Perhaps when the teacher wakes up, he will feel very sorry to find that there is no one familiar to him in the world.
A tear fell from the corner of Meng Jiuyin's eye, and her figure disappeared in the long river of time, leaving only a lonely little wooden sign falling to the ground.
Xie Yin just glanced at the card and lost interest.
That kind of material is very common in the divine world and has no special function. Its only characteristic is that it is hard enough.
An Lingyu was hit in the chest by Dihuang's punch, and before he died, he also looked back in the direction of Sanyuan Village.
She seemed to see a group of little kids happily attending class in kindergarten, laughing and playing together.
That kindergarten held the happiest half of their lives. After leaving there, their world was filled with only training and killing.
“Master…”
An Lingyu sighed silently, and his body turned into points of spiritual light and dissipated.
With the death of Lan Yaoji, Jing Yuan fell into complete madness, burning everything he had to fight desperately.
Although this allowed his cultivation to reach the brink of breaking through to become a god, he was still no match for a god.
If you don’t become a god, you will always be an ant.
The five men of Dihuang only fought for half a day and killed everyone.
Dihuang glanced at Xuelian and the others, then took Xieyin and the others to Sanyuan Village.
The immortal in Sanyuan Village looked mournful, his eyes filled with despair.
The nine figures in the picture gave them great psychological pressure, and just by looking at them, an lingering sense of fear arose.
"Why is this happening?"
"Is there really no hope?"
"The Immortal Realm is really going to cease to exist..."
“There’s no hope…”
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