"I can't let you live, the threat to me is too great... Humph!"
The funeral dampened his surprise, and his heart felt like still water.
The emperor of the corpse family, the respect of the corpse family.
Over the years, the burial of the sky is the generation of the king, and it has also swallowed a lot.
The highest state of the ten thousand realms is the king. It is said that no one can break through this shackles and go one step further. If anyone can go one step further, it is a true oath and heaven, enough to incarnate the rules, and equal the god of the ancient realm rules.
However, this is something that the world will never be able to do. They are creatures, and they are destined to be unable to surpass the real way of heaven.
What Funeral Heaven requires is only to smooth the Origin Realm and be honored in the world.
But the fear that the young man brought to him was something he had never seen before in his life, and it shouldn't exist.
In 80,000 years, he would be able to extract teeth from his mouth. He didn't dare to imagine giving Luo Xingchen more time. Whether Luo Xingchen would complete the step that no one has been able to step into since ancient times, the Heavenly Transcendence Realm!
"You... very good! The Red Moon Demon Cult, the news is wrong, my younger generation is really disappointed! Today is the end of your fate!"
In his hands, there is a bright moon condensed, blood is overwhelming, murderous, the sky is changing, and the clear sky is long like a dark night. Who can push away this layer of darkness, I am afraid that no one in the six realms can do it!
This is the field of the burial sky, and the painted ground is a prison! Whoever takes one step further is to fall into prison forever without seeing the sun.
Although Han Fa was crowned king, faced with the momentum of the funeral, he dared not give it a try.
Everyone looked up at the mountain peak, bathed in starlight, the tower was advancing, and the people were also advancing. Fenghenxi, Fenghenxi, is about to be crowned king.
Suddenly, at the foot of Funeral Sky, the original earth disappeared completely, becoming empty, and the abyss was endless.
The gods of the spirit world can only barely rely on the support of floating spells, and feel their lives hanging by a thread in the hurricane.
At such a close distance, even if Luo Xingchen was by their side and Funeral had to take action, Luo Xingchen would be able to protect himself, I am afraid that they would not be able to prevent their deaths.
Luo Xingchen's complexion was normal and calm, and he had forgotten all the gaps in his heart.
"Brother Luo!"
Suddenly, the figure in Taoist robe, stepping on the sun and moon, came from a distance, holding a scroll with a smile on his face, and pulling forcefully.
"Zhang gave you four words, please accept it!"
The white-haired Zhang Xuanpu had endless wisdom in his eyes, like the vast starry sky.
Four dragons flying and phoenix dancing, the majestic calligraphy of the brush, impressively in the eye-hardship and joy!
"The hour has come, and after all the hardships, Brother Luo has already stepped on the ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. In the end, it will be all hardships and joy. No one can stop you from doing whatever you want to do!
Remember, today’s catastrophe is not true catastrophe, and the catastrophe in the future, be careful and keep your heart in order to avoid confusion! Push away the clouds and see the blue sky! Watch out for the purple altar... Watch out for the humble opponent... Heh! Cough cough cough..."
Zhang Xuanpu was impatient and broke the secret, but because of the disclosure of this huge secret, he was bloodless, coughing, blood flowing from his mouth, half kneeling in the air, and continued to hold on to these four words, his long hair was cold and cold. The cold wind blows away, you want to see through, why hang your teeth
"Brother Zhang, shut up!"
Luo Xingchen's eyes were serious, and in a rebuke tone, he didn't want Zhang Xuanpu to speak any more!
Jian Jinghong went to hold on to Zhang Xuanpu and wanted to pull him away, but Zhang Xuanpu shook his head and trembled, and tactfully refused.
At this moment, Funeral was confused, but he felt that Zhang Xuanpu's words were very strange. He had a hunch that he might have to remember Zhang Xuanpu's words, and he might give up all his previous achievements because of his carelessness.
Therefore, the funeral will not bother.
Zhang Xuanpu glanced at the funeral sky with his weak eyes that could not be opened, as if he hadn't seen it, and with a bitter heart, with his intermittent voice, the blood from the corners of his mouth had flowed all over the Taoist robe, his eyes were a bit sad. I tried my best, but made a faint voice: "I'm Zhang... In this life, I can meet you, and I haven't gone for nothing! I have miscalculated everything, and the only thing to be proud of is that I can follow the trend! Choose to follow you!
My lord... Not afraid of the storm! He must be able to equate the sky... Zhang, will talk to the lord in the next life, and talk about the rivers and lakes... This life... is enough..."
Zhang Xuanpu's head tilted down and slowly dropped, closing his eyes forever, and a peaceful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It became an eternal picture...
Jian Jinghong felt a pain in his heart. This is another respectable partner who left them alive in front of her!
"Brother Luo..."
Luo Xingchen sighed about life again, couldn't help closing his eyes, two tears fell...
Jian Jinghong hugged Zhang Xuanxu tightly. The body under this robe exudes residual warmth and is very warm. Even if the residual warmth is about to dissipate, she will always remember this feeling, her breathtaking beautiful eyes. , There were also tears swaying, all over the clothes, delicate body, trembling, and there was a weeping sound in the throat.
The gods of the spirit world, in this quiet night, couldn't help but red eyes, all of them bent over and bowed towards Zhang Xuanzhu, Han Fa, no exception...
Some time before the funeral, he was still listening carefully. When Zhang Xuantu finally said that Luo Xingchen could qitian, he was furious, his face instantly sinking like hell: "Qitian? Can you qitian? Old man? What's that? Listen to this dog's gibberish! Bastard!"
Luo Xingchen opened his eyes and stared at the funeral sky, with a posture of dominating the world, whether he is happy or sad, and slowly said: "Your honor, don't insult my fellow daoist! I will be angry!"
"What's wrong with you? You will die for the ancestor!"
An arm in Funeral Sky stretched out and stretched endlessly, like a raging mad dragon in the sea, leaning towards Luo Xingchen's throat, wishing to pinch him to death!
He hates people most, pretending to be in front of him, angry? Only those who are strong are qualified to be angry, and those who are weak are only worthy of being called a grievance!
"Master, be careful!"
The funeral sky shot, with the full moon scimitar hidden in the palm of his hand, and his heart was heavy. It turned out that he wanted to squeeze Luo Xingchen to death. He wanted to take advantage of it and show the public. At this speed, Han Fa felt the same, and felt a little frightened. The head on the neck seems to have moved.
If at this moment, it is not Luo Xingchen who is standing in that same position, but him, and his life has not belonged to him!
Even if it is a god king who is a hundred times more powerful than Han Fa, Han Fa will think that it is a foregone conclusion!
He never thought that the Red Moon Demon Cult actually hides this great horror!
Plan for a million years, revenge? Do you really care about this trick, Red Moon Demon Cult? He has lived ridiculously throughout his life.
"Luo Xingchen, get away!"
Han Fa made a desperate bet. He saw that Luo Xingchen seemed to be stunned, giving up his life for justice, and was willing to send Luo Xingchen away. He came to bear the destruction of his life and death. , The sky collapsed, and the little god realm was destroyed in an instant!
"My king, don't move lightly! Slowly—"
Sword Sovereign, Miao Zun, Fen Zun, King Shura were panicked when they saw this, and went forward. The four loyal generals of the gods were willing to stand in front of Han Fa.
Han Fa is willing to block for Luo Xingchen because he wants to redeem his sins, while Jianzun and the others are willing to block for Han Fa because they protect the lord!
Just like Long Ling, they are willing to guard Yue Wushuang, and would rather go one step ahead, because this is their faith and their love.
Just like Zhang Xuantu, he broke the secret, bears the cause and effect, and regards death as home, because he firmly believes in these people!
Trust, mutual transfer, life, on the verge of apocalyptic crisis, can be generous and handed over to each other! With the total death!
The burial hand has been stretched out, the arrow is on the string, and the picture is in the middle of the dagger. The arc of the moon is flying across the chain, about to spread a wound on Luo Xingchen’s neck, and Han Fa, the distance from Luo Xingchen, is only the moment of reaching out, Jian Zun and his party People, desperately chasing, but can't catch up!
"Vanxiang underworld-town hell!"
Luo Xingchen used four or two strokes, flipped his arms, and pushed Han Fa away with one blow, calmly and calmly, and his eyes were like sharp swords and mad knives, infiltrating the consciousness of Funeral Sky, turning his back against the guest!
The full moon blood knife was sealed by him with the yin and yang seal of life and death, and it stopped instantly! The black and white rays of the seal of life and death split into ten thousand-character mantras: "Heaven is vast, the earth is impermanent, the immortal powers, the magical curse, the six reincarnations, all of which are born and overcome each other. All worlds are balanced, the saint’s natural disasters, the gods respect the nine calamities! Only the evil way, deliberately hurting the heavens and slaughter the earth, so the heavens are intolerable, the earth is intolerant, and the humans and gods are angry! …"
Click! Click! Bang bang bang...
The full moon blood knife of the burial sky collapsed every inch, and couldn't bear the chanting of the Yin and Yang life and death seal the vast Tianshen Jue, it fell apart and turned into thousands...
The bloody hand of Burial Heaven came first, and did not hesitate when the Moon Blood Sabre shattered, and he was already about to pinch his throat!
Suddenly, a huge shadow of the tower formed its body, covering Luo Xingchen's body at the moment of the flash of lightning. This silver heavenly tower, with nine layers of exquisite jade dances, silver color and brilliance, is a starry sky. The giant, copper-skinned and iron-boned, with brilliant golden light, with a strong grip, he instantly broke off Funeral's wrist. Before the funeral could shrink his hands, he screamed again, so painful!
The appearance of the sky tower, the radiant light, really broke through the endless dark sky, and the stars shifted, making the heaven and the earth shine again! The evil spirits are still not going away
This giant, like Luo Xingchen, is one body with form and spirit. When the stars move, he moves, and the stars move. When he moves, the stars move, and he moves too. Looking outside through the void, the stars are a little bit of a big world!
The so-called origin of the world is actually not just the origin. It is everywhere. Stars are scattered from the sky, condensed in the Haochen Tower. The giant steps forward, shaking the shattered space, and the star points shuttle, one step at a time! One thought for hundreds of thousands of miles, let the ends of the world, if there is nothing.
"Flap! Flap!"
The size of the star giant is majestic and taller than the stalwart body of the burial sky, powerfully and quickly, shuttled to the front of the burial sky, waved the iron-cast palm, and waved continuously!
Funeral's face was slowly swollen, and instantly turned into a pig's head, completely unrecognizable, and angry.
"Ahhhhh-little thief... How dare to be fierce, get out of me! Chattering!"
"Boom!"
After returning to the burial sky, he condensed the blood and soul of the palm into a real blood handprint, concluding the heavenly path, and blasted the body of the giant star.
The star giant couldn't bear this blow, so it shattered in an instant, scattered a little bit of stars, after disappearing, returned to the Haochen Tower, repeating the cycle!
Luo Xingchen put away the Haochen Tower, the silver hair on his head sometimes turned golden, and in a flash, gold and silver intertwined.
Gold, representing the power of Zhou Tian, silver, representing the ultimate ice! The depth of his left eye pupil is so cold that it makes people stop breathing, and the coercion of his right eye pupil makes the heavens and all realms uncontrollable.
The clothes flicked, but the black clothes constantly swallowed and absorbed the surrounding darkness!
Luo Xingchen's mouth seemed to have a philosophical saying: "Since I can't drive away all the darkness, let the darkness belong to me! I will bear the erosion of darkness and don't care about this one more time!"
When his faint silver hair, if the Qin silk is raised, the faint eye pupils, golden light and silver light, continuous flashing, one life, one extinction, one life, one extinction!
Whoosh whoosh! The sky, flickering black, flickering white, flickering dark, not day, not like night, a series of sudden changes, flashing gods, all tried their best to cover them, unable to open their eyes.
This kind of momentum seems more terrifying than the doomsday!
The ancient Xingjun is awakening!
In Luo Xingchen's mind, he returned to the mysterious man's words again: "If, this time, you can succeed, I am you! You are me! If, unsuccessful! I am still you! You are not me! I am. The future is waiting for you—"
If there are three points of evil in his eyes, seven points of emperor intent, ancient emperors who have been sleeping for thousands of years, immortal myths and legends, today, officially awakened, it is him, Luo Xingchen!
The sky was still flashing, flashing and flashing, dark for a while, and bright again for a while.
In the process of this flash, the funeral sky was thrown out of disheveled, blown up by the wind, and on his face, there was a shock, shock, and at a loss!
His aging body has been trembling because of fear, not because he is not as strong as Luo Xingchen, he is only shaken and trembling for such a powerful will that has never existed before!
"How can you... live? If you don't kill you today, I won't have a way to survive in the future! Your life, my ancestor received—"
It doesn't hurt to break the wrist, but to pull out the fangs.
The name of burial day, burial day two words, well-deserved reputation!
At this moment, Xingjun, the evil ancestor, and the two heroes are slowly rising up in the extinguished Void God Realm, formally, and begin to fight—
The funeral sky stretched out his arms, the funeral sky moon-worship sleeve robe was waved, and the void was sad: "I want this day, only blood! I want darkness and come to the earth!"
Sure enough, the clouds were floating and sinking, calming Luo Xingchen's will, his will was better, the surrounding world, the light no longer flickered.
Luo Xingchen turned his head and looked at the slanted lower corner. The fear-rooted spirit world gods, turned his head and glanced at the funeral sky with a smile: "Fighting? Don't be here, go to the ancient starry sky! Do you dare?"
"Why not dare!"
"I'll take you!"
In an instant, it was that kind of whirlpool again, that kind of hurricane, which was initiated by Luo Xingchen's thoughts, and the light curtain enveloped his two bodies, changing rapidly, fighting back and forth, and the dragon's tail, a thousand years!
The dark whirlpool took away two people. They left and went to the ancient road in the starry sky. They are about to engage in a terrifying war of enlightenment and seek the sky!
And Han Fa and the others, completely invisible, the worry that they had just thought of, until now, it turned out to be an unfounded worry.
Stretching the eyebrows, feeling relaxed, at this moment, the blood of the gods is boiling over, looking up at the starry sky, full of worship...
Time, slowly passing by-one year, five years... a hundred years... nine hundred years, nine hundred and ninety-nine years...
Within a few thousand years, Luo Xingchen, in order to deal with the funeral sky, never returned, life and death is unknown, no one knows so far, the two of them, who won and who lost, only knows that the Void God Realm has been destroyed, Han Fa, He also regarded the last pure land of the Desolate God Tianyu as a foothold.
Some of the people who entered the chaos in the early days have returned, but they weren't old friends in the spiritual world.
Huang Wuxin, Chu Jingxian, Huatianwu, the three fairies, sassy and heroic, peerless and dust-free.
Qi Jiutian, a descendant of the god ape, optimised the sky with a pillar into a Taoist implement, danced with a long stick, ***, scattered on the coast of all directions, and huge waves were surging to the sky.
The demon king, Donghuangxiao, Donghuang bells, opened Taichu, Taishi, Taixu, Taiyi, the four major students, so they released the strong men who had been trapped for a long time.
After that, one flower proves the way, one demon king, one stone stubborn iron heart! Venerable Flower, Venerable Stone, the half-step Taoist practitioners who entered the Beginning, have already proven the Tao, stepped into the demon king, and fought with their old master Shujun.
Then, the nine impermanences, the same proving the Tao, the nine statues work together, majestic, and at the same time take action to control the stone statue of the king of underworld, no less than a blow to the king of God!
Desolate God Tianyu, Yue Wushuang is the host, banquets and banquets, picking up the dust.
Desolate God's realm has become lively and lively, and everyone is chatting, sharing this doomsday scenery.
"Hahaha! Donghuangxiao, I want to fight you again now! Don't you have a Dao weapon? Now I have it too!"
Qi Jiutian slapped his thighs while drinking, amazed the spirit world gods.
"Senior, in the beginning, you came out together, didn't you go to the same place?"
"It's a coincidence. This is God's will. We are together in Tianyuan. We will return together now. Maybe the people of Yitianya will come back together! That bit of pain is indeed piercing, but I can bear it all, everyone. Don’t worry, I think they can do it too! Unfortunately, they came out too early. If God takes care of me and lets me live for tens of thousands of years, I might be crowned king, hahaha..."
Qi Jiutian is full of spirits and can't live forever.
"Huh, don't get overwhelmed."
Donghuangxiao suddenly pushed out the wine glass in his hand, spilling Qi Jiutian's face.
"Damn! Really want to fight?"
"Stop the two seniors, my humble house can't stand your toss, so let's vent your blood to the enemy!" Yue Wushuang smiled peacefully, with an elegant temperament, and respected the two demon kings. They were a little embarrassed and sneered. Get up, this respect, I have to laugh at it.
"In other words, when we were away, how many years passed in the spiritual world, I wondered. The flow of time in the beginning is really different from the outside world, and the different places inside him are even different."
Venerable Hua held the wine glass, tasted the rich and mellow aroma, and asked questions to the spirit world friends.
"Oh... It's too miserable! Brother Chen was resurrected and fought against the funeral sky for a thousand years. Now it is gone! I guess they will hit the end of the world and they have all gone to the 33rd heaven."
A Mo shook the cup playfully, not rushing, just because Zhang Xuanfu broke the secret, they knew that at least Luo Xingchen would not have an accident because of the funeral. It was very simple. This catastrophe was not a catastrophe, and the funeral was unworthy.
Yue Wushuang, all of them were not worried either. Putting this state of mind to rest, just waiting for one day, Luo Xingchen might return with Funeral's head.
Worry for nothing? nonexistent!
"Burial... Burial day? With whom? I didn't hear clearly!"
Qi Jiutian, Venerable Flower's mouth looked like an angry bullfighting, and after being shocked, his speech was incoherent.
Eastern Emperor Xiao, Huang Wuxin, and other Tianyuan allies all laughed blankly, one by one, showing weird expressions, very funny.
"You heard that right, it is Luo Xingchen, my brother Chen! The one lying in the coffin... haven't you seen it?"
Amo pulled a chicken leg and gnawed it with relish, with the meat in his mouth, so it was also vague.
Qi Jiutian's wine glass fell to the ground with a crooked mouth: "Uh, Donghuangxiao, please slap me. I feel like I'm dreaming. Why is my head a little dizzy?"
Donghuang Xiao was stunned for a moment, showing a gentleman's smile, without hesitation, raised his hand and slapped his hand to avenge his personal vengeance. With a lot of strength, he set off the wind and waves. Qi Jiutian turned his horse on his back and flew out from the banquet hall...