The black dragon absorbed a large number of evil spirits, and its spiritual power increased dramatically. It squirted the fire of thunder into the barrier. The huge barrier created by the colorful bubbles instantly caught fire and exploded. They fell to the ground with flames, and the entire human world was trapped in a sea of ​​fire, and gray smoke rose everywhere. The barrier instantly disappeared. The sunlight in the sky pierced the realm, and the darkness between the sky disappeared, but another kind of darkness was spreading.

"How much evil have we committed..." Zong Lun also had the same suspicion as Kublai Khan when he saw the scene in front of him. He felt that the whole mystery was a huge pit, and how many innocent lives had been buried in the huge trap.

Kublai Khan never thought that he would come with expectation but ended like this. The current situation was unstoppable. He thought he had boundless abilities and could do whatever he wanted. But in the face of the current situation, he himself vaguely felt how small he was and how weak his power was.

People in the world think that the final mystery referred to by the five ancient treasures is what a magical treasure, the spiritual medicine that brings back to life, the immortal divine pill, and the power of the world. All the legends are broken one by one, leaving only a boundless sea of ​​fire on earth and a mess.

The colorful ball bubbles were shattered, the barriers were destroyed, and the black dragon that had absorbed a large number of evil spirits wanted to clear its concerns, and it focused its attention on Zong Zheng.

The destruction of the colorful ball bubble completely released the frozen power of Situ Xianjie. She woke up, and the slowly opened eyes made Zong Zheng's eager anticipation heart ignite again. He burst into tears excitedly, "Xian'er."

It was not a shout, but a hoarse cry, full of vicissitudes of life. At this moment, it seemed as if all the fatigue and all the pain of longing from the past disappeared.

More than ten years, those countless tormented nights full of expectations, turned into the joy of reunion after a long separation.

He experienced that kind of roller coaster-like heart several times a day, from hope to disappointment, and from disappointment to seeing hope again. At this moment, he finally settled down.

Xianjie opened her eyes, as she had no choice but to open the Nuwa Spirit Stone and frozen her before, she threw the hairpin out for a moment and hoped that her beloved brother would definitely save her.

However, time flies, Xianjie has been frozen for a long time and her face has not changed. However, her brother's temples are slightly white and his face is full of vicissitudes. He no longer has the youthful heroic spirit of the past. She can imagine the bitterness, suffering and vicissitudes of Brother Zheng in recent years. She couldn't help but stretch out her delicate jade hand to caress Zong Zheng's right cheek with deep affection. At this moment, Xian'er also shed a drop of hot tears.

"Xian'er, what did you give birth to?" Zong Zheng asked. This question lingered in his heart for countless days and nights. He asked almost tremblingly, with resentment, with heartache and helplessness.

Before Xianjie could reply, she saw the black dragon spitting flames at her and Zong Zheng in her pupils. She quickly got up and picked up the thing she had been holding tightly in her hand, a stone shining with colorful light.

The flames squirted straight up, but when Xianjie took out the stone, all the flames instantly frozen. The shape of the flames was clearly visible in the transparent ice layer, and in an instant they all shattered and fell like glass plates.

"What is this?" Zong Zheng asked in confusion. He had never thought that such a surging flame could be so frozen and shattered. I am afraid that Zong Lun and Tian Jizi next to Xian Jie were also confused.

"This is the Nuwa spirit stone, there is no time to explain." Xian Jie realized the urgent situation. She saw the Zhutian Sword in Zong Zheng's hand, and immediately took the Zhutian Sword from him and inlaid the Nuwa spirit stone in a recess in the hilt of the sword. The shape was slit. This situation reminded him of the five jade stones of the Five Elements Sword. Zong Zheng was more curious about Xian Jie's experience in the Golden Palace when he saw this situation.

When the Nuwa spirit stone was embedded in the hilt of the sword, the heat of the Zhutian Sword suddenly cooled down. Its sword body returned to its normal state, but a warm yellow light radiated.

Then Xian Jie grabbed Zong Zheng's hand again. She gently stroked Zong Zheng's arm with the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Zong Zheng's hand instantly cut a hole, and the dripping blood dripped towards the Nuwa Spirit Stone.

All of this seemed so confusing to Zong Lun and Tian Jizi. Perhaps this woman who was unsealed from the Golden Palace knew the real mystery! But at present, they all let go of their persistence in this mystery and quietly looked forward to the loss of composure to be calmed down.

The Nuwa Spirit Stone absorbed Zong Zheng's blood, and a strong cold light shone out. Zong Zheng's Tianmen point suddenly felt extremely painful, as if it was about to tear it apart. The strong light rushed straight into his body from Zong Zheng's Tianmen point.

Zong Zheng shouted in pain. All the true energy in his body surged. He could feel the blood in his body boiling. The floating true energy shook his head away. When the strong light entered his Tianmen acupoint, the pain disappeared. Zong Zheng gradually stopped the shouting.

Suddenly he felt that his body was extremely light and there was no real energy in his body, but there was an indescribable spiritual energy wandering in his body. Suddenly he had powerful spiritual power.

When he raised his head again and faced Xian Jie, his eyes became less tender. Only Xian Jie knew that what was standing in front of him was his true brother's body, and Huangdi's Yuanhun had moved from the Zhutian Sword to him.

Zong Zheng naturally took the Zhutian Sword from Xianjie's hand. Xianjie could see that there was no trace of himself in his eyes, only a surging murderous aura.

"Go! Brother Zheng, this is your destined mission as the son of Dragon Scale. I hope that after today, I will no longer be burdened by the son of Dragon Scale for the rest of my life." Xian Jie looked at the majestic brother Zheng in front of her and couldn't help but sigh,

Zong Zheng, who held the Sword of the Heaven, and with the Yuanhun of Emperor Huang, stood proudly on the top of the Golden Palace of Xuefeng Mountain. Facing the Black Dragon, he had no timidity, only a desire to conquer.

The black dragon sensed the power of the Nuwa Spirit Stone, and it also saw the Yuanhun of Emperor Huang. The scene of being sealed back then seemed to be yesterday. Whether it was angry or timid, it roared to the sky, and also looked at Zong Zheng fiercely.

Zong Zheng stretched out his left hand to overcome some of the spiritual power of the Nuwa Spirit Stone to Huang Long lying on the snowy mountain. Huang Long gradually recovered some of his physical strength and raised his huge head.

Heilong immediately took action, and Zong Zheng flew up the sky with the sword of the sky in his hand, flying towards the vast sky like a wind.

No one can fly so high and far. Zong Zheng's leap made everyone underground regard him as a god. Even Tianjizi and Zong Lun couldn't help but have doubts about such a world. They didn't know the existence of spiritual power at all, and they thought that martial arts cultivation was the highest level.

Huang Long also flew up the sky again, and the scene of Huangdi and Huang Long joining forces to fight against Hei Long reappeared.

Everyone saw this fierce battle in the sky that was hard to see through the ages. The ending was just like before. Zong Zheng defeated the Black Dragon with the help of Huangdi Yuanhun and Nuwa spirit stone and sealed it on the left side of the Xuefeng Mountain.

Huang Long was willing to be sealed again by Zong Zheng on the right side of Xuefeng Mountain. Huang Long and Zong Zheng's tacit eyes looked at each other and made people wonder why Huang Long was sealed together, probably only they themselves knew.

After the battle, Zong Zheng removed the Nuwa spirit stone from the Zhutian Sword and threw the Zhutian Sword and Nuwa spirit stone from the height of the sky. They transformed into shadowless with a strong light and fell again in the position they should be in the Golden Palace. Zong Zheng himself stretched out his right hand and took out the strong light from the Tianmen Cave. The strong light also transformed into shadowlessly and disappeared in the sky.

But in an instant, as if time had stopped, everyone had stopped thinking and actions, and only Zong Zheng floated down from the sky.

After this still time was pushed again, the world returned to normal, the Golden Palace of Xuefeng Mountain no longer existed, and only the vast snow mountain was left in front of us. Everyone seemed to have lost their memory, as if nothing had happened before. This memory disappeared with the disappearance of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Everyone's memory was forcibly washed away, and everything was restored to the normal world without spiritual power.

Zong Zheng took Xianjie quietly to Xuefeng Mountain. They took the "Return to the Swords" to a forest where there were people they cared about.

Zong Lun and Tian Jizi disappeared without a trace since then. Kublai Khan inexplicably cleaned up the end of Xuefeng Mountain with his broken memories.

Everyone felt like they had a dream, and they felt so real, but they couldn't remember the situation in the dream.

This is the ultimate mystery! Everyone is obsessed with intrigue, intrigue, and trying their best to get nothing more than a dream.

Afterwards, Kublai Khan searched for Zongzheng everywhere, but he was still obsessed with the final mystery, but he finally found Zongzheng and was unavailable until his later years, he received a document given to him by Zongzheng, titled "Long Yinque".

After reading it, Kublai Khan gradually let go of his obsession and ordered people to place "Dragon Inscription" in Changsheng Pavilion.
Chapter completed!