The sword light flew past.

Visible to the naked eye, the demon dragon's body collapsed inch by inch, and the boundless sources of tribulation retreated one after another. The void and new realms that were originally shrouded by the sources of tribulation gradually returned to their original appearance.

Faintly.

A transparent figure stood in the darkness, with a majestic figure, looking up to the sky and the earth, sighing quietly.

"Huangfu Song..."

"Power...comes from the common people...returns to the common people..."

The words fell.

The human figure trembled, disintegrated suddenly, and turned into wisps of mysterious and awe-inspiring righteousness, submerging into all realms and domains, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

Also disappeared.

There is also Huangpu Song as the basis for the stone statue!

boom!

Boom boom boom!

The rolling thunder suddenly rose, and an ancient vastness descended with a little immature will. A sweet drizzle began to fall in the silence, as if crying, remembering, and thanking.

It seems like...seeing off.

The loss of righteousness brings sorrow to the whole world!

…

"That's..."

Sensing the strange phenomenon that appeared very far away, Donghua murmured to himself and subconsciously said, "The great will of this world?"

"good."

"What is he doing?"

Uncle Tai looked puzzled, "Why did the will of the Great Dao suddenly manifest?"

"He is seeing off Senior Huangfu."

"I am also grateful to Senior Huangfu."

Su Su's eyes trembled slightly, looking into the distance, with a hint of sadness flashing through her eyes.

Sending off?

grateful?

Uncle Donghua was stunned when he heard this, a little hard to understand.

Logically speaking.

They are all outsiders. They should be rejected by the will of the Dao and regarded as cancer. They must be eliminated by all means. Especially the immortals. They can destroy the balance of heaven and earth with just a few moves. They are definitely restricted by the key supervision of the Dao.

object!

But now...

Is Dao Will thanking an outside immortal? Still sending him off?

How is that possible!

"It's not difficult to understand."

Chongming sighed and said softly, "Because he turned his own awe-inspiring righteousness into a wisp of awe-inspiring luck and fed it back to all living beings in this world. The purpose is to make the future of this world better, and very soon

To a large extent, this world has been prevented from embarking on the same path as the Three Thousand Worlds."

"For the great will."

"For the creatures in this world."

"This is a great gift!"

Donghua and Taishu suddenly understood.

"good."

Yun Mo said with emotion, "Although the gift of luck is not obvious on the surface, its influence is extremely far-reaching. From today on, this world will have great righteousness forever. In every era, people like him will emerge to save sentient beings."

In the water and fire, or in holding the building from falling...it is endless, and the firewood is endless."

"turn out to be."

Feng Wu sighed, "What he wants to do is actually this."

The others said nothing.

For such a generous gift, it is no wonder that the will of the Great Dao manifested itself and came to see him off in person to say thank you.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist!"

For a while.

Everyone felt this and bowed deeply towards the place where Huangfu Song fell.

At the same time as the ceremony was over.

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed through everyone's hearts.

Perhaps, this is the true sense of spiritual immortality! This is the true meaning of this immortal road! This is the biggest reason why this road is really difficult to walk!

after all.

There are really very few people like Huangpu Song.

…

The center of the battlefield.

Huangfu Song turned into a wisp of awe-inspiring luck, fed back to the world, and disappeared without a trace. Luo Wannian's calamity body was broken up again. A small part of the source of the calamity dissipated, but it has not returned yet. Only the black man still holding the hand was left in the field.

A sword of swords.

Seems to be influenced by Huangfu Songzhengqi

.

It was as if that sword had broken some kind of seal in his body.

Unknowingly.

He was already in tears.

"I remembered..."

"I remembered everything..."

Staring at the black sword in his hand, he murmured, "Young Master... He is the Young Master... I gave this sword to the Young Master..."

now.

He suddenly thought of what A Yin had told him before he left.

must!

We must protect Gu Han’s safety!

Memories that had been buried for a long time kept emerging, scenes from the past kept flashing before his eyes, and he finally remembered them.

Gu Han.

It was the little baby that he had placed high hopes on and vowed to never leave and move forward hand in hand!

"What's going on?"

"Where is this?"

Just when I thought of this, a panicked voice suddenly came from not far away.

Wiped away tears.

Ah Jian turned around subconsciously, and happened to see Huangfu Qi standing in silence, with a flustered and confused look on his face, and was startled and confused.

Huangfu Song is gone.

His suppressed ego took over again.

Same thing.

Without the infusion of Haoran's righteousness.

His voice became mean and dirty again, his mustache became more and more slick and vulgar, and his appearance also showed a sharp and mean look.

Where is the ancestor?

Where am I?

What happened?

With a confused mind, he staggered forward, his eyes, heart, and mind full of confusion.
To be continued...