Hearing the inquiry in her ear, Li Youwei's delicate body kept shaking. She wanted to beg him to be merciful, but she didn't know how to say it.
The figure who brushed shoulders left after all, no one dared to stop it, and no one could stop it.
In the cold wind, the blood on the plain clothes was still so dazzling, and the left arm that was hanging down could no longer be lifted.
A sentence of love is as light as a feather, but it is as heavy as a mountain when you add it to your body.
The past is like a reflection flashing before my eyes, there are joys, sorrows, kindness, and even the hatred of betrayal. Gradually, it fades, dissipates, and goes with the wind.
The last moment, the people who have left, leave the last words, vague and incomprehensible.
Li Youwei was stunned, but there was no joy in her heart, only the uncontrollable pain, the lingering, deeply bowed body, as the eldest princess, was the last gift for the dynasty's ascending and descending.
The next moment, Su Yi disappeared and disappeared.
Ten days later, the new emperor of the Lihuo Dynasty ascended the throne, and the young boy under the age of five, the only bloodline of the royal family, was crowned the grand ceremony.
The new emperor was young, and the former queen and the eldest princess ruled under the curtain together, but everyone knows that from now on, the person in charge of the dynasty will be the beautiful figure on the right side of the dragon chair, behind the bead curtain.
Duke Muyang's mastery of heavy troops has become the biggest variable, especially after the new emperor ascended the throne, he began to become unstable.
The three congenital consecrations of the royal family have become the biggest support of the Li Dynasty. After the drastic changes, Li Youwei's character has changed a lot, she has become calmer, and she is diligent in political affairs, and she can no longer see the charming smile of the past.
At the top of the Nine Heavens, in the turbulent flow of space, Meng Xuanji was still approaching the sky, and after walking for most of the time, she was not far from the truth.
Even though she already believed most of his words in her heart, she still had to come and take a look at it herself to make the final confirmation.
In the Holy Land of the Four Extremes, in the temple, a fierce battle took place. The red sword light shone on the heavens and the earth. In the end, Hong Yi was seriously injured and defeated and escaped from the Holy Land.
The four-pole realm master did not send anyone to chase, and let the wind and dust leave.
Half a day later, a young man in blue brocade walked into the hall and kneeled respectfully in the hall.
"See Landlord"
"Xuanzhi, get ready," the four-pole realm master said lightly.
"Yes"
Xuanzhi gave a respectful salute, and without any expression on his overly handsome face, he got up and walked out.
The powerhouses of the Holy Land all bowed down when they saw the blue figures walking out of the temple, and many of them were born with the Third Tribulation.
The Holy Land is respected by strength, except for one person, that is the person in front of him.
The cultivation of the second-grade congenital is not outstanding, however, Xuanzhi is the most noble person in the four-pole realm, except for the realm master and the son.
The century-old plan, the situation of light and darkness, and the strategy of the Tu faction are all from the hands of the people in front of them, step by step, to promote the Shenzhou plan.
Now, the opportunity to open the channel between the two realms is at hand, and Xuanzhi is the only and most suitable candidate.
Before the Holy Land, the rays of light of the formations were on and off. In the formation, a black and white jade pendant was ups and downs. It was a great faction that was destroyed.
Xuanzhi stood in the formation, turning his hands to form a mark after another, and the light of the formation became brighter and brighter.
The formation is set for seven days, and the Holy Land is silent, waiting for the most important moment of this century to come.
In the Hall of Longevity, the King of Disaster set off and was about to go to the Holy Land. However, as soon as he left the Hall of Longevity, he was stopped by a figure in plain clothes.
"It's you." The calamity king narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
There was no answer, only the knife light responded, the purple dragon energy was surging and mighty, unparalleled.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the King of Calamity stepped back ten feet and flipped his hands, trying to summon the Samsara Realm in the Hall of Longevity.
However, after waiting for more than ten days and nights, how could Ning Chen give him another chance, the light of the sword was like lightning, and he forced him to kill without a gap.
"Junior Er'er, I don't know how high the sky is." The King of Disasters was angry, turned his palms to congeal the yuan, and relied on the streamer's battle clothes to regret the knife light.
With a bang, the two of them took a half step back together, and before they recovered, the light of the sword fell like a lightning bolt, and between the eyes, dozens of purple awns swept across.
On the Nianqing knife, once luck was added to the body, the space was unbearable, and cracks appeared one after another, spreading continuously, reaching a hundred feet away.
The battle of the four poles in Shenzhou, to undertake the future battle, will destroy everything in the world, dozens of miles around, such as being punished by heaven.
Ning Chen's fighting spirit has reached the limit, and he is about to kill the culprit here.
The sword light and the purple energy are mighty, one knife is stronger than another, the more the king of calamity fights, the more his anger rises.
As the king of the three disasters, how can he bear it by being forced to kill by the younger generation.
"drink"
The pride of the king cannot be blasphemed, the king of calamity shouted in anger, and the serene air all over his body slammed. In an instant, the whole earth was pulled, and it rose and rose, and the power of the three disasters shook the world.
Ning Chen was not afraid at all, the body of the blade plunged into the ground, and the right palm slammed down, pulling the dragon energy in the blade with his body, reproducing the martial arts of the heavenly book.
"The scroll of the earth, the earth destroys the mountain"
Such as the blade light against the sky, endless, out of the earth, straight into the sky.
The terrifying situation, earth-shattering, the rising earth collapsed and destroyed, the sand was furious, and no one was intact.
In the sand and dust, the purple air swept past again, and instantly reached the front of the calamity king, with a loud bang, the swords and palms clashed, and the mighty force destroyed another hundred zhang radius.
The two people who fought to the top, raised their hands and gestures, both of them were full of murderous intent, transcended the power of five calamities, and made Yue Ye lose its color.
In the Hall of Longevity, the two innately felt the aftermath of the war in the distance. They were about to leave for support, but suddenly they couldn't move.
The figure looming in the void was blurry, and the face could not be seen clearly. Just raised a finger, and the world was fixed, making the two innate like a cage.
He said that in this battle, he has to concentrate on the battle without any excuses, so no one can disturb him.
She owed him a favor, and she paid it back today.
A hundred miles away from the Hall of Longevity, blood began to flow from the corners of Ning Chen's mouth, however, the fighting spirit was still unmatched, and the purple energy was shining like a furnace.
At the moment of the strongest, even if he temporarily lost his sword and his left arm, relying on his cultivation and his luck, today, he is the source of war alone.
In front of the calamity king, the battle armor showed three terrifying knife marks. The ground craftsman's most peak work in his life, the sharpness was close to the golden feather, and the streamer battle clothes could not stop it.
The blood gleamed, reflecting the cold moon, Ning Chen, who had added three volumes, after making up for the gap in realm with luck, his combat power was no longer lost to anyone, and the spirit of brave battle was dazzling.
"hateful"
Abominable, the king of calamity shook back the sword light with a punch, the suppressed humiliation broke out in an all-round way, the palms condensed the essence, the immortal hall of longevity inherited the move, and the black moon was in the sky, illuminating the thousands of people.
The black moon appeared, with a radius of dozens of miles, the vitality was scattered, the flowers, plants, birds and beasts, insects and ants all turned into ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth.
The mighty power that smashes the sky is terrifying, endlessly oppressing, and slams away.
Wangyou, who was a hundred miles away, felt this terrifying aura, and his eyes looked into the distance with a ray of light.
During the battle, Ning Chen waved his hand, his thoughts swirled in the air, and then he raised his hand, the snow fluttered in the sky, a snow-colored sword condensed, and after a while, the sword was connected with luck, and the sword hummed softly, absorbing purple energy.
"Resonance of Heaven and Earth"
The sword pointed to the frost, slid across the stream of light, and the knife and the sword flew out like a purple rainbow, and the heaven and the earth reappeared in the world.
The extreme move of the collision, the black moon exploded, the mad sand roared, the mad roar roared, the corners of their mouths were all stained with vermilion, and they took a few steps back.
Feeling the threat of death for the first time, the King of Calamity could not hide his anger. Since entering the three disasters, the feeling that he has never been there again is so clear this time.
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, the young man in front of him now has the same strength as him.
In the Holy Land of Four Extremes, the great formation set up by Xuanzhi had reached its final stage of success. The Lord of the Four Extremes appeared, and in the side hall, Xuan Tian also walked out, silently following behind the Lord of Four Extremes, and walked towards the great formation.
"King of calamity, aren't you here yet?" The four-pole realm master looked into the distance, and his majestic eyes flashed with brilliance.
The formation was completed, the four-pole realm master, Xuan Tian, and Xuan Zhi walked into it, the formation was extinguished, and the three figures disappeared in an instant.
On the top of the Nine Heavens, the endless space is turbulent, Meng Xuanji is not far from the sky, and the lotus steps lightly, step by step, walking forward.
The brilliance in front is getting brighter and brighter, it is the light from another world, warm and unfamiliar.
As everyone knows, the crisis is just around the corner, the top of the nine heavens, only the third calamity can reach the top, plus the turbulent flow of space, it is not easy to invade Shenzhou on a large scale.
The Holy Land has a hundred-year plan, and cooperated with the light and shade of the Hall of Longevity, the first to destroy the fairyland is to capture the most crucial thing in the plan, the yin and yang jade.
At the end of the turbulent space, Meng Xuanji, who had been walking for nearly a month, finally arrived under the sky, turning her palms to shake off the illusion in front of her, and a scene of barren and scorched earth appeared in front of her eyes, as if it was right in front of her, but far away and unreachable.
"See? How, why don't you expand the territory with this seat, and include all the Shenzhou in front of you in the four-pole map" In the voice, the four-pole realm master and Xuanzhi appeared, looked at the woman in front of them, and said indifferently.
Meng Xuanji's eyes shrank, a chill rose all over her body, and she held the gilded feather yarn tightly in her hands, fully alert.
"Pity"
The Four Pole Realm Lord sighed softly, raised his hand, and the pressure swept down.
Just as Meng Xuanji was about to shoot, suddenly, a Haojian shot out from the sea of qi in her dantian, silently, making it too late for people to react.
"how"
Blood vomited out, and the breath was violently scattered. Meng Xuanji, who was covered in blood, glanced at the gilded feather in her hand, and when she moved her hand, she was about to throw it into the turbulent flow of space.
However, beside the calamity king, Xuanzhi was already prepared, the handprints flipped, the strange magic was cast, and the gilded feather yarn flew over slowly as if bound by silk threads.
Hao Jian pulled out, and brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers.
"Ning Chen, I'm sorry, Meng Xuanji disappointed you"
The figure of the kneeling figure, stained with blood, the daughter of a generation of heaven, has fallen to this point today, how sad and desolate.
The sea of qi was destroyed, scattered in a mess, constantly destroying the meridians of the whole body, Meng Xuanji covered her mouth, coughed violently, blood overflowed from her fingers, and her eyes were red.
Outside the Hall of Longevity, in the middle of the battle, within Ning Chen's body, the death seal of the clutch and reunion quickly dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, it completely dissipated.
Ning Chen's face changed greatly, something happened to Meng Xuanji!
In an instant, the knife light stagnated, and the King of Disaster seized the opportunity and slammed the former back with a palm.
Ning Chen regained his senses, moved his feet, and quickly caught up.
The two figures galloped between the heavens and the earth one after the other, and after the streamer passed by, there was a mighty purple energy.
In the Holy Land, the calamity king appeared, stepped into the formation, and quickly disappeared.
"Stop him and hold on until the king and the realm master come back"
"Yes"
Seven innate powerhouses walked out, two for the fourth calamity, two for the third calamity, and three for the second calamity.
Ning Chen fought single-handedly, his purple qi has weakened a lot so far. To punish the king, today, he must finish his work in one battle.
Under the sky, the King of Calamity came. He glanced at Meng Xuanji, who was covered in blood not far away, and sneered. In the end, he came to this point.
"let's start"
The four-pole realm master didn't ask anything, and said lightly.
"kindness"
The king of calamity stepped forward, suppressed the injuries in the body, sublimated the whole body, and the dim light shot into the sky, raising the cultivation level to the limit.
The four-pole realm master also absorbed the energy, the multi-colored brilliance rose, poured into the gilded feather, and crashed into the connection between the two realms at the top of the nine heavens.
In an instant, the entire quadruple land shook, countless volcanoes erupted, and ground fissures spread like the end of the world.
The mountains and rivers were robbed, and the heaven and the earth were weeping. In just a moment of change, there were countless people in Limin who suffered the robbery of the heaven and the earth, with dead bodies everywhere, a sad scene.
Between the two realms, at the limit of the realm, a tiny crack appeared, which quickly expanded.
"Xuanzhi"
The king of calamity, the master of the four poles shouted loudly, breathed into the sky, devoted all his cultivation, and tried his best to support the cracks to the extent that one person can pass.
When Xuanzhi saw this, his figure swept away and submerged in it. At this moment, the space scrolled, Su Yi walked out, glanced around, and quickly moved.