When Yuan Gu died, his ambition, his loneliness, and his regrets all turned into a little rain of light, blowing away with the wind.
In the end, such a strong man cut the Tao, but he couldn't lose his thoughts and true feelings, and he was burdened heavily. He came to this world alone to prove the Tao, chewing on the desolation, he has flesh and blood and tears.
When the light and rain disappeared, the sunset glow also disappeared, the sky darkened, and the cold wind blew across the desolate land, everything came to an end.
Ye Fan won, but he didn't have the joy he deserved. On his deathbed, Yuan Gu whispered sadly, opened his arms, stretched out into the void without light, and faced the darkness alone. Those words touched him.
Abandoning everything for the hope in my heart, but in the end it was nothing. How many people in the world are like this, who have struggled, sad and joyful, lonely, and ultimately fruitless.
Everyone is the only protagonist in their own life and has their own stories. Yuan Gu is not weak. Because of his different positions and different paths, he confronted Ye Fan to the death. There is no right or wrong. A pile of scattered bones, his love and hatred ended here.
This is the ruthless road to enlightenment, abandoning, letting go, abandoning loved ones and true feelings, but in the end, there may be no results, nothing can be obtained, and one's own blood and bones are used to forge the road to success for others, leaving a sad song in vain.
In the same place, a similar thing happened in the ancient years. The life-and-death confrontation between two celestial wizards was called the pinnacle battle of the young holy emperor, and it made the heavens boil.
Yuanhuang won that battle, defeated the most powerful enemy in his life, and embarked on the path of enlightenment. A new reincarnation began a million years later, but his descendants were defeated, and died.
Qixiayuan, a place destined to be extraordinary, maybe a hundred thousand or a million years later, there will be a pair of young emperors fighting for supremacy, leaving another legend.
The entire battlefield was silent, and people watched Guangyu leave, disappear, and disperse. Yuan Gu's ultimate wish was to return to the ancient times, which was obviously impossible.
I don't know who sighed first, but Yuan Gu had a true temperament, but in the end it ended in such a sad way, which touched the hearts of those who are determined to prove the Tao.
There was a brief silence, and the people in Yuanhu Lake roared unwillingly. Many people rushed up, murderous, turning into a torrent and sweeping towards Ye Fan.
The black mist surged, the killing intent rolled, and many people in Yuanhu Lake were bleeding. This is the eighth generation grandson of Emperor Yuan. He lived in this life only to prove the Tao. He died like this. They feel like they have lost a treasure. Lost ten thousand years of luck.
"Buzz!"
A ray of cold light flew out and shot at Ye Fan's head in the battlefield. It was a small silver spear long from chopsticks, which was an ancient relic, pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and wanted to nail him to death.
Ye Fan turned sideways and didn't pick it up, because the small silver spear with chopsticks was corrugated into pieces, and the seal carving had infinite lines, which is beyond what ordinary people can sacrifice.
Sure enough, all kinds of lines were densely covered, and it collapsed by itself, turning into a small world, trying to swallow him in, and some strong people wanted to take him away.
There was a brilliance between Ye Fan's brows, and the Purple Gold Hammer made a ripple. This is the incomplete holy weapon, which shattered this small world on the spot and turned it into a piece of fly ash.
"kill him!"
I don't know who yelled, a big cyan claw protruded from the sky, covered the sky, and emitted a sage's power, wanting to destroy Ye Fan.
The brilliance between Ye Fan's brows flashed again, and a ray of purple and gold ripples shot out, leaping like a real dragon, shimmering and shining, blocking the big hand, while he himself retreated quickly.
"Why are you still standing there, cut off the human saint's body to avenge Yuangu." Someone shouted from Qixia Plain.
At the same time, several big hands protruded from the sky, from different people, all of them had the power of a saint, with boundless terror and a terrifying aura.
They are all masters, and one foot has stepped into the realm of the ancestors. Such a person can sweep one side and wipe out several clans, and the same shot against Ye Fan is a lore.
"I am in a decisive battle with Yuan Gu, life and death are at the mercy of fate, what do you mean?" Ye Fan looked at Gao Tian.
"If you dare to kill the ancient empress, ten thousand deaths will not pay for your sins. There is no reason for you to survive. Pay for it with your humble life!" In the end, there were six big hands reaching down. They were not the real ancestor kings, but they were also close.
Purple and gold ripples bloomed between Ye Fan's brows, six of which were shot at the six big hands, each containing a wisp of the nine-color divine flame of the fire domain, which can burn everything.
"Hey!"
In the sky, the six big hands all trembled and quickly sank into the void. No one understood what happened.
"What are you waiting for, the human sacrament killed the blood of the ancient emperor. This is a serious crime that cannot be forgiven. Let's kill him together." Someone clamored and encouraged secretly.
Ye Fan paid attention coldly, whether it was the few people who shot just now or the clamoring people, none of them belonged to the royal family of Yuanhu Lake. Some people deliberately provoked disputes with ulterior motives.
"Fair duel, this battle has come to an end, are you bewitching people, want Yuanhu Lake to start a war with the human race?" Some people shouted like this.
At the same time, a dazzling light rose up, the avenue was full of lines, and blood was like a sea. The barbarian king came out, snapping his fingers one after another, and people kept screaming. There was a black turtle on his head.
Among the crowd, there were more than a dozen figures turned into blood, and their bodies and spirits were all destroyed. They were the ones who had provoked in the dark just now, and none of them survived.
"When did Primordial Lake fall to such a state, do some cats and dogs want to use them as guns, and want them to fight against the human race?" the barbarian king asked.
"boom!"
The people of Yuanyuan Lake finally stated that it was endless murderous aura, boiling, a group of people came forward, and there was an ancestor king in the middle, whose blood was so high that many people couldn't help but kneel down, unable to bear the pressure.
This is a group of murderous gods of death. Yuan Gu was the hope of their clan, but he died like this. This is an immeasurable loss.
It is predictable that in the next 10,000 years, Xuehuang Mountain, Shencan Ridge, Huolin Cave, etc. will become more prosperous, because there are ancient princes, but the eighth grandson of Emperor Yuan has fallen, and the situation of Yuanhu Lake is worrying. .
"It's not up to you to decide whether you should be a spearman or not." An old man in Yuanhu Lake looked cold, waved his sleeves, and rolled towards the barbarian king, making it clear that the visitor was not good.
Especially the ancestor king in the middle, every pore of his body was full of murderous intent, strands of strands overflowed from the pores, crushing the world, even his clansmen did not dare to approach him, his white hair was loose, and his eyes were empty. scary.
The ancestor king stared at the black tortoise on the head of the barbarian king, and said: "There will be an agreement at the Yaochi Grand Meeting, and the saints don't show their supernatural powers, do you want to break this rule?"
"You can't talk nonsense. The one who made the move just now was the little barbarian, not the great Xuanwu. I know that you are full of resentment in your heart. You have died of the blood of the ancient emperor, and you just want to find an excuse to make the move." Xuangui said.
"boom!"
From the other direction, a powerful aura came over the sky, and another ancestor king manifested, wearing a blue-gold battle suit, walking from the horizon like a god of war, and approached in two steps.
"Human Saint Physique is amazing. He is so decisive and ruthless that even the descendants of the Emperor Yuan will kill him immediately." It was obvious that the visitor was not kind. Although he was not from the Primordial Lake, he obviously came here for them.
"In the decisive battle of life and death, I will be killed if I am soft-handed. It is a fair confrontation. Do I have to explain the truth here again?" Ye Fan said in a calm and humble manner. He was mentally prepared for such a thing to happen.
The cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things flies out, hangs above Ye Fan's head, and hangs down strips of divine power to protect his body. The nine-color flames in it are ready to be sacrificed at any time, killing everyone with blood, regardless of whether he is the ancient king or the royal family.
"It's amazing, if you kill the Queen Yuan now, will you also trample me under your feet in the future?" The third ancestor king appeared, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, with his hands behind his back, and stepped down from the night sky with one step. To step on Ye Fan's head, this is to step on to death alive.
"You guys are going too far, fair decisive battle, life and death!" The black turtle on the barbarian king's head opened his mouth and spit out a beam of light, blocking the ancestor king's feet and knocking him back a few steps.
"kill him!"
Many people in Yuanhu Lake couldn't bear it and couldn't accept this fact. Many people gathered together and wanted to attack Ye Fan.
The black black tortoise on the barbarian king's head spit out light, and said: "Do you really want to destroy the rules and force the great Xuanwu to take action?" Its words were like thunder, shaking these people to their knees, and they couldn't get close.
The white-haired patriarch of Yuanhu Lake let out a cold snort, took a step forward, and met the black turtle, blocking its breath. The brilliance of the inch-long divine sword between his eyebrows shone, and everyone was terrified. The sword, Yuan Gu used it not long ago, its power is obvious to all.
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"The saints don't show their supernatural powers, are they really going to become a dead letter?" Xuan Gui opened his mouth, showing a dignified expression.
In the sky, the ancestor king wearing the purple gold crown showed a cold smile, stepped down again, and stepped on Ye Fan's head with one foot, wanting to trample to death.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled for a while, and he retreated a long way in the sky, but this time he still failed to land, because a rickety, skinny old man appeared.
The saint of Tianxuan Stone Square stood beside Ye Fan, the ancient well was calm, and his expression was calm, he said: "This battle is over, let's stop here."
"You said the curtain will fall when the curtain falls?" The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown in the sky sneered.
"I believe that the people in Yuanhu Lake have their own tolerance." The old sage of Tianxuan Stone Workshop said, and then his eyes were blazing, and he fixed his eyes on the Ziguan Patriarch King.
"Dengdengdeng..." He involuntarily took a few steps back, showing surprise. The white-clothed god king in the Yaochi event had made a name for himself, but the ancient people didn't know the other saints of the human race, so they couldn't help being shocked at this time, and they were also unfathomable!
"The saints of the human race are really intimidating, but do you think you can keep the holy body?" The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
At the end of that direction, nine ancient ferocious beasts stopped in the sky, pulling an ancient chariot across the void, exuding simplicity and grandeur, the Nine Phoenix King, who was once praised by the Holy Emperor of Fighting, was there!
Ye Fan opened his mouth, his words sounded like a sword, and said: "Not every patriarch king is as big-hearted as you, don't you want to get rid of me? I'll stand here and see how you can touch my hair!"