The ancient demon clan emperor, Dijun, had two wives, one was Xihe, the mother of the ten golden crows, and the other was Chang Xi, the mother of the Twelve Moon Palace!

The woman who rushed towards the Golden Crow's corpse was Chang Xi!

The ancient Lich War, the Demon Clan Emperor Jun, the fall of the Eastern Emperor, Xi He's suicide, and Chang Xi's imprisonment. Legend has it that after Chang Xi was imprisoned, his soul and body were separated, and his soul fell into reincarnation and turned into the Guanghan Fairy!

Fairy Guanghan is on the Moon Palace, and no one dares to touch her. This is because she may be Chang Xi, the reincarnation of the wife of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Wu Gang who was cutting down the tree next to her was once the leader of the Lich War.

The strong ones guard the Moon Palace.

With the blood mist swirling and the dark wind howling, Chang Xi rushed towards the Golden Crow's corpse.

Yun Zhongzi was already very fast, but he was still a step too slow. Seeing that Chang Xi was about to touch the Golden Crow's body, rays of light shone in the void, and soon condensed into a Dharma form, the light soaring into the sky, extremely powerful.

The aura enveloped Heavenly Prison City.

In the blurry light, the face of the Dharma cannot be clearly seen, but everyone can feel the terrifying power contained in the Dharma!

"Chang Xi!"

The rumbling sound shook the Heavenly Prison City, and the Dharma Appearance opened a pair of angry eyes.

"ah……"

The woman screamed. She only had a trace of obsession left in her body. Her soul had long since left her body. That powerful obsession could not bear the corpse of the once upright man to be defiled and used as a tool to suppress his fellow tribesmen!

The Dharma's image was radiant, and its aura was even more terrifying than before. It stretched out a hand, as if to shatter the heaven and earth, and suppressed Chang Xi.

Her empty eyes burst into pieces and turned into streaks of blood. At the same time, twelve moons rose into the sky above her body and turned into the most brilliant halo, freezing the time!

In ancient times, there were strong men who mastered the laws of time among the two races of lich and demon. Among the demon race were Xihe and Chang Xi. They were the goddesses who set time.

The twelve moons, like twelve hours, are like a clock with a ring. They appear in front of the saint's appearance. The time on the ring is flowing backwards, and the attack of the saint's appearance seems to be reversed.

boom!

The saint's dharma image sent out a burst of terrifying fluctuations, shaking the ring open. The power of time is invincible, but it also depends on the target. The saint is too powerful. Mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, although it is only a dharma image of the saint, it can accommodate the incense of countless disciples.

Show the strength of a saint in a short period of time.

Chang Xi was facing a powerful saint at this time!

The palm containing the power of chaos slapped, and Chang Xi flew backwards. Blood was like a rainstorm. The entire sky was stained red, and half of his body was shattered. He suffered heavy injuries!

"kill!"

"kill!"

Ancestor Minghe and Mo Qilin both rose into the sky at this time, thinking of the saint's Dharma, rushing towards them with a shocking momentum.

Xuanyuan was just about to catch up, but Shennong held him back and shook his head slightly.

Yun Zhongzi took action to block Mo Qilin. However, no one blocked Ancestor Styx. He saw two swords appearing around him, with murderous intent rising to the sky. A river of blood ran through the sky and earth. Under the guidance of the two murderous swords, he rushed towards the saint's Dharma Appearance.

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"Styx!"

The saint's Dharma Prime snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, pressed down with the rolling force, and collided with the blood river, like a piece of blood exploding in the sky. A violent wave swept across the heaven and earth, shook the mountains and rivers, and swept in all directions like a stormy wave.

"Hahaha, sea of ​​blood!"

Styx laughed, and a terrifying aura rushed out, sweeping the world, causing powerful men like Yun Zhongzi and Mo Qilin to look sideways. At the foot of Styx, a bloody ocean appeared, dragging the saint's Dharma into it, and two handles

The killing sword flew across the sky, suppressing it and coming down.

"Yuanshi, this is my world, enjoy it!"

Styx waved his hand, and the sea of ​​blood was violent, with terrifying attacks one after another, thinking of the saint's Dharma and attacking away.

On the other side, Chang Xi, who was dragging his body, finally landed next to the huge Golden Crow corpse. His blood-stained eyes slowly shed tears, and his blood-stained hands fell on the Golden Crow corpse.

Buzz buzz...

The body of the Golden Crow, which was bound by countless laws, was shaking violently, and a terrifying momentum spread. An inexplicable pressure spread from the sky of Tianjing City, toward the dark land, toward the East China Sea, toward the four continents, and toward the three realms.

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This kind of coercion does not have the kind of terrifying pressure, nor does it have the power to hurt people. It is like a breeze blowing by, but it can make everyone feel his presence.

"Emperor of Heaven!" On the cold moon palace, Wu Gang, who was cutting down the osmanthus tree, slowly stopped his axe, looked across the East China Sea, and saw the Heavenly Prison City.

Fairy Guanghan was in the Moon Palace, hugging the Jade Rabbit. She suddenly felt inexplicable sadness, which was the lamentation of her soul and the trembling sadness in her blood.

It seems that something most important in life is moving away and disappearing!

"The breath of the Emperor of Heaven!"

In Nanfangbu Prefecture, among the secret sect, pairs of eyes looked at Donghai, and then they knelt down in unison, and the next moment, they shed thousands of tears...

"Emperor of Heaven, let's go!"

The golden light pierced the darkness and illuminated the battlefield of gods and demons. This light rushed out of the East China Sea. There was no heat, only warmth. Like a spring breeze, it swept across the earth. Even the golden sun in the sky converged.

His own light caused the light that rushed out from Heavenly Prison City to cover the three realms.

This light shone through the cold and cold Moon Palace, allowing sunlight to appear in the Moon Palace where there had never been sunlight. Wu Gang stopped cutting trees, raised his head, knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, recalled the ancient times, and followed the Emperor of Heaven to conquer the eight wastelands.

era.

In the dying light, the beating golden light spread, silently, no one saw it, and two shallow tears left traces on Wu Gang's face that could not be wiped away.

How many times will tears of innocence fall in this life?

The golden light passed over the West Sea, and on Mount Futu, inside the Wuchao, an old man knelt on the ground, wailing toward the source of the golden light, like a child.

The light shone on the broken Xiniu Hezhou, paused slightly, and then shined over it. The broken space, the roaring souls of injustice, and the remnant souls of the demon clan knelt down and kowtowed sincerely. The golden light passed by and was eliminated from them.

The anger and resentment peacefully entered reincarnation.

The light illuminated the dilapidated Xiniu Hezhou, erasing its sadness.

When it shines into the underworld, the light is like a sharp sword. The strong men in Xuanhuang are like grass, and the golden light is like cutting grass, harvesting lives.

On the collapsed Yin Mountain, a huge altar towered into the sky. Countless powerful men in the Mystical Wilderness prayed helplessly and looked at the golden light like the light of death in horror.

With a bang, the altar exuded boundless demonic energy, black light spread, and a dharma image fell down, protecting the Xuanhuang powerhouses around the altar.

The strong man looked at the golden light and said in a cold voice, "Is this the last glimmer of light?"

This light caused the fierce fighting in the Heavenly Prison City to stop. Everyone looked at the sky. Ancestor Kunpeng, Zhao Gongming, Yun Zhongzi and other strong men who had experienced the demon clan's heavenly era had complicated expressions on their faces.

It was really a glorious era. The monster clan dominated the eight wildernesses. It was an era of high spirits. The prehistoric era was the first of the eight wildernesses, and no one dared to violate it!

Even Styx and Saint Dharma, who were fighting fiercely, stopped and looked at the light.

In the light, the silhouette of a man slowly emerged, dressed in a golden robe, with a majestic gaze, filled with infinite attachment to this world, and he slowly lowered his head.

Chang Xi also turned into bright white light, walked out of a shadow, hugged the man, and a smile slowly appeared in his dull eyes.

"I can't remember your smiling face. I just remember that the peach trees were full of flowers that year. They were blown all over the ground by the spring breeze, and it fell like rain. It was very beautiful. Even the dust fell into flowers, like rain.

Next. If I leave, who else will accompany you to watch the rain of peach blossoms."

"Then, let's go together!"

White light and golden light intertwined at this moment, blooming like fireworks, turning into thousands of light spots, falling slowly, like the most gorgeous peach blossom rain, floating across the sky and earth.

On this day, it rained peach blossoms in the three realms. The bright and white peach blossoms and the gorgeous light seemed to shed the last piece of prosperity on the world.

On the Moon Palace, flowers were raining down. Fairy Guanghan walked on the Moon Palace and raised her hand to catch a piece of peach blossom.

There was inexplicable sadness in the deep black pupils, and then they condensed into heavy tears one after another...

Slip, slip...

The petals fell on her flowing hair, and the wind blew coldly...

She had already forgotten her past life, and perhaps she would never remember her past life. However, looking at the rain of flowers in the sky, she still felt inexplicably sad. She felt that the person she had been waiting for for millions of years in the Moon Palace was the one she wanted to wait for.

Like falling peach blossoms, they will never come back again. It is heartbreaking, very painful, very painful...

"rest in peace!"

Fairy Guanghan said towards the petals.

At this moment, the three realms are quiet and peaceful, but it also makes people feel a little sad. Who knows why it is sad?

The light faded, the rain of flowers dispersed, and the shouts of killing rang out again in the Heavenly Prison City. In the sky, the ancestor of Styx was like a god and demon, with a terrifyingly powerful aura that could challenge the saint's appearance.

Mo Qilin and Yun Zhongzi fight together. The Qilin armor has strong defense and can increase Mo Qilin's power. The surging magic light collides with Yun Zhongzi's sword.

In the Heavenly Prison City, the magic formations resisted the attacks of many strong men. However, as time went by, the power of the magic formations was weakening, and the defense of the Heavenly Prison City was getting weaker!

"roar!"

Deep in the darkness, a ferocious beast with blue scales slowly appeared. Behind it, more than a dozen strong men sealed in the dark place appeared, and the light also broke their seals!

"kill!"

Those who have been sealed by the Dark Land, if they want to leave here, they have to break through the Hell City. Unlike outsiders, they can leave at any time!

The strength of these strong men may not be as strong as in ancient times, but at this time, the addition of a group of new forces has obviously begun to destroy the balance, and the balance of victory is already tilting.
Chapter completed!