These few words made countless practitioners tremble in their hearts.
Especially the human race!
This was a huge blow.
How many people regard Lin Yan as a spiritual pillar?
How many people regard it as hope.
But today, he actually fell.
"well!"
At this time, Ling Dao, the old master and others sighed deeply. They closed their eyes slightly to cover up the endless pain.
This is true in the world.
And within the Tianzong, the disciples and others who left behind also knelt on the ground and cried.
"What's wrong with you?"
At this moment, Xiao Chanchan came over and looked at them and said.
"Chanchan, Master... Master has fallen!"
"The Sect Master, I have returned to nothingness!"
At this time, these disciples and others looked at Xiao Chanchan and spoke.
They did not hide it.
But at this moment they were also surprised, why can't Xiao Chanchan feel such pain?
Xiao Chanchan is also a human race?
The fall of the God Emperor of the Human Clan, and Lin Yan is even more like a God Emperor. This is the sorrow of the entire human Clan. Even if it is an irrelevant person, he can't help but shed tears, but Xiao Chanchan is fine?
this?
Everything surprised them too much.
"Big brother?"
"He is not dead!" Xiao Chanchan looked at Cangqiong, her eyes were pure and flawless, but she seemed to see the place where Tianxuan Gate was, and then slowly spoke.
ah?
Everyone was surprised.
But then shook his head.
Xiao Chanchan is just a child.
I don't understand all this at all.
Lin Yan... no longer exists in the world.
Even more impossible to rebirth.
It is impossible to reincarnate either.
This is the real fall.
At this time, in an ancient demonic land, the magic stone suddenly opened its eyes.
"He's dead!"
Then he murmured.
At this moment, there was a complex feeling in Magic Stone's eyes.
There are joys and sorrows.
"He was dead."
"Die to kill my senior brother." Magic Stone spoke, and at this time he smiled slightly.
Lin Yan is dead, who in the world competes with him?
Anyone else?
Not enough at all!
But then he burst into tears.
Lin Yan died, and there was no one fighting in the world.
"I have defeated you, but I never think I really lost. This is just a journey of experience on the road to the legend of my magic stone achievement. Losing this way is not considered losing. Only by truly entering the world
If I still lose, then I will lose."
Magic stone opens its mouth.
But the legend has not entered yet.
How did he lose?
But now...
"I am in the world and have no opponent anymore." Magic Stone took a deep breath and said.
This sound was lamenting.
He could feel that the drop of blood from Lin Yan had disappeared.
It completely disappeared and there was no breath.
It will no longer exist in the body of others.
This is the consequence of self-destruction, and all the aura that belongs to Lin Yan has been erased from the world.
Lin Yan had also died back then, and that drop of blood was just no longer glorious.
But now...
It's gone.
Collapsed!
"well!"
Everything is just a sigh that turns into a magic stone.
Hundred days!
A full hundred days.
The Tianxuan Sword resounded directly for a hundred days.
Such voices have been in pain for a hundred days.
A hundred days later, the sound of the Tianxuan Sword disappeared, and the tragic sound of the world stopped.
Above the sky, the strange phenomenon that Lin Yan's figure transformed away also dispersed at this moment.
A hundred-day vision!
Completely dissipated.
Looking at this scene, everyone understood...
Everything that belongs to Lin Yan no longer exists.
There is no more Lin Yan in the world.
"We didn't catch up after all!"
At this time, dozens of figures stood in the ancient deserted mountains, and the leader sighed.
And he was wearing blue clothes, his clothes were shining with wind, his eyes were bright, as if stars were flowing.
Beside him is a woman, a beautiful woman.
They are ancient wilderness and magnificent.
Now, they have come to the world.
And so, the human race... has also had a God Emperor!
And more than one.
"Divine Emperor!"
"Human God Emperor!"
"Ancient Wilderness God Emperor!"
"Qinghua God Emperor..."
The moment they appeared, shock appeared in the eyes of countless practitioners.
As for the human race, this is even more so.
"Will he still live?"
At this time, Qinghua looked at the ancient wilderness.
Listening to this, Gu Huang did not speak.
He... was silent.
How can you survive if you self-destruct in the world?
This is the rule of the world, unless Lin Yan's anti-celestial body reaches its peak, it cannot be broken.
But the peak?
How is that possible?
"The battle between the God Emperor has arrived, and there is no more Lin Yan in the world!"
At this time, in the ancient Taoist land, the Zilong Taoist also sighed.
He has endless insights and has long been the God Emperor.
In this life, we can step further into the legend.
"It's a pity that we are unable to take action!" Taoist Zilong sighed. They had too many confinements on them. Once they took action, they would break the balance of heaven and earth, or would cause heaven to come.
And now, the dispute between the God Emperor has begun.
Such a struggle is the most brilliant struggle in this great era.
Mu Zhan, Lingxi, Miaohan and others stood proudly. In addition to them, Batu, Shenfeng and others also appeared, and even Feng Jiuxuan and others were standing in the sky. This dispute is about to begin.
But everyone in the world sighs.
Under this dispute, there was no Lin Yan.
"well!"
The Zilong Taoist sighed.
The world sighs.
And under this sigh, fifteen years passed by.
The great era has gone through fifty years.
Everything has changed!
Heaven and earth are different.
The human race... has become the leader of all races and the strongest race.
Fifty years ago, the human race was still bullied by all races, but now, the human race is overwhelming the world.
Everyone understands that all this is because of one person.
"Tomorrow, sacrifice to the ancestors of the human race!"
At this moment, a sound spread throughout the world.
This is the voice of the ancient desolate god emperor.
This sound can be heard in all heavens and all worlds.
The next day, when the day gradually faded, the moon had already emerged above the sky.
Outside the ancient deserted mountains, countless human races stand.
At this moment, Gu Huang and Qinghua stood in front.
Mu Zhan, Miao Han and others followed behind.
Fifteen years passed, and they were also the God Emperors.
That battle between the God Emperor was not a tragic one. The human race became the biggest winner, and thus laid the foundation for the strongest race of all races. Lingxi became the first God Emperor, proudly in the world, Mu Zhan, Miaohan
He also obtained the seal of the God Emperor in Heaven and stepped into the level of the God Emperor.
It's just that the magic stone has never appeared.
However, nothing can rewritten the strongest pattern of the human race.
At this time, these people stood here, with endless spiritual monuments ahead.
Looking at this spiritual monument, no one expected that the ancient wilderness had put all the names of the human sages on it, and now there is a new spiritual monument, with two words written on it.
Word: Lin Yan!
"In ancient times, the human race was weak and bullied by all races. Then they fought in all directions. Because of the cruel, dark and turmoil in the sky, they were eventually defeated and were bony.
In this era, Lin Yan rose and killed the world, allowing our human race to stand at the top of the world. Today, I am here in ancient times, bringing billions of human races to pay tribute to the souls of our ancestors."
Above the sky, the moon shines.
Throughout history, this moon has been eternal.
It witnessed all the years and the world.
"Sacrifice!"
And under the sound of ancient wilderness, everyone left with sacrifices.
Commemoration for hundreds of millions of human races!
The breeze passed by and blew on them.
All races in the world are staring at all this.
At this moment, a young man stretched out a palm from a mountain in the distance, feeling the breeze, and smiled slightly.
This wisp of wind blows today.
But it seems to be blown for two million years.
The same world, the same moon, a wind that has blown for two million years is like a conversation between two million years.
At this moment, the young man looked at the spiritual monuments of the human ancestors, and then murmured: "This era is as you wish. The human race has become strong, and your dreams back then have come true!"