The ancestor witch Yinque was a little shocked when she heard the words of the mother of chaos.

The other people who were in despair also looked at Tiandao in a daze. Some of the existences in the Immortal Realm immediately put away their despair, and their eyes rekindled their fighting spirit.

Supreme Heavenly Dao felt the turmoil of all living beings in his palm, his eyes became more indifferent, and said: "He tried to challenge Gu's will with his own will. It will no longer be him, but also Gu's second avatar, he will also inherit Gu's will, and reopen Chaos with Gu!"

"Impossible, the boss will not be like you!" Ergou roared angrily.

"die!"

The power of Supreme Heavenly Dao's palm exploded, Er Gou's body burst open, and his body and spirit disappeared.

"The prayers received by Gu are like hundreds of millions of stars in the universe, countless. When he returns from all the experience, you will be dust, and you will all die!"

Clenched in the palm of the Supreme Heavenly Dao, all the beings cultivated and all races in the universe feel the squeeze of terrifying power.

Without Su Ping's support, they only felt how terrifying this mighty force was when they faced the Supreme Heavenly Dao at this moment.

"It's just dust in the palm of my hand..." Zhigao Tiandao looked at the annihilated beings in his palm, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all. This huge war finally ended with his complete victory.

Before His eyes, only the Mother of Chaos and Yin Que and the other ancestor witches remained.

"Let's stay here, let's accompany Gu to see the prosperous world of chaos reopening!" said Zhi Gao Tiandao.

Yin Que was surprised to find that she was surrounded by the power of heaven, and she had fallen into the control of the other party, unable to escape.

Even with the super speed of Chaos, she couldn't rush out. This time she was too deep, and she couldn't escape in time like the previous two battles.

"It looks like we're all going to end up here." Yinque Zuwu smiled wryly.

The ancestor of the Golden Crow looked gloomy and said, "We created him with our own hands. We never thought that such a monster would be bred."

"It's all our fault. We fought against each other back then, causing too many killings and tragedies." Haotian Ancestral Witch sighed.

At the end of this life, they all regret that they have made too many mistakes.

The arrogance of the ancestral witches continued to hundreds of millions of gods and demons, and to the tribes of the ages, leading to today's tragic ending.

"Don't give up so early, maybe when he comes back, we can still fight." The corpse mangzu witch said.

The black elephant ancestor witch shook his head slightly, and said: "Even if he can come back, it will be the next day. I once devoured a chaotic heaven, and felt the prayers of some living beings from it. Just that part made me almost fall. , if the prayers we get through the way of heaven, will also become the way of heaven."

"Similarly, if the way of heaven had not experienced the prayers of all beings, it would not be the way of heaven."

The ancestor witch Yinque hesitated to speak, and finally sighed deeply, knowing that the ancestor witch Heixiang was right.

The few ancestor witches who were suppressed and tamed before surrendered to the Supreme Heaven because they felt the wishes of all living beings from the images of the wishes of all living beings in the Supreme Heaven. Like the power of.

"ended……"

Several ancestral witches looked at each other, feeling lonely.

midair.

The Mother of Chaos didn't look at Supreme Heaven again, but turned around and stared at the huge, constantly broken body of Su Ping.

There was sadness in her eyes. She understood Su Ping's thoughts and wanted to help her pull back the original nucleus of chaos, so she rushed into the original nucleus of chaos at risk.

She once told Su Ping that everything can be cultivated.

Obviously, Su Ping also wants to try to cultivate the prokaryotic nucleus.

But this is not comparable.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that maybe she shouldn't come here, maybe this battle didn't have to happen, she just accompanied Su Ping, opened a shop on a certain planet, and received those door-to-door visitors.

For her, those days were as simple as seeing the end at a glance.

But such a simple day made her feel nostalgic at this moment.

Compared with that time, the place she is in is more terrifying than Purgatory.

Only the wreckage of the fallen beings and the bones of countless strong men remained. From now on, there will be no traces of her in this world, and there will be no more excitement about her.

"Perhaps... such an ending is also possible."

The Mother of Chaos suddenly thought that if Su Ping became the second clone of Tiandao, he would be able to survive.

Even at that time, he had fully accepted Tiandao's thoughts and stood on the opposite side of her.

Just like the proto-nucleus of chaos.

However, he still remembers himself, even if it is no longer his former liking, but his disgust after accepting the idea of ​​heaven, it is... pretty good after all.

It's better than forgetting...

Thinking of this, the Mother of Chaos showed a faint smile on her face, but at the same time, tears flowed down her face.

This scene made Yinque Zuwu and others in the distance stare wide-eyed, unbelievable, the mother actually shed tears?This is the reaction only when the emotions of life fluctuate to a strong level.

And emotion is something created by the mother of chaos.

Now it actually affects herself?

"I have received your prayer."

The voice of the supreme heaven sounded, with a bit of sarcasm and contempt, and a bit of sarcasm, He said: "As expected of the will of the strongest life in chaos, even the power of prayer is so powerful, surpassing all living beings of all ages!"

The tears on the face of the Mother of Chaos disappeared immediately, and she didn't look back, as if she didn't hear the words of Supreme Heavenly Dao, she just stared quietly at Su Ping's shattering body.

She didn't want to waste the remaining life in other places.

In this chaos, there is no time, they live forever, they stand like sculptures, like immovable rocks, caught in their own thoughts.

But in the proto-nucleus of chaos, in the wishes of all living beings in the supreme way of heaven, there is time.

At that time, time has spread, and it has been billions of years.

At this time, the time has surpassed the oldest universe.

And in that long time cycle, a figure is still struggling in suffering.

Its incarnation is insects, beasts, gods, humans, flowers and trees, any tiny life in the world, experiencing an ordinary and painful life.

All kinds of tribulations in the world, just the tribulations experienced by a certain race itself, are countless.

What's more, there are hundreds of millions of races, different identities, and different classes, all of which have their own suffering.

As time passed, the soul that had suffered so much in reincarnation, after countless hours, finally ended this journey of praying for all sentient beings and returned to the primordial nucleus of chaos.

……

It's been a long time since I wrote it in the afternoon. I looked at the time, and it was 12:40 in the morning. I didn't eat dinner. I was hungry and kept growling. I kept drinking water to relieve it.

According to my own ending, it is just right here, and it is the end.

Most authors seem to have a bad habit of white space.

It's the same for me.

But it's really over like this, I feel like I will be beaten, this is too early for nothing, so tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there will be a postscript.

Well, the postscript is the same as the previous old book.

After writing the epilogue, I will write down my thoughts in detail. Let’s have a meal first. Such a handsome boy can’t be hungry and ugly~~O(∩_∩)O

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