In the endless darkness, the black wind began to blew up. Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his black eyes were cold and ruthless, and he looked at the only remaining head of Xingchen. The endless golden thunder was suppressed by his backhand.

In the depths of the invisible void, you can see a bell, a tower, and a banner of light gradually disappearing. The corner of the seal that wrapped around the entire vast and majestic heaven is disintegrating, and the majestic figures are rising majestic, with thoughts surging, infinite light, endless heat, creating immortality and showing perfection.

A perfect divine body made of gold revived from the heavenly court, trying to break the shackles of the seal and descend to the human world, but a black hand pressed silently on the broken seal, blocking all the way, and even the gods could not tear open the void and descend.

Xingchen's eyes turned, and the remaining head was slightly annihilated and weathered. Finally, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. He knew that he was powerless and had no strength to hold on until now. He raised his eyes and looked back with great attachment, wanting to see the starry sky outside the darkness.

He knew that outside the darkness, there must be two pairs of eyes watching him. Even if it is blocked by darkness and even if it is covered by fog, the two pairs of eyes must be behind him and never leave him.

Xingchen's last gaze stared at the darkness, as if he had seen countless pasts, those sweetness, sorrow, those growth, and those quarrels flashed through Xingchen's mind bit by bit.

One second was like a lifetime, everything flashed through Xingchen's mind, but it was a pity that it was still impossible to accompany them to complete this life. Xingchen sighed a long time, his consciousness was completely annihilated, and he fell into endless darkness.

The sad sigh seemed to blow the horn of destruction. Lin Huang slowly stood up from the devil's throne, and the endless darkness rolled. Then they all gathered in Lin Huang's body wildly.

Lin Huang's black hair flew up instantly, Lin Huang's expressionless face. The darkness and sin that swept across the heavens and all worlds were all stored in Lin Huang's body. Looking around, he looked like a black hole. Everything would be absorbed by Lin Huang, and even the light could not escape.

The whole world seems to be a lot empty, but it can't be seen, because Lin Huang is standing there, he is darkness. He is sin, he is a black hole, blocking all eyes, making people unable to know whether it is darkness or something behind Lin Huang.

After a hundred years, Lin Huang finally walked out of the darkness and appeared in front of the sword light of the Future Sword for the first time. All sentient beings in the heavens could clearly see that the darkness outside the sword light completely condensed into a person's appearance.

Black-clothed black hair and black eyes. He carried his hands on his back and walked out coldly. Step by step, the sword light of the Future Sword began to collapse inch by inch.

On the Divine Sword Mountain, Xinghe suddenly raised his head. He did not look at the petrified future sword for the first time, but looked at his mother. He saw his mother smiling slightly and murmured softly, "Xingchen, I'm here to accompany you."

The voice is very light and light, floating in the wind like catkins, just like her life, leaving with a smile in this sudden wind.

Xinghe didn't cry, his eyes were very calm. He watched his mother die quietly. He knew that his mother might be happy at this time, because of the road to death, how could she be lonely with her father's company!

The Galaxy could clearly see that the petrified future sword broke little by little, revealing the sword with colorful light and endless hope. The sword suddenly rose up and flew towards the sky.

There were not many surprises in Xinghe. At this time, he felt relieved. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, looked at Qiannan, walked over step by step, gently stretched out his hand, and held Qiannan's hand for the first time.

"I've wanted to hold it like this for a long time. I hope it's not too late yet." Xinghe spoke softly.

Qiannan laughed, laughing happily, grabbed Xinghe's hand with her backhand, raised her head with Xinghe, looked at the sky, and watched the darkness slam down.

"I am very happy to meet you in this life. It's just a pity that God didn't give us more time. But now, it's great."

Qiannan grabbed Xinghe's hand with force, and watched the sword light of the future sword hover and fell into the darkness. A pair of black hands gently grabbed the future sword. The hope and sin, the future and darkness were so harmonious.

Lin Huang's eyes were cold and cold, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his black eyes. Everything in the heavens and all worlds was in his eyes. He could see Xinghe and Qiannan holding hands, looking up, looking up, and smiling. This is not death, but liberation, but another beginning life.

Lin Huang slowly raised his hand and clenched it gently, as if he had held the entire heaven and the world. Everything instantly became dark, without any light, the whole world, from now on, from now on, from now on, from now on, from now on, from now on.

In the endless darkness, there were only two lights. In the depths of the darkness, there was a tall golden statue of god, filled with faith, invisible or touching, quietly watching the man who had completely sunk into the darkness.

Another light, hidden in the darkness, is a sword, a little sword light, even if it is obscured by darkness, it will emit the light of hope.

The whole world was dark, and in this endless darkness, the gods made of gold fell from the sky with incredible great power.

One incredible figure after another fell from the heavenly court, and these sealed gods finally came down from the heavenly court. Or it was not coming, but the heavens and all realms were completely destroyed, and the whole world finally revealed the truth. The gods standing outside the mirror were not still standing outside the mirror at this moment, but the person in the mirror finally wrapped all sins and darkness, broke the mirror and walked to the gods.

In the dark world, purple airflows were swallowed into the stomach by the majestic figures, and the breath became even more majestic, vast, like a divine body made of gold, standing tall and looking at Lin Huang coldly with broken golden eyes.

After a long time, it seemed that just one second later, the vast thoughts arose among the great gods made of gold.

"In the name of my thunder, judge your sins and give you death!"

"In the name of my heaven, judge your sins and give you death!"

"In the name of my jade, judge your sins and give you... death!"

Silently, a series of divine bodies with extreme majesticity rushed towards Lin Huang. Lin Huang had no expression on his face and looked indifferent. He just slowly raised the future sword in his hand and slashed down with one sword.

The sword light is silent, everything is silent, or the great sound is silent, and the great way is invisible. In the final battle, this battle against the gods, in the end, it abandoned all the fancy and sound, and just simply killed, losing, losing, and winning, standing up.

It is so simple that the future sword in Lin Huang's hand is not covered with blood, but it is swaying more and more. The light of hope becomes more and more intense. You can see the avenues intertwined into textures on it, allowing it to achieve supreme sharpness.

Lin Huang stepped on his footsteps and took a sword down. A god who looked down on his face was killed by Lin Huang's sword. It was so simple that if a survivor could witness the most tragic divine war in the history of the heavens and all worlds, perhaps it was impossible to imagine that the final divine war was like this.

It’s like an ant guessing what the person who kills countless ants will look like if he fights. Perhaps it’s not as great and immortal as he imagines.

Without the reference of the starry sky, even the stars, the world, and everything can be used as reference objects. Who can know how terrible the war that silently took place in the darkness is?

The sword that fell casually, the punch from the backhand, could destroy and create anything, no matter what, because in this war, the heavens and all realms have been destroyed, and no one has the luck to see this battle.

Lin Huang's hands were a little tired. It was hard to imagine that he would feel tired even when he was at this point. Of course, if your enemy was three thousand gods, then perhaps you would feel tired too.

Lin Huang fell with a sword, and the future sword was spotless. No god killed by him under the future sword, survived. All the Tao, together with the boundless divine power, was completely swallowed by the future sword, so the sword light of the future sword became even brighter and sharper.

A golden mace suddenly hit Lin Huang's body, and Lin Huang's body instantly dimmed a little. The deep darkness and sin seemed to be purified and annihilated in this attack.

But Lin Huang did not retreat, and he fell down with his backhand, killing a god with two golden horns on his head. The golden blood fell on the sword, making the sword light even more amazing and swept across the world.

But soon more magical artifacts were bombarded and killed Lin Huang. Lin Huang had no expression on his face and just walked forward step by step, waving the long sword in his hand. It was as if over the years, he had risen from humility and kept moving forward without looking back or retreating. No matter who the enemy he was facing, he had never retreated.

The path he chose was to kill people by blocking people, and the gods by blocking people. But the hand that waved the sword was a little tired. I don’t know why the sword fell, did Lin Huang also think of those simple ordinary happiness?

Waving that sword, Lin Huang would also wonder if he would be happier if he stayed and Si Wuya was the one who was there?

If that sword was slashed, would Lin Huang also think that if he had become a god and had been immortal for 5.6 billion years, he would have seen the clouds and winds lightly, the flowers bloom and fade, and all kinds of worlds flowing eastward, would he be even more lonely than he is now?

After that sword, Lin Huang's black eyes were calm and indifferent, just like the one I saw in the mirror at the beginning, I had never changed along the way.

ps: After thinking about it, it should be completely over within five chapters. I am working hard to finish it. In addition, there will be recommendations next week. In order not to waste recommendations, we will be one chapter a day in the past few days and the finale of Tuesday.

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