Every passing hour, Luo Yunxiao will ask gently“ Jun Muyan, are you still alive? If you're alive, why don't you call me“ Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Chu Mo, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng, LAN Luoyu... How are you coming back Again and again, again and again. Until the voice is hoarse and the blood is cold. Until the sound of the ghost clock became more and more urgent, the thunder began to gather on his head again. Luo Yunxiao finally realized. No one responded to him. No one will call him little martial uncle again. No one will protect him regardless of whether he is a man or a devil, strong or weak. There is no more Xiaoyao gate in the world. And the last light in his heart, the last piece of pure land, finally disappeared at this moment. Luo Yunxiao closed his eyes. A little cold slipped from the corner of his eye. The moonlight shines on this crystal, just like the last dawn between heaven and earth. From then on, there will be endless darkness. From then on, there will be no warmth and laughter. How about three thousand worlds? What about all living beings? If xiaoyaomen can't survive in the world, what qualifications do you have to survive? Luo Yunxiao's figure disappeared in place. And at this moment, on the other side of the small world. He thought that the soul of Mu Yan, who had been split by God thunder, was experiencing the pain of bone and flesh crushing and reorganization=== Time back to four hours ago, Xiuxian continent. The war among the polar regions, the demons and the netherworld was originally on the verge of breaking out, but it ended in an inexplicable way. He retreated in the netherworld, after the emperor mingjue left. Chang determined that the demons no longer had the will to fight with the polar region, and quickly ordered the withdrawal. During this period of time, all the high-level people in the polar region stayed up all night guarding the mirror of heaven and earth and the soul lamp of breaking the army. Time goes by. Sometimes the soul lamp of the broken army is shining, sometimes it is dim, and almost goes out. The cold night and others who had signed a master servant contract with dimingjue felt the palpitations again and again. That's what happens when Emperor mingjue meets the crisis of life and death. Chang Lao's heart went up to his throat again and again. Every minute, every second is suffering. Just when they couldn't help but rush to the martial arts mainland, the quiet heaven and earth mirror finally lit up a dazzling light. Then two figures step out of the mirror“ My lord --! " The old people almost cried with joy. During the time when there was no news from emperor mingjue, they lived like years. Without the king's polar realm, it is like without the backbone, it will fall apart at any time. Fortunately, you are back now. And even the broken army was saved together. It's worthy of their Lord! No matter what kind of danger can not defeat him? Chang was thinking about this when he heard a scream from Sirius: "what's the matter with you, sir?"“ Shut up The Emperor Ming Jue coldly scolded a, with the gas strength waved the star wolf stretched out the hand, and then pushed out the broken army. The voice of the mouth is hoarse and cold, "invite the medicine king immediately!" The broken army was pushed to a stagger and almost fell to the ground. But he couldn't adjust his awkward posture at all. He suddenly turned and looked at the old man, "do you hear me, please go to ask the king of medicine! You are going to be unable to hold on to it! " The character of breaking up the army has always been cold and indifferent, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of it without changing its color. At this time, he was worried and even yelled at the old man.