Chapter 1308: Twilight Song of the Earth
When the darkness invaded the seventh district of the reincarnation, white light came over the ground, and the drum sounded. It was a strange sound formed by the magical powers of the heavens. Almost all the emperors murmured. Crackdown.
An elder emperor is permeated with heavy twilight throughout his body and is accelerating aging.
The Heavenly Way is not only as simple as suppressing the repair of He Da Dao, but it can also accelerate the aging of the physical body and the decay of the Yuanshen.
The ancient emperors had already dwelled on the old man, and now it is even worse!
"Let's go!" Yanniang laughed.
She was originally a middle-aged woman, but now she has wrinkles covering her face, her hair is gray, and she is all white.
"Let's go."
The wise lady waved her hand and looked calm: "This is not your battle. It requires you to fight desperately in the future, not now. This battle is our battle now."
Zhong Yue's face was sullen, and she said to the commander, "Let's go."
In the darkness, an extremely powerful being walked in. Wherever he went, the darkness became thicker, and in the light on the other side, there was a faint demon who seemed to be composed of pure light.
At this time, the drum sounded again, and Zhong Yue stunned slightly, but the drum sound did not come from the black emperor, but came from another direction.
Then he saw the King of Origins, and his heart sank again. The magical powers of the heavens are not issued by the black emperor, but the origin **** king. The arrival of the origin **** king means the entry of the boss, after all, Yuan Ya, Feng Tian and Yan Xing are all his subordinates.
Si Ming struggled in her heart and wanted to fight again. The arrival of the King of Origins made her immediately dispel this thought.
"Brother Feng, funeral spirit!"
Zhong Yue called out, and the burial spirit king and Feng Xiaozhong arrived immediately, and the five stood on the six heavenly wheels. Zhong Yue looked at the old emperors who were still aging and exhausted under the shroud of the heavens. Although he had known this was the inevitable ending, he still had sorrow in his heart.
"Let's go," said Ming Ming softly.
Zhong Yue nodded and saluted the great emperors. The six heavenly wheels turned, and a buzz broke.
At that moment, he heard the voice of Emperor Xiaoyao: "Black Emperor, White Emperor, you are finally here, Daoists, let them take a look at the creativity of our acquired souls! Study with us The magical power revealed in the seventh cycle of samsara is on display! "
Their bodies are burning, the momentum is blooming, the eruptions, old voices converge, and they make loud shouts.
"Explain!"
The six heavenly wheels pass through the air bubbles one by one, and drive to the distance, and in the back, an incomparable light bursts out, and the bright light shines, which will illuminate the seventh circle of reincarnation.
It was the supernatural powers that the emperors burned their lives, their own primordial gods, and exhibited.
Solution.
It was a magical power that they learned and studied together with Fuxi Daozun, a magical power that belongs to the Uniform Reincarnation of the Universe, and they need to work together to display it.
Dao Zun is deceased. Fortunately, these great emperors still exist, and this unprecedented supernatural power has not been buried by time.
And now, this is the first and last time that the emperors of the ancient world have teamed up to display this great unified power!
This is a magical power that has never been seen before, unheard of.
"Natural souls are worthy to say? You are just the lives we have created, and also worthy of earth-shaking? The heavens have no way--"
Another extremely loud voice sounded, followed by the voice of a respected king.
"Uneven at night!"
"Xiaguang shines!"
"All monsters return to school!"
"Putian Shenzhao!"
"Jiufeng burns the world!"
"Yuan Crow's funeral!"
"Come and swallow the sky!"
...
boom--
The terrible throbbing came after the light, and lifted the six heavenly wheels, making it difficult for the commander to control the heavenly wheels. He slammed into the heavenly wheels, rolled up this heavy device, and smashed them into bubbles. Tumbled through bubble after bubble.
The earth-shattering throbbing continued for a long time, and the six heavenly wheels were sent farther away. After a long time, the throbbing weakened, and the commander could control the six heavenly wheels, urging the heavenly wheels to cut out the seventh cycle , Appeared in a mysterious realm of the emperor.
The emperor was inexplicably surprised to see Si Ming waiting for someone to step out, and quickly bowed down, "Sister."
Shi Ming nodded gently.
This emperor is her subordinate, called Ye Tianzi, and the son of Tianyuan Tiandi. This time the commander entered the Yuan mysterious realm with the six heavenly wheels and returned to the six realms.
Zhong Yue was silent, Si Ming didn't say a word, Feng Xiaozhong didn't say a word, the funeral **** king hesitated, and didn't speak.
Emperor Xiaoyao led the ancient emperors to fight the lives of those **** kings. What was the end?
Can they win?
Can they survive?
Heroes are amazing, wolves, tigers, and leopards are as weak as chickens, but heroes are always old and unsupported, as old as Fuxi Taoist. Can they stand up to the enemy's attack?
Zhong Yue is in a heavy mood. The blackest emperor, the white emperor, the king of origin god, the innate **** emperor, and the innate demon emperor. These are the oldest existences that control the most powerful force in the world and are close to the existence of Taoism.
Their last blow represents their strongest power. Can the magical powers of Emperor Xiaoyao really be able to counteract it?
In the depths of time and space, there was another faint movement, which represented that the battle between the ancient emperors and the gods continued.
After a long time, the throbbing calmed down.
Zhong Yue stood up, sacrificed a thousand-winged ancient ship, and calmly said, "Fun spirit, we should leave."
His face sank like water, without the slightest mood swing, and he seemed to have no interest in the outcome of the battle in the seventh cycle of reincarnation.
The funeral **** king ascended the ancient ship, Zhong Yue stood on the bow and looked at Feng Xiaozhong, Feng Xiaozhong gently shook his head: "This battle made me feel the blood that was so hard to find for a long time. Many things have been abandoned from me, and after this battle, I can feel the blood being stirred up again. I want to go on and continue to find this blood. And I also need to enter the reincarnation with the six heavenly wheels of my life. In the seventh area, I want to reproduce the magical powers of the ancient emperors. "
Zhong Yue nodded and the Qianyi Ancient Ship broke into the air.
In the ancient universe, the King of Origins rushed out of the seventh cycle of samsara. His body was full of scars, and he flew forward madly. Suddenly, his body was shaking, his body was out of control, and he thundered into a planet.
The King of Origins struggled to stand up, and suddenly fell to the ground again. Under his arm, the King of King Crow and Feng Tianyuan Jun fell together with him.
"The acquired soul can be so powerful ..."
The King of Origins struggled to get up, desperately suppressed the injury, and suddenly the injury broke out again. Another blood spewed out, which made him change his face.
When he was desperate just now, he immediately caught Yuan Ya and Feng Tian Yuanjun when he saw the situation was not good, and escaped, but he was still hit hard.
An ancient tree flew up, rolled them up, and the God of Origin breathed a sigh of relief and let his heart down.
On the other side, the black emperor and the white emperor flew away one after another, and an ancient **** Wang Canghuang escaped from the seventh cycle of samsara.
"Wow--"
Baidi vomited blood, and suddenly said: "Don't leave, beware of heaven and grandfather!"
The hearts of several other ancient **** kings were stunned, and they quickly stopped, and several **** kings looked at each other, looking pale, and saw that each other was badly hit.
The Congenital Demon spit out black blood and murmured, "These acquired spirits ..."
Reincarnation of the seventh zone, the war subsided.
Emperor Xiaoyao fell down, his eyes were dumb, and he stared at the void, whispering: "My Taoist magical powers will be inherited, right? My three disciples are not too stupid, cough!"
He coughed violently, and his face was crimson: "Although what I taught them was only fur kung fu, after further research, I could still get all my inheritance. I don't want my wisdom to be lost ..."
Around him, a great emperor fell there in a row, and several others were still breathing. They were struggling to stand up, some were sitting hard, trying to maintain their dignity before they died.
Their broken meta-mystery formed a broken space-time in the seventh zone, with stars all over, but most of them were already torn, floating there quietly and silently.
The Empress Wisdom sits beside Emperor Xiaoyao, with a calm complexion. Although she is a blood-stained face and wrinkles, she has a different kind of beauty.
They held their palms together and held them together.
"Don't think about it so much, the Taoist magical power has been advancing, hasn't it? Even if your apprentice can't make your mantle , but in the future, there will be born as smart as you and me, and the wisdom It is deduced to you and me, and even surpasses us. "
The Empress Wisdom leaned on his shoulder and whispered softly, "You are always very cunning and care about your own life. If you didn't care too much and were too stubborn, we might have been holding hands together for a long time. Maybe we would not waste 100,000 years ... "
"You are too stubborn and don't want to go with me." Emperor Xiaoyao smiled.
The Empress Wisdom said: "It's you!"
"Okay, it's me."
...
They leaned together, an old great emperor looked up, and said calmly, "Two, I'll take a step first."
"I can't support it, sorry ..."
Yan Niangniang smiled reluctantly: "Fortunately, they haven't gone far."
The breath of a great emperor dissipated, the wise female emperor watched silently, and suddenly her body trembled, and the people around her lost their breath.
"I……"
She sat there awkwardly, still let Emperor Xiaoyao lean on her body. After a long time, the female emperor sang lowly and sang an ancient ballad, which is an ancient ballad in the Age of Jiji. It is a carefree little girl grazing. When she meets the man she loves, she becomes sentimental, sometimes rejoicing and sometimes sad, worrying whether the lovers in her heart like her.
Singing and singing, she made a low sobbing sound, and after a long time, a heartbreaking cry cried the peace of the battlefield.
"Oh, the hero of the earth—"
Her body burst into countless broken totem lines, sealed the battlefield, and sealed the corpses of the ancient emperors in the seventh cycle of reincarnation.
The body of a great emperor gradually disappeared, and it was a time of glory accompanied by their burial. (To be continued.)