The flame burns in nothingness, becomes silent in nothingness, and dissipates in nothingness.

Wusheng Laomu, who is at the limit of heaven and earth, is indeed very strong in her thoughts, but after she integrated the white lotus that gathered the power of Shinto into the body of Wusheng Mother, half of her greatest support was eliminated.

The betrayal of Mother Wu Nian made up for the other half.

Faith is the most unshakable thing, but also the easiest to be shaken. When you find that the person you have placed all your hopes on is not as omnipotent as you thought.

As the doubts continue to deepen, an unspeakable anger will emerge in my heart.

The White Lotus Sect has existed for an unknown period of time, and the Holy Mother of Wu Nian has lived for an unknown period of time. The moment she had doubts, she realized that her many years of life were almost worthless when she thought about it carefully.

She didn't know why she continued to live. Is it just for the non-existent empty hometown, or for this inanimate old mother who was overly deified by her, but was actually just a stronger practitioner?

Under self-denial, she developed strong self-destructive emotions.

From the moment she stepped into the Creation Mountain, she had no thought of living. A hint of regret emerged in her heart, which made the smile she showed in the blazing flames seem much more real.

Perhaps only in this second could she truly live for herself.

The realm of true nothingness is constantly compressing, accelerating the annihilation of the separate thoughts of the Virgin Mother and the Inanimate Mother.

Until the black hole on the second battlefield disappeared, leaving only a point of light.

The evil body Lin Mo died, and he also gambled his own life, but death to him was just three days of sleep, so he was willing to die.

At the same time, on the Creation Mountain.

Lin Mo let out a long sigh of relief, with a flash of paleness in his eyes from time to time, and said with some regret:

"The Shinto inheritance of Fennian is not complete, but the remains of the corpse contain huge Shinto rules.

Huh? This is really interesting."

The small squares belonging to the second battlefield have disappeared, and all spectators are in a fog. Those who disappeared in the realm of true nothingness will not have their traces of existence restored.

The place where Mother Wu Nian died was in Lin Mo's inner universe, which means that her last mark cannot be returned to the main world.

But what surprised Lin Mo was that a white lotus broke out from the light spot, with a faint breath of life hidden on it.

"It's not the Wu Sheng Mother. She would not choose to survive in this way because of her pride.

Besides, it’s just a passing thought, and its value to her is not as good as the face she will lose if she loses this game.”

Meng Qi glanced at Bai Lian and said calmly.

Lin Mo nodded slightly and looked into the void. He saw a black hole emerging. The figure inside bowed his hand to Lin Mo and then disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already standing on the second battlefield that was gradually collapsing. He stepped forward step by step and carefully placed the white lotus in the palm of his hand.

Perhaps sensing the familiar aura of this person, the petals of the white lotus trembled slightly, conveying an extremely weak but full of joyful emotion to the visitor.

With a heavy sigh, the man disappeared into the black hole again with the white lotus.

"Do you think you won or lost this battle?"

Faced with Meng Qi's sudden question, Lin Mo replied:

"I don't care about winning or losing, as long as the final goal is achieved. The Shinto rules I need most have been analyzed by Wuqi Yuantai. Even if the evil body dies, I will still win."

Meng Qi nodded and then looked towards the first battlefield:

"So, do you think you won or lost this battle?"

At this moment, three minutes had expired. Su Xin threw the blood-stained ball high into the air, and the figure disappeared directly.

But when the sword fell, no one held it.

At the same time, a figure as tall as Zun Huangtian appeared. Between the two giants, the blood-stained figure looked like an inconspicuous little red dot.

The next second, Ba Lie's fists exchanged blows. The spectators thought it was an evenly matched situation, but they saw Zunhuangtian retreating ten feet away.

"I have everything you have, and I have everything you don't have.

Next, how do you win?"

After punching out, Lin Mo, the good person who transformed into Pangu's true form, took a breath and spoke slowly.

Zunhuangtian smiled indifferently: "It's painful, it seems that your situation is worse than mine."

The spectators didn’t know why, but Huan Cangyuan felt the same and said:

"You only see how powerful the bloodline is, but you ignore that the stronger the bloodline, the greater the burden on the body.

For example, if my Yinglong demon body remains in its true form for a long time, it will be immersed in the pleasure of destruction.

And the pain that Pangu's blood must endure is probably even more incalculable."

"But... how long did Zunhuangtian maintain the true form of Pangu..." The question he just raised was stopped in the middle of the sentence.

After all, he was Zun Huangtian, an alien who regarded his own beliefs as more important than his reputation and life.

At this time, cracks appeared on Shan Shen Lin Mo's body, and hot blood flowed out. The moment it dispersed in the chaos, it turned into a strange mist.

Under the cover of this mist, Shanshen Lin Mo did not say much, but engaged in close combat with Zunhuangtian at an extremely fast speed!

The powerful fist pressure continued to destroy everything around him. Just when the mist dissipated, it was covered by the blood mist that appeared on his body again!

After a fist fight, Zun Huangtian was knocked away, but Shan Shen Lin Mo's right arm exploded completely!

"This is indeed your bloodline. At least I can't fully control it now, but you should have reached your limit."

Zunhuangtian didn't answer, he just lay on his back in the void, wrapped in chaos, breathing heavily.

Bang!

There was another explosion sound, this time it was Shan Shen Lin Mo's left arm, but the spilled blood did not turn into mist. Instead, it used the power of the explosion to form a strange storm!

As soon as Zunhuangtian stood up, he was enveloped by the storm, and at the same time, a little red light was instantly submerged in the storm.

The tall figure fell down again. He did not rush to recover, but panted and said:

"It's really ironic. The one who lost in the end was the Demon Lord's Avenue of Disaster. It must have been the Black Sun Wind Disaster."

Then Zunhuangtian touched his forehead, and there was a tiny red dot there, which was the blood that had sunk into his eyebrows.

"In the end, your goal was achieved, and my blood became the nourishment for this sword."

Shanshan Lin Mo's condition wasn't much better. Activating Pangu's real body actually caused him to push himself to death.

"What I need is never your blood, what that sword longs for is your selfless wish.

I should have reached my limit, and I will give you a promise that as long as I am still alive, there will be no more natural disasters and demonic waves in the demon world."
Chapter completed!