Chapter 4389 Destruction 5

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The planes connected to the sea of ​​laws, intact, deformed, and about to be destroyed, all exploded and died one by one.

Like brilliant fireworks, a moment of death becomes eternity.

All planes and reincarnated worlds have been destroyed and cease to exist.

The mission worker watched the plane being destroyed, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, relief, confusion, and more importantly, helplessness?

what's going on?

Everyone's face was blank and shocked, and no one could give them an answer.

Fu Jun covered his heart and could hardly stand. His face was so pale that it was transparent, like a projection, and his figure would dissipate when the wind blew.

There was a wry smile on his face. Death was never a beautiful thing. It was more about struggle and powerlessness, and it was even more ugly.

I had expected this day for a long time, but when it finally came, I felt mixed emotions mixed with powerlessness.

Fu Jun looked at the afterimage of the battle. Uncle Tai used the power of the sea of ​​law. The sea of ​​law is now as fragile as a tall building supported by a matchstick.

If you pull out this matchstick, the whole building will completely collapse.

Uncle Tai underestimated his opponent, maybe he never looked at him seriously.

Who would pay special attention to the ants at their feet? An ant is an ant, even if it is a grown-up one.

A vengeful ant lay dormant.

There is no regret for offending this ant. Even if he knew such a result in advance, I am afraid he would still do it.

It is an ironclad fact that the Law Sea will be destroyed, but killing a disobedient ant is a very correct operation.

The only thing I did wrong was probably not killing the ants completely.

Let the destruction of the Sea of ​​Laws be brought forward a little earlier.

The little devil looked at Fu Jun's transparent figure and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The little devil's wagging tail stopped, and his vertical pupils stared straight at Fu Jun, narrowing into a dangerous slit.

Fu Jun sighed, "The world of reincarnation no longer exists, and I will no longer exist."

Whether it is to re-create a law sea to divert the flow of this law sea, Fu Jun agrees.

Because when this law sea is destroyed, he will also be destroyed together.

He and his uncle share common interests and goals.

Some price was paid, but the goal was not achieved.

Uncle Tai may have the means to survive, and may become the guardian of the birthplace of a new plane.

But he will die.

The little devil stared blankly at Fu Jun, unable to react at all. He couldn't believe that a person who was so standing could die like this.

The man who was like a brother and a father, the closest man in life, was about to disappear without warning.

The little devil's heart was filled with absurdity and inconceivability.

"No way." The little devil murmured, looking at Fu Jun stubbornly.

From a kinship perspective, the little devil is of course close to Fu Jun.

Since his birth, the little devil has been taught by Fu Jun. Although he was born in Ning Shu's world of reincarnation, he has only met him a handful of times.

It is impossible to be close to Ning Shu without conscience. To put it bluntly, the little devil has nothing to do with Ning Shu.

Fu Jun looked at the little devil who had grown up and said, "Before annihilation, I did not find a way out, nor did I find a way out for you. I have no time. One day, the world of reincarnation that gave birth to you dies, and you will also die. ."

The little devil stared at Fu Jun with his eyes raised. Fu Jun, who was wearing a tuxedo, became more and more transparent.

He raised his hand, took out the red flower from his chest pocket, and handed it to the little devil.

The little devil stretched out his hand and grabbed the flower. His eyes trembled and he looked down at the flower. The flower exuded a sweet fragrance. He lowered his head and held the flower tightly.

A smile broke out on Mr. Fu's almost transparent face, "Live well and find a way to survive for yourself."

The little devil raised his head, his eyes were moist and shrouded with moisture, "Without you, I will be very lonely. What's the point of living?"

"It's interesting to live, or to feel lonely. Everything I do, even the struggle that people say is ugly, is just to stay alive."

The young man in front of him was shrouded in sadness. His tail was on the ground, motionless and lifeless.

Fu Jun stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder. Such a small child had turned into an upright man. His transparent hand penetrated the young man's shoulder.

The little devil stretched out his hand in panic to grab Fujun's hand, but it was penetrated.

He is like a child catching butterflies, who can never catch them.

Tears burst into his eyes, "Master Fu, don't die. I will be very sad and won't be able to live. Without you, I don't know what I would do."

"You will survive. Sorrow has a time limit." Fu Jun's figure became completely transparent. The smile that this cold man showed before disappearing was warm.

Just to make living people live better.

His body turned into specks of ashes and disappeared.

"Ah..." The little devil frantically grabbed and hugged the place where Fu Jun disappeared, but he missed and couldn't catch anything.

He collapsed and knelt on the ground, wailing heartily.

He lost a respected elder, his only relative, and was alone in the world.

There was no one to teach, no one to call his name, to wait for him, to give him the best.

He disappeared so suddenly, he didn't know who to hate, couldn't even avenge him, couldn't do anything for him.

He couldn't survive either.

Confused, unable to find direction, there is nothing more lonely and fearful than this in the world.

An He, who had witnessed everything, covered his forehead deeply, with exhaustion and shock on his brows.

Who is the master of the mansion? A trident swept through thousands of troops and disappeared like this.

The annihilation of a giant is the most lamentable. Everything, strong and weak, are vulnerable to time.

Death and time are probably the last justice in this world.

An He could no longer describe his feelings at this moment. First, he witnessed Sang Liang's death, and Fu Jun was annihilated next to him.

The shock in my heart was beyond words, and there was also a child who broke down and cried.

An He didn't dare to go up to comfort him. He was very fragile at the moment, but it was okay to go crazy and kill him accidentally.

Another person is destroyed.

Thinking of what Sang Liang said, destruction is always accompanied by blood and death.

An He deeply felt the desolation, struggle and powerlessness when a person or an organization reaches the end of its rope.

A wave of coolness penetrates into the depths of the soul, there is the collision of knives between heaven and earth, there are calls of grief, the smell of blood, and a crazy atmosphere.

Maybe it will be his turn next. The ship currently under the violent storm, lightning, and thunder, with annihilation and death coming one after another, will be destroyed sooner or later. .

Powerless to stop, powerless to change.

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