sky-high demon.

Li Gui's roar with open teeth and claws, the roar of the demon fierce.

Turned into heaven and earth immortal Buddha.

However, the immortal is not a bright immortal, nor is the Buddha a sacred Buddha, but a bloodthirsty immortal and a cruel Buddha.

The ancestors on the field are all well-informed people, but at a glance, it was recognized that this was the image of hell.

I don't know when.

The sound of Demon Roar disappeared, followed by another weird sound.

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The smoky sky was changing wildly again, burning like a blazing flame.

There are also monsters and ghosts in the sea of ​​fire, but these monsters and ghosts no longer growl or scream anymore, but are crying, crying and tearing their hearts!

There are also immortal Buddhas in the sea of ​​fire. These immortal Buddhas are not just bloodthirsty immortals. The cruel Buddha is more like an immortal Buddha who has fallen into the sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, there are all the birds and beasts in the sky. There are dragons, phoenixes, and lions and tigers. Everything is just like those monsters and monsters. They all fall into the sea of ​​fire, struggling, crying, and mourning.

If the change in the smoky sky just now is the image of hell, then the change in the smoky sky at this moment is the sign of purgatory.

Only Hell will send the extremely evil howling shout!

Only the purgatory will send the suffering crying Buddha!