Buzz! Buzz!
Above the misty sky, two fairy lights can be seen emerging, crossing the vast starry sky, flying towards the Heavenly Gate of Dachu. If you look closely, you will see that they are not fairy lights, but two ignorant people.
They are the world of mortals and the six realms.
Ye Chen responded to the disaster, and they were separated by Emperor Huang's divine thoughts, blessed with seals, and sent back to Dachu. These two ignorant people were not terrible if they were taken out alone, but once they merged with Ye Chen, they would be It's scary, with the fighting power of Emperor Tu.
boom! Boom!
The Great Chu Emperor was about to die, and the Holy Burial in the North of Xuanhuang was destroyed, but the stars in the sky were not peaceful. There seemed to be a war, and the rumblings that shook the stars could be heard, but the source could not be found.
However, everyone knows that the roar comes from the black hole in space.
That's right, it's two divine bodies, still chasing the Immortal Killing Sword.
Abandoning Ye Chen, it has been running away all the way. There are many cracks in the sword body, and the seven-color fairy light on the whole body has also dimmed to the extreme. It does not dare to turn around and fight, and can only run away desperately.
kill! kill!
The monks in the heavens were filled with righteous indignation and howled hysterically. Regardless of the elders or juniors, they all followed the roar. If it were not for the Zhuxian Sword, the heavens would have suffered such disasters, with countless casualties and countless deaths and injuries, staining the world of mortals with blood. of.
kill! kill!
People from the Jiuli tribe also came from Xuanhuang, but they arrived too late.
Their goddess had been buried in the starry sky, and even when they arrived, they could not see her for the last time. Everyone was filled with blood and tears, and their murderous intention for the Immortal Killing Sword had penetrated into their souls.
In the black hole, the Zhuxian Sword is like a seven-colored fairy light, and the two gods are like two golden lights, one behind the other, adding three bright colors to the boundless darkness.
"Hurry, hurry up."
Dihuang Shen Nian's eyes were like torches, his body was shining with golden light, his essence was burning, and his whole body was burning with golden flames, maximizing his speed and combat power.
The same is true for the beauty's spiritual thoughts. She has fully activated her forbidden skills, and nine ancient sacred patterns are carved between her eyebrows. Under the close sublimation, they bloom with the most dazzling brilliance, like a ball of golden fireworks.
However, they are not the true deity.
If things like this happen, even if his two great masters come, it will be difficult to take down the colorful fairy sword. It's not that it can't be defeated, but it can't be caught up. Its escape method is unrivaled in the world.
During the pursuit, their momentum was infinitely weakened.
The spiritual body has a time limit, and when it reaches a certain limit, it will dissipate into the world, and it will be useless even if the gods come. Because of this, the two of them are so eager to increase the speed regardless of the cost. They want to kill the Immortal Sword. Also hit it hard.
Zheng!
The Zhuxian sword buzzed violently, and he could only run away but not fight. Since he knew it was a spiritual mind body, only a fool would fight. As long as it lasted for a certain time limit, the two spiritual mind bodies would disappear on their own.
Along the way, I don’t know how far I have chased, and I don’t know how much darkness I have crossed.
Why!
At some point, I heard the sighs of two gods coming from the depths of the black hole.
Their time has come for them all. The ancient holy bodies trembled together, and they all turned into a fairy sword. They sacrificed everything with blood. In the moment before dissipating, they received the final blow.
pound! Sonorous!
The blows of the two hit without exception, and the Immortal Killing Sword flew all the way. The sword body had more cracks and almost shattered on the spot, but it did not shatter after all.
At this point, the two gods dissipated, both with a hint of unwillingness.
Zheng! Zheng!
In the dead black hole, only the Immortal Killing Sword is left, clanking and moving.
It seems angry and arrogant, as if it is laughing ferociously and unscrupulously. It is true that it has failed, but it is still alive, and living is hope. It can still cause trouble again. Without the mind, the body will sit there and wait for its fighting power. Recover, and the heavens will no longer be unstoppable.
In the darkness, it disappeared again.
Every time at this moment, the eyes of Emperor Ming and Dao Ancestor are shining brightly, trying to find the trace of the Zhuxian Sword, but they can't find it every time. It's not because the Supreme's vision is low, but the escape method of the Zhuxian Sword is too high. Otherwise, Emperor Huang and Hongyan How can I not catch it? It can really hide and hide.
It doesn't matter if the Zhu Xian Sword escapes, the world will never have peace.
The spiritual thoughts were buried, and the starry sky in the heavens finally became silent.
The peak quasi-emperors all had ugly expressions on their faces, as if they knew that the Immortal Killing Sword was still alive, and even I couldn't take it, let alone the divine will. It wouldn't be long before it would still cause chaos.
"Xue'er, father will take you home."
The tranquility of the starry sky was finally broken by a hoarse word.
That was the Holy Lord of the Jiuli Tribe, the father of Beisheng.
In the prime of life, Holy Lord Jiuli's back was extremely rickety, his face was a bit older, and even his steps were old. With a hoarse voice, Xue'er, filled with the love of a loving father, held the broken imperial sword of Bei Sheng, Fading away, that is the only thing left by my daughter.
"Senior." Chu Xuan and the others stepped forward one after another.
"That's all." Holy Lord Jiuli smiled bitterly. He ignored anyone and would not blame anyone. The only blame was that he gave birth to an infatuated daughter.
Why!
The peak quasi-emperor sighed, shook his head helplessly, and turned around slowly. What a good girl, she was gone as soon as she said goodbye. That bitch Ye Chen has lost another one.
"There is no more Northern Saint in Xuanhuang."
Zhonghuang, Nandi, Xizun and others also left with sighs. Daily treasures such as the little ape emperor and Kui Niu were also very wilted and did not even ask about their father.
For example, Xiao Jiu Xian and the Goddess of the Spirit Clan were still wiping away tears with their eyes filled with tears. They were both distressed and moved. They were good sisters, but they watched her die with their own eyes.
"What is love in this world?" The emperors of the heavens sighed and went their separate ways.
The five heavenly kings in the restricted area also left, silently, and the five young emperors followed silently. What could not be concealed was the sadness. The immortal king who purified the world could not escape the majesty of the world.
The huge starry sky and the dark figures gradually became empty.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they left. They saw a shocking battle and a tragic love story. An infatuated woman sacrificed her life for her lover.
Chu Xuan and the others were the only ones left in that starry sky, their eyes filled with tears.
Beisheng was buried, and Ye Chen was annihilated. After one disaster, there might be another disaster. Perhaps, the man named Ye Chen would also be buried in the disaster.
They also left, holding Ye Chen's clothes, each with a lonely back and a sad expression. Even Ye Ling, who was usually playful, had tears streaming down his face at this moment.
There is no one in the broken starry sky, only the stars and sand are wandering, accompanied by an ancient death song, carrying an ancient love, flowing to the other side of the starry sky.
Many years from now, when people pass by this starry sky, they will most likely think of that infatuated woman, wearing a bright red wedding dress, burying her lifelong love.
It's a pity that Ye Chen didn't even open his eyes when he arrived. He didn't know who was responsible for getting rid of the demonic nature for him, and he didn't even know that there was a tender woman who buried his world-famous youth for him.
A sudden disaster finally ended in the scars of death. There were many casualties in the heavens, and the restricted area was the same. Some of the foundation of the underworld was almost destroyed.
In addition, there are two divine bodies that can compete with two first-level emperors of demons, but they both greeted Ye Chen. If you count them like this, the heavens have lost two emperors.
This disaster was so painful.
After the disaster, in the peaceful world, some people are happy and some are sad.
For example, the Jiuli people are mourning in the dusk, and the entire clan is crying.
But for example, the prehistoric tribe was overjoyed, and it could be said that the whole clan was celebrating together.
No wonder they were like this, just because of this disaster, just because Ye Chen was in trouble, the forbidden curse of the emperor's way was solved, and it was also guessed that Emperor Huang and Hongyan were no longer in the heavens, and the two gods were also destroyed. To put it bluntly, the heavens can no longer intimidate his great clan.
Knowing that there is no deterrent, how can they be willing to fall into various realms, and they will definitely drive them back to the heavens. At this moment, the overall combat power of the Prehistoric Clan is still above the heavens.
This is all due to the Zhuxian Sword.
It is it that has solved the ancient imperial forbidden curse. It can be said that as long as it can cause chaos to the heavens, it can do anything. The more chaos, the better. The more chaos it has, the more chances it has to achieve a certain purpose. It failed. Time and time again, its evil thoughts have become stronger and stronger.
Jade Girl Peak is quiet and peaceful at night.
In that quiet little bamboo forest, there was another tomb, where the North Saint was buried. It was a cenotaph, and her name was engraved on the tombstone.
Chu Xuan and the others were all there, neatly arranged in two rows, and performed a great ceremony facing the tomb. It was this woman who had made great achievements in her life and saved their husbands.
"Dad, why don't you be more careful." Xiao Ye Ling squatted in front of Beisheng's tombstone, inserted musk sticks into the incense burner, and paid homage to her mother.
There was a hint of resentment in the little girl's tone. She knew clearly about Bei Sheng's love, but she still caused a period of sorrow. When she arrived, she didn't even open her eyes to look at her. She even died with regret.
Chu Xuan and the others were silent, but they understood their husbands.
He is a man who has been condemned by God, and has been accompanied by misfortunes all his life. It is not he who is ruthless, but God who is ruthless. Anyone related to him will not have a good end, and is destined to be a lonely person. But no matter in the past life or in this life, he has never let him down. than any of them.
Why!
Emperor Hades sighed, looked at the tomb, and slowly raised his hands.
This time, it was Ye Chen's fault, otherwise, he would have brought Ye Chen over and asked him carefully: "Little bastard, if I want to be your wife, I will have to die."
The night gradually deepened, and the girls turned around silently.
Under the same old tree, the wives of the Tenth Emperor of Dachu were all quietly looking up at Mian Miao, wondering where their husbands had been robbed and whether they could survive safely.
Ji Ningshuang was also there, sitting quietly, her eyes empty and her expression dull, like an ice sculpture or even a puppet. No human emotion could be found on her cheeks.
Someone once played the Nine Nether Immortal Song for her, but it was in vain.
As Xiao Jiuxian said, the way of dreams is not an ordinary backlash. It needs a lover to play it, and the two people must be happy. The whole world, only Ye Chen, must also play it.
It's a pity that Ye Chen will have to wait for how many years to enter the world. If he is not buried in Yingjie, then the world will lose a young emperor.
"Jiuniang, Ling'er will dress you up beautifully until dad comes back."
Ye Ling murmured softly, holding a comb and combing Ji Ningshuang's hair. Her Jiu Niang had suffered the backlash of the dream and had become a confused person.
Why!
On the opposite mountain peak, the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor sighed.
There are two young emperors in the world, one is going to face the disaster, and the other is in confusion. No one knows whether she can still wake up; no one knows whether he can come back alive.
This era is really interesting.