After the year of Tianji comes the year of Yuanjun.
It's November now, and the orbit of the mother star happens to be the Yuanjun star.
The dark master quietly lit up the original monarch star.
Before Ning Jiujiu was about to kill the Sword Master, Yuan Jun appeared silently in the abyss formed after the collapse of Guhuang and stopped in front of them.
The rich gas in the abyss radiated like a fountain, and the earth's crust below was constantly being arched and torn apart.
At this moment, they didn't feel like they were underground, but instead seemed like they were standing on an island in the sky filled with clouds.
Ning stared at Yuan Jun for a long time and asked: "What...are you talking about?"
Yuan Jun gradually transformed from the form of a sheep into a human. He had a long beard, still had dark brown horns on his head, and was leaning on a wooden crutch. He looked like a kind and kind old monster.
According to mythological records, Yuan Jun is a kind and kind god. Suzaku's surrender to the dark master may be explained as ambition, but Yuan Jun's rebellion has always been an unsolved mystery.
At this moment, the answer to this puzzle seems to be coming.
Yuan Jun looked at Ning Changjiu, but did not explain directly, but asked: "The four floors of Middle-earth, each floor stores a thousand years of history, a total of four thousand years, even including your era, it is only more than five thousand year, do you know where the previous history went?”
Ning Jiujiu frowned suddenly, and the sea of consciousness suddenly ached... The logic of memory collapsed with Yuan Jun's words, and the incomplete memory about Emperor Jun became even more blurry at this moment.
"I don't remember what happened earlier." Ning Jiujiu said.
Yuan Jun nodded and said: "You can't remember, because the history of mankind earlier is blank. The history of four or five thousand years ago is not obscured, but does not exist at all. As far as this star is concerned, you It’s a civilization that appears out of thin air.”
In her heart, Liu Xiwan warned: "He is probably lying to us. The Lord of God is our enemy. Don't let your thoughts get distracted by a few words!"
"Yeah." Ning closed his eyes for a long time, and his mind returned to calm.
He held the sword tightly, looked at Yuan Jun, and continued to ask: "So, what is your explanation? What exactly do you want to tell us?"
Yuan Jun said: "Back then, the evil poems fell from the sky, drove me out, and then created you. The nearby starry sky was obscured by the Dark Lord, otherwise you could see the stars of Tianzang Zhulongxuanze and others, and you could also see them. Outside this galaxy, there is a dead star field floating."
"You gods and immortals all come from the Death Star Realm. You, including your names, come from a civilization that was destroyed in the galaxy's derailment 1.5 billion years ago."
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Yuan Jun's words echoed in this ancient glorious abyss, and the rough spiritual energy was gushing out like lava.
Ke Wenzhou, in his teenage form, tore open his skin and crawled out slowly. He was carrying a black sword, and his skin was still dripping with blood.
"1.5 billion years ago..." Ning Jiujiu shook his head gently and said, "Even the most powerful immortal cultivator cannot measure such a time."
Yuan Jun nodded and said: "That's true. This galaxy has gone through a long period of time and has been reshuffled. The surface of this star is also covered with a layer of rock. After being filtered by the rock layer, these original gases can Become the spiritual energy that supplies spiritual practice... In the distant past, gods and spiritual practice were things that only existed in the imagination."
The words spoken by Yuan Jun were so shocking that Ning Jiujiu could not tell whether they were true or false. However, his mind quickly changed and he quickly discovered the doubts in them and asked:
"How do you know these things? Logically speaking, it is impossible for you gods from the beginning to exist for so long. In 1.5 billion years, the information left behind has long been annihilated, right?"
Yuan Jun did not hide anything and said straightforwardly: "I got this information from the dark master."
"Dark Lord?" Ning Jiujiu was shocked: "How could it know?"
Yuan Jun said: "Because the Dark Lord is the dead soul of the stars."
Ning Jiujiu blurted out and asked: "Which star?"
Yuan Jun said slowly: "1.5 billion years ago, there was a star named Earth that was sandwiched between Tianzang Star and Zhulong Star. It had a glorious civilization."
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Ning Changjiu's lips and teeth were tightly closed. In front of his eyes, a civilization past that was too ancient to be traced seemed to slowly unfold to him.
In the Golden Crow Kingdom, Yuan Jun's words also fell into the ears of Lu Jianjie and Siming. After hearing these ancient past events, their emotions wandered between shock and inexplicable, but they quickly held their swords and calmed down. Got distracted. No matter how bizarre the past events are, they are all history, but the enemy is already in front of us.
Ning Jiujiu said: "You mean, we are the continuation of civilization on a star called Earth?"
Yuan Jun nodded and said: "If the information provided by the dark master is true, then that is it."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Why are the seeds of civilization still preserved when the stars are destroyed?"
Yuan Jun said: "Because it was a splendid and powerful civilization. Many of them left before destruction and preserved a lot of information. If one day, you can set foot in the Death Star Territory and see the Death Star, The withered star in the center of the star field may still be able to see the traces of the past."
Death Star Realm…
Ning Jiujiu once again thought of the thunder disaster in the Imperial City of Zhao State. His past life told him like a dream that they were all stars in the sky. Most of the stars had been extinguished. They needed to emit light and heat to light up the sky. The star is rekindled.
Is that... their original home
Ning Jiujiu felt a sense of change in his heart. They had died long ago, and they were reborn because the Death Star Territory had been watching alone outside this galaxy for 1.5 billion years...
"Why are you telling me this?" Ning asked for a long time.
Yuan Jun said: "Because I don't regard you as my enemy. On this star, there are ancient gods, demons, and humans. I don't care. I just want to expel the evil poems."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Why should I help you?"
Yuan Jun said: "Because expelling the evil poems is the only way to save the Dark Lord from coming and prevent the Black Sun from appearing!"
Yuan Jun looked directly at Ning Changjiu and continued: "The evil poems are stored in the Death Star Territory, the seeds of your human civilization. And the Dark Lord is his guardian and the gravekeeper of the Death Star Territory. Now the evil poems are stored in the Death Star Territory without authorization. Escaped... Guarding the seeds of civilization is the supreme command engraved in the sea of Dark Lord's consciousness, and its other wisdom has long been obliterated over the long years. In other words, it has long been out of control and has become a ghost-like existence in the universe. ! We can’t really communicate with it, it is a stubborn resentful spirit, it just wants to take back the evil poem and bring it back to the Death Star Territory! It will destroy everything in the process, it doesn’t care!”
Yuan Jun's voice echoed deafeningly in the gushing spiritual energy.
This is a secret that only the Six Gods of Taichu know.
Now only he and Suzaku are alive among the Six Gods of Taichu.
Ning Jiujiu asked again: "What about the existence of Chang Xi and me? Don't we exist because of the existence of the sun and the moon?"
Yuan Jun said: "The moon used to be smooth, but it has only started to look ugly in the past thousand years. You know this, right?"
"Yeah." Ning nodded for a long time. Ye Changong explained to him that the pits on the moon prison were the result of her grafting injuries.
"The moon in ancient times was not like this..." Yuan Jun stroked his long beard, paused, then shook his head slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, they are just stars surrounding the mother star."
Ning Jiujiu no longer thought about the far-reaching meaning of his words. He calmed down again and said solemnly: "The evil poem is the new owner of this star. If it is handed over to the dark master, all life on half of the star will fall apart. , to destruction.”
Yuan Jun did not hide anything and nodded: "Before that, we can use Tianbang as the center and clear out the surrounding residents to the edge of Middle-earth..."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head directly and interrupted: "I once saw the tree connected to evil in the Tianbang. It is a tree deeply rooted in the stars. If it is pulled up, the earthquake, tsunami and lava will be enough. It is enough to destroy everything, let alone the edge of Middle-earth, even the ends of the world cannot escape!"
Yuan Jun said: "But you cultivators are immortals, you can save them... To say the least, at least you can survive! You are Di Jun, she is Chang Xi, in the myth of the ancestor of mankind, you are the first generation. God, now you can complete the myth of the past, raise your children on a brand new star, and open up the wilderness for civilization. You have this ability."
Ning listened to Yuan Jun's words for a long time, and suddenly realized that fate had already taken hold of him.
During the inner demon tribulation in the imperial city, in order to find the hidden white fox demon, he pierced the people in the illusionary city with his sword. At that time, the white fox demon said that although the illusion was fake, everyone in the illusion felt that they were alive. If you kill them, you are a devil, and you are a devil who kills without blinking an eye... One day, When the real choice is before you again, you will become a devil!
The roar of the white fox in the inner demon tribulation is still in my ears.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head gently: "I will never become a devil."
He looked at Yuan Jun and said: "They all regard me and Master as the fire of hope. If this so-called fire of hope is the fire that burns everyone to ashes, then... how disappointed they will be. I They are not qualified to make decisions for hundreds of millions of living beings. Likewise, they are not Suzaku and will not be reborn after Nirvana."
Yuan Jun's horns moved slightly and his robe danced lightly. He stood in the endless aura of the Yuan Dynasty, like a real immortal standing in the divine realm.
He looked at Ning Changjiu and said earnestly: "Yi, you have to understand that the difference between the benevolence of a saint and the benevolence of a woman is often just a thought. Handing over the evil poem is the only choice. No matter how cruel this choice is, it is not the same." There is no choice. It is still a lunar eclipse, and Immortal Chang'e's spiritual power is weak. I could have taken this opportunity to take action, but I am willing to tell you this because I believe you will make the right choice."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Why can't we join forces to kill the Dark Lord?"
Yuan Jun smiled bitterly: "The reason is simple, because it is too powerful, more powerful than all of you combined!"
Ning remained silent for a long time.
Yuan Jun looked at the young man Ke Wenzhou who was hanging his head behind him, and said: "Look, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the Dark Lord, but you can only kill him with all your strength. You represent almost the entire human world." It has the power, but it may not be able to break a finger of the dark master."
Ke Wenzhou was silent as he listened to their words. He seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the dark master's thoughts. But at this moment, what Yuan Jun said was biased towards the dark master, so Ke Wenzhou did not take action to disrupt the situation. .
Ning Jiujiu took a deep breath. Of course he knew this fact, but he was still full of doubts: "Why is the Dark Lord... so powerful?"
Yuan Jundao: "Because that deceased civilization was so powerful before its destruction. As the 'gravekeeper' of the civilization and as an invincible existence, the Dark Lord was only the tip of the iceberg of their civilization."
Ning remained silent for a moment and said, "But they still perished?"
Yuan Jundao: "I said that they just left. The earth could not survive, so they went to the wider universe. No one knows what happened after that. They may still be alive, or they may have perished."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Will they come back?"
Yuan Jun said: "There is no turning back on the road to the sea of stars."
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While Yuan Jun sighed, the fragile earth crust under his feet was torn apart, and their figures fell with the entire space.
Yuan Jun stretched out his hand and stood it up in front of him like a fairy seal. The surrounding spiritual energy spread out like clouds and waves, revealing a wider space underneath.
Ning Jiujiu lowered his head and took a look. A lot of huge white skeletons hit his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.
It was an unparalleled skeleton, so huge and long that it exceeded the vastest mountain range in the world. The bones were not white in color, but showed the unique luster of metal. They were like pieces inserted horizontally in the vast space. The steel blades are dense and neat, and you can vaguely see the chest and limbs of the owner of this bone. If it were still alive, what a god it would be to roar the world...
"The legend of Guhuang turns out to be true." Ning Jiujiu came to his senses and said.
"Yes." Yuan Jun pointed to the long skeleton that could not be seen to the end, and said: "This is the skeleton of Zhulong. The planet it is on was named Mars 1.5 billion years ago. Mars was still very small at that time, but when the galaxy re-emerged, After the shuffle, its size is no less than that of the mother star. At first, the Candle Dragon was the most powerful among us, so we gave it our power in the hope that it could kill the Dark Lord... This is its fate."
Yuan Jun said this while pointing to the sacred bones buried deep in the ancient glory.
Ke Wenzhou also stared at this sacred skeleton with an expressionless face.
Yuan Jun flicked his sleeves and cleared away the spiritual energy here, completely revealing the ferocious skeleton of Zhulong. The proud dragon head was half buried deep in the rock wall that had not completely collapsed. The steel whip-like, seemingly The indestructible spine was covered with dazzling gaps and fatal cracks as something ran over it.
No matter how majestic and terrifying it is, it is just the lament of the dead gods.
Yuan Jun said: "Zhulong, who has entrusted our power with us, exhausted his life and only caused a little trauma to the dark master, and did not even touch the opponent's foundation."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Since the Dark Master can be injured, it means he can be killed."
Yuan Jun sneered and said: "You are still quite powerful in today's era, but compared to Ju's father five hundred years ago, compared to Zhulong 3,500 years ago, and compared to you four thousand years ago, you are all powerful. It’s far behind! What confidence do you have that you can do what they haven’t done?! This is not a gap that courage and passion can fill. In the eyes of the Dark Lord, even in your heyday, you are just a person. Just an ant!"
The grief and anger in Yuan Jun's heart seemed to be aroused, and his voice kept echoing in this space.
They were in the Zhulong's skeleton, and the spiritual energy around them surged in again, covering them.
Yuan Jun's voice sounded again, and the words were full of despair: "There is no other way... It is indeed a difficult choice for you to destroy the entire world with your own hands. I can give you time to think calmly. I don't want to be with you." You are my enemy, so I also hope that you can put aside your indecision. What's more, the destruction and rebirth of living beings, and the creation of a new world with your own hands, doesn't it contain profound beauty?"
Ning Jiujiu said bluntly: "Everyone in the world dies, only the immortals live. I cannot accept such an ending!"
Yuan Jun asked back: "Then do you have a way to defeat the dark master? Or do you just rely on your lonesome courage?"
Ning held the silver sword tightly for a long time, and the scenes of the whole life flashed through the sea of consciousness like a revolving lantern. In his memory were countless corpses lying in a pool of blood. He gritted his teeth and said feebly: "We... have been looking for that solution. "
Yuan Jun said with vicissitudes of words: "If you don't agree, I will have to put more effort into killing you here. The Dark Lord... is invincible."
The young Ke Wenzhou was immersed in the power of darkness. His body was drooping like a puppet on strings. His mind was disintegrated, as if he had turned into a pure weapon. He was waiting quietly on the side, not knowing what he was waiting for.
In the space opened by the Zhulong skeleton, there was a moment of silence. The invincible figure of the Dark Lord seemed to have truly arrived, shrouding everyone's hearts like a shadow.
Liu Xiwan also began to doubt her sword... Such a powerful Zhulong is dead, so many seniors are dead, can they... really do anything
In the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom, the backs of Lu Jianjian and Siming on the throne also looked lonely. They looked at the tiny lives in the middle reaches of the Divine Kingdom, as if they saw the fate that they could not escape from. The laughter and laughter in recent days were suddenly thin, and underneath them The throne also became bitingly cold.
In despair, something seemed to float down from above.
Along with it, there was a soft and touching but resolute voice:
"The Dark Lord is not invincible."
Ye Changong landed beside Ning Changjiu lightly.
The silver crown in her hair, the bow at the back of her slender waist, the snow-white cotton socks under her feet... In the surging spiritual energy, the girl's figure was clearly outlined. Her clothes were meticulously dressed, as delicate and well-behaved as a doll, Bai Zang stood there On her shoulders, her pupils were shining like gems.
Ning looked at her for a long time, but frowned slightly.
Because Ye Changong covered his eyes with his right hand, golden light seemed to overflow between his fingers.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"I'm fine." Ye Changong looked at Yuan Jun, Tan opened his mouth slightly and repeated: "The Dark Lord is not invincible."
Yuan Jun shook his head and said, "Idiots are talking about dreams."
Ye Changong said calmly: "I only have preliminary ideas now, but if..."
Halfway through his words, Ke Wenzhou, who had been silent for a long time, moved behind Yuan Jun.
The dark power in his body seemed to sense that the agreement between Yuan Jun and them had failed, so the order to kill was issued again. The black sword blade vibrated out with a sudden buzz. His figure turned around, bypassed Yuan Jun like thunder, and headed towards Ye It was slashed in the direction of Chan Palace, so fast that even the eyes of Taiyin could not catch it.
This is the young Ke Wenzhou, the Ke Wenzhou who has been preparing for a long time. The power of this sword is already stronger than the sword he slashed in the virtual realm!
Si Ming and Lu Jiaoyuan were too late to resist.
Ke Wenzhou's sharp blade was already in front of him.
This was a shocking sword strike, but when Ke Wenzhou's murderous intent furrowed, there were slight ripples in Ning Changjiu's pure heart.
Liu Xiwan opened her eyes.
Ning long-term peace of mind with him.
In this moment, which was countless times shorter than the blink of an eye, Ning Jiujiu seemed to be back to the way he was when he first used this sword technique.
There was darkness before his eyes, except for a fast-moving light spot, which symbolized life.
He just needs to use his sword to fill that spot of light.
I don't know if it was him moving the sword or the silver sword that moved him.
The sword thrust forward and accurately filled the spot of light.
In the frozen scene, Ke Wenzhou's sword penetrated Ye Changong's left palm and failed to penetrate any further, but his body was penetrated completely by the silver sword!
The freeze-frame lasted only a moment, Ning Jiujiu roared, pressed his body against the silver sword, and slashed Ke Wenzhou's young body downwards. Ye Changong shook his wrist gently, and the injury on his hand was instantly repaired by the power of life. .
Yuan Jun looked at her repaired injuries and said in a low voice, "This is my authority."
Seeing the authority of the past, he could no longer calm down. As his thoughts turned, he turned the power of the God Lord to control everything around him. His spiritual energy was released, like a savage beast thirsting for flesh and blood.
Below, Ke Wenzhou's body was almost cut in half. Ning Jiujiu did not continue to crush him because he felt that there was also a murderous intention rising above him.
He pulled out his sword, and the divine bow was already in his hand when he glanced up. He locked Ke Wenzhou with his Taiyin Eyes, drew the bow to full capacity in the blink of an eye, shot an arrow, and then without looking back, he pounced directly on Ye Chan. In front of Gong, a silver sword stretched out, and he and his master fought against the suddenly furious Yuan Jun.
Yuanjun is different from other divine masters. Other Divine Lords need to rely on their own Divine Kingdom, but this world is the original Lord's world. Even if he is just a projection here, it is still as if he is here in person.
Lu Marry and Si Ming drew out their respective swords, and when they were about to stop them, Ye Changong's words rang out again:
"Leave here first, don't be an enemy for the time being, I have an idea that needs to be fulfilled."
Bai Zang also meowed.
She could also feel that the closer she got to the core of the earth, the stronger Yuan Jun's power became, and she had to return to the ground first!
The turbid spiritual energy washed away the foundation of the earth, and the cry of the Golden Crow rang out. Yuan Jun raised his head, looked at the shadow of the Golden Crow that broke through the spiritual energy and escaped in the spiritual energy tornado, and shook his head slightly.
He glanced at the position where Ke Wenzhou fell, but ignored it. There seemed to be no life left there.
But the Sword Master is a direct puppet of the Dark Lord, and it is not his turn to control life and death.
Under his feet, the flowing spiritual energy arms lifted him up at high speed and chased after the escaping young man and the Golden Crow.
The lunar eclipse has ended. In the Shenhua Building, Shao Xiaoli is looking at the moon. Behind her, a strong wind blows, almost knocking her downstairs.
Ji Xuan, who was on the top floor, also opened his eyes.
"what happened?"
Ji Xuan looked into the distance.
There, the swirling spiritual energy flow had the power to tower over the sky and the earth. It crossed the ancient Huanghuang, overturned the mountains, tore apart the river water, and came towards this place wreaking havoc.
In his mind, the master's words also sounded:
"Open the Divine Painting Building."
Without any hesitation, he directly used the highest authority of the Shenhua Tower to unfold the long history of three thousand to four thousand years.
The golden crow swooped into it.
From behind, the figure of Yuan Jun also approached.
Ji Xuan drew his sword and jumped out, directly using Xuanze's original power to stop him.
Yuan Jun looked at Ji Xuan and frowned: "You are still alive."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed forward.
Ji Xuan was shocked to find that his original power, which belonged to Xuanze, was actually suppressed by the other party, and what suppressed him was a power that was very similar to his origin!
"How come you have my power?!" Ji Xuan was shocked and confused.
Yuan Jun said: "This is not your power."
"Then what is this?"
Ji Xuan was even more puzzled. His memory of the Six Gods of Taichu had long been blurred, but he clearly remembered that each of the six gods controlled the five elements and the power of reincarnation. What he controlled was water, the unique water... Why did Yuan Jun have the same power as him?
When Yuan Junnian met his old friend, he explained patiently: "This is the power of another god. When I was expelled from Jupiter and had nowhere to stand, I had to occupy another star with a weaker god. That star was It used to be called Neptune, which was the authority of the god Neptune.”
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