Zhao Feiyan lowered her head, dared not say anything, and went to get the magical staff silently.

"ah"

The moment her hand touched the staff, the extremely hot fire of destruction burned her.

She retreated repeatedly and looked at her burned hands.

With just a touch, the white jade hand had turned into a dark purple color.

She stared at the magic wand, her expression changing.

Zhao Feiyan understood the use of this magical scepter and knew what it was.

"You are the Taoist Mother Goddess of the last universe and the future daughter of destiny. Are you sure you want to sacrifice your life for this soon-to-be-destructed universe?"

The magic spear is the divine weapon of the Lord of Guixu, which contains unparalleled destructive power. In addition to the Lord of Guixu, even if the Creator God holds this thing, he will be burned by it.

If Zhao Feiyan borrows this thing to save the world, the price is life and Taoist fruit in this life.

"I made an appointment with Feng Mom, I will return to our universe, and I will reincarnate in our universe. Therefore, Zhao Feiyan's kindness in this life should be returned to this universe."

Zhao Feiyan looked calm and gave a deep courtesy to the gods and men of Guixu.

"Thank you, God, for borrowing the treasure."

As she said that, she stepped forward again, gritted her teeth and grabbed the magical staff.

"ah"

Doomsday Divine Thunder, Destroying Black Flame, Guixu Black Water...

Various powers of the great way symbolize destruction exploded.

After Zhao Feiyan's enlightenment of the Demon Lord's Dao Lord was only a few days ago, she truly felt that the Demon Lord's Dao Fruit was collapsing little by little.

...

Peng Yu tore off the last page of Chang Shizhi's Book, and the flames suddenly ignited in the cover.

He threw it at the feet of the Hou Yunyang: "I'm going to the Xuanniao Universe now. I'll take this tree away."

A volume of the Daoqi of the Qiankun, the Fusang tree was collected from Pangu Liguang Cave Heaven, and Peng Yu disappeared from Yunyang Hou.

Yun Yanghou stared at the black flames lit under his feet.

I don’t know how long it took, but the black flames disappeared, leaving only a broken golden page book seal.

"I... have always believed that the solution can be found in the Book of Eternal Worlds. I never believe that this book will be completely merciless at the mercy of those creators. I think that the numerology of the Twelve Universes itself will carry out the universes.

Rescue yourself.”

In the end, I watched the book turn into nothingness with my own eyes.

Does this also mean that the future of Zhuansun clan is completely gone?

Looking at Zhuanyang, who was resting the remaining tribesmen in the distance, Hou Yunyang closed his eyes again.

There is no Book of Eternal World, and there is no Fusang Spiritual Root of the Xuanniao Universe. At present, there is only one world-destroying artifact that destroys the world.

"Take the old and weak women in first. If the injured soldiers can walk around, go to heal the wounds by themselves. If they can fight slightly, come and help."

For example, today, the three nine-level Gang Realms in the Ge Basin collapsed. After communicating with the remaining Martial Saint Elder, Zhuanyang could only try to move out two relatively complete Gang Realms fragments to temporarily protect survivors.

"Luckily, my family has many Fusom trees. Although the two of the best quality are destroyed, the remaining Fusom trees can also try to avoid evil spirits."

Zhuanyang looked at the sky from time to time.

The sun has traveled west from the middle of the sky. Soon after, when the fourth day's night comes, evil spirits in the shadows are about to emerge again.

"You're very busy."

Peng Yu appeared beside him out of thin air.

Zhuanyang looked at the side of the Marquis of Yunyang: "Have you finished talking to Marquis of Father?"

"Well. I originally wanted to take you to save the world. But after thinking about it, I'd better do it myself. You should be honest with your family."

When he went to the Xuanniao Universe to unseal the ruins, Peng Yu himself was playing the drums. This move was very dangerous, let alone protecting Zhuanyang.

"salvation?"

Zhuanyang frowned and looked at Peng Yu.

At this moment, Peng Yu still chose the appearance of "King Zhao".

"You can change your face. This is not suitable for you to appear here."

Peng Yu dispersed his magic and revealed his true nature.

Zhuanyang took something out of his arms and sent it to Peng Yu's hand: "Although I don't know what you are going to do, it's better to go to the Six Palaces of Luotian first. By the way, return the Daotian Golden Furnace to Xian'er."

After Peng Yu noticed the object in his palm, his face changed slightly.

"This is……"

A dark ring was lying quietly in his palm.

"I got it from Wangxiang. You give all the rings to Master Nie now, it's not safe."

Look at home.

Peng Yu thought of the time he died.

So, when he rescued me, did he bring Gan Erjie out?

"Let's go back... when you come back from there, let's have a good talk."

Thinking of his current appearance and the incident with "Kunhao", Peng Yu nodded silently.

Yes, some words should be said openly.

He only needed to hide one thing from Zhuanyang.

Then, he picked up the Daotian Golden Furnace and teleported to the side of Yunxian'er.

When I heard that Peng Yu was going to the ruins of Xuanniao Universe, Yun Xian'er didn't say anything.

"I'll go with you. Don't be busy rejecting me. I have the Yin-Yang Taoist Dharma, and the seal of the Xuanniao Universe is left by my father. I can help you."

"good."

Peng Yu was not pretentious, and took Yun Xian'er's hand and teleported to Luotian Sixth Palace.

Putting the ring on his face, he raised his hand, and the Qiankun Qi Cauldron, which was standing in the Heavenly Destiny Palace, flew into the ring, and the relevant secret techniques of creation were imprinted into his mind.

This is the method to replenish the sky.

It is a secret technique for Qiankun Sect to repair the natural world of Qiankun and cure Taoist injuries.

At the same time, Gan Erjie has the effect of healing the wound and returning to the Yuan. With the ring in hand, Peng Yu felt that the mana he consumed was gradually recovering, and it continued over and over again without any decay.

"The power carried by this ring is very similar to those of the Creator."

The immortal light of Qiankun flashed, and Yun Xian'er and him descended to the Hunyuan Dao Realm.

"It seems that you secretly made the mark of the universe here?"

"Well, there's more than one."

When he came in here, several great Taoist lords immediately felt. But Peng Yu decisively took Xian'er to teleport and went to the "Tai Chi Seal" again.

The seal fell in the void. When the black water of Guixu filled the universe, the seal also had flaws here, and wisps of black flames overflowed from the seal.

"I'll do it."

Yun Xian'er shook the mysterious silk and swept away the seal that the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord once imposed, and the two of them escaped into another universe.

"Boy, bring this thing with you!"

Suddenly, a blue light flew over from the other end.

Peng Yu stretched out his hand and found a branch of the world.

From a distance, Nie Jingyuan made a gesture to him and continued to deal with the creators.
Chapter completed!