The heavens preach

In the far south, there is a butterfly named Sangxiang. The butterfly is not big, just as big as a human hand, but it has all the colors in the world and represents the ultimate beauty.

This kind of butterfly named Sangxiang never actively flaps its wings to fly, and most of the time it flies with the wind.

Because it can only flap its wings three times in its life, it is very cherished.

Only at the three most important moments in life, to flap your wings, to fly, to go in the direction you want to go.

So the first time she flapped her wings was when she was born on the earth and flew to the nine heavens.

The second time she flapped her wings was when she was at the peak of her life, she flapped her wings and danced with brilliant colors, trying to find her companions, but often, she couldn't find them.

And the last time she flapped her wings was at the end of her life.

This was the last time she flapped her wings. In order to leave a mark, she tried her best, the moment after that.

Its body will also turn into dots of light, like seeds, which are scattered on the ground with the wind. These seeds can all turn into cocoons, but only one can become a butterfly.

This is the first ballad about Sang Sang, very romantic and poignant...

But after combining this ballad with reality, this kind of romance becomes a kind of cruel, even cruel beauty...

Sang Xiang in the ballad is no ordinary butterfly.

It is a strange creature that grows in the vastness. It is so huge that the world and infinite life are bred on its four wings.

The 'Sanhuang Great Realm' where the Four Great True Realms are located is the first great realm that resides on Xiang Xiang's left wing.

The four wings of a butterfly give birth to four big worlds, and in each big world, there are four big real worlds and 360 small worlds, infinitely vast, countless galaxies, countless lives, all living in a butterfly on the wings.

But brutally so.

It corresponds to that song, and now is the time for Sang Xiang to flap his wings for the third time.

Sang-sang in the song flaps his wings three times in his lifetime.

Chu Fei, who represented life for the first time, longed for freedom, and the person who ran away from home corresponds to Sang Xiangfei who left the tree of enlightenment.

The second time I flapped my wings, I wanted to find my companions between the heaven and the earth, but I couldn't find them, which corresponded to the other eight Sangsong companions in the vastness.

The third time is the demise of Sang Xiang.

And Sang Xiang is not an ordinary butterfly. Many worlds and lives are bred on its wings. Therefore, its demise is also the demise of the internal world and these many lives.

However the difference is...

In the ballad, after Sang Xiang dies, it will turn into countless light spots in the world, and one of the light spots will form a silkworm chrysalis, which will break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly again, becoming a new Sang Xiang.

However, it is impossible for the many worlds and lives on her wings to have such an opportunity.

and so.

The third time Sang Xiang flaps his wings is the end of an era.

All the creatures and the world are nothing more than insignificant dirges before the end of this era.

call!Whoosh!

In the vastness, because Sang Xiang's butterfly's wings were already standing on his back, the air in the vastness suddenly fluttered in all directions due to the fluttering of Sang Xiang's wings!

And under the gaze of all the creatures in the 'Three Desolate Worlds' on Sang Xiang's left wing.

The 'Sang Xiang's Right Wing' that was parallel to the starry sky, reflected like a mirror, began to gradually become farther away in the line of sight, as if it was going away...

However, all the creatures on the wings of the four butterflies cried bitterly at this moment, collapsing in despair.

Because, this is the beginning of the last flapping of the wings of this butterfly in the vastness. After the left and right wings have admired each other infinitely close, they will start...flapping...flying...

Go for the third sublimation and Nirvana in Sang Xiang's life.

On the big purple star.

Chen Xixiang also slowly opened his eyes, looking at the world of Sang Xiang reflected in his eyes.

At this moment, countless people are looking at the sky, laughing shrilly, they are all crazy, because they are powerless, before the end of the world, they are just a speck of dust on the mulberry butterfly.

Dust, just dust.

No one can influence the outcome of this matter.

"Even if it's ants or dust, we still want to live on..."

On a mountain peak on a certain star, an old man looked at the sky with a wry smile, with helpless pity showing on his face, even though he could point to mountains and landslides, pointing to rivers and rivers, he could carry mountains and catch the moon with great powers, but at this moment, Still an ant.

Sang Xiang didn't care about the sound of ants.

In other words, this process was beyond Sang Xiang's control.

however.

Among the countless trillions and trillions of beings, there are always geniuses of one or two eras. They are called the arrogance of heaven, geniuses, amazingly talented people.

At this moment of Sang Xiang's destruction.

This person's name is Sanhuang.

It is San Huang who named himself as Sang Xiang Zuo Wing Great Realm.

He is the strongest genius born in this mulberry world since this mulberry world. He has practiced to an indescribable peak, and he wanted to surpass it back then.

He may have realized the truth that all living beings live on the wings of butterflies before anyone in Sang Xiang's world.

He was also the first to know the ballads of Sang Sang.

Knowing that this era will be accompanied by Sang Xiang's third flap of his wings, everything will end, even if he is unspeakable, he will be destroyed in Sang Xiang's Nirvana.

Therefore, a long, long time ago, he was thinking about his own way to survive.

Finally, he thought of a way.

In this catastrophe called Sang Xiang, all the world and all living beings in Sang Xiang's body cannot avoid death. It can be said that no one has a chance to speak of life, but he still found a glimmer of life, that is ...

Sang-sang itself!

Sang Xiang himself can be resurrected again after this catastrophe, in the countless light spots, once again transform into a cocoon, finally break out of the cocoon, and be reborn...

Therefore, Sanhuang saw hope.

I saw the light of living.

That is...to transform oneself into Sang-sang.

boom! !

The world-destroying airflow brought up by Sang Xiang's flapping wings raged in the four real worlds, causing void and space, stars and stars, sky and earth to collide, endless destruction, and stars collapsing , the mountains and rivers are collapsing...

Dust and smoke spread across the universe.

But it stopped at one place strangely, because there was an air current that completely rebelled against the wind of destroying the world with Sang, and it blew in the opposite direction.

Whoosh! !

It was the collision of two infinitely vast forces that surpassed the ineffable level, causing countless galaxies in the endless star field and several real worlds to split apart.

And at the source of the wind of rebellion against Sang Xiang, a young man in Tsing Yi gradually condensed.

"This person is Sanhuang."

Chen Xixiang stood upright on the big purple star, his eyes were deep, that was Sanhuang.

At this time, the wind of annihilation swept across the universe, causing all the star fields where Chen Xixiang was to be annihilated. Only the big purple star he was in was still intact. star.

Naturally, the place where Chen Xixiang is located is very conspicuous in the star field of Daochen Realm that has been wiped out for most of it.

Let the young man named San Huang also watch over him.

"Is it the unspeakable peak..."

But he just glanced at it, and didn't look at Chen Xixiang again, because at this moment, with Chen Xixiang's unspeakable power, there are more than twenty people who are forcibly maintaining the unspeakable void around him.

Chen Xixiang is just one of them.

"All living beings are mortal, but only Sangxiang lives forever."

Sanhuang stood there, his eyes were like swords, his body turned into a strong air current, revealing an infinite domineering will, reverberating throughout the Sanhuang world, and even spreading towards the other three wings:

"Sang Xiang, this time, you are going to lose another wing!"

Boom!

Under this tyrannical will, a kind of anger and hatred came from the world and the star field.

"Is that Sang Xiang's will..."

Feeling the anger and hatred, Chen Xixiang whispered to himself, watching Sanhuang, who had turned into will, rushing towards the source of Sang Xiang.

He can't help sighing:

"He is indeed a genius. He realized that Sang Sang is eternal, so he wants to become a new Sang Sang."

It has to be said that Sanhuang has already succeeded in half.

The left wing of the mulberry butterfly is called the Sanhuang Great Realm, which is a self-evident proof.

He did become part of Sang-sang.

But Chen Xixiang looked at the figure of Sanhuang rushing towards Sang Xiangyuan, showing a trace of pity:

"Unfortunately……"

At this moment, watching the struggle between Sanhuang and Sangxiang's will at the same time are the two strongest in the sky outside the sky.

"It's a pity that San Huang only saw through Sang Xiang's world, but he didn't see the vastness beyond Sang Xiang..."

In the midst of the vastness, there is a pale boat, that is the old man Miesheng, with a pair of indifferent eyes, looking at everything in Sang Xiang's world, with a cold smile:

"The source of the catastrophe this time is far from a Sang Xiang, but... him!"

Accompanied by Mie Sheng old man's hand-stirring tactics.

Amidst the confusion, the young man in black sat cross-legged on the compass with a blank expression on his face.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense the target.

The corpse of Dao Wuya slowly turned his head, looked here, and then...

He raised his stiff arm and slowly extended a finger here.

Those fingers are boundless.

The belly of a finger is the size of Sang Xiang.

Passing through the vastness with one finger, and slowly pressing towards Sang Xiang, it's like trying to kill a small moth!

Chapter 536 Cutting and Abandoning

In the boundless world, the young man in black who sat cross-legged on the compass pointed a finger at where Xiang Sang was.

Because of the vast expanse, this finger is extremely far away, but even so, in the depths of Mie Sheng's eyes, there is still a fingertip the size of a sky dome, slowly pressing towards it.

Mie Sheng's eyes changed, and he silently counted the time.

"With Xuan Zan's finger on Sang Xiang, the real focus is on Sang Xiang. It will take at least three sticks of incense time, and the time for these three sticks of incense is also left to me by him, so that I can bring out the right The time of his sacrifice..."

Seeing that finger pressed down, the vastness was churned up, and the boundless gray mist spread and roared in all directions.

Xuan Zan didn't know the location of this Sang Xiang at the beginning.

He is in another area of ​​the vastness, plus he is dead, his movements will become stiff, and if his huge body makes a move, it will also become very slow.

"Three sticks of incense are enough..."

Mie Sheng muttered to himself, and turned to look at the battle of wills in Sang Xiang's world.

It is the rivalry between Sanhuang and Sangxiang Butterfly.

But Mie Sheng was not looking at these two creatures. In his eyes, even Sang Xiang was nothing. He was already a Taoist god, surpassing the limit of Sang Xiang's world.

What he looked at was the sacrifice he had prepared for the mysterious burial, which was involved in the struggle between San Huang and Sang Xiang.

It is also his painstaking effort through the ages.

Su Ming.

"The last three sticks of incense, my way is boundless..."

Mie Sheng on the boat murmured, there was an uncontrollable frenzy in his voice, and then he quickly regained his composure: