After closing her eyes, Yuxin lifted her head slightly.

The breeze blows slowly, blowing Yuxin's purple clothes slightly, her cheeks fluttering with blue silk, her delicate face is not stained with dust.

At this time, Zhang Tian, ​​with his eyes closed, finally raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, because Zhang Tian knew that Yu Xin had an epiphany.

Epiphany.

It's simple, but it's actually a million times more difficult than breaking through.

It can be said that any enlightenment, whether it is the enlightenment of the artistic conception, the enlightenment of the practice, or other enlightenment, this is something that every cultivator can meet and cannot seek.

Look at Yuxin again, with Yuxin slowly entering a state of epiphany.

The void seemed to be still, and the breeze that was slowly blowing seemed to be still.

And between this heaven and earth, that is, this place where Zhang Tian reversed time and space, and reopened the Taikoo super battlefield, the melee of hundreds of races continued.

All of this was caught by Yuxin, who closed her eyes.

Passing through the void, and still time, in Yuxin's spiritual consciousness, the melee of the hundreds of races is still continuing, but a still picture is presented before him.

Yes, it was the scene that produced an enlightenment and still at that moment, all the pictures!

On the Taikoo Super Battlefield, Yuxin saw a stone clan's great emperor holding up a huge stone pillar. The stone beads were wrapped with iron chains, which were rusty and stained with countless blood.

In front of this strong stone man, dozens of figures showed a posture of being blown out, just so still in mid-air.

On the other battlefield, a strong spirit clan was raising his head and roaring, his aura had just risen to a certain point, and there were two very clear tears on his raised face.

At his feet, is a spiritual woman.

The woman has a beautiful blue long hair, lying sideways at the feet of this strong spiritual race, a pool of blood under her body, you can see that half of the cheek hidden by the hair is a delicate and beautiful face .

On the opposite side, there are three other powerful people with the same terrifying strength, all of them put their hands in front of them, showing sarcasm smiles on their faces.

Look away and continue to look along the screen.

As long as Yuxin is willing, she can see everything in this Taikoo Super Battlefield!

Finally, Yu Xin shifted her gaze to the battlefield she was once familiar with, where was the extermination battle between the Bianhua tribe and the Motian tribe!

It's just that at this moment, there is no one there anymore, there are only the dried up blood stains, which seems to be confirming, confirming that a world-shattering genocide has happened here.

Looking back, Yuxin finally saw a side corner.

This is the place where the flower tribe of the other side settles down. After the great war, it is a corner of keeping a low profile.

There is no fighting, there is no fighting, but the faces of all the Bianhua tribes are extremely heavy, because they know that the battle of the hundreds of races has just begun, waiting for them, waiting for the whole Bianhua tribe, will fight more severely and ruthlessly. Fight.

Looking inside, this is a temporary bamboo house.

The old woman had already sat up straight at the moment, holding a portrait in her one-armed hand, and there were no tears from Yuxin leaving in her eyes, but a smile of anticipation from the heart.

In the picture scroll, there is a beautiful woman wearing a purple dress with a peerless appearance. The woman is bright and moving, and her beautiful eyes are like the moon.

Next to Zhang Tian, ​​Yuxin couldn't help but tremble suddenly, because Yuxin knew that the woman in the picture was not someone else but herself!

With closed eyes, two lines of clear tears slipped down inexplicably, Yuxin no longer looked at it, but recalled in her mind that it was not long, not short, and the days of living and fighting with the Hua Clan on the other side.

Time seems to have forbidden the emptiness, letting the tears fall, Yuxin just do so, immersed in her own memories...

In the end, just as Yuxin opened her eyes, her delicate face revealed a smile of relief.

Because in the end, Yuxin could see that it was among the flowers on the other side, and everyone was shrouded in the haze of the Bai war, but the children were still laughing and playing innocently.

Not only the Bianhua tribe, but also the children of other tribes...

At this time, Zhang Tian's mouth raised a satisfied smile again. It seems that Yuxin has really realized the true meaning of this ancient melee of a hundred races this time.

There is no end to war, no end to life!

Without wiping the tears on her face, Yuxin closed her eyes again.

At this moment, the breeze continued to blow, time and space continued to flow, and the Taikoo Super Battlefield below, accompanied by the blast of various magical powers, shouts of killing, and the sound of fighting continued.

And these have nothing to do with Yuxin.

Feeling everything here, Yuxin can even face her own heart, and finally Yuxin sinks in completely.

Time passed by, and it was night in the blink of an eye.

There is an unwritten rule in the battle of the ancient hundred races, that is, when night falls, the races are not allowed to fight again. This is to calm the countless souls who died in the battle.

The Taikoo Super Battlefield shrouded in the night, with occasional lights flickering, and the whole is still dead.

In the ruins of the battle between one side, countless bones were piled up here, perhaps because they were unwilling to die like this, or perhaps because there were still remaining obsessions, and the dead souls began to crawl out of the accumulated bones.

They let out screams, they wandered aimlessly, seeming to be looking for something.

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