The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

The Netherworld Mountain disappeared, the remaining thoughts of the Demon God dissipated, the black lotus slowly closed, shrank into a ball, and sank into the body of Kunpeng in Huai Yan's sleeve.

The voice of the system little dumpling sounded calmly.

"Congratulations to the host for destroying all the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Gods and gaining 2 billion points and 50 billion golden merits!"

Huai Yan was dressed in a fluttering red robe, his body surrounded by endless golden light of merit. He stood solemnly in the void like an ancient god, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The existence of Sikong Mingyuan is the most terrifying nightmare for the secular world. Now, he has finally eradicated the remnants of the Demon God in the lower world. The next step is to kill Shitian, destroy the Demon Star, and kill the Demon God.

Return peace to the world.

Huai Yan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his heart finally settling down.

All of this will end in the near future, so where will I go?

Will he repeat the fate of hundreds of thousands of years ago, or will he slay the Heavenly Demon God with the power of his invincible golden body, or will he return to the body of the ancient god Guixu?

Why has the ancient god Guixu always been sleeping in the distant river of time and space? Even when the demon god is wreaking havoc on the world, he has never appeared!

Is it possible...

Huai Yan was in a solemn mood. He suddenly looked up and stared into the distant void. His eyes were deep and distant, as if he could see through everything.

"Could it be that he sent the system to aid me..." Huai Yan murmured, his eyes complex and difficult to read, his mind in turmoil. Perhaps the Guixu Ancient God was worried that his reincarnation would meet with an unforeseen event, so he sent the cannon fodder system to assist him.

Huai Yan knew very well that the system had high hopes for him, and was even willing to use the power of its invincible golden body to protect him at all times and keep him safe.

But why hadn't he shown up during that fierce battle with the Chaos Demon Ancestor outside the Primal Chaos Void hundreds of thousands of years ago? Could he have overslept, or was in seclusion, or had something unexpected happened?

Huai Yan frowned, full of doubts.

Thoughts are like a horse that has broken free from its reins, galloping and dancing wildly.

Then he led everyone away from here.

The danger in the ghost realm has been resolved, and they don't need to stay here for long.

The Emperor of Youdu and the Emperor of Fengdu led all the ghosts in the ghost cave to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Huai Yan and others!

"We respectfully send off the God, the Hades, and the Lord Shura!"

The wind howled, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and countless ghosts prostrated themselves on the ground with pious expressions, their eyes filled with excitement, awe and gratitude.

Huai Yan raised his hand and signaled everyone to stand up.

Then he took Pluto, Asura God and Lu Qianqian and climbed onto Kunpeng's back.

Kunpeng flapped its wings and flew high, transforming into a stream of light. In an instant, it disappeared into the sky, leaving only the ghosts kneeling on the spot, their eyes following the direction they left.

Huai Yan stood on Kunpeng's back, overlooking the vast land of Youdu, with a hint of desolation in his eyes.

How did Acheng survive those dark, painful and gloomy years alone?

Huai Yan's eyes were slightly red, and a big hand tightly hugged her waist, holding her in his arms and gently comforting her.

The man was tall, mighty and strong, with long white hair hanging down on his chest, and he was extremely handsome.

"All seven of us are safe now, Yanyan, don't worry too much."

The low sound enters the ears, as if it has magic, making people relax.

Huai Yan was full of worries. He leaned on the shoulder of Shura God and briefly enjoyed the warmth.

When Shura God saw Huai Yan like this, he was a little surprised, but then he showed his doting attitude and hugged him tighter, as if he wanted to integrate him into his bones.

Lu Qianqian quickly covered her eyes and ran to sit on Kunpeng's tail. She could see that her fifth senior brother had a special relationship with the two men in front of her, and she was secretly happy for her senior brother.

At the same time, he became more determined to become stronger to protect his senior brother.

The best fifth senior brother in the world is the shining light that Lu Qianqian has been pursuing all her life.

She will give her all, cherish all these hard-earned things with sincerity, and do her best to atone for herself and everyone in Qingyun Peak.

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The man exuded a cold Shura aura, his momentum was majestic and boundless, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if containing the endless universe, which made people unable to help but be deeply attracted by it.

Huai Yan hesitated for a moment, then revealed a faint smile, put his arms around the man's muscular waist, and buried his head deep in his broad chest.

Seeing this, Hades became jealous. He glanced at Shura God and then ran over happily, trying to get a hug from Huai Yan.

Asura God's eyes widened in anger as he stared at Hades warily, his face tinged with disdain. "This is quite unusual today, Lou Fusheng. Where is the sculpture you used to hold?"

Lou Fusheng's face turned red all the way to his ears.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Emperor Feitian, you are in the Shura Path, and you attempted to sacrifice your lifespan, abandon your soul and body, and use your own Shura God body to integrate the Shura forbidden technique in an attempt to resurrect Ah Yan. But in the end, you also lost yourself. How can you still have the face to criticize me..."

"How did you know this? Could it be that you've been spying on me?" Di Feitian was terrified. His eyes gleamed, and he understood instantly.

This guy is one of my souls that split apart. It is not surprising that he can sense everything that happens to me.

The two of them were at loggerheads, neither giving in, like a needle against a thorn.

"Di Feitian, are you crazy? You are willing to sacrifice your entire lifespan to resurrect me with your body of the Shura God? If so, how will you deal with yourself in the future? Do you intend to become a lonely ghost from now on?" Huai Yan felt heartbroken, and all kinds of pain surged in his heart. He looked up, looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and showed no emotion on his face.

Di Feitian quickly hugged her and coaxed her softly, "Yanyan, I only wanted to save you at that time. I didn't think too much about it. Don't be angry. I won't dare to do that again."

Huai Yan sighed softly, his eyes felt slightly hot, and a layer of wet mist gradually filled his clear eyes.

"How could I blame you? I just hope that no matter what, you will always prioritize your own life and never do such foolish things again. Do you understand?"

Di Feitian nodded, but what he was thinking in his heart was that he had to protect Yanyan at all times and never let Yanyan suffer any grievances.

"Yanyan, don't be angry, I'm leaving now..." Pluto was afraid that Huaiyan would get angry, so he pouted in grievance, then looked back every step of the way, and left reluctantly. Finally, he squatted on Kunpeng's head, carefully wiping something with his clothes.

Huai Yan looked at the two men's cautious appearance, and his heart softened.

But then he thought about how Lou Fusheng had been holding his cold sculpture and desecrating it for a hundred thousand years, and he felt extremely ashamed and wanted to beat him up.

Perhaps I was overthinking it. Aside from hugging and kissing his own sculpture, Lou Fusheng probably hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. After all, he was the reincarnation of Taichu, so he couldn't be too shocking, right?

Huai Yan’s mind was full of random thoughts.

It just happened at this time.

Di Feitian was standing by, whispering in Huai Yan's ear and secretly reminding him.

"Ayan, this Lou guy isn't quite right mentally. He has some sort of fetish, no, necrophilia. Sigh, I don't know how to put it, but Ayan, you should stay away from him."

Huai Yan: ...

Huai Yan's expression was filled with despair.

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth instantly.

"Haha, no, not really!"

Di Feitian was dissatisfied with Hades, so he spoke out all the words buried deep in his heart.

"Ayan, Lou Fusheng and I have a shared perception... He can see through everything that happens to me, and I can also hear, see, and sense everything that happens to him. Even when we're practicing together, we can understand each other's feelings... Every day, that Lou uses the sculpture's mouth..."

"?" Huai Yan felt as if half of his scalp exploded, as if he was struck by thunder and the sky collapsed.

His face turned red, then colorful in a moment, and then he started coughing violently.

Di Feitian hurriedly patted his back and chest, comforting him from the side. Huai Yan's head was dizzy, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide. He pushed Di Feitian away, wishing he could bite the two of them to death.

Just at this moment, in the distant sky, there were bursts of dragon roars, and a huge dragon soared and rushed towards them.

Huai Yan was so ashamed and angry that he didn't even look at Lou Fusheng and Di Feitian. He instantly disappeared from the spot with Lu Qianqian and Kunpeng.