"Okay, everyone."

Everyone was still immersed in the fact that the Taoist Palace Master actually self-destructed, and that the Eight Masters were hit by the previous sound.

The figure on the ruins paused for a moment. Without any surprise or unnecessary thought, he just held the sound transmission stone and spoke again:

"Thank you for your favors and fates, and for observing my great gift in the void."

"Now that the ceremony is over, you can't see the rest, so there's no need to stay here any longer."

"I won't send it."

What does it mean not to send?

In all the holy wars, there are very few people who can survive at this time.

Not only do they have extraordinary combat capabilities, they must also have special means of preserving their lives.

At a glance, in the dilapidated kingdom of giants, there are moving pieces of corpse flesh, floating soul bodies, Ying Chuo's Taixu will... they are all there.

But those with complete human form are almost invisible.

Hearing the sound at this moment, all those who survived the disaster were trembling.

Does this mean they are going to be silenced collectively?

After all, he can't survive the post-war liquidation of the Eight Masters. Isn't he going to let everyone live?

But everyone obviously overestimates their position in someone's mind.

Ants crawl, die in the path, and live by the path.

Bazunzun didn't pay attention to these people at all, but looked at the water ghost after finishing speaking.

"Let's finish it."

The water ghost turned his palm, and the door to the second side lit up.

"Buzz!"

Under the ruins of the Palace of Sin, in the dark palace, the Dao lines belonging to the forbidden law barrier disappeared bit by bit.

There was a loud bang, but in an instant, there was a loud explosion under everyone's feet, and a figure flew out.

He was an extremely young man, covered in water vapor, and his face and naked body were obscured by the water ball.

But when everyone looked up, they saw another water ghost.

"The secret formation of water system..."

Yes, as soon as the young man in the water polo appeared, a brilliant formation of secrets spread out beneath his feet.

The humidity in the air is increasing and it has become extremely humid.

"Tick-tick-tick..."

Soon, raindrops fell from the sky.

It's just that the raindrops are not ink color, but the color of normal water.

Only then did everyone seem to know who this young man was.

"The leader of the Spiritual Department, Yu Lingdi!"

Yu Lingdi never thought that he could actually break the restrictions in the dark palace with his own physical strength.

Once the seal was broken, he flew into the sky in anger, just looking for the man who had dealt a heavy blow to him.

He couldn't recognize what he had thought and thought before.

He urgently needs a positive answer from the person involved.

But before finding this answer, he had more important things to do.

"I was replaced by him."

"That person must have lurked into the Holy Temple, and he might even secretly plot against Rao Yaoyao and others..."

At this point in his thoughts, Yu Lingdi froze in the sky, as if he had turned to stone.

What did he see?

As far as I could see, the land was devastated.

The ancient buildings of the giant kingdom that reached the sky in my impression are no longer there, and only a dilapidated post-war rubble remains.

If he hadn't known that he was still in the Sin Palace, Yu Lingdi would have even thought that he broke the seal and accidentally broke into a certain other-dimensional space world and witnessed some ancient battlefield.

Here there is a flow of blood and corpses, and a corrupted holy will.

Even the traces of power beyond the semi-saint are criss-crossed and clearly audible.

"This is...the Palace of Sin?"

When I first landed on the island, I saw the beautiful scenery of the giant country with ancient history, leisurely scenery and beautiful pictures, and the image of dilapidated ruins at this moment, flashing back and forth in my mind, one by one.

Yu Lingdi felt that he had been asleep for a century. When he woke up, the world had changed, and things and people had changed.

His secret formation diagram penetrated into the Avenue of Water, and through the water remaining in various places on the Void Island, he could glimpse the miserable scenes in other directions.

The broken Fallen Abyss, the Netherworld Ghost City upside down, the collapsed Holy Execution Ground, the Sleeping Valley without mountains and stone giants, the Blood Realm split by a sword, the dried green marsh, the Miracle Forest with all the ancient forests,

The dilapidated and fireless Juejiu Fire Territory, coupled with the Sin Yi Palace that has turned into rubble and rubble at its feet...

The Nine Jedi are all gone!

Did holy wars or imperial wars take place here?

Is this the outer island of Void Island, the place I am familiar with?

Yu Lingdi froze high in the sky and could not wake up for a long time.

Seeing this, the water ghost not far away took a step forward, put his hand to the center of his eyebrows, paused, pushed his wet hair back, and said with a chuckle:

"Long time no see, my child."

This voice... Yu Lingdi suddenly turned around and saw the man with a shadowy figure that he had seen after being hung on a totem pole in the holy execution ground and entering such a mysterious dreamland.

It was also him who caused him to be banned as soon as he entered the Sin Palace, and all subsequent actions were stopped.

Instead, he used his status as the leader of the Spiritual Department to achieve certain conveniences.

But this time!

The figure no longer resembles the lake, nor is it half covered by the golden beast's face.

He is so real, standing quietly on the other side of the sky, just like watching himself training outside the martial arts arena as a child.

"Father..." Yu Lingdi opened his lips and teeth, his face became ferocious, his eyes were about to burst, and he let out a roar that resounded throughout the world:

"Yu Mo!

!”

The sound was so loud that it turned into tangible waves that could be seen with the naked eye, almost knocking over all the eight acquaintances.

Xu Xiaoshou could hear clearly the strong and complex emotions behind these two words, anger, complaint, love, hatred, longing, suppression, joy, pain...

"Wow!" Xu Xiaoshou shook his head, his eyes blazing with gossip fireworks.

He glanced at Yu Lingdi who collapsed in the wind, then at Yu Mo who was carefree and carefree, looking back at his son with blood and tears, and then at Yun Dan Fengqing's father.

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed Lei Xi'er's hand and clapped it, marveling:

"Wonderful!"

“It’s really wonderful!”

"I would like to call it a world famous painting."

After the genius, the secret of father and son, the void passage, ruthless deception, drunken life and death, the only survivor...

As an outsider, Xu Xiaoshou could certainly see the good intentions of the water ghost in setting up the trap.

Don’t you see, after one game on Void Island, the entire Holy Temple collapsed.

No. 2 died, Yan Wise died, Rao Yaoyao died, Dao Qiongtian self-destructed, and the Holy Emperor's thoughts were captured.

There are too many nameless people in red clothes, white clothes, six-part first-person seats, etc., and most of them are gone.

Du Du Yu Ling Drop is intact!

From the consequences theory, everyone can see that this is the heavy fatherly love of the water ghost!

But this love, if you think about it carefully, is a bit too heavy.

From the perspective of a son, Yu Lingdi did nothing. He was the Holy Temple's stand, but was ruthlessly used by his father until the end of the war before he had to come back. After he came out, all his descendants died.

How should he turn around?

How should he face it?

No one can accept this situation, and they don’t even dare to think about it. They can only treat it as a nightmare and try their best to forget it, but they can’t do it anyway, right?

Yu Lingdi clearly wanted to say something, but the corners of his lips trembled and trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say anything.
To be continued...