kill!
They all lost the opportunity to advance, and the Eight Unparalleled Kings were all angry. Each of them forcibly gathered the heretics, and once again set off a shocking melee in the thunder sea.
They were really angry. They were only one step away from anger but still failed to achieve the goal. The anger that had been dormant for eternity was still in vain.
Their reluctance is an injustice to God and a manipulation of fate. They want to give them a chance to break through on this occasion, allowing them to put down their arrogance as kings for such a pitiful long-cherished wish.
kill!
The eight kings went crazy. In order to vent their anger and unwillingness, they all attacked each other.
They don't even know who their opponents are, and some of them just use their unparalleled magical powers crazily to destroy everyone here in a bath of blood, and to create a new world in the shackles of fate.
kill!
The eight kings fought in a melee in the sea of thunder, and their armies fought so hard outside the sea of thunder that the whole world shook.
At this moment, human life is like a piece of grass. The battle between the Eight Kings is in full swing, and their army is also in a never-ending posture. People are constantly bleeding in the void, and people are constantly falling to the earth. Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood have stained the world. Blood red veil.
However, just as the battle between the Eight Kings and the Eight Kings' army was in full swing, the whole world trembled.
Then, the sea of thunder roared, and the Nine Emperor Dao disappeared into nothingness in no particular order. The sea of thunder that covered the sky also turned into smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.
it's over
Seeing the sea of thunder disperse, the eyes of the allied forces from all directions lit up.
The Eight Kings and their army, who were still fighting in the melee, suddenly stopped because of the dispersal of the Nine Emperors Dao and the Thunder Sea. Especially Bahuang, each had their fists clenched, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. color.
The knot... is over!
Above the empty sky, Ye Chen staggered, his white hair flying up to the sky, and his face was full of exhaustion.
Soon, the thick dark clouds slowly became thinner, until the first ray of sunlight shined through, and the whole world gradually returned to clarity, revealing a bloody sky and earth, and a world full of devastation.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Immediately, allied forces from all directions stepped forward and protected Ye Chen in the center to prevent the Eight Kings from suddenly attacking.
Walk!
Demon King Kui Yujiang suddenly turned around and led the demon army to withdraw from this world.
After him, the body of God King Shen Xuanfeng gradually became illusory, and the killers of the Killer God Dynasty also followed the God King and retreated immediately.
Next came King Yama of the Netherworld. They walked in the weirdest way. The army of the underworld, including King Yama of the Netherworld, turned into ashes between heaven and earth. The way they left was really weird.
snort! ~
After the underworld, the Demon King, Blood King, Ghost King, Soul Eater King, and Witch Curse King also retreated one after another, and their expressions were so ugly that they could even be said to be ferocious.
However, it is worth mentioning that before leaving, the Eight Kings would look back at Ye Chen, who was protected by the four-party coalition forces in the center. There was a coldness in his eyes, as well as a hint of exclamation, murderous intention and fear.
call!
Seeing the eight kings leaving one after another, Ye Chen, who was protected in the center, breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was now in the quasi-heaven realm, he was still deeply afraid of the eight kings.
"One day, I will come to find you." Zhou Tianyi smiled slightly, turned around and escaped into the void space.
"No... you don't have to come so early." Ye Chen coughed dryly. Zhou Tianyi came to him, didn't he just want him to accompany him to Shiwanda Mountain? That's not a good place. If you can't get in, you won't be able to get out.
"If I have free time someday, I hope to fight with you." Xiao Chen stepped forward and looked at Ye Chen intently. He is worthy of being the son of a war king. He is really heroic. He is not hostile to Ye Chen, but It was a fighting spirit, because in his eyes, Ye Chen was qualified to be his opponent.
"Okay... okay..." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. Although Xiao Chen in front of him looked about the same age, he was a person tens of thousands of years ago. He still felt strange after being challenged like this. weird.
Xiao Chen left, but Long Teng came over and directly reached out to ask for something, "Give back my father's heavy sword."
Hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned, "What... what sword."
"Tianque."
"Tianque is the Taiwang's sword?" Ye Chen's expression became a little exciting, which he had not expected.
"What do you think?"
"What a coincidence." Ye Chen took out the Tianque Sword with a look of pain on his face. This sword is a good treasure. It is made of divine iron. It is not very powerful, but its strong defense is not ordinary.
"I'm a little reluctant, what should I do?" Ye Chen looked at Long Teng eagerly.
"Bring it to me!" The dignified son of the prince immediately grabbed it, so that Ye Chen didn't even react. By the time he passed Shen'er, Long Teng had already disappeared carrying Tian Que.
"My body hurts." Ye Chen covered his chest fiercely and thought to himself that he should be acting shamelessly, since there are many of us anyway.
"Little friend, don't forget our agreement." Here, Qian Shangyue smiled lightly and turned around to disappear.
"Remember, remember." Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head.
"I will also come to you someday." The Emperor of Chu in the distance glanced at Ye Chen, and disappeared from everyone's eyes amidst the fierceness of the cloak. The graceful appearance of the daughter of Emperor Chu also disappeared. Unparalleled.
"I'm getting old." Di Fan also started to move away, walking away with trembling steps, his back looking a little shaky and desolate.
After taking a look at Di Fan, Ye Chen sighed and finally set his sights on Nan Ming Yushu.
She was still standing in the void, her expression sometimes dull and sometimes agile, which was very strange. Ye Chen used his fairy wheel eyes to see through a hint of the mystery. As Zhou Tianyi said, Nan Ming Yushu was indeed missing a soul, and that soul must be Still in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"I'll come find you someday." Finally, Nan Mingyushu spoke, turned around and walked away. Although her voice was beautiful and sweet, it was a little dry and lacked some human emotion.
"You don't have to come." Ye Chen coughed again. It won't be long before they get together again, and they will go into the Shiwan Mountain with Ye Chen to find traces of the emperors of the past dynasties.
Go down!
Master Heng Yue patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.
Ye Chen said nothing, and the joking look on his face disappeared, as if he knew the meaning of Master Heng Yue's words.
The Zhengyang Sect was destroyed, King Fa Lun died, the Yin Ming army was defeated, the Eight Kings retreated, and the emperor's descendants also left, but the matter was not over yet.
Soon, the top leaders of Hengyue, Yanhuang, Qingyun, Dancheng, and major aristocratic families had all gathered in the ruined hall of the Zhengyang Sect. Even Ji Ningshuang, Yang Zhen, and many surrendered elders of the Zhengyang Sect were also present.
As for His Highness, there are hundreds of figures tied up with immortal ropes and tightly imprisoned there. If you take a closer look, aren't they Cheng Kun, Yin Zhou and the others
"Do you have any last words?" Ye Chen stood there quietly with a killing sword in his hand, his expression indifferent, without joy or worry.
The people who were sealed in front of him were all his uncles and ancestors a year ago, but now they have become his prisoners. This scene has to make people sigh and lament the impermanence of the world.
"Did you kill Wu Changqing?" Cheng Kun at the front spoke up. His hair was disheveled and his face was no longer ferocious. He was as calm and scary as Ye Chen. He was not afraid of death. At this moment, he had the majesty of a master.
"It's me." Ye Chen's words were still calm.
"It's you who caused the three sect competitions."
"it's me."
"You also destroyed the two armies of our Zhengyang Sect."
"it's me."
The two people's questions and answers were so ordinary from beginning to end, making people think that this was not a conversation between two enemies, but more like a conversation between two old friends.
At some point, the silence in the hall was broken by Cheng Kun's loud laughter. There were some things he knew clearly were done by Ye Chen, but he still deceived himself and wanted to be acknowledged by Ye Chen himself.
Now, he got the answer, but he felt how ridiculous he was.
The territory of Nanchu is so vast; the Zhengyang Sect has such a strong foundation, but in just one year, it was overthrown by a disciple who had nothing. The entire Nanchu, one hall and three sects were controlled by him between the palm of his hand. It is the courage, means and mind that only a young emperor possesses.
Despite this, Cheng Kun still smiled arrogantly and frivolously to cover up his fault and guard the remaining trace of arrogance.
He knew that he was wrong, and how outrageously wrong he was, but as a strong man, his arrogance did not allow him to admit his mistakes, nor did he allow him to show any regret. He was the leader of a sect, and was once the most powerful person in Southern Chu. You can die, but you must die with dignity.
"If you become a king or lose a bandit, you will die." Compared to Cheng Kun, Yin Zhou and Zhengyang Ancestors smiled ferociously. Although they were sealed, their hair was turning white rapidly. This was Transformation.
However, no one in the palace stopped them. They had already lost. Suicide might be their best outcome.
In just ten seconds, the hundreds of sealed figures turned into dust in the cold wind.
Which one of them was not an ancestor of Zhengyang, and which one was not an all-powerful man, was honest before his death. Perhaps they had seen through this when they embarked on this path.
At this moment, Cheng Kun was the only one left standing there in the palace. His body was as straight as a stone monument. Perhaps in his opinion, his waist had never been as strong as it is now.
Zheng!
Ye Chen raised his hand and inserted the killing sword in front of Cheng Kun, "Have a good trip."
Without saying a word, Cheng Kun gently pulled out the killing sword inserted in front of him, then slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall. His figure was still tall and straight, his steps were very tenacious, his long hair was flowing, but his back was But it is bleak.
He didn't know when he stopped, standing on a high place, overlooking the dilapidated Zhengyang Sect. He used to be the ruler here, and he was extremely familiar with every palace, mountain, flower and grass here.
At this moment, his eyes became a little dazed. On the verge of life and death, he seemed to think of some old memories. At that time, he was also young and frivolous, but also had the heart of a strong man and great ambitions, including joy, sorrow, There are reluctances and regrets, which intertwined their glorious life.
Suddenly, he smiled, but his smile was worn out by vicissitudes of life. His tall and straight body became a little rickety, and his back looked even more desolate.
Zheng!
As the killing sword clanked, his figure also turned into ashes with the wind.
Why!
Seeing the end of a sect's headmaster, the surrendered disciples and elders of Zhengyang Sect sighed.
This is war, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Although it is cruel, it is very realistic.
The three sects are unified!
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