As Ling Susu is the person who will survive the catastrophe this time, Yang Shou plans to take special care of her.

At least she cannot be led to the underworld by ordinary evil spirits and treated as ordinary people.

Some people may seem heartless, but once they become in love, they are more infatuated than anyone else.

Looking at Fu Nao's current state, if he returns to him after this life ends and learns about Ling Susu, he may want to renew their relationship.

Yang Shou planned to leave the person in the underworld first, as a compiler's wish, and then give him a surprise after Fu Nao's tribulation was completed.

Now Fu Nao understands the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, but this life is not over yet. He has a premonition that Fu Nao will bring him miracles in the future.

The fourth calamity may end because of him.

The battle continued, and Qin Batian became more and more frightened as he fought. He found that the young man's aura continued to rise, as if there was no limit, and the anger filled the world, beating his true form into pieces.

"No! How is this possible!"

He roared angrily and struggled to find a way to escape, but in the boundless anger, his true form was unable to move.

"Whatever you did to Susu, I will do to you today!"

The young man said in a deep voice, and with a thought, the anger that spread throughout the world started to burn.

boom!

It was as if the sky was burning and the sea was boiling, the earth was shaking, the space was blazing, and everything was slightly distorted.

Qin Batian's true form collapsed here in an instant, contaminated by the flames of anger, and gradually dissipated.

"No!"

Qin Batian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred, and tried to struggle, but to no avail, he could only let the true body of the Dharma be shattered.

"puff!"

A huge backlash came, and his body spurted out a large mouthful of blood, opened several cracks, and then burst into flames.

The flames of anger were invisible and qualityless, and were far beyond what he could deal with. As they burned, Qin Batian's roars became weaker and weaker, and finally he dissipated between heaven and earth without even a trace left.

The young man stood between heaven and earth, surrounded by boundless flames. The red flames burned quietly, forming an extremely magnificent scene.

In the arena, only two dark objects were left burning in the flames.

The flames of anger only target sentient beings and have no effect on heartless dead creatures.

Everything was silent except for the burning flames and two dark objects accompanying him.

After killing Qin Batian, the young man did not leave. He still stood where Ling Susu disappeared, speechless for a long time.

His heart seemed to be twitching at this moment, and an indescribable pain hit his heart.

He understands better than anyone else that this is tragedy...

Sadness, one of the seven emotions, turned into a lingering river, swirling around him after burning the sky with anger.

In the distance, outside the arena, Baili Songyun and three others sensed the disappearance of the aura of Qin Batian's true form, and approached cautiously.

In the distance, they saw a sea of ​​red fire, burning everything.

A figure full of sadness and loneliness stood in the center of the flames, silent and silent, but it made the three people's hearts tremble.

In their sight, the boy's long hair quietly turned white.

If the heart is sad, it will turn white.

Baili Chanyun sighed, he could probably guess what happened.

There was nothing in the flames, no Qin Batian, no Ling Susu.

Fu Yan stared at the lonely figure in the sea of ​​fire, surprised and happy, and murmured: "Master... is so strong!"

He didn't care about Ling Susu's death. He witnessed everything from beginning to end and hated Ling Susu very much.

He didn't have the secret skills like the young man. He couldn't know the cause and effect, and the young man couldn't explain it to him.

All he knew was that none of them died after the disaster, and the young man successfully broke through to become a half-step god. The human race... finally had a half-step god of its own!

After Baili Chan Luck sighed, he took a step forward and spoke from afar: "Human Baili Chan Luck, I've seen you sir!"

He was planning to get to know the boy again.

Fu Yan had just confessed to them that everything he knew was learned from young people.

Such a half-step god with extensive knowledge and terrifying strength is still a human race. He cannot let him leave the human race.

"The human race is weak, and destruction is imminent. I implore you, sir, to take charge of the human race and preside over its great cause!"

Baili Chanyun bent down and kept his posture very low.

However, the young man who was immersed in grief did not turn his head and turned a deaf ear to his words.

Baili Chanyun wanted to invite him again, but was stopped by Li Xuemei: "Your Majesty, sir, you are in grief right now. Let's talk about these things later."

In fact, no one understands the love and hatred between the young man and Ling Susu.

According to Fu Yan, Ling Susu betrayed the boy, but... judging from the facts in front of him, this is obviously not the case.

"Your Majesty, look..."

Li Xuemei pointed at the boy's back, and in the boundless flames, a river quietly emerged.

The sadness of the river spread, extinguishing the flame of anger, and the flame was quietly extinguished.

This water, also formless and qualityless, just floated in the sky, surrounding the young man, spinning non-stop.

Somehow, they just glanced at the river, and the sadness deep in their hearts could not help but emerge.

The tragic experience of the human race, the destruction of the Supreme City, the successive deaths of countless senior human race...

Scenes emerged in their minds.

Sadness infected everything, and just a few breaths left them physically and mentally exhausted.

"Quickly retreat! Get out of here!"

Baili Chanyun was the strongest and was the first to wake up. He quickly woke up Li Xuemei and Fu Yan, and the three of them retreated to the Baili range.

Just looking at this breath is unbearable for them, and the sadness from it cannot be cut off.

After just a few breaths, my mind and body are exhausted. If I were in it...

I'm afraid I will be heartbroken and die of grief!

After escaping to a safe zone, Baili Chanyun was not afraid of rejoicing.

The stronger the young man is, the more hope the human race has.

He raised his head and glanced at the eight suns. The sun was scorching in the sky. People were dying every moment throughout the wilderness, and the human race was no exception.

In another year, as the temperature rises, more people will die.

Three days later.

In today's prehistoric times, the Eight Golden Crows simply cannot go down the mountain, so there is no night.

The young man stood where Ling Susu disappeared for three full days.

The water of sadness surrounded him, rolling around the heaven and earth, infecting all atmosphere.

"well--"

The young man let out a long sigh.

He raised his eyes and looked at the bow and arrow beside him.

"Su Su, it seems that you still haven't understood the bitter scriptures thoroughly. This is not how you refine weapons."

The young man smiled slightly and waved, and two black bows and arrows came into his hands.

Even if it absorbs the blood of several enlightened beings, it is still not enough to turn it into a divine weapon.

After all... you are going to shoot the Golden Crow!

The young man raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The eight suns were scorching the sky and the earth, making him miss the days when there was only one sun.

At that time, the sun rose and set on time, marched in an orderly manner, and the heaven and earth were in harmony, which was in sharp contrast to the dry and cracked earth now, where mummies can be seen everywhere.

He still remembered that when he wanted to travel to the ancient times, it was Susu who stopped him.

She pulled his shoulders and said coquettishly: "Don't leave, just stay in Baili City. As long as I'm with you, I will definitely help you understand your feelings!"

The young man didn't speak. After a long time, he replied: "Isn't it the same wherever you stay?"

In his heart, he has no sense of racial belonging and no idea that he is unable to leave his homeland.

Ling Susu smiled and told him: "Of course it's different. I was born in Baili City, and you were also born in Baili City. We are human race..."

The young man held the bow and arrow, as if he could feel the hard work that Ling Susu put into making it.

He murmured two words: "Human race..."

He turned around, and in an instant, the sadness between heaven and earth converged, turned into river water, and disappeared quietly.
To be continued...