Isn’t Di Xing also worried about Hua Ziyun, but what can he do?

He knew Hana Ziyun's temper best. He must do what he wanted to do. No matter what the price was, even his own life would be spared.

Two lines of clear tears came from the eyes of this person who had lived for countless years. The pressure this child was under was too great.

The crimes of the Emperor's family, the faults of the Emperor's family.

It was not his reason, but why did he still bear it?

Not only the Emperor Xing, but also the other great saints and even the Fire Kirin were a little stunned.

Originally, he thought that Hua Ziyun used the power of the Heavenly Book to destroy the refining formation at the first time, but who would have thought that he wanted to resurrect those puppets? He could not understand why he did this?

Monkey King Sun Wukong also stopped and stared blankly at Hua Ziyun who was struggling in the sea of ​​thunder and fell into deep thought.

What exactly is he thinking?

Boom ~

When the last purple thunder struck, Hua Ziyun knelt in the air with her knees, her mouth was cracked and she smiled bitterly, "It's not over yet, it's not enough!"

"Enough! Please don't go on!"

With a thud, someone in the group of monks shouted loudly, and their eyes were red and kneeling in the air in the direction of Huaziyun, "You have done well enough. You can enter the clouds in this life. Even if you die here, I am content. If possible, let me bear this thunder for you.

Plop!

Another person knelt down in the air, looking at Hua Ziyun's back, which was almost scorched by the sky thunder, two lines of clear tears unconsciously poured down, "The god who cares about the world, if you die, there will be no god in the world!"

"Stop, you have tried your best!"

Hula!

Rows of monks knelt behind Hua Ziyun one after another. The lonely back that was so straight that it was indestructible convinced everyone's heart. They would rather die than see Hua Ziyun like this. For others, they did not care about their lives at all.

At this moment, the monks who were resurrected also understood what was going on. They knelt on one knee and lowered their heads deeply.

The young man in the sea of ​​thunder saved all of them back.

Shouldn't he bear this worship?

For a moment, most of the sky was covered with monks, with tens of thousands of people, and everyone was willing to do so.

He should accept this kneeling.

Hana Ziyun ignored her, just glanced at the gradually growing refining formation, smiled bitterly and picked up her pen and stood up again, "Since you refuse to come, then I will continue!"

As he said that, he wrote again from the Wordless Heavenly Book, "The Nine-tailed White Fox has no faults, so he should not have died here, he should have returned!"

Rumble ~

The purple thunder in the sky struck down again, instantly swallowing Huaziyun.

But this time he did not fall down, but continued to write in the endless thunder, because he realized the horror of the thunder. If he didn't speed up his pace, he might completely lose the opportunity to write.

"The refining array shouldn't exist, it disappeared like this!"

Every word he fell, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed under the bombardment of thunder, but Hana Ziyun still gritted her teeth and persevered. After writing the ancient and modern times, he had not written about the future.

The nine-tailed white fox gradually woke up in the arms of the nine-tailed heavenly fox, and the refining formation gradually dissipated in the muffled thunder.

The scene at this time is beyond rejoicing.

However, at this moment, everyone couldn't feel happy at all.

Even extremely heavy.

Those thunders almost destroyed the young man's body, but even though he was still shaking, he didn't know what thoughts he was trying to persevere.

Enough! Enough!

Almost everyone was crying anxiously in their hearts, and even the old monks who had lived for many years were red in their eyes. Just when they thought they had forgotten their tears and reached the state of bleeding but not crying, they were broken at this moment.

who is he?

Not only is the patron saint of Nanming, but this space owes him an explanation.

Is he trying to die to create a good future?

The fat man cried, Zhao Yi shed tears, Bai Li shed tears, Ye Wuhen and others all cried.

Compared with those monks, Hanaziyun is not only an existence they admire, but also their former friend.

Those thunders struck down, shattering their hearts.

The fat man sounded that when he first entered high school, he broke into the dormitory without saying anything, and gave him a bear hug without saying anything. It was at that time that he changed his destiny. He was originally going to go back to his hometown to farm, but eventually became a respected strong man.

Zhao Yi remembered the calmness he felt when he first met him, and the boy he was yearned for by countless girls. He still recognized him as the boss. Who would have thought that he would eventually be born and die on the Wuming Island with him, and finally, a beauty like Han Xiaoxiao who was hugging?

Bai Lisang also remembered the scenes of the past. Originally, he and Xiyang just fled to him to escape. In the end, the two not only gained new identities, but also achieved such achievements.

Ye Wuhen is even more so. He bypassed him twice, sacrificed his life to save him once, and said that he has always regarded him as a friend.

Hanaziyun, this sound is not too long, but it seems that they are all living for others.

In addition to his sister, he also bears too many responsibilities.

The love between friends, the grievances between various sects, the evils caused by the imperial family, and the scene of the destruction of the world now.

If he is willing to be more selfish, even if it is just a little bit, he can take his sister to live in seclusion, abandon his cultivation, give birth to children, live aged, sick and die.

But he didn't do that, and he couldn't watch the world be destroyed.

He can't, nor can he allow it!

"I have finished my friend's love, and I have paid back the debts of the Di family." A desperate voice came from the sea of ​​thunder, "But I'm afraid I can't have time to love the person I love. If I have the next life, I think I will choose to be a mortal and love her again!"

As he said that, the last word of the judge's pen fell.

Tens of thousands of thunders struck the sky, and Hua Ziyun was no longer seen. In addition to the intertwined sea of ​​thunder, there was naturally a wordless heavenly book floating in the air, where there was the future written by Hua Ziyun.

"The previous crime has been cleared, and the later generations are innocent. The Emperor's holy beast used to commemorate the times, and peace will be revealed in the future!

The judge took off his hand, and facing the sky thunder, Hua Ziyun finally couldn't resist it, and even his consciousness gradually dissipated, and his body gradually became empty in the sea of ​​thunder.

Just as he had given up, a reminder suddenly came from his mind.

"Ding, the blessing of the ** wish system, all the host's abilities have been improved by 100%.

"Sister, are you here..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!