The Great Zen Saint whispered softly. Although he had been in seclusion and recovering from his injuries, his eyes had never left the human world. He wanted to know what Lin Huang, who was entrenched in the human world, was still waiting for, and why he did not extend his clutches to the heavens and all realms.

Soon, on the seventh day of the winter moon, all heavens and all worlds must remember this day, because on this day, all heavens and all worlds heard a sound, a sound coming from the temple.

"The devil is coming to the earth, the end of the world is approaching, sentient beings are subsided, and believe in the only Lord, and you can be liberated..."

On this day, the sound of the empty sound in the temple sounded in the heavens and all worlds. Everyone didn't feel that they looked up at the temple that was shining with the sun in the sky, and were a little stunned.

The Great Zen Saint sighed and finally knew what Lin Huang was waiting for. He was waiting for the sound of the temple to sprinkle all the heavens and all the worlds. He was waiting for the sentient beings in the heavens to know the only way to liberation.

Until this moment, when the sound of the temple was empty and sounded in the heavens and the worlds, Lin Huang finally took a step forward. From then on, he believed in her and entered her temple, but did not believe in her and entered his abyss.

Sang Ghost Realm!

In the big world closest to the human world, the Saint of Ruhua stood with his hands behind his back, standing above Hokkaido, watching the pink cherry blossoms fall. It was another year when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Many young people from the Sang Ghost tribe were playing here, sweet, leaving behind beautiful memories for their lives.

The Saint of Liuhua sighed softly, reached out and grabbed the colorful Luoying without looking back. Behind him, there were a group of people, the strongest group of people in the Sanggui Realm, all of whom looked solemnly, looking at the cherry blossoms quietly.

"Don't you know if there will be such colorful cherry blossoms at this time next year?"

The Saint of Liuhua whispered softly, and his expression gradually became solemn. A white band was slowly tied to his forehead, with the bright words "Ask for victory", but those present knew that it was clearly "Ask for death".

But no one retreated, everyone slowly tied up the white strap and looked at the Saint of Liuhua quietly.

"A hundred years ago, Lin Huang killed Yamamoto Kazuo and five saints. He stepped on the blood of our mulberry ghost clan and became famous in the heavens and all worlds. A hundred years later, he was here again."

The Saint Lord Liuhua turned his head, looked at everyone, and bowed deeply, "You guys, this is the only way to go. It's better to be broken than to be full of tiles."

"Hayi!"

Everyone shouted together, with a terrible momentum gathering, which was to fight against fate, soaring into the sky and making the cherry blossoms even more gorgeous.

"Let's go."

The Saint of Liuhua slowly took a step forward, and the lotus grew step by step. Everyone behind him also walked in the air. Following the Saint of Liuhua, the starry sky thousands of miles away from the Sang Ghost Realm was as dark as ink, slowly coming. It swept through the starry sky, and everything was drowned in the dark.

Standing in the starry sky, you can see a rolling darkness that began to spread from the human world. It was like a sword slashing the entire starry sky, half dark and half light. The darkness spreads like a tide, as if accidentally sprinkling ink on the canvas. The colorful canvas was gradually covered by ink-like color dots, and no trace of the colorful color could be seen anymore.

In the starry sky, Lin Huang, with black-clothed black hair and black eyes, was neither fast nor slow, carrying his hands on his back, staying in the dark forever, his eyes were indifferent and expressionless, and stepped out step by step. Wherever he passed, the starry sky was swallowed by darkness, and the light of the sun was gradually covered by darkness.

The mulberry ghost world became a little panicked. At this time, ordinary people could clearly see that the originally blue sky was swallowed by darkness and gradually spread. Until half of the light of the sun was covered by darkness, all the mulberry ghost tribes became turbulent.

"Is it the Tengu Food Day?"

Ordinary people didn't know what this meant, and they didn't know that all the big figures of the Sang Gui Clan were all looking at the sky nervously. When they saw a group of majestic figures slowly appearing in the light of the sun in the sky, facing the darkness, they became even more nervous.

"Can they defeat that demon Lin Huang?"

Everyone is thinking about this question, but in fact everyone knows that perhaps this is another tragedy like a hundred years ago, the mulberry and ghost world used blood and tears to dye the throne of the forest and desert.

"Lin Huang."

The Saint of Liuhua looked at the figure rolling in the darkness, murmured in a low voice, slowly clenched the sword in his hand, and remembered the lingering nightmare a hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, Lin Huang's reputation was just emerging and had just entered the divine monument. Everyone in the world said that he was a person who deceived the world and thieves, and it was actually difficult to win the reputation of the people. However, the Sanggui Realm used the deaths of five saints, the fall of Yamamoto Kazuo, and the fall of a city to create the name of Lin Huang.

A hundred years later, those people were no longer there. I guess that the young and frivolous young man could one day stand at the top of the heavens and all worlds, overlooking all sentient beings, invincible in the sky and the earth, but with one thought, he became a demon and became an enemy of all worlds.

The Saint of Liuhua couldn't understand Lin Huang's first half of life, and even more so, Lin Huang's second half of life. He only knew that whether it was a hundred years ago or a hundred years later, Lin Huang might be a mountain that he could not cross.

But a hundred years ago, he could tolerate it, and the Sang Ghost Clan could tolerate it, but a hundred years later, facing Lin Huang who became a demon, he could no longer tolerate it, and the Sang Ghost Clan could no longer tolerate it.

Today's battle is inevitable, you cannot retreat, you can die, you cannot lose!

"Mr. It is my honor to be enemies with you in this life."

The Saint of Liuhua slowly spoke and pulled out the long sword in his hand, "Please!"

"please!"

Behind the Liuhua Holy Lord, all the powerful men of the Sang Ghost Clan roared and took action one after another, rushing towards Lin Huang in the dark like moths to the fire. The surging thoughts, the belief that they would not retreat until death, rose up, rolled up the flowing fire, and the light of the sun was completely covered.

The sword energy is erect and the fist is surging. This time, compared to the battle a hundred years ago, the will of the Sang Ghost Realm was unreservedly blessed by Liuhua Saint Lord and others. It seemed that you could see the god who created the Sang Ghost Realm with one thought, a Fusang wood covering the sky and the sun. It burst out, and every branch had a day of rest.

The powerful three-legged golden crow lived on the Fusang tree, dancing gently, turning into totems of green wood golden crows, falling on the bodies of Liuhua Holy Lord and others, instantly pushing their momentum to the top, shaking the earth.

Lin Huang had no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and his steps were endless. His black eyes seemed to contain a black hole that could devour everything. It was so vast and empty that in his eyes, he seemed to see everything, and there seemed to be nothing.

Faced with the attack of the strongest members of the Sang Ghost Clan, Lin Huang was not sad or happy, and he was silent, but he slowly took a step. The big sun that had shone on the Sang Ghost Clan for many years was blown away with a loud bang, and turned into the purest darkness and fell behind Lin Huang.

The entire Sang Ghost World was pitch black in an instant, and everyone exclaimed, "It's dark!"

It was dark, and the entire mulberry ghost world suddenly became dark. A blood rain suddenly fell in the sky, mixing in the darkness. It was impossible to tell whether it was blood or tears, but the rain fell extremely violently and suddenly rose, and I don’t know when it would end.

Countless sentient beings in the entire Sang Ghost Realm were all in great sorrow. Even though many people didn't know what was going on, they were inexplicably sad.

Because in the starry sky, when the sun is destroyed and when darkness controls everything, the strongest group of people in the Sang Ghost Clan, along with the will of the Sang Ghost Clan, were all destroyed in the darkness.

The entire mulberry ghost world began to tremble violently, with earthquakes constantly, and the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, just like the end of the world. Countless disasters came in the mulberry ghost world in an instant, sweeping all living beings, and no one could survive.

"What a devil!"

The body of the Saint Lord Liuhua is united with swords, and the sword energy is surging. Even in the darkness, the surging sword energy also outlines a scene of cherry blossoms blooming. It was the cherry blossoms in Hokkaido, and it was the last cherry blossom that the Saint Lord Liuhua has seen in his life.

"Goodbye, there will never be such cherry blossoms again."

The Saint of Liuhua sighed a long time, and the sword in his hand was annihilated in a daze. He stood opposite Lin Huang. The long sword in his hand had pierced Lin Huang's chest, but it was not covered with blood, and it was annihilated in a daze.

Lin Huang kept walking forward, passing through the sword of the Saint Lord Liuhua, the people of the Saint Lord Liuhua walked through the last blooming cherry blossoms in Hokkaido, and fell into the mulberry ghost world in one step.

The darkness was extremely brilliant at this moment. The rolling sins and curses turned into the strongest darkness, dragging the most beautiful things in the entire mulberry ghost world, and fell into the abyss of darkness together, completely sinking behind Lin Huang.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ultimate darkness instantly exaggerated the entire mulberry and ghost world, and came overwhelmingly. Wherever you pass, everything will not exist. The beauty, sweetness, and the world that you are reluctant to let go are completely sinking in this darkness.

The darkness has permeated every street in the Sanggui Realm, every couple, and every family. The quarrels, crying, and laughter are all completely frozen at this moment.

Just like black and white film, the entire mulberry ghost world and countless mulberry ghost tribes kept their current appearance. The memories of this moment were thrown into the darkness together and completely subsided.

Lin Huang's footsteps never stopped. He fell from the sky, stepped on the ground of the mulberry and ghost world, walked from the cherry blossoms in Hokkaido to the cold winter in Kyushu, and passed along the way, the tall buildings, low houses, prosperous, noble, humble, joyful, sad, bitter or happy, all fell into the darkness and never existed for a moment.

Darkness comes so fast that no one has time to say goodbye, and darkness comes so slowly that the sorrow, sweetness, and joy are still spreading and fermenting in the heart.

Goodbye, cherry blossoms in Hokkaido.

Goodbye, those sweets, those sadness, those beauty.

Goodbye, the Sang Ghost Realm.

Goodbye, the Sang Ghost Clan.
Chapter completed!