Chapter 897

The years treat me ruthlessly, and I repay the years with songs!

With this shout, he exhausted all An Bulang's understanding of the years.

This kind of understanding is positive, upward, and full of infinite hope!

The Suiyue Daohua and the Suiyue Tombstone collided at this moment.

The world became quiet at this moment.

Time, space, energy, life, everything is frozen and stagnant, only the years are intertwined and fighting!

This is not a pure collision of the divine way of magic, but a collision of some kind of perception above the truth integrated into the divine way.

Among other things, the four words above the truth alone are enough to make the world tremble, proving the horror of the two spells! !

The tombstone of Qiu Ming's years can bury everything.

He is confident that even if an immortal who can open up the world and create the way of heaven is here, he can bury it single-handedly.

It's a pity that he met An Bulang, this evildoer who doesn't play cards according to common sense!

Qiu Ming felt that he had set up a grave, and An Bulang could dance in the grave.

An Bulang is such a wave!

The collision and fight between the tombstone of Suiyue and Daohua of Suiyue erupted with unimaginable energy, which easily shattered the Dao, and the entire Dao of Primordial Origin trembled violently because of this, showing signs of collapse.

"Everything will pass away, and everything will return to nothing. Time proves that everything is meaningless." Qiu Ming said calmly.

An Bulang's eyes were firm, and he responded coldly: "My existence itself is the meaning!"

"Years will erase your meaning." Qiu Ming's life has withered to the extreme, but his aura is also extremely terrifying, forcing the tombstone of the years to crash into the strange world!

The tombstone of time released the dark power of time, covering and spreading, and the whole world was destroyed by the tombstone of time. Life is withered, matter is annihilated, and everything ceases to exist!

However, An Bulang released the immortal dao light, which was extremely gorgeous and vigorous to the extreme.

At some point, the Daohua of Suiyue landed on the top of the tombstone of Suiyue, swaying and shining brightly, shining brightly all over the world!

"Ka Ka Ka..."

There was a sound of cracking from the tombstone of the years, as if it could not hold on.

Qiu Ming's complexion changed, and he was a little absent-minded. He whispered to himself: "How is it possible... The years clearly represent death and nothingness. The primordial universe can't stop the years, and many emperors can't stop the years. Why do your flowers..."

An Bulang was shrouded in tens of thousands of brilliant lights. He was the god of the day and the fairy of the world, and he pressed his hand on the tombstone of the years.

His hand became withered in an instant, flesh and blood fell off, bones shattered, and then it seemed that his life would also fall immediately.

But the Dao Flower of Time is swaying, releasing an unprecedented brilliant light.

An Bulang's hand recovered in an instant, possessing the miracle of life, and his energy and spirit climbed to the peak!

"Nothing is impossible."

An Bulang grinned: "If I can sing in the years, I win."

The Dao Flower of Time bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

Love and hate parting, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, hatred, delusion...

All kinds of things in the world, all kinds of things in the world, release unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

Boom! !

The tombstone of the years has collapsed.

A dao flower crushed a tombstone!

The brilliant brilliance of Daohua replaced everything.

Qiu Ming vomited blood and fell to the ground, his face still full of disbelief.

"Even the flowers of the years should be buried by the years. The end of the primordial way, the end of all things... My understanding should be correct. Why can your flowers overwhelm the tombstone?"

Qiu Ming kept coughing up blood, his breath was sluggish, and he watched the young man come picking up flowers.

"Time is ruthless, no matter how gorgeous a flower is, it will eventually wither... I don't understand, I don't know where I lost..."

"That's because you don't understand life."

An Bulang looked at the haggard and lifeless Qiu Ming, sighed softly, and said.

"Life?" Qiu Ming stared blankly at An Bulang.

"Time can take away everything and bring the universe to an end."

"But when the flowers are in full bloom, it can't control it. People have birth, old age, sickness and death, but when people live seriously, it can't control it. When all things live out their own lives, time can't control it..."

"We are blooming, we are singing, and the years..."

An Bulang bent down, looked at Qiu Ming, and said with a smile, "It's nothing!"

Qiu Ming trembled all over, and those words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, as if some fog had been peeled away.

He looked at the extremely gorgeous young man, the young man whose spirit had climbed to the extreme, so dazzling and so yearning. Looking at my appearance again, my body, bones, and spirit are all rotten, and they are about to be buried in the soil...

Qiu Ming's eyes were flushed, and there were actually two lines of tears falling down.

He was laughing: "I get it...hahaha, I get it..."

"It turns out that it was you who really reached the end of Hongmeng... I didn't lose wrongly, I lost wrongly..."

An Bulang sighed softly: "People live forever, the world is impermanent, and the years are ruthless. I will sing a song. Parents and friends, you can sing a song. Friends meet and know each other, you can sing a song, seek the Tao, you can sing a song... "

The young man looked at Qiu Ming who was crying and laughing in front of him: "When you meet a respectable opponent, you can also sing a song."

He put the Flower of Time on Qiu Ming's body.

The flowers are blooming gorgeously and full of hope.

Even though it will wither eventually, it will live up to its splendor.

"Time can't take away everything, you and I are time."

An Bulang looked at Qiu Ming and said seriously.

With trembling hands, Qiu Ming tightly held the flower of time.

The flowers are extremely gorgeous, I can't tell what color they are, but they are extremely beautiful.

He recalled many things, he was born with great luck, and the purple energy swayed the star field. He has someone he loves, he has a respected teacher, he has formed a deep friendship with a group of friends, and he has a complete life.

He participated in the Ten Thousand Realms Grand Competition, and once shocked the Ten Thousand Realms, climbed to the Hongmeng, walked on the song, and was invincible all the way.

Fortunately, he also met his first opponent in this life.

Unfortunately, that was also his last opponent.

Qiu Ming was defeated. He originally thought that everything about him would return to dust with his death.

Until he saw the gorgeous flowers in front of him.

The Daohua of Time Dissipated, the petals fell and disappeared before his eyes.

No matter how perfect and beautiful things are, they will pass away, just like all living beings in the world.

Qiu Ming looked at the flowers drifting away in the years, but seemed to be relieved of something, looked at An Bulang, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

An Bulang nodded lightly: "Go all the way."

The battle has already come to an end.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the ending was so peaceful and the rhyme flowed so long.

Qiu Ming slowly closed his eyes, his physical body began to collapse and decay.

The years are merciless, he has overdrawn everything, everything in his body has turned into dust and dissipated into the world.

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Qiu Ming was defeated and died.

An Bulang stood where he was, looking at the empty space, feeling indescribably complicated.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, revealing the vigor and vigor that a young man should have.

He raised his head, looked at the vastness of the Primordial Dao, looked at the end point where no one could stand alongside him, and said with a smile: "Finally... I have reached the top!"