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The new-born Xue Luan flew around Si Qingyan, rubbing its neck against Si Qingyan's sleeve, very docilely.
¡°Since you are a phoenix, let¡¯s be a firebird.¡±
Si Qingyan signaled the Xue Luan to look for the meteor wind. It had turned into a fire attribute, and at this low temperature, bursts of white smoke were baked around it.
This one was obviously not enough. It made a clear cry toward the sky, and ice luanans from thousands of miles around gathered towards this place. With Si Qingyan as the center, the red flames quickly spread outwards, and the flying ice luan was swallowed by the red flames. Every inch of the icy blue feathers turned into blood. After being completely transformed, they flew in all directions, bringing up bursts of clouds and smoke.
The more doomsdays Si Qingyan swallows, the stronger his ability becomes, and it becomes easier to swallow other doomsdays at the same time. Even the composite doomsday has little resistance in front of him. Too many people died in the north, and they all turned into red butterflies and became a part of Si Qingyan.
And the water vapor evaporated by the flames was also absorbed by Si Qingyan.
¡¾Evoking the Doomsday-Icefield¡¿
¡¾Eroding the Doomsday-Bingluan¡¿
The ubiquitous, soul-devouring wind in the air swept towards Si Qingyan.
After Si Qingyan resurrected from the dead, his soul was constantly being burned by the undead demonic flames. The strength of his soul increased by more than one level. Now he is carrying thousands of creatures in the world on his own. Not a problem.
He is like a bottomless pit, and the wind that blows here never leaves.
He was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, flying in the wind, and his red clothes were fierce, like bloody fireworks.
Finally, the sky and the earth were silent, with no wind or snow.
The compound doomsday-Shuang Han was swallowed up by Si Qingyan one after another.
The ice field gradually shrank, leaving only the remaining ice ten miles around Si Qingyan.
The sky was filled with flying red butterflies, and occasionally there were Luan birds with gorgeous tail feathers burning with blood flames, which burned and distorted the space.
Si Qingyan sighed, and the red butterflies and blood-colored luan birds flew towards him, and fell into the red clothes he was wearing, turning into exquisite patterns on the clothes. The newly eroded Xue Luan cannot yet be integrated into his body, and the degree of integration is not high enough for the time being, perhaps because the main body of Ice Luan has escaped.
Although it does not possess intelligence, the Doomsday itself has its own behavioral mechanism. Since it has wings, it will not be a mermaid. The reason why the meteor wind did not escape was because there were red butterflies all over Cangya, sharing their senses with Si Qingyan. No matter where it blew, the red butterflies could detect and devour it.
If Si Qingyan hadn¡¯t done it himself, the main body of Bingluan would not have been swallowed by the red butterfly. Even if it tried to escape, it could not move faster than Si Qingyan's sword wind, and its neck and wings were cut off, turning into a shadow in the blood flames.
The ice and snow in the north of Cangya completely disappeared. But the ground was pitch black and extremely hard. The internal life was annihilated and it had become a dead place. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be frozen soil for thousands of years to come. The coldness that remains here will not dissipate for a long time. If there is a heavy rain, this place will still turn into an ice field, but it will lose the ability to annihilate souls and vitality.
Every world is like a fruit. The outermost wall is the shell. The sky, the ground, and the creatures are all flesh. The core of the world in the center of the earth is the core. Ever since the Doomsday began to invade, Cangya's boundary wall had become a decoration, and no matter how much it was repaired, it would be useless. Now the fruit pulp has been chewed hard. If this continues, even if all sentient beings in the world can survive, they will lose their living space.
Thinking about it carefully, these thousands of species are all delicate, some like the light, some are afraid of the cold, and have lost their inherent living environment. There is not one in a million that can adapt and survive.
"Junior brother, there have been heavy rains in Chaozhou for many days recently, and the country is thousands of miles of land and thousands of miles of wilderness."
"[The Death Land] is spreading outward again."
Lezheng Liyou is responsible for strategizing and has not rested for a long time. His eyes were slightly red.
"I understand." Si Qingyan nodded slightly.
"Junior brother" Le Zhengli stopped talking, but changed the subject and said:
"Senior Long is controlling the floods in Chaozhou. Wu Jiu and the seniors of the Si family are killing a new monster that has appeared. It should be the end of the world. It can swallow everything and turn it into sand. Then monsters will emerge from the sand and cannot be killed. We can only seal the sand."
"I will go there, senior brother, don't worry."
"Is there still hope for this world?" Lezheng Liyou finally asked.
"As long as there is one breath left, there is hope."
Suddenly, a soft sound fell into everyone's heart. People or monsters all looked up to the sky.
Above the sky, there is an invisible barrier, which is broken into thousands of pieces at this moment.
A burst of sadness spread in my heart.
&nnbsp;Not only that, even the flowers, plants, trees, birds and animals on the ground naturally disintegrated, turned into red butterflies, and became part of Si Qingyan's body.
At this moment, Si Qingyan's thoughts were so chaotic that he could hardly control his thoughts.
The Flesh Devourer lost his target and looked around blankly.
All living things are gone.
There is only one man in red left.
Cangya has long been unable to distinguish between day and night. The sun, moon and stars all hang in the sky, losing their original brilliance.
There are only rugged rocks, damaged palaces, and winding rivers of blood left between heaven and earth.
The only light source is those blood-colored demon butterflies that flutter their wings gently.
They exuded warm blood light and shot into Si Qingyan's body like sparks, setting him on fire.
The red dress was as light as nothing, fluttering in the strong wind, and the long black hair had already broken free of the jade crown and was flying freely behind her.
His pupils were no longer pitch black, but there were also flames igniting in them.
With great difficulty, he held the Flower God Sword in his hand and slashed out.
"Secret Technique¡ª¡ªLanyin."
Everything around him fades away, turning into black without any impurities.
The pure and innocent fragrance of flowers seems to wash away the soul. The silver sword light carries this fragrance and disperses it in the wind.
It was obviously a gentle wind, but it was vaguely exuding a strange fragrance and swept across the countryside.
The river of blood was blown away by the wind like foam, and the endless flesh-devourers like insects and ants also disappeared without a trace.
However, the crisis has not been resolved¡ª¡ª
The ground suddenly cracked.
The giant Si Qingyan once saw underground could easily tear apart the hard stone layer and break out of the earth.
Although it resembles a human form, its aura is similar to that of the Doomsday.
This is unprecedented. A humanoid giant who has gathered many doomsdays, with a glint of thought in his eyes.
"As long as I swallow this world, I can truly be born."
"A doomsday that is intelligent and autonomous."
"I will crush these heavens and let them become the nourishment for my growth."
"I will cut this avenue in pieces and only allow the doomsday to reign supreme."
An ax condensed in its hand, and it did not take the tiny Si Qingyan seriously.
The size difference between the two was huge. The giant looked at Si Qingyan as if he were an ant.
Instead, Si Qingyan chuckled, her eyes flashing with cold fire, she stroked the sword lightly and spoke calmly:
¡°Since ancient times, villains have died because they talk too much.¡±
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