Chapter 4627

"And the day is not far away!" As she laughed, her figure began to fade, as if she were transparent. In the dark night, the sword in his hand stabbed him fiercely, but it stabbed him in the air, and his face was shocked. However, CI en didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked straight at Luo Yunxiao: "how are you integrated with the half soul in your body? It's not good to watch your consciousness and soul being engulfed, right“ Ha ha ha, the day I'm waiting for is not far away... Not far away! " The figure of Ci'en completely dissipated with the hysterical laughter. Shanhui on the ground finally swallowed her last breath. When he died, he was still looking at the direction of Jingyuan, and a line of blood and tears came down from the corner of his eyes. But whether it is unwilling or regret, but no one can know. The man who burned the sky thumped the pillar for a while, and then couldn't help laughing. After this battle, the Dabei temple has almost disappeared. Bodhi, Shanhui and wuche are dead. All eminent monks above the Immortal King are killed. Jingyuan turns against Dabei temple. The only kindness is a selfish and heartless villain. Dabei temple, which has been prosperous for thousands of years, has no room to turn over. Laughing and laughing, people who burn the sky cry. They either squat down or curl up, allowing tears to flow on their faces. Dabei temple is doomed. But their lives were also destroyed. The pain and suffering they have suffered will not disappear Luo Yunxiao took back the sword indifferently, as if everything happened in front of him and the sadness of all the people in the burning sky had nothing to do with him. However, when he turned to see Mu Yan's trance expression, his brow could not help wrinkling. Just, still don't wait for him to come forward to ask, Emperor Ming Jue has already turned to embrace the girl in the bosom, "Yan Yan, how?" Mu Yan raised his head, looked at di Ming Jue and Luo Yunxiao, and murmured, "did you hear the song?"“ singing? What's the song? " Mu Yan suddenly covers his ears, and his body bends painfully. His mouth seemed to whisper unconsciously. The gods have disappeared, the demons have died, and Dongming has withered away. The way of heaven is chaotic, the floating life is exhausted, the nine secluded and the yellow spring is full of calamities. In the clouds, I hate three thousand worlds, and the world of mortals is long gone Luo Yunxiao's pupils suddenly contracted. In the space of Tianmo Qin, Qihuang curls his body tightly into a ball. If Heaven abandons me, heaven can deceive me. The world left me, the world should be destroyed. Gods and Buddhas, listen to me. Long old, cause and effect. This hatred will never die=== Muyan felt as if she had a long dream. When she woke up, she couldn't remember what happened in her dream. I only remember the distant and sad songs echoing in my ears“ Mother! Mother, are you ok? " Mu Yan opened her eyes and saw Xiao Bao with red eyes and a smile. She reached out to touch the little guy's head, "don't worry, mother is OK, just too tired, had a good sleep." It's not a lie. Although the dream has been heard singing, let her feel very sad. But I feel comfortable when I wake up, as if the fatigue and pain of these days disappeared in this night. When Xiao Bao saw that her cheeks were ruddy and her face was excellent, he believed that her mother really just had a sleep. The worry between the eyes and brows dispersed, showing a shallow smile.