Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 864 Self
Xiao Yan had a not very good dream.

The earth is desolate and the sky is fallen.

The fighting spirit is exhausted and the demonic energy is rampant.

The stars and the moon are dim, and the sun is dark in the sky.

Demons are dancing wildly and all lives are in ruins.

Among the many reincarnations of the ancient Bodhi tree in the past, this was also the scene that left a particularly deep impression on him.

Xiao Yan knew very well what this meant.

If they were defeated at this point, I'm afraid the final outcome of the Douqi Continent would not be much better than what I have seen.

Xiao Yan, who had already seen this ending, naturally would not accept this glimpse he had once had during the many reincarnations of the ancient Bodhi tree.

...ancient Bodhi tree?
...reincarnation for hundreds of lifetimes?
No, maybe it’s not just that anymore.

At least in this world, what the Dou Di can do is naturally much greater than what Xiao Yan had imagined and guessed at the beginning.

For example, when you look back at a certain time, you get a glimpse of a certain possibility. Although it is not as real as the personal experience of the ancient Bodhi tree's reincarnation for hundreds of generations, it is never a false illusion or self-deception.

For someone like Xiao Yan, who has personally experienced all these reincarnations, it is naturally quite easy to understand.

When he realized this, Xiao Yan naturally realized that this was not a dream, but a glimpse of the future that he had involuntarily caught after meeting the Soul-Devouring Saint King and fighting him. Or to put it in a more rigorous way, it was one of the possible endings.

Even though he hates it.

But no matter how much he hated it, the fact was still the fact. After walking together for so many years, even if he didn't like her that much, Xiao Yan wouldn't lose his temper because of it.

——Since you hate such an ending, then what you should do is to avoid it.

Such thoughts not only surged in his heart like the sound of the tide, but also echoed in his ears.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but look back subconsciously. As he looked away, the broken earth in front of him also flattened from a real world into a blurry and no longer real projection.

And the figure glimpsed in those dark red peaceful eyes naturally reflected a very familiar figure, a figure that he could see every time he crossed the water and the mirror.

It’s just that the color in the other person’s eyes seemed to be much heavier and gloomier than his own.

Xiao Yan would not regard the other party as a fake because of this insignificant change, nor did he think that there was anyone who could do such a thing to himself who had achieved the level of Dou Di.

If it were Wan'er, she would definitely try every means to wake herself up, and if it were the Soul-Devouring Saint King, he would probably choose to physically destroy himself directly. Why would he go to such lengths?

If it weren't for him, people like Gu Yuan would naturally be even more impossible.

The soul of the Emperor Realm and the soul of the Dou Emperor are not two different things. This is what Xiao Yan understood only after he broke through the Dou Emperor realm.

And if all these possibilities are ruled out, the only remaining possibility is naturally the restlessness of my soul as the Dou Di, right?

After all, the only one who can have a spiritual impact on the Dou Emperor is himself.

"...failed?"

Xiao Yan looked at himself in front of him and couldn't help asking. However, such straightforward words made Xiao Yan frown, as if he had been poked in a sore spot. However, he still shook his head and said, "It may not be considered a failure, but it is also an overly painful price."

"Some costs are destined to be irreparable even if you achieve the final victory. That's it."

"That's it..."

Xiao Yan murmured softly subconsciously, but then glanced at the light screen that was like a slide show. Everything in front of him underwent another huge change.

However, what he saw this time was not the scene where only broken walls and ruins remained as before, but a massive battle between two emperors. Although the intensity and scale could not compare to the fight with the Soul-Devouring Saint King that he had just experienced, it was indeed a true battle between two emperors.

He saw myriad fires submitting to him and gathering into the Emperor Flame and the Eternal Ruler of Strange Fire, just as before, but the enemy blocking his way was not the Soul Devouring Saint King of the Soul Devouring Clan, but an ambitious Soul Clan warlord who had already died at their hands.

There was no trace of demonic energy in that piece of heaven and earth, but Zhongzhou still suffered unimaginable disasters because of the existence of the Soul Clan. Among the people of Zhongzhou, only two or three out of ten survived.

In Xiao Yan's opinion, these surviving Soul Clan members were not necessarily better than the Soul Devouring Clan that devoured Dongzhou. They were all birds of a feather.

"I will transform myself into a strange fire and seal you for thousands of years, Emperor Hun Tian, ​​the catastrophe of the continent will end now!"

That possible self finally shouted, manifested the Emperor Flame, and sealed the ambitious Soul Emperor at the cost of burning his body.

"My Soul Clan's thousand-year plan was completely defeated by you. Xiao Yan, I cannot accept this, I cannot accept this!"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head. Since the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, there was nothing to say about using such unscrupulous means to end up like this.

He looked away again, looking at himself with a trace of peace and dissipation in his eyes, and then he clasped his hands and said, "Congratulations!"

"It's all thanks to everyone. I was just lucky enough to make this step for everyone."

As he spoke, his eyes reflected silhouettes, as if he also saw all the experiences of this different self. "It's really an incredible fate and cause and effect."

He shook his head, his expression ambiguous, which made people feel very emotional, but they couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Xiao Yan naturally understood where this trace of envy came from.

"Character is the fruit of the past, and results are the accumulation of the past. I am not disappointed with the past because of what I saw. I just can't help but sigh at my good luck. This marriage is entangled, and by chance, it has avoided many setbacks and hardships that should have happened."

The separation of blood relatives, the bitter search, the separation of master and disciple, the desperate struggle, how can all these events be explained so easily?

"If there hadn't been so many bumpy roads ahead, how could we have been so impressed by the smooth sailing and smooth sailing?"

"Different experiences have made us who we are today."

After saying this, the different selves in front of us shook their heads slightly. A murmur and a sigh were enough for them.

They don't need to envy or sigh about this. It is precisely because of different experiences that they have created a different self that can reach this level. On this point, whether it is the unfortunate self, the frustrated self, the successful self, or the self that takes it for granted, they all have the same recognition.

Otherwise, they would not have come to this point and would have died early.

"Success and setbacks make us who we are. Setbacks are not necessarily bad things. What's wrong with having more success in life?"

"The great work is not yet finished, and I wish you a safe journey!"

"Bon Voyage!"

"Bon Voyage."

Xiao Yan suddenly realized, and with a heavy heart, he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."

…………

The branches of the flame of life in his body connected his meridians and reorganized his flesh and blood. With the help of elixirs, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes.

"You still remember to wake up!"

As soon as Xiao Yan opened his eyes, he was scolded.

Everyone is here.

Although he felt relieved, Xiao Yan still felt a heavy weight on his heart: "Where is the Soul Devouring Saint King? Is he dead?"

Xiao Yan's question suddenly made the atmosphere cold. Even if nothing was said, Xiao Yan could more or less understand that the situation was probably not optimistic just by looking at the atmosphere at the moment.

"The Soul Devouring Saint King is not dead... The evil energy still exists in the place where you released the Ancient Ruler of Strange Fire."

Yao Wan's answer did not surprise Xiao Yan at all. After all, he was the one who wielded the Eternal Ruler of Strange Fire in the end. Until his consciousness completely disappeared, he naturally had a vague feeling that his Emperor Flame did not burn all those disgusting things.

"Although I didn't succeed in one fell swoop, the Soul Devouring Saint King didn't chase me when I left. If that's the case, I should be unable to move for a while, right?"

Yao Wan guessed.

Xiao Yan was silent, and then asked: "A while, how long is it? How long have I slept?"

"You slept for half a day, just a few hours,"

Yao Wan couldn't help but pursed her lips when she saw Xiao Yan completely disregarding his own health. However, she didn't curse him out loud in the end. What was the most important thing at the moment? Not only Xiao Yan understood it, but Yao Wan also understood it.

"But there are some reference objects that I can use as a reference for now..."

Yao Wan looked out the window, and Xiao Yan immediately understood. The sun disc, which had been gradually polluted since the Soul-Swallowing Saint King revived, was now being eroded at an even faster rate. A dazzling blood-red halo enveloped the outer periphery of the dark sun disc, like a hole opened in a broken sky. A stream of scarlet blood light slowly flowed from under the sun disc, which was frightening.

Under the reflection of the sun, the entire Douqi Continent seemed to have opened the door to hell. Many evil soul-devouring tribes that should not have been born in this world began to breed all over the continent, and at this time of panic, wave after wave of unrest was once again set off.

It is really funny to say that at this point, the most peaceful place on the Douqi Continent is actually the barren land left after the battle between the three Dou Emperors.

The demonic energy and the strange fire entangled with each other and destroyed each other until nothing was left in the end, turning it into an empty area.

Looking up at the black sun that seemed like the end of the world, Xiao Yan couldn't help but fall into silence for a moment.

For a while, he subconsciously stroked his eyebrows, thinking about something.

Looking at Xiao Yan's speechless actions, Yao Wan pursed her lips slightly.

Then, the two of them said in unison: "Well - I may have a way to deal with the Soul Devouring Saint King. Do you want to listen to it?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the two people who were the backbone of the group at the moment.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)