The ancient sculpture disintegrated in an instant, and a vast and infinite trembling power descended. The river of time was shattered, and the fate of fate had collapsed. The face of the common monk had long since disappeared. He was once an ancient taboo existence, and now
His whereabouts are unknown, but he has left a trace of incense in the wilderness.
Many years ago, a girl who transformed into a demon accidentally entered this place. Her hair turned gray overnight, and she inherited the death energy of the forbidden sculpture. She has been sitting idle ever since, but her reputation has already dominated the world.
Today, the sculpture is broken.
A flash of astonishment flashed in her dead eyes, she couldn't believe it, and there was that last hope.
Could it be that he is back?
How should I face him?
The dead girl was speechless and stared.
The light and shadow at that moment were brilliant and graceful.
Soar, soar, soar.
As if the swirling chaos disappeared and reappeared, he was walking on the edge of life and death. Li Tu opened his eyes again. He saw a dusty shrine with ruins at his feet. It was an empty and lonely hall with a dome.
It is very high and filled with the aura of death. Who is worshiping here? This is a death-like temple, shrouded in mist and invisible.
As if in a sudden glance, he also saw the white-haired girl sitting under the shrine with a blank look and a dull face. Her pupils were blood red, her white hair was smooth and supple, her skin was as white as jade, and she was wearing a blood-stained dress.
Graceful and fierce, like a bloody knife, defeating the world.
"Girl, girl."
Li Tu shouted softly.
In his memory, at the last moment, he was killed by the evil god, and his body was brutally possessed. He was a chess piece, confused and desperate, unable to find a way to break the game.
However, now, he is alive again, occupying a strange body. It is a mysterious sculpture that has turned into his own body. This is a new life. Where is this heaven? Where is the old friend?
Zisu, the girl with long hair hanging down her shoulders in the dream, the scenes and beautiful faces, familiar and unfamiliar, died without a burial place.
Li Tu's eyes were miserable, as if the whole world's pressure was on his thin shoulders, which was unbearable.
And he was also looking back at his past at this moment.
He remembered his past memories.
Once upon a time, he was a mortal monk. He also fought his way up to the nine heavens from a place of despair. He marched forward in an indomitable and unprecedented way. From the sea of blood all over the mountain, he became a Taboo and became a Taboo. He was an ancient
The protector beside the great emperor is surrounded by powerful enemies. This is his qualification for the righteous immortal position, and he needs a protector.
The young and beautiful emperor, who is unknown to anyone, is soft and weak, with a pair of bright eyes like autumn water, and likes to wear white clothes. When she was a girl, her family was poor, her cultivation was difficult, and she was often bullied. Her plain white face was covered with tears.
She has long hair as black as a waterfall, graceful and charming.
And he is a domineering and cruel master, both a teacher and a friend, and also the most secret protector. When the emperor has not awakened the memory of his past life, he will protect her and defeat the group of young people who try to get involved for her.
The Great Emperor Daoyun should all die. He is a secretive person, and this is just a ridiculous deal.
At some point, his eyes were full of her jumping around, gritting her teeth in the sun, or weeping silently. Her face was full of misery, but her eyes were firm, and she had been silently persistent, belonging to
Her emperor's appearance has never awakened, and he has always been behind her.
Unfortunately, the commoner monk fell.
He was plotted against by the female emperor.
That day, blood rained heavily, the wind blew everything, the trees bent, and he fell into a pool of blood. His face was obsessed and speechless, and he stared blankly:
"Yes, I hope you can become an emperor in the future. This is the path of an emperor. You kill me, I will kill you, and I will be your protector. No matter from the beginning to the end, or whatever, I have no regrets."
The weak woman in white finally accompanied the long sword and became the eternal empress, named Empress Wangkong.
And that man's tomb is never there.
See you again!
He left only a meager inheritance, which was almost extinct.
In a rainy season, he fell.
Countless years later, he met a girl who was helpless and as weak as a rabbit. He couldn't bear it, so he gave the inheritance to her, but he didn't expect that an unintentional act many years ago turned her into
A generation of witch, although she has never done anything, her vicious reputation has spread throughout the world. This is the story of the girl and him.
He was betrayed once.
He doesn't want to anymore.
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The blood-clothed girl's aura was like that of a king in the world, and the iron-blooded aura behind her was invincible. Her eyes were clear, her lips curled up in a strange arc, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, emitting a terrifying light.
"Who are you? Where did you come from? Damn it. You dare to occupy the statue of a statue of a senior. You deserve to die."
Her face was full of murderous intent and melancholy, and her eyes were filled with a pool of bright water, as if she had lost one of the most important things.
The dead girl's face was dull and her pupils were shocked. From the very beginning, she felt a sense of joy. She felt that the person she had guarded for a long time was coming back to life. She was at a loss and her heart was pounding wildly.
I am at a loss and don't know how to face the person I want to see all my life. Sometimes I feel that it is hopeless to hold on, but now, when that person really comes, this is God's will.
disappointment.
Extremely disappointed.
Unfortunately he is not.
Who is it?
Blasphemed God?
What about the commoner monk?
She was furious and arrogant.
This white-haired demon girl is usually kind and kind, and she has been guarding this shrine all year round. She has not been out of the mountain for a long time. Her men are a group of big demons, and they are almost unreasonable. They only care about who has the biggest fist, so the girl's thoughts
It's simple, no matter who you are, just ask my fist.
The witch's momentum reached an unparalleled peak at that moment. She was definitely one of the most powerful and unfathomable people in the ancient world. There is no doubt that in this era when the emperor is falling like rain, as long as the emperor does not come out,
, then she can dominate all this and be unparalleled in dominance.
Her strength can definitely crush Li Tu.
But what was shocking was that the man's aura disappeared and then reorganized, becoming bright and dull, which suddenly reminded her that this was him.
The one you miss so much will definitely come back.
Li Tu stood in the dust of the shadows, his eyes shining and his face smiling. When he smiled, there seemed to be light.
"Ye Ji, long time no see."
A sound that turns around a thousand times.
But the witch who never sheds tears and is famous for her cruelty and domineering power actually covered her pretty face and cried, her eyes were blank, "Are you serious?"
"I have died. This is my Tao body, a reincarnation. My second life memory is my original self and my disabled self. I hope... don't cry, am I here?"
The witch's crystal tears fell, and this sad woman burst into tears for the first time and cried non-stop.
"Why did you come here? I've been waiting so hard for you. Don't leave. I don't care. I'll always follow you. You are who you are. I don't care about so much in my past life."
"Of course I won't leave. When the evil god is born, I will be a person from the beginning. Ye Ji, you are stronger than me now, so I still rely on you a lot."
Li Tu joked, closing the distance between them.
"Yeah, good."
The sad witch and the young monk embraced each other in the Temple of Night.
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But in life, the pressure like landslides and tsunamis is coming towards you. If you can't stand up with gritted teeth, you will fall down. All living beings are like pagodas. Their eyes are cruel and cold, teasing and ruthless. They are gods or demons. You
You will fall more and more miserably under the eyes of others.
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At Tongten Pavilion, the armies faced each other, boundless, and their arrogance soared into the sky. Even though the army of demons was defeated once by the Valkyrie, the losses were not great. They were just frightened by that peerless sword, which made these demons fearful and felt thousands of enemies.
You must not underestimate the people of the world. Those demons ride strange mounts under their bodies, their auras are as violent as thunder, and their peaks are terrifying. These ferocious beasts are often produced in dark tombs, or between the death mountains and the abyss.
everywhere, the death aura in the sky makes them extremely arrogant and cruel, arrogant, deformed and chaotic, bloodthirsty and war-loving, which matches the devil's death temperament very well.
At this time, I saw Tongtian Pavilion monks wearing black heavy armor, with solemn faces and thunderous and furious demeanor. There were a hundred thousand people. This was Tongtian Pavilion's last counterattack. They must advance and retreat with Tiangou Pavilion and live and die together.
, death is not a pity, if the foundation of eternity fails in their hands, it would be a big mistake.
At this time, Hei Zhetian took the lead, his tiger eyes widened, and the ferocious flames were frightening.
He smiled fiercely and said: "The group of rats in Tongtian Pavilion is known as the largest pavilion in the world. They have countless eagles, dogs and dark chessmen under their command, all over the world. It is said that the master of the pavilion is the most beautiful woman in the gods. Everyone, please follow me and fight.
Death Mountain needs to establish its authority. These strong men of the righteous path cannot resist the resurrection of the evil god, so leave it to me, we can do it."
However, this group of violent demons did not realize that there was a deep fear hidden deep in their leader's eyes.
Because the Master of Tongtian Pavilion is not an embroidered pillow. She has a sword. This sword can kill immortals and destroy gods. Any enemy who faces this sword will die. Even Lord Evil God is extremely afraid of this kind of sword of Taoism.
It can completely tremble and shatter the fate, but it is a pity that it only takes one sword. But it is the intimidation of this sword, the sword seals the throat, and everyone is so frightened that they dare not move at all.
Therefore, although Hei Jietian is boosting morale now, knowing the secret taboo, he will definitely not take the lead. He will just let some people die first, forcing her to use the power of the sword, and then become
Weak, in this way, he can do whatever he wants and take Tongtian Pavilion, which is no problem.
He really wanted to live because he had a huge ambition deep in his heart, enough to devour the whole world. He even had a trace of ambition to become the master of the magic mountain. Although the white-haired demon girl had really terrifying methods, the one hundred and eight demons
He had summoned all the leaders, and he didn't want to be a puppet in the hands of others. His majestic and majestic power made him unwilling to be inferior to others.
Therefore, he wants to dominate the world.
He wants to live.
He wants to meet the evil god, use the power of the evil god to kill the white-haired witch, and from then on he will be in charge of Death Mountain, so that the general trend of the world will be in his hands.
This is really the case now. Zhengdao has no time to take care of himself and actually allows these people to enter the realm of the middle god. It seems that the resurrection of the evil god has given them a huge panic and will show no mercy.
The master of the pavilion stood on the top of the Linxing Pavilion, overlooking all living beings like ants. Her dress was fluttering, her face was plain white, her hair was as black as Moye, her black eyes were pure, she was dressed in noble purple clothes, and she was dressed up.
She is not the kind of girl who is tender and sweet, but has a sense of grace and nobility. She is the mother of the world, full of aura, luxurious but not out of touch, like a fairy under the moon, beautiful and flawless.
She said calmly: "Three lives and three lives, I can't even touch your clothes. It's because the way of heaven is too ruthless. After I use that sword, I will die. When time flows backward, will you think of me? We were once
Taoist couple, we agreed to meet each other across the other shore, why don't you recognize me? I'm very sad, and I won't run away again next time. Since the way of heaven is blocking me, then I will kill the way of heaven."
"In this life, I just want to hold your hand, lean on your shoulder, and talk about the tenderness of my daughter's family, but I can't even achieve this extravagant wish. Everything is damned!"
The moon-fairy-like woman is full of murderous intent, as if she is going to embark on a road that is invincible to all races, and will be remembered by the world for the rest of her life. The unbeatable road is at her feet, and if she goes all the way, she will definitely see the end.
She looked down at the thousands of demons, her demonic intent boiling, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining an extremely sarcastic arc.
"Everyone, don't run away. The devil has been fighting here. In order to destroy the attic and to ruin all your hard work, can we bear it? Is there any way to escape? Where can we escape again? We have nothing to do with it.
Self? Absolutely, this is the righteousness of loyalty. I would rather die than fall. Let the devils see what they are facing. Thousands of years later, the successors will definitely remember us.
In the name of it!”
Afterwards, everyone was shouting!
United as one!
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Da Qin, Immortal Dynasty, Tai Chi Palace.
The long night.
A little lamp like a bean, quivering in the strong wind.
These days, many major events have happened that shocked the empress.
The evil god unexpectedly revived with the help of the Gray Lord, and the arrival of the evil mother is not too far away, and the future can be expected. This means that the power of the prehistoric doomsday is coming soon, and no one can resist it, although some super ancient
The forces have already planned to escape to other realms, and some old guys even whispered flatteringly, ruining the future of the ancient sect, just for a glimmer of survival, abominable, hateful!
But how can the Immortal Dynasty leave? So what should happen to hundreds of millions of people? Who will bear the catastrophe of such huge cause and effect?
But the young man she had given high hopes to was framed by the evil god. He was brilliant, became famous at a young age, defeated the ancient gods in the prehistoric times, inherited the power abandoned by heaven, and became the first of the geniuses. Unfortunately, he suffered a great change, but he was a
The chess piece in his hand has been plotted and cannot jump out of the chessboard. You can see the majesty of the evil god.
There is no leader in Tianqilou and Qunlou. Without him, everything will turn into a mess in an instant. No one of great use can stand up. There is a huge quarrel between Qunlou and the newly established martial alliance. All the powerful people are in trouble.
It depends on who is displeased, and sure enough, under the sneak attack of the Ten Ancient Gods, almost all of them were ruined, the Martial Alliance established its own business, but Tianqi was still lonely, and even the old forbidden king died in the battle.
Once upon a time, there was a girl with peach blossom eyes and a pretty face. It was just like that. It's a pity that the falling flowers are intentional, but the running water is ruthless. She left, running alone on the road, her back was miserable and miserable. What a pity for all the loving people in the world.
Always hurt by ruthlessness, if she were still here, maybe she wouldn't be so confused.
Just like many years ago, the royal family cannot escape and must fight to the death until only the last person is left.
The empress of the Immortal Dynasty was dressed in plain clothes. The woman was practicing ink with her bare hands, and her red sleeves were fragrant. She quietly looked at the big characters written in her pen.
The writing is like a spirit.
The words are round and smooth, as if showing a bright smile.
She only had a few days to rest. She was exhausted from everything, but unfortunately she couldn't do better. It was really sad.
What you love is unattainable and the most distant thing from your heart!
In this world, the Emperor of Qin led many soldiers, fought without regrets, and defeated them with one punch after another. Why should you give up to the evil god? Even if you have the power to destroy the world, you cannot shake our will.
, regard death as home!
Is it possible?
The empress in plain clothes shook her head. There seemed to be a trace of sadness that could not be dissipated in the center of her eyebrows. She didn't know whether she was right or wrong, but since she had come to this step, it didn't matter whether she was right or wrong. She could only bite the bullet and keep going firmly.
, no matter how long and bumpy the road ahead is, it is all an illusion.
The Tianqi Tower was destroyed in an instant, and Tongtian Pavilion was also hunted by demons, and its fate was in jeopardy. Originally, with the means of the woman in purple, she could easily expel the demons, but unfortunately she seemed to have been hit too hard, and she was reincarnated and rebuilt.
Even if the foundation is destroyed, it doesn't matter. The methods of the Ancient God City are indeed unparalleled and the gods cannot be insulted. Their attacks are as fast as thunder. I am afraid they have already planned and calculated to crush it into the dust in one step.
, no longer have to worry about counterattacks, be ruthless and decisive, and get it done once and for all.
This is the ancient god!
Otherwise, why would it cause such a headache?
When the Immortal Dynasty joined forces with Tianqi to put pressure on him, they must have repaid God's flaws and would never forgive him.
They have been preparing secretly for a long time.
Suddenly, a gust of messy night wind rushed into the Taiji Hall. The night wind was gloomy and billowing, as if it was filled with the screams of ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was scary and dark. The wind was ordinary, like an evil ghost whispering, and it fiercely killed the Empress of Qin.
Surrounded by it, countless bloody figures looked at the common leader of the world with extremely malicious eyes.
The empress's expression remained unchanged, standing in the wind, her plain clothes were frivolous, her demeanor remained graceful, and her face did not change.
She said in a loud voice: "Since fellow Taoist disciples are here, why don't you come out and meet me? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here? It's very boring."
"Haha, Empress, do you know your sin? Who gave you the courage to blaspheme the ancient gods? Do you regret it now?"
The cold and vicious whispers were so dense and continuous that they seemed to make people's heads explode and were unstoppable.