The fiery red alchemy cauldron stands like a volcano in the mist. It is huge, coquettish, and magnificent. Its eye-catching colors turn the mist into a stage for placing artifacts. It stood quietly, overlooking the debris flowing below its feet. Those fragmentary things are the mythical beasts that were huge enough to carry the world before. Those huge mythical beasts are now so small under Ding Zu. First of all, this alchemy cauldron is so huge that the mountains and seas are not worth mentioning in front of it. Another reason is that the divine beast has become smaller. Since entering the fog, the divine beasts have been getting smaller, and the divine soil behind them has gradually shrunk, losing the prosperity built over many years, and getting closer and closer to the truth. If it sounds good, it is true, and if it sounds bad, it is wild. The prosperous civilization has been scattered, the lush vegetation has withered, and only the sacred soil and sacred beasts are left. Elements that have existed since the first patching of the sky exist silently. Under this situation, the divine beasts and the main god were of course unwilling to give in, and they also took many measures to struggle hard, but judging from the fact that they now appeared at the foot of the Alchemy Cauldron in the form of almost ants, they all failed. The good point is like water thinking about returning, cutting off the time node between the world and the divine world, allowing the prosperity of the past to be sealed in the past forever, but the bad thing is really just the sadness of helplessly falling flowers. A god who cannot even protect his own world is considered incompetent, but under the power of the Human Emperor, what can be done? Who knows how many main gods went from despair to numbness, and how many main gods tried to struggle and were executed by the Human Emperor. Anyway, those who finally came under the alchemy cauldron were a group of shaped beasts. There are not many such mythical beasts, there are probably more than ten, and there are also a small bunch gathered from the wide ocean to the end. But such a bunch of beasts are already a drop in the bucket compared to the almost ubiquitous beasts that were fighting at sea in the past. They are even a drop in the bucket compared to the assassins who were hidden in the fog and were always ready for sneak attacks. Out of ten thousand divine beasts, not necessarily one can reach the other side of the fog, and out of ten who enter the fog, not even one can reach the Dan Cauldron. This elimination rate is truly astonishing and cruel enough. Although the remaining mythical beasts have strengthened themselves, they are actually exhausted physically and mentally. The question is, is this enough for the Human Emperor? The beasts stopped at the foot of the tripod, silent. There are people of the same kind all around, people of the same kind with powerful auras and the smell of blood. If they met by chance in the mist, they would have been caught and killed, but now they are as quiet as docile lambs, as tired as old mules and horses, half submerged in the water, waiting for the final result. With a soft sound, a ball of flame burned from under the alchemy cauldron. For the Alchemy Cauldron, the flame is only half as high as the tripod's foot. When the flames leap up and touch the lower part of the cauldron, it is not considered a fire. But for the mythical beasts as small as a bean, the fire is Just like the wild beasts in the forest, when they see the sweeping wildfire, they can only be frightened and flee in all directions. However, they are even more unfortunate than the beasts, as they have no way to escape. Although the flame is huge, its color is surprisingly pure. It does not have the weirdness of various strange fires, and it cannot even reach the color of "pure green". It is like all fires in wood, red inside and yellow inside, burning with pops and pops. If Meng Shuai were here, he would definitely shout: "Fire!" At the end of the sea in the Water Mirror Realm, he had also seen Yuan Huawen light a ball of fire from the alchemy cauldron, which was very similar to this ball of fire. But compared to this fire, that flame is not even the fire of a firefly. The flames were burning, and countless phantoms flashed through the firelight, hazy, but the general idea could be seen, like a movie blurred by the focus. The heaven and earth were first divided, the sea and the sky were separated, Mount Buzhou rose, the Emperor created man These scenes flashed in the firelight, with a majestic momentum that far surpassed all movies. Because they are ancient chronicles that really happened and are the source of history. Even if they are shrunk in a ball of fire, even though the gods and beasts are depressed and depressed, they can still create a shocking effect. After the scenes of ancient miracles, the flames changed, the atmosphere took a turn for the worse, and disaster suddenly occurred. Through the light of the fire, I saw the sky falling apart and the earth cracking, fire and thunder coming to the world, the world was in chaos, and all life was in ruins. The people were wailing, the beasts were running away, and all living beings could not escape the catastrophe that was sweeping through them and were devoured The playback in the flames has extraordinary appeal. Although the divine beasts could not protect themselves, they all felt the same and even shed tears when they saw this situation. Their main gods were also infected, and their grief was uncontrollable. Suddenly, a holy light fell from the sky. The god held the alchemy cauldron in his hand and faced the sky leakage directly, blocking all living beings. That¡¯s the Human Emperor! The Human Emperor landed, his elegant clothes gently covering the sky. She didn't say a word, and she didn't even have any unnecessary expressions, but she could still see her compassion and holiness. She waved her hand, and colorful stones fell from Buzhou Mountain and fell into the alchemy cauldron. Flames rose and colorful clouds rose. A colorful stream of steam rises towards the cave.Go. This scene is so sacred and beautiful that the gods and beasts are almost intoxicated, and their hearts of worship rise spontaneously. However, the loopholes in the sky seem to be too big. That layer of colorful stones seemed far from filling up the bottomless pit. More and more rocks were falling on Mount Buzhou, and it was gradually crumbling. Seeing the landslide, with no way to save it, the Human Emperor's face, full of compassion but also indifferent, finally showed a different look. She frowned, as if thinking, and suddenly her brows widened. She reached into her sleeve, and when she took it out, she already had a sharp blade in her hand. Does she want to No! A cry came from the hearts of the gods, the same idea was so clear that she wanted her to hurt herself, why not die! This thought, which would never have been thought of by the gods before, is now so clear. There was even a commotion among the mythical beasts. Some mythical beasts spontaneously moved closer to the fire, as if they were willing to throw themselves into the flames, just to save the gods in their hearts. However, the blood still flowed down. The Human Emperor's blood was red, but it was different from that of mortals. There was a sacred golden color in the red, and every drop was like a holy object. Every drop of blood seems to be crushing the heart of the mythical beast. Unknowingly, drops of tears drip from various huge eyes and roll into the ocean. "No" A moan sounded from Shui Sigui's mouth at the same time. As the main god, he already shared the senses with the turtle, and only transformed into a body in a small space in the center of the Water Mirror Realm to watch the situation. That body is not his true body, it is a collection of his will and emotions. It is not considered his soul or spirit, but it can reflect his state. At this time, Shui Sigui's illusion was pressing against his forehead in pain, constantly resisting the changes in his emotions. From the moment the flame scene was shown, he felt that something was wrong with his mood. There were external factors interfering with his emotional changes. This kind of loss of control was unacceptable to him. He kept fighting against the interference, but he was already in danger. Because just now, when he saw the scene of the Human Emperor hurting himself, this idea flashed through his mind. To protect her safety, even if he died for her, it would be worth it to be broken into pieces. Shui Sigui¡¯s remaining sense told him that this was a sign of danger, but he couldn¡¯t resist and could only feel deep pain. "MasterMaster?" A calm voice came. Like cold air blowing into his hot heart, it immediately opened a crack in his sanity. "Meng Shuai?" Shui Sigui turned around in shock, only to see Meng Shuai standing beside him at some point. "Why are you here?" After the shock, he became furious. Shui Sigui felt that he had never been so angry before. He was so angry that he trembled all over and turned around like Meng Shuai, "Nie Zhan! Who asked you to come? What did you do? "Come in?" But it was all in vain. His hand passed through Meng Shuai's body, as if he were in two different worlds. Shui Sigui smiled bitterly. He remembered that he was no longer his real body. Affected by the mist, he finally became one with the turtle. At this time, it was just a ball of illusion. How could he catch Meng Shuai? At a closer look, Meng Shuai seems to be an ontology, and his body's edge boundary is also very vague, but Meng Shuai is more like a spiritual incarnation than the collection of emotions. From this point of view, Meng Shuai should still be in the time barrier. Shui Sigui felt a little more comfortable, but still shouted in a stern tone: "Go back, is this where you came from?" Meng Shuai's look Calmly, he didn't seem to hear Shui Sigui's words, but he seemed to have heard them, and he didn't care. He said quietly: "I will go back in a while." Shui Sigui then said urgently: "Go back now. Why did you come out?" Meng Shuai said: "I feel something in my heart, come out and have a look." He said it so plainly, without a trace of emotion. Shui Sigui felt shocked and couldn't say another word. At this time, Meng Shuai said: "Master, can't you restore it?" Shui Sigui tried his best to use a calm tone and said: "Who knows? I used to have a one-two-two-one relationship with the turtle, but now Complete integration is the right way. Besides, how can I maintain such an incarnation?" Meng Shuai looked at him quietly and said, "You will die if you do this." Shui Sigui raised his lips slightly and said, "Shen Zhou. Qianfan passed by, what are you afraid of? Aren't you still here? Besides, I won't necessarily die. It depends on whether Dan Ding can do anything about it. " Meng Shuai's eyes seemed to move when he heard this. But upon closer inspection, his eyes were unusually cold and devoid of any sadness. Shui Sigui always felt that this look was very familiar. Suddenly, he was startled when he remembered why Meng Shuai's look seemed familiar to him, and there was something akin to the human emperor in the phantom. He had mixed feelings. Meng Shuai was in the time barrier, and outsideOne year, I don¡¯t know how many years have passed inside, who knows what he has experienced inside, and he has become like this. As Meng Shuai grew up, his temperament became more and more stable, but the cheerful and casual nature was still there. It was definitely not like this. He had turned into a completely godlike face. Although Meng Shuai can be said to have grown up, he is no longer Meng Shuai. Shui Sigui cannot come back, so how can the former Meng Shuai come back? "So, this is the last time you and I meet." Meng Shuai said, slowly sitting next to him, "I'm here to accompany you on the last journey." (To be continued.)