The highest heaven in the ninth level of heaven, the Lihentian Heaven, and the Zhuxiantai.

The stone platform originally made of black iron stone has fallen apart, with blood everywhere, red but like mixed with golden sand, flowing down the cracks of the black stone, shining with golden light under the light.

It is the hardest stone in the world and the purest blood in the world.

Xuanshuang's ink hair scattered around under the impact of the messy aura around her body, and the red gold blood stains were clearly visible in her hair, shining brightly.

That is the blood of the gods.

She didn't know how many tribes she killed before she got here.

She only knew that since she could not save him, then...

When you meet a god, kill a god, when you meet a Buddha, kill a Buddha.

"Shuang'er, they are innocent." The Heavenly Lord Changli stood with his sleeves, as if everything that happened just now was nothing but his illusion.

"Innocent? They are innocent? Are there really innocent gods in this world?" Xuan Shuang lowered her head and looked at the devastated. There was also his blood here. "After the order, the father killed him so that his soul was scattered and his spirit was gone. It was just because of the ridiculous prophecy, but he still had to save the three realms. In fact, you are just for the status and power."

As she spoke, the ink-colored hair became white little by little. As the blood stains became clearer, her eyes became darker, just like the clouds gradually turning black on the top of her head.

After saying that, I smiled at the sky.

The laughter was sad and firm, which was even worse than the evil spirits of the evil ghosts in the underworld, and it was more cruel and cruel to destroy the world.

The Heavenly Lord said: "The princess is deviled, and quickly go to the Brahma realm to find the Buddha king."

The sound of Western Sanskrit sounds, and a colorful cloud dispels the dark clouds like ink.

Xuan Shuang looked at the figure in the colorful clouds, stopped the sharp blade flying in her hand, as if she had returned to a hint of clarity, and murmured: "Master."

"Xiao Jiu, you are possessed by the devil." The Buddha Jun Ruiyu of the Brahma Realm stood in the air and reached out to smooth out her flying hair.

"Master, God and Demon are not bad. You will die in vain to achieve your goal."

"Kill one person for sentient beings, and kill all living beings for one person is the so-called gods and demons. It is just a different way of Tao."

"What if that person is more important than heaven and earth, more important than sentient beings?"

"Don't talk about the importance of the situation before it reaches a desperate situation. Xiaojiu, I can let him live, are you willing?"

"Really okay?"

"It's just that you have to pay a lot of money."

"As long as he can give him the opportunity to make his own decisions, his disciples are willing, and he will not be afraid of life and death."

"No regrets?"

"I have already risen because of my disciples, Xiaojiu has no regrets." Two lines of blood and tears passed through her pale face.

The dignified goddess of heaven has no trace because of a single god, and she has fallen into a demon with one thought.

Since then, there is no more Princess Xuanshuang in the divine world.

And more than three hundred years later, outside the nine levels of heaven, in the abyss of nothingness.

Le Wuyou, the female king in Yunhuangxian Realm who had been in power for more than a hundred years, walked slowly up the stairs in white clothes. Her delicate barefoot, as tender as snow, was scratched by the edges and corners on the stone steps every time she walked, leaving a piece of blood, staining the hem of the skirt like a red plum and cold face.

There was no trace of pain in her expression, and the corners of her mouth were raised, with a smile that had not been seen for a long time.

Behind him, red blood stains were connected to the flying clothes, like red silk floating with the spiritual energy coming from the bottom of the cliff, just like red makeup for ten miles of mortal world.

Beside you is the endless abyss.

Le Wuyou realized that his life was unknown, but he could also be said to have a great life.

She has many names, but no matter which one, she was labeled as a non-herself since she was born. It seems supreme, but in fact she has never given her a chance to choose.

Why does this world have to be decided by some people?

Whether it is a god or a demon, a fairy, a human or a ghost or a monster.

Why can't she be herself and make the choice she wants to make?

Now she has to make her own choice.

Although the abyss was chaotic and dark, it seemed that the evil ghosts in the underworld crawled out in the next second, which was terrifying. But she was not afraid at all.

Because she is finally going to find him.

Finally, she can reunite with her beloved person in the body of her beloved.

She is coming.

Jumping, blood and tears came from the sky.
Chapter completed!