Chapter 3202: The last catastrophe

"After the Golden Bridge, three thousand fantasy worlds are over!"
"This time, it is possible for Master to survive this burial of immortals!"
The burial of immortals is difficult to become a god, and how many arrogances have been destroyed. Now, Qin Xuan is about to come to an end and create something unprecedented.
Taishi Futian, Qin Hao, and even the sentient beings in the immortal realm looked forward to the figure above the golden bridge.
Looking forward to the end of this never-ending catastrophe.
Hope, that endless darkness will eventually come to an end.
Even if it is not for them, it is also for future generations.
"Daddy, Qin Zu, can he survive the immortal funeral?"
Next to a middle-aged golden fairy in a fairy city, a young boy looked at the figure in the darkness.
That figure represents the entire fairy world and represents this era.
"Qin Zu is an unprecedented person in the immortal world. I believe that Qin Zu can open the way to this world!"
The middle-aged Jin Xian murmured softly, "Xuan'er, maybe one day, you might also step into the golden bridge yourself."
He clenched his fist tightly. The Great Emperor is not the end, but the Great Emperor is the end of the many epochs in the fairy world.
No one wants to see a dead end.
The road to longevity was broken, and how many outstanding people were trapped to death.
Qin Xuan was in it, leaping forward step by step, and every step was like cultivating another life.
At first sight, Qin Xuan was about to come to an end.
Even the divine ancestor couldn't help but glance at Qin Xuan. In this look, there was no solemnity, moreover, he didn't care.
It seemed that even if Qin Xuan survived the immortal funeral, he would not take it seriously.
On the forehead of the sixth still water, more sweat was secreted.
Passing through the burial of immortality, among the beings in the immortal world, it may be the end, but only she knows that after the burial of immortal, it is only the beginning.
The power of the ancestor, even the sixth Cangqing died.
170,000 years have passed, and the strength of sentient beings is improving, but what about the ancestors?
If the divine ancestor's strength is also improving, the sixth still water will breathe a sigh of relief, which proves that the divine ancestor's deity cannot be said to be strong in the days.
But over the past 170,000 years, the feeling that the ancestor brought to the sixth still water was almost the same.
In 170,000 years, the strength of the divine ancestor, it is extremely likely that there has not been any change.
In other words, the strength of the ancestor, among the heavens, may not be able to increase his strength by practicing for 170,000 years, and this kind of strength is also regarded as the peak among the heavens.
If not, how could there be no entry in 170,000 years! ?
Sixth Jingshui's fists were clenched, and under her hand, Sixth Yunli's brows were lightly frowned.
The sixth still water shouldn't be like this, how could she be so nervous?
If Qin Xuan is dead, she is still the Supreme!
Unless, she doesn't want Qin Xuan to die!
But why doesn't she want Qin Xuan to die?
The eyes of the sixth Yunli were a bit blurred, and there seemed to be a slightly trembling cold drink from the sixth still water 170,000 years ago in his ear, "idiot..."
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During the burial of immortality, Qin Xuan finally reached the end, the last step.
If he has gone through three thousand lives, this step, he slowly stepped out, in his hand, the key is almost complete.
A bronze key, missing a tooth, quietly appeared in Qin Xuan's hand.
And Qin Xuan's surroundings changed again.
High-rise buildings, busy traffic, neon flashing...
The night scene of China, even if Qin Xuan has left for many years, is still charming.
His eyes followed the crowd of people and walked to a place he knew well.
Qin family!
He watched the door of Qin's house closed tightly. He slowly took out his mobile phone and looked at the time above. It was the time when his father was lying on the hospital bed.
The Qin family is still so indifferent.
The Chen family is still the number one family.
Chen Zixiao still exists as a in the eyes of the world.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath, he stopped looking at the Qin family, turned and walked towards the airport.
The plane roared and shuttled in the clouds.
Pieces of memory flashed through Qin Xuan's mind.
This is the world in which he regretted his entire life, but in his mind, the memory was not limited to the previous life.
In the south of the Yangtze River, Qin Xuan walked to the familiar and unfamiliar hospital and opened the door that had not been opened for a long time.
He saw Qin Wende, saw that pale face.
"coming!"
Qin Wende quietly raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan.
"dad!"
Even after a lifetime, he saw this scene and still trembled in his heart.
"Go to the Qin family?" Qin Wende sighed softly, and he slowly got up and leaned on the hospital bed.
His knees are dead, his internal organs are damaged, and time is running out.
Even the sound reveals that weakness.
Qin Xuan thought that he had made up for the regret he had once, but when he saw this scene, his heart still trembled.
"I didn't ask!" Qin Xuan replied two words, making Qin Wende stunned.
"Just don't ask!" Qin Wende laughed instead, "Xiao Xuan, your grandfather has his problems, everyone in this world suffers."
He watched Qin Xuan come, slowly raised his hand, and landed on Qin Xuan's shoulder.
"You can ask yourself to fight for your blood, but you can't ask everyone to be like you!"
"What's more, your grandpa is also struggling for blood."
"Dad's fate can't compare to the fate of the Qin family!"
Qin Wende smiled peacefully, and he gently stroked Qin Xuan's shoulder.
"You've grown up!"
"Grow up, you will make mistakes, and when you make mistakes, you will grow up!"
Qin Wende looked at Qin Xuan in front of him, but some of that face was gratified.
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wende, "Dad, my son has missed a lot in this life, even if he knows it is wrong, he still has no hesitation!"
"I used to think that I could make up for it when I came back!"
"Now I find that I can make up for others, but I can't make up for myself!"
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wende, if he really made up, why is there still a tingling in his heart at this moment.
Qin Wende laughed a few times before coughing violently.
"Boy, there is so much emotion!"
"You think a lot, but Dad thinks simply!"
"Not because you are my son, but because I want to save you, even for this, I might have to pay the price of my life!"
Qin Wende patted Qin Xuan on the shoulder, the slap was heavy.
"It's just because I want to. Maybe I will end up like this when I want to save other people. But what?"
"Fuck it right or wrong, I will be right if I am willing to be right in this life, and wrong if I am willing to be wrong."
He laughed and said, "Why do you feel guilty for this, you want to be guilty, whether you are a father or someone else, can't make sense to you, maybe, when you figure it out, you won't be guilty anymore!"
"People, always look forward."
Qin Xuan looked at his father's smile, his eyes were slightly red.
"I figured it out, but Dad, you are gone!"
Qin Xuan looked at his father. Once, he had to watch his father die. Later, he saw his father die.
"Does it matter whether I am or not? I am your father, and I want to see my son shine!"
"But if my son accidentally falls into the pit, what if I want to be a father and even enter the pit for you?"
Qin Wende grinned, "One day, when you have a son, you will understand!"
"Some things, right or wrong, guilt, important?"
He looked at the pale wall of the ward, "If you can grow up, I would rather die!"
"But you always live in regret and die, I'm not reconciled."
"There are so many so-called regrets and regrets in this world. Regrets and regrets are all given to themselves!"
Qin Wende's smile gradually calmed down, "Actually, you don't need to be like this!"
"Dad is content in this life!"
"You're back, it's different, everyone in the world respects you and fears you, so what?"
"When I see Laozi, I have to scream Dad!"
"Contented!"
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wende, and suddenly he knelt on his knees.
At this moment, tears can't stop, really can't stop.
"Dad, I miss you!"
Qin Xuan was crying like a child at this moment, "I'm sorry!"
Qin Wende's eyes slowly closed, and his palm fell, just in front of Qin Xuan.
A piece of bronze was quietly between his fingers.
Son, this last catastrophe.
Dad accompany you!