My brother is so stable

He is a human saint, nameless!

The light burst out, and the black and white brilliance of the Taiji Diagram dimmed directly. The archmage's figure was directly knocked into the air, and he lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But that day's phantom was repelled by his fist, and was instantly enveloped by flames, vegetation, and tortoise shells!

Kongtong Baoyin sent out bursts of dragon roar and phoenix cry!

All over the Three Realms, faint flames appeared on the foreheads of human races, but mortals never noticed it, and immortals didn't know what happened.

In a place beyond that day, Xuanyuan Huangdi had blood in his mouth, and quickly sealed his hands, attracting countless golden lights to bless the three already huge and boundless chains, and finally opened his right hand to the phantom of the way of heaven, and grabbed it fiercely .

this is!

Human will!

The shackles of heaven!

"town!"

嗡

……

This power.

Li Changshou looked up, looking at the rapidly repaired and orderly avenues in the nothingness.

Looking at the three shackles that have turned into colorful petals and dissipated into the invisible, I feel the smoothness and suppleness of the uneven sand dunes of the Dao of Heaven after being smoothed by a big hand.

It seems that Tiandao's private thoughts have been suppressed.

It's just that the army of heroic spirits behind him didn't come back again, they had turned into shackles and branded in the way of heaven.

This is the power that Heaven fears.

The Taoist ancestor has disappeared, Zixiao Palace has returned to peace, and the Sanqing sage has also left.

Around Li Changshou, the frames were turning into specks of golden sand, blowing away with the wind, and only the frame under his feet remained stable.

Hang'e was dragged back into the frame by Xuanyuan Huangdi, and continued to sleep.

The boundless chaotic aura surged backwards, extinguishing a small group of flames. Li Changshou rushed out subconsciously, and rushed to the place where the flames were extinguished at the same time as several other streamers of light.

He is good at escaping, and has also studied the escaping in the sea of ​​chaos. He has never done anything before, his mana is full, and he has eight or nine mysterious skills...

He was the first to rush to Suirenshi's side, and supported the crumbling figure, but felt that the figure had a weight that he could not bear.

Li Changshou knelt down, hugged Suirenshi who was struggling to breathe, and wanted to inject immortal power, but found that what he was holding was only a stubborn stone and a dry bone.

At the bottom of his heart, Suirenshi's voice was intermittent, which was the heartfelt voice that only they could hear each other.

'Did I...my old bone...help you? '

'Helped, helped...'

Suiren smiled a little, closed his eyes and sighed softly, his body gradually became transparent.

The Grand Master, Shennong, and Fuxi fell to the side, or sighed softly with their hands behind their backs, or bowed their heads in silence.

Suirenshi subconsciously grabbed the edge of Li Changshou's robe, and when he opened his eyes, there was a divine light in them like before.

'Sorry, junior.

Back then, I had already tried my best to fight against the Demon Emperor, and I couldn't do anything else.

If I could have thought of a better way, or if there had been a better leader who could take my place and complete the final Heavenly Court of the Human Race, then probably there would be no predicament today.

And put the future salary of the human race on your shoulders.

You can stand outside the human race and escape the influence of heaven, which is something we old people can't do.

From now on, it’s okay even if you fail, it’s okay even if the fire goes out, it will always be lit again.

Don't be afraid, you will always be pointed out. '

'I won't lose, for sure!Can't lose! '

Li Changshou tightly held the quickly shriveled arm with his palm, as if using a little too much force, Suirenshi's figure quietly shattered, turning into a handful of ashes and scattered into the chaotic smoke like a flash of fire.

A ball of candle-like flame flew out of the ashes and sank into Li Changshou's chest.

The smoke was misty, and I don't know who was sighing softly.

People walking on the earth, following sporadic fires, looking for hidden caves...

In the depths of the deep and damp earth, the crooked figure rubbed the log in his hand...

In front of the ominous inscription, that big hand crushed the restraint on it, wrapping itself in the darkness...

In front of the demon court, which was overwhelming all, heavy flames were burning, tearing apart the sky of the demon clan.

Latecomers...

The sky belongs to the demon clan, and the earth belongs to the witches, but we can stand on the earth and look at the sky side by side.

The fire never stops, the will never dies.

Humanity is eternal.

Chapter 673 Forty percent

"Trouble the two emperors, take Taiyin Xingjun back to Huoyun Cave to rest first, and I will pick her up later."

Li Changshou said in a low voice, and Fuxi and Shennong behind them nodded slightly, their figures melted into the chaotic atmosphere, and slowly disappeared.

They didn't say much, and they didn't see much sentimentality.

On the contrary, the two emperors still felt a sense of relief, as if they had completed some kind of mission.

The Fire Emperor must have had a very hard life in the first place.

"Is senior brother coming?"

Li Changshou asked softly, stood up slowly, carefully put the little ashes in his palm into the jade bottle, and put it deep in the treasure bag.

Master Xuandu wondered, "Where are you going?"

Li Changshou looked up at the palace ahead, and said in a low voice: