The collision of endlessly glorious rays of light seems to be even more powerful than the moment when the 'Baitie' hits the sun.

While burning everything, Qi Cun has endless relief in his heart, anticipation, hope, bitterness, and a touch of unspeakable pleasure.

In the last moment, his whole life flowed through his mind.

The '険' was born from the collision of the wills of the two worlds, an existence that is almost immortal, and will be reborn after 129,600 years.

It is a pity that the reborn '険' will not be him, just like himself, he is also a brand new will born from the corpse of the previous '険'.

But even so, what does it matter?

He, or '険', has lived long enough.

Since the first generation of '険' born from the collision of the two worlds, until now, '険' has survived for more than eleven lives.

The first generation of 'Ji' perished in the collision between the immortal world and the human world, until the tenth generation of 'Ji' was killed by the God of War of the Emperor's Court at the foot of Shaoyang Mountain.

It seems that there is an unpredictable rule that binds them, and there is no one emperor who can live through the limit of a lifetime in the true sense.

Compared to them, he can at least choose the method of death.

Therefore, at the moment when the infinite divine light drowned An Qisheng, an indescribable joy and uncontrollable throbbing rose in Qi Cun's heart:

"God don't forget, my name is 'Chaoyang'!"

Boom!

A palm tore, smashed the huge snake body like a star, An Qisheng's heart suddenly exploded with thunder, deep in his soul, in the void space where Daoyitu was located.

Suddenly, there is a white light, pure and strong spiritual brand:

【Correction! Correction! Consume 8 million Dao Power points to break through the isolation of the secret treasure 'Tailong Dharma Post'... The correction information is as follows]

[Chaoyang (Qi inch?) 87564/? 】

[Fate Track 1: Adhering to the savings of ten generations, he was born in the Tao of Tai Chi, in the foggy mountain, he was born with a very poisonous body, but he has a pure heart.

After entering the mortal world, I saw more tongue-in-cheek killings in the world, purgatory of all spirits, and my heart was not angry, and I followed the human race... After countless battles and killings, I became the head of the new seven kings of the demon race...

He pursued the traces of the 'Sage of the Tao' all his life, and was later lured by the 'Sage of Heaven', escaped into the gate of nothingness, and pursued the trace of the 'Sage of the Tao'.

At the last moment, he saw through the plan of the 'Heavenly Sage', made a decisive blow, tore the corner of the 'Tailong Dharma', and strayed into the world of absolute spirit...

Cause of death: ... unknown cause, unable to spy]

[Evaluation: Four stars. 】

"Chaoyang..."

An Qisheng was shocked.

In a trance, he saw a dark and unpredictable nothingness, and there was a mottled ancient scroll full of endless Taoism and Dharma, exuding a gleaming light.

Seems to be looking for something.

Huhu~

The shocking tide rolled and slapped. Rao Russell had been prepared for a long time, but it was still severely affected. His tendons were broken and fractured, and he coughed up blood repeatedly.

After a long time, he didn't know if he was blown out by hundreds of thousands of miles or millions of miles before he struggled to stabilize his body.

At this time, the originally splendid divine light has gradually dimmed, and the boiling starry sky seems to return to its original silence and calmness.

Only the condensed, billowing white blood, and the body of a giant snake as big as a star, are still telling the world that the battle exists.

"Dead, he's dead..."

Russell was startled at first, then overjoyed. He couldn't help but let out a silent neigh. His eyes were ferocious and terrifying. In the starry sky, An Qisheng seemed to have lost all his breath.

The long letter child licked the corner of his mouth and outlined a icy smile:

"It's me!"

......

Huhu~

The wind is blowing, the ice and snow are with the water that fills the sky and the earth, and the thunderous thunder is rolling in the sky.

Under the sudden rise and fall of the temperature, countless glaciers were cracked, and the half-ice and half-water ocean drowned everything in sight.

Xuanxing seems to have become Mercury!

It seems that the great flood that destroyed the world after the heaven collapsed in legends, rampant and unstoppable, and the traces of all living beings are insignificant under this great flood.

The base cities seem to have become big boats on the sea, shivering in the boundless ocean, drifting with the current.

Standing on a high-rise building, Su Jie fell into silence as he watched the world-destroying scene in front of him.

Under absolute power, everything seems to be in vain.

In a collision in the starry sky that is thousands of miles away, Xuanxing was almost half-destroyed, and even if not for the fact that in the past few years, human beings have moved underground.

I am afraid that at this time, there are not many people in the world who can live.

Not to mention this devastating flood, the temperature difference alone is enough to pack all ordinary people away.

"Patriarch, that's right..."

Chu Fan leaned on the edge of the roof, and there was a bit of bitterness on his face in the cold wind: "In the face of survival, what kind of class, what kind of contradictions, and differences are all insignificant..."

Humans have been fighting for thousands of years, and in this great flood that destroyed the sky and the earth, it seems too light and too light.

In the face of survival, everything seems trivial.

"Mr. An..."

Gu Changsheng stared at the sea of ​​​​stars, his eyes seemed to penetrate the dark clouds and lightning that covered the sky, he saw something, but he didn't seem to see anything.

Across the Xinghai Sea, even at this time, he could only vaguely sense that the battle seemed to be over.

But other than that, he couldn't see all the subtleties.

But the sense of crisis in his heart like a dark cloud gradually disappeared. Did he win?

"Our strength at this time is too weak..."

Looking at the meteorite pulling the long tail inflammation and falling into the flood, Su Jie lowered his eyes: "The challenges we will face in the universe will not be less..."

How much danger is there in the universe?

Su Jie didn't know, and no one knew.

But with the power of human beings at this time, let alone a catastrophe such as a collision of stars, even if it is a planetary collision, there is absolutely nothing to do.

Dreamers may be able to survive the disaster, but ordinary people cannot.

Huhu~

In the cold wind, the three fell silent.

This time, Mr. An came forward and seemed to avoid it, but what about the next time?

"Only when people save themselves can they be saved by God."

After a long time, Gu Changsheng sighed lightly: "Even if Mr. An... I have to find a way out!"

"good."

Wang Zhixuan walked to the rooftop, facing the howling cold wind, and said, "The storm on the surface is slowly subsiding, and maybe it will be frozen again soon. Several major base cities are severely damaged, we must act!"

Wang Zhixuan's heart is far from being calm on the surface, all kinds of chores make her a little dizzy, especially the battle in space...

"With such a big flood, we can't do anything but wait..."

Chu Fan shook his head.

In the past few years, human beings have been divided into two camps, ordinary people live under the surface, while the vast majority of dreamers stay on the surface either voluntarily or forcibly.

But with this monstrous flood, I am afraid that there are already dreamers who want to retreat into the ground.

But even so, in the face of this monstrous flood, no one can do anything, even if there are more and more masters among the dreamers with the emergence of spiritual energy, it is the same.

"How to act is still to be discussed. The three of you have met 'An, Mr. An' for the last time. You must attend this meeting."

Wang Zhixuan pursed her lips and looked at the three Gu Changsheng: "The fate of mankind can only depend on us..."

"But you found something?"

Su Jie spoke, and he noticed the complexity in Wang Zhixuan's tone.

"Tonggui analyzed the electromagnetic signals in the sky-eye monitoring, and Ying Long analyzed the current situation of the solar system. You can take a look..."

Wang Zhixuan took a deep breath, raised her hand, and white light sprayed out, sketching a deep space map in front of several people.

In the gloomy and dark space, only the stars exude a faint light, and when the starlight is extinguished, there is still a proto-solar system filled with countless cosmic rays.

In a dead space, there was a person drifting in it, as if he had lost all his breath, and he didn't know where to drift.

"Mr. An!"

"Ancestor!"

"he......"

All three of Su Jie's hearts sank. Even though the picture was incomparably blurry, they could feel the familiar aura.

Mr. Ann, dead? ? ?

"how come?"

Chu Fan's chest rose and fell, and his heart was agitated: "Yinglong? Can we observe more closely?!"

No one answered.

Including Wang Zhixuan who had already seen this scene, everyone's heart was heavy.

It is far away from the sea of ​​stars, even if you look at it, you can't see it clearly.

Regardless of An Qisheng's state, what can they do?

Not to mention that the spaceship has already been disassembled, turned into resources and moved into the ground, even if it has not been disassembled, at the speed of the spaceship, it wants to go to the solar system.

I don't know if it will take hundreds, or even thousands of years.

......

Without any external influence, the great flood that seemed to destroy the world finally fell silent in the seventeenth year of the Great Dream.

And this is already the seventh year of Xuan Xing's wandering.

The monstrous flood completely washed away all traces on the surface that did not belong to nature. The base city forged by the power of all the major countries was finally completely submerged, washed away, and became the dust of history.

No matter how much unwillingness there is, the dreamers can only retreat to the underground base.

Until the flood disappeared, the surface of the surface close to minus zero was completely unsuitable for any ordinary people to live in.

After going through a standstill, derailment, explosion of the sun, and destruction of the world by floods, Xuanxing has completely changed the landscape, and many continents have been completely integrated.

Chu Fan, Su Jie, and Gu Changsheng led the Great Mysterious Dreamers, who walked out of the underground base in such a brutal environment.

The process of building a new home from scratch began.

Boom!

Large swathes of glaciers shattered, exposing frozen soil that was harder than steel beneath.

Su Jie bent down and threw the new generation of 'Spiritual Seed' that he had cultivated over the years into the soil and buried it.

Under the environment of minus Baidu and no sunlight, only the spiritual seeds brought from the dream world can be planted, as for the surface glaciers.

It is not a problem for dreamers who are familiar with Reiki.

"Mr. An..."

Su Jie stood up slowly and stared at the Tianlian Mountain not far away, which was still standing despite the vicissitudes of life and the baptism of floods and glaciers:

"According to your way, I will carry it through, and in my life, I will pass on your fire..."

"If you come back one day, I will have a drink with you and talk about it!"

......

huh~

The 'artificial sun' made of geothermal heat hangs high, casting light on the endless farmland ~lightnovelpub.net~ vegetable field.

Geothermal heat is not endless, and these artificial suns can only illuminate farmland.

In the extremely dense human gathering area, there is only a little light, whether it is electricity or water, the supply is limited.

The underground space is always inferior to the ground. After several years of excavation, it can barely accommodate all human beings because countless dreamers can break mountains and rocks faster than machines.

But even so, if you barely live there, you don't have to think about the quality of life.

No matter whether it is a rich man or an official, there is no exception. Under the high-intensity military-style control, the chaotic system has recovered at a speed that makes other countries stunned.

In an ordinary high-rise building, in a small room, An Jianzhong was smoking a cigarette, and in the kitchen, An's mother was busy cooking.

In the small room, there was no other noise at all, and it seemed unusually quiet.

"Why hasn't Qiqi come back yet?"

An mother banged on the lid of the pot, awakening An Jianzhong who was smoking under the dim light.

"I'm coming......"

The door was pushed open, and 'An Qisheng' in a simple black sports suit walked in with a large bag and a small bag.

"Don't be too busy, take a break."

'An Qisheng' put down the large and small bags, stepped forward to take the guy from An's mother's hand, and skillfully started cooking on a fire.

"Then look at Qi Qi's craftsmanship."

Mother An washed her hands and walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

Her mood didn't seem to be affected by moving to the ground, but she smiled, but the tears couldn't be stopped and flowed down her cheeks.

"Whoo~"

An Jianzhong didn't speak, his tall body was a little hunched, he lowered his head, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long smoke ring.

Amidst the smoke, his eyes suddenly became a little numb.

He wants to quit smoking.

......