Shouldn't he have realized that something was wrong as early as the first time when she stood in front of him regardless of life and death to stop Zhan Cangqiong from killing him?
Why?
Why do people always realize the importance of something after losing it?
Why do you have to wait until you lose it before you know how to cherish it?
You Jueming looked at Bi Luo in his arms, his red eyes filled with tenderness like the gentle movement of half of the sea water. Soon, You Jueming hugged Bi Luo and stood up.
He looked at the place in front of him, the bottomless cliff of hell, tightly surrounded by darkness, and his eyes flashed with emotions that were completely incomprehensible.
"Zhan Cangqiong, I'm sorry for what happened in the past." You Jueming said calmly, with an extremely calm tone.
The current situation was caused by him. Whether it was Jingcang's awakening or the chaos between heaven and earth, he was responsible for it. Originally, this sky should be pure blue, but it was changed by him.
became black.
If he hadn't hated Zhan Jingmo wrongly, then he wouldn't have helped Jingcang die and resurrected, and then none of this would have happened.
But, is it too late to regret it now?
"Let's go!" Zhan Cangqiong said coldly.
He saw clearly what happened just now, so he knew that it was not You Jueming's fault. He could only blame his father for doing such a thing that everyone misunderstood.
However, what happened back then is in the past, and there is no point in pursuing it anymore.
Just like some things, once they happen, they happen, and they can never be changed.
Moreover, You Jueming has already received a punishment more painful than death.
Sometimes, living is more painful than dying.
Turning around, Zhan Cangqiong left quickly, no longer caring about You Jueming behind him.
This world, as vast as it is, will definitely have a place for him.
Moreover, the Fantasy Formation has countless time and space, and he can go wherever he wants.
At this time, a purple light pillar appeared in front of You Jueming. The elegant light was as light as dust and extremely warm. Looking at the light pillar, You Jueming smiled slightly, as beautiful as countless flowers blooming at the same time.
He reached the extreme point. He waited for the arrival of the purple beam of light, and then his whole body was submerged by the purple beam of light.
At this time, Zhan Cangqiong couldn't help but turn his head for some reason, and happened to see You Jueming being swallowed up by the purple beam of light. He didn't speak, just looked at it lightly. Watching him holding Bi Luo, slowly disappearing in the
In front of his eyes.
In fact, this ending may be the best for him.
After all, he is the leader of the Six Demon Kings, so it would be better if he did not live here.
Zhan Cangqiong quickly left the Illusion Sky Array. At this time, five of the six space-times in the Illusion Sky Array had been broken. And in the remaining one, the demon army and the people of the demigod realm and the remaining human realms were inside.
The people, as well as the dragons under him, were fighting madly. In the vast wilderness, the sounds of fighting and fighting could be heard endlessly, and the blood soon dyed the land there completely red.
Hell, this is a real hell on earth, full of corpses, death, fear, and endless blood.
Standing on the snow-capped mountains, Xiaoyao's gaze spanned the world. Everything about everyone around her seemed to have become a decoration, and what caught her eyes was the end of the world on the other side. There was the most important thing about her, but
But he must be defeated.
At this time, Shun, Qian Lixun, Rong Lie, Nanfeng Ninghong, Shuangyue, He Zhan Cangqiong and others who had returned from the Fantasy Sky Formation had no strength to fight anymore. Although they all won from the Fantasy Sky Formation, and
He walked out. However, the Fantasy Formation consumes a person's spiritual energy. Once you enter it, even if you win, you will be attracted by the huge attraction when you come out, and most of your spiritual energy will be wasted.
So at this time, they didn't have the energy to fight any more.
"Li Yao, let's go." Xiaoyao turned his face and looked at the little mouse standing on his shoulder. There seemed to be something like stars twinkling in his dark eyes.
"I know." Li Yao said slowly, and then he quickly flew into the air, and his whole body burst out with extremely dazzling white light almost instantly.
The white light disappeared quickly, and a huge bone dragon appeared in the sky.
Seeing this, Xiaoyao quickly flew onto Li Yao's back. Almost in an instant, Li Yao disappeared above the snow-capped mountains and flew towards the other end of the horizon.
On the other side of the sky, it seemed as if it was tightly surrounded by thick darkness. It was black and surrounded by countless death auras, as if it was the deepest part of hell.
There, the palace was hidden in darkness. At the highest point of the palace, Xiaoyao could see that person clearly.
Her long silver hair became more and more radiant against the surrounding darkness. Her golden eyes were like the radiance of the sun, shining with extremely brilliant brilliance. Her stunning facial features remained the same as before, but there was a kind of
Can't explain the evil.
"Li Yao, let's go up." Xiaoyao said, looking at this huge, dark, and graceful palace.
This was the Demon Palace in the Demon Realm, and there was an aura of death everywhere that made her extremely unhappy. And this aura of death made her feel strange and indescribable.
Jing Cang is a demon god, so why is his palace surrounded by death energy?
Logically speaking, shouldn't it be demonic energy?
Xiaoyao did not delve into this issue. She took advantage of Li Yao and quickly reached the highest point of the demonic attack. There, Jingcang was alone, aloof and inviolable like a god looking down on the entire world.
Li Yao landed in the sky above the Demon Palace, and Xiao Yao quickly jumped off its back.
It happened to fall in front of Jing Cangshen. Xiaoyao looked at Jingcangshen, his eyes were a little complicated, but more of them were indifferent. She must settle the matter with him for taking away her child from her belly.
good.
"Jingcang is dead, where is Hongxuan?" Xiaoyao said quickly, she wanted to know where her child was as soon as possible.
"What do you think?" Jing Cangchen raised the corner of his mouth evilly. He looked at Xiaoyao, his eyes seemed to be stained with poppies, and he was extremely beautiful and enchanting. A silvery gray light quickly condensed in his hand, and in the light,
Xiaoyao could clearly see the shadow of a child.
"Hongxuan..." Xiaoyao eagerly took a step forward, but Jing Cangchen suddenly squeezed the child in his hand. In an instant, the child seemed to have been crushed and turned into countless tiny pieces.
Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. She looked at Jingcang's body with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
She didn't believe it.
She really didn't believe it.
Jing Cangmu actually killed her child, just like he killed the God of Destruction and his own child.
How ruthless is a person who can kill his own child?
Xiaoyao looked at Jingcang's death, and her pair of dark eyes that had long since returned began to change. She saw that her eyes were slowly dyed red, a bloody, decisive, and sad blood red.
That red color is so intensely sad.
"God of Destruction, are you out?" Jing Cangchen's lips twitched into a smile. He was extremely evil, as if someone had stained the red Manzhu Shahua. He was extremely enchanting. He didn't know when he looked at it.
The look in the eyes of the person who was Xiaoyao or Destroyer seemed to have become gentler.
"Jingcang is dead, I am not the God of Destruction." Xiaoyao said suddenly, and then her left eye gradually turned from red back to black. This was exactly the same as before. Xiaoyao at this time can also be said to be the God of Destruction.
.
But it is more likely that the souls of the two people have merged into one.
Because Mie Shen and Xiaoyao both lost their beloved children, their sad moods seemed to resonate at this time, and their souls merged together in this way.
"Whether it's true or not, you are all here to kill me, just like it was then." Jing Cangchen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his stunning face was covered with an extremely clear look. At this time, he was cold and cold.
, like a piece of ice that has never melted for thousands of years, with an aura that is not easy to approach.
He looked at Xiaoyao, and a trace of memory seemed to flash across his eyes. It seemed that many years ago, the two people had confronted each other mercilessly.
Even though the two people are still in love, they have become the best sword to hurt each other.
The person in this world who can hurt the demon god Jingcang is not the gods, not the Dragon Clan's Soul Slash, nor the ruthless seal under the endless darkness, but the woman in front of him called the God of Destruction.
She was a thorn in his heart, piercing deeply into his heart. Even if he wanted to break away, he wanted to pull her out.
But as long as he touches this thorn called God of Destruction, his heart will hurt, severe and intense pain.
Moreover, after so many years, this thorn has long been integrated with his heart. She has grown in his heart. No matter how much he wants to pull her out of his heart, he can no longer do it.
The top is poor and green, and the bottom is Huangquan.
He died in Jingcang, but he could never forget the woman named Mie Shen.