Chapter 321: Farewell, Crying, and a Deep Kiss

Tongtian Patriarch sighed, saying that he was very reluctant to say goodbye.

However, he knew that if he didn't leave now, once Ye Yang woke up, he would be even more unable to make up his mind.

Houtu nodded vigorously, and tears fell slowly.

She loved Ye Yang in her heart, but she had never been able to say it out loud.

Unexpectedly, it was a farewell now. Houtu suddenly found that she had a lot to say.

Tongtian Patriarch on the side had already understood Houtu's reluctance, so he said:

"Houtu, I'm leaving first. Chaos is infinite. I hope to see you again."

Patting Houtu on the shoulder, Tongtian Patriarch said:

"Remember, at any time, we come from the prehistoric world."

As the voice fell, Tongtian Patriarch's figure had disappeared, so it was like leaving the last space for Houtu to say goodbye to Ye Yang.

At this moment, only Houtu and Ye Yang who was sleeping were left.

After a long time, Houtu finally squatted down, and after hesitating for a long time, she gently called out.

"Ye Yang."

Finally, she mustered up the courage and called out Ye Yang's name.

She held Ye Yang tightly and didn't want to let go, tears rolling down her face.

Hou Tu tried her best to cover her mouth, fearing that her crying would wake Ye Yang up.

She knew in her heart that after this, she might never see him again.

She had so many words to say, but at this moment, she didn't know what to say.

All her words turned into tears, flowing out of her eyes and dripping on Ye Yang's body.

At this moment, she was not a real Taoist ancestor, nor was she the ancestor witch Hou Tu.

She was just a weak woman at this moment.

Just looking at Ye Yang, time passed slowly without her noticing.

Finally, Hou Tu lowered her head, mustered up the courage to slowly and gently touch Ye Yang's lips.

Then she suddenly stood up and left without looking back.

Wuwuwu——.

She cried sadly and tore her heart out.

He must leave at this moment, otherwise he will not be able to prove his Dao.

And it will also affect Ye Yang's proof of Dao.

Drops of tears floated in this chaos, slowly absorbing the endless chaotic breath.

Finally, Hou Tu's figure disappeared in the chaos.

"Ye Yang, this farewell, maybe we will never see each other again, you have to take care of yourself, if you meet a good match, I wish you happiness."

The huge eyes slowly disappeared in the depths of chaos, and the ancestor witch Hou Tu turned into the Dharma world and went straight to the deeper depths of chaos.

Tongtian Sect Master and he both have their own Dao.

If they don't separate, they will never be able to stand on their own.

Ye Yang slept peacefully, the vast chaos was constantly eroding Ye Yang's body, but the drops of tears left by Hou Tu were nourishing Ye Yang's body.

"They all left."

Suddenly, a figure appeared, it was Tiandao Hongjun.

"It's okay to leave."

Looking at the sleeping Ye Yang, Hongjun Tiandao sighed.

"Well, since you have kept the agreement, how can I be that despicable person? Just take a good rest here."

After the voice fell, Ye Yang seemed to disappear with a wave of his hand. If it were not visible to the naked eye, I would really think that there was no one here.

Tiandao Hongjun covered Ye Yang's breath.

"Human Ancestor, if you fail to transcend, it's fine. If you succeed, don't forget me, Honghuang Tiandao."

With a sigh, Tiandao Hongjun disappeared.

It is said that the ruthlessness of the heaven is the fairness of the world.

Some people say that if the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old.

Perhaps this is what ordinary people think.

However, only creatures who have reached that level will understand the true face of the heaven.

The heaven has feelings? No, there is no feelings. The heaven is just the incarnation of the law.

The heaven is fair?

It is also a joke. Everything in the world is just operating according to the rules of the heaven.

No matter who you are, even if you are a great good man for nine generations, as long as you touch the rules, you will die.

Even if you are a great villain who has committed ten unforgivable crimes, as long as you have not violated the rules, you can still live a long life.

Rules? Haha!

Zhigong? Haha!

Ruthless? Haha.

You are just an ant in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, just a chess piece used by the Heavenly Dao to evolve the world.

This is true for all living beings, and so are the saints in the heavens.

Saints represent the Heavenly Dao? Haha. What a joke, just a chess piece.

It seems that Tongtian Jiaozhu's self-abolition of the sainthood has had a great impact on the Heavenly Dao.

But it is not.

It just caused the Heavenly Dao to lose some of its vitality, which can be repaired in some time.

The Heavenly Dao is ruthless, and saints are straw dogs.

Tongtian abandoned his sainthood? Just change one, this is the Heavenly Dao, this is the pattern of the high level.

Above the prehistoric world, a great will suddenly broke out.

The Heavenly Dao took action.

"Saints are not allowed to enter the prehistoric world, and the saints of the heavens are not allowed to plot against the human race, otherwise they will be destroyed."

The terrifying laws of heaven descended, and the endless saints were blocked outside the thirty-three heavens.

As for the saints of heaven? They were directly imprisoned.

"No, I am unwilling, I am unwilling--."

The Saint of Taiqing roared angrily. He had planned everything but still lost. How could he accept this?

Although he didn't know what happened to his ancestors, the Saint of Taiqing inherited Pangu after all, and was the head of the Three Pure Ones.

He felt something vaguely.

"No, this saint wants to transcend, this saint wants to become stronger."

At this moment, in the Bajing Palace, Taiqing had a ferocious face. Where was the state of inaction in the past?

A voice in his heart kept hypnotizing him: Transcend, so that you can become stronger, look at Tongtian Sect Master, look at Houtu, Taiqing, transcend.

Rumble.

Suddenly, outside the thirty-three heavens, a terrifying explosion sounded.

"I am Taiqing, I will abandon my sainthood today, and disperse--."

A bolt from the blue, the spiritual energy of the prehistoric land suddenly surged, but the next moment, endless thunderclouds rolled down.

A bloody rain fell.

"Sage Taiqing abolished his sainthood?"

"Damn, what a courage."

All the prehistoric people were shocked.

Abandoning his sainthood, what a courage.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at this scene and asked himself if he could have such a terrifying courage.

But the next moment he was very excited.

"Hahaha, you abandoned your own sainthood? Good, good, I am the strongest in the prehistoric world now, hahaha."

Tai Qing abandoned his own sainthood, and his magic power instantly fell to the level of a quasi-saint. In this case, who else can be the opponent of Yuanshi Tianzun?

A figure floated out and headed straight to the outside of the thirty-three heavens. This person was Tai Qing.

"So that's how it is. Heavenly Dao, you have pitted me so badly."

After abandoning his own sainthood, Tai Qing finally saw his own way. It was a pity that he had been poisoned too deeply by Heavenly Dao and damaged his foundation.

Now he abandoned his own sainthood again, and the price can be imagined.

But Tai Qing is not bad, he is still alive.

With a pair of ferocious eyes, he said with evil words:

"I will come back, and I will settle accounts with you then."

Tian Dao, Hongjun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and Renzu, you all wait for me

After remembering the names of these people, Tai Qing went straight to the chaos outside the thirty-three heavens.

"Another self-destruction? Haha, not bad."

A trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of Tiandao Hongjun's mouth. It seemed that it was the backlash caused by the self-destruction of the Saint Taiqing.

But so what? After all, he was adhering to the authentic Pangu sect, and it was good for him to leave now.

He was just a saint, and he could be mentioned at will.

In an instant, above the prehistoric world, waves of golden lotuses flashed, golden light descended, and endless merits slowly fell.

Some creatures became saints, and the vacant saint position was filled in an instant.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun saw this scene clearly.

My heart also began to wander.

"Should I unseal that sealed memory?"

Slowly looking into the depths of chaos, there was a group of memories there, which were all the memories of my own demon god.

For a moment, a seed of rebellion in Hongjun's heart began to grow vigorously.