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All around us was the madly swirling sea, whose whistling noise greatly obscured everything.

In the darkness, I looked at the bronze mask on her face, and suddenly remembered the night she gave me the Heavenly Sword, and the jade tree on the Kunlun Immortal Terrace.

I also remembered the tunes she played: the moon is cold and the mountains are cold, and the cold river is green, who is the shadow going to?

Ten thousand zhang icy cliffs, snow lotus flowers falling, pieces like a rain of stars...

At this moment, there is still affection between me and her, and after returning to the ruins, we will be strangers.

Thinking of this, an uncontrollable feeling suddenly rose in my heart, and I reached out to stop her slender waist.

Murong Yuanrui was caught off guard and couldn't help panting, but he didn't break free, instead he took the initiative to embrace me.

"Xie Lan, hold me tight." Murong Yuanrui whispered in my ear with disordered breathing.

"Ah."

Hugging her fiercely, she hugged me in the same way, full of nostalgia and farewell.

The bronze mask on her face is absolutely unwilling to take off before she attains Tianzun. This mask is the bottom line between us.

Even if they can only hug each other, the depth of love is still intoxicating.

"Xie Lan, if I didn't know that I was destined to be the patriarch of immortality, I would really want to bear you an heir." Murong Yuanrui's voice was like a murmur in a dream.

Her words reminded me of the absurd scene on the Sansheng Stone, and it was thanks to Empress Jiuyou who thought of it.

On the Three Lives Stone, Murong Yuanrui regained his Gushe immortal appearance, and raised a pair of snowy and lovely children, all of whom are mine...

It's a pity that this heartwarming scene is destined to never come true, and I don't even know whether I should hate Empress Jiuyou or not.

If it wasn't for her, Murong Yuanrui and I wouldn't be sad about parting, but we wouldn't have the fate to know her either.

Murong Yuanrui and I hugged each other in the vortex of sea eyes, like saying goodbye to life and death.

Since ancient times, farewell has been a test of affection. Some people can't feel love when they are around, but only understand their hearts once they part.

Murong Yuanrui and I each had a heart to say goodbye, so we put in extra effort.

In fact, to end the chessboard, it is not necessary to have three ways to win the final victory, leaving only one way to last forever.It's a pity that the ancestors of the Demon Dao didn't even think about that matter back then, and I couldn't think of it even more.

Fortunately, it was not too late when I realized that there were other ways to crack the chess game.

I don't know how long it has been falling, but there is a light coming from below.

"The bright light below is the teleportation circle left by the Dragon Clan, which can directly lead to the world of Guixu."

Murong Yuanrui said that the East China Sea Dragon Clan has never given up on the exploration of Guixu, and the Dragon Clan explored the location of this place long before Guixu was born.

It's just that once you enter the sea eye, you can never return to the outside world, so no one knows the secret of returning to the ruins.

"Back then, the Patriarch of the Devil Dao entered Guixu and brought out a Golden Ao Island from it. How did he do it?" I asked.

"The patriarch of the Demon Dao is skilled in the sky, how can others compare with him." Murong Yuanrui said.

It's a pity that the method of the patriarch of the demon way can only reach the sky, but he can't conquer the sky.

In the end, he still couldn't escape the overturning hand of heaven, and he became Xiyi and returned to heaven and earth together.

After landing, Murong and I tidied up our clothes and stepped into the teleportation circle left by the Dragon Clan.

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Chapter 243 Goodbye Daozu

The teleportation circle is similar to a space wormhole, with the power to travel through time and space.

When Murong Yuanrui and I walked out of the teleportation circle left by the Dragon Clan, we had already arrived in the world of Guixu, and a vast and majestic aura rushed over us, and the aura was dozens of times stronger than the outside world.

I turned around and looked back, and behind me was a one-way teleportation void gate about a hundred feet high, which allowed me to return to Haiyan from Guixu.

At my feet is a thousand-foot-tall hall square, the square has a vast area, more than enough to accommodate 60 troops of two immortals.Right now, Humanity is camping on the west side of the square, Immortal Dao is camping on the east side of the square, and Yanhua and the others are waiting for me at the gate of the void.

"You've been dawdling for so long, do you want to give me an explanation?" Yanhua said to Murong Yuanrui coldly.

The latter smiled lightly when he heard the words, and without answering, he stepped forward along the white jade steps in the center of the square, and then I followed along with Yuhua.

Murong Yuanrui didn't stop until he reached the edge of the center of the square. At this moment, there were already many people standing here. The leaders of the human and immortal worlds were lined up on both sides.

Looking around, I saw that the ancient battlefield was full of death and resentment, and birds could not cross it.There are bones like a mountain of corpses all over the ground, including human bones and huge skeletons of giant beasts.

There is only one step down from the square, about [-] feet wide, and stretches down thousands of feet, connecting with the entrance of the ancient battlefield of all races.

Not only were the bones piled up on the battlefield, but the thousands of feet of steps leading to the ancient battlefield of all races were also covered with bones, and the white jade steps were stained red and black by blood.

It can be seen that the tragic degree of the war, the casualties are probably in the millions.

"Only by passing through the ancient battlefield of thousands of races below can we enter the hinterland of Guixu, which is the lost Great Desolate Continent." Xie Liuyun pointed down.

"Why are the Wanzu fighting here?" I asked.

"The reason is very simple. The prehistoric peoples are unwilling to be buried in the ruins. The void gate behind us is the exit from here."

Xie Liuyun said that the way of heaven only leaves life for one family, so ten thousand people will fight desperately to leave Guixu.

It is a pity that there is no winner in this war in the end, because there is a gatekeeper at the void gate, and the final winner can only leave after defeating the gatekeeper, but no one has ever defeated the gatekeeper.

"Where is the gatekeeper now?" I asked again.

"I don't know about that. What I told you is on that stone tablet, you can go and see for yourself." Xie Liuyun pointed to a black stone tablet not far away.

I walked over and carefully observed the inscriptions carved on the stele.

What is written above is the same as what Xie Liuyun said, this square is called Yunmengze Square, and Yunmengze is another name for Honghuang.

The steps leading to the ancient battlefield of the Wanzu are called the Hero's Road, and the abyss basin where the ancient battlefield of the Wanzu is located is called the oven abyss.

Obtaining is the meaning of selecting all living beings with heaven and earth as the furnace, good fortune as work, yin and yang as charcoal, and all things as copper.

Only the victors who can stand the test of the battle of the oven are worthy to embark on the road of heroes and return to the outside world in triumph.

Unfortunately, no one has returned since Honghuang was swallowed by Guixu.

The will of ancient gods and demons is sealed in the blood of prehistoric heroes, and those who are qualified to embark on the road of heroes at least have the combat power of the gods.

The gatekeeper who can block them all on the road of heroes has the combat power of Daozu level at the last time, and even stronger.

The stele mentioned the existence and duties of the gatekeeper, but did not mention the identity and origin of the gatekeeper.