Chapter 961: The setting sun reflects on peoples hearts, and the rising sun shines on ancient times
"Jade Liuchen!"
In the void, there was a cold wind sound, which contained solemnity and murderous intent. It was the voice of the Wind God from the distant Northern Ming royal family.
But that's all.
Jade Liuchen, who has no sword behind his chest, will have no obstacles in recovering his cultivation, and he was the altar tens of thousands of years ago.
As powerful as the Northern Ming royal family, although they are not afraid of the altar, they are unwilling to offend too much unless they have to, especially one who has not chosen to believe in the ancient tribe!
So I have no choice but to endure this loss!
The other parties were all struck by the appearance of this scene at this moment, and their minds were filled with thoughts!
Only the Great Emperor in mid-air is holding a sword and staring in all directions!
Wherever the gaze goes, there is nothingness and waves, and the spirit within retreats again and again, not daring to face it directly!
The gods of the powerful clans on all sides trembled and restrained themselves one after another!
I thought that the sword-wielding emperor was exhausted, but the scene just now turned everything around. At this moment, no one wanted to risk their lives for the final test!
Because it is not sure whether the sword-wielding emperor at this moment... still has a trump card, whether... he is still fishing!
So all parties were silent!
Just like that, time passed little by little, and dozens of breaths later, the divine fire on the Empress' body had already risen to the sky!
At this moment, the heaven and earth turned golden, and the endless divine fire formed a vast force, sweeping across the sky!
There is only more than ten breaths left between the final success.
All eyes are staring at it!
The sword-wielding emperor in mid-air also looked at the empress, with a smile on his face!
But deep in this smile, there is deep fatigue!
At this moment, he was really exhausted!
Although he hoped that the sword in his hand could continue to shine, the hidden weakness in his body eventually spread, making the sword unable to hold up!
For example, his soul shadow began to disappear from the inner substance, but he is still holding on, at least on the surface, his strength still exists. He will hold on until the end of the empress becoming a god!
Then, he wanted to go up and take a last look at this world, the human race here, and this sad world at the moment when his life passed away!
Compared with the weakness of the Great Emperor, the Divine Fire of the Empress is getting stronger and stronger!
The world in the emperor's heart is dim, while the world outside that belongs to the empress becomes more and more golden.
The divine aura from the Empress is finally rising, forming the sound of endless thunder, shattering the laws, collapsing life, and undergoing a qualitative change.
This scene is so sad!
On one side, longevity has been lost, on the other side, vitality is high!
"Like reincarnation..."
The emperor murmured in his heart, endless fatigue and infinite weakness, like the eternal tide, drowning him from the inside out, making his sharp eyes appear turbid all his life!
The wise heart of a lifetime has fallen into dust!
In a trance!
This turbidity unknowingly reflected red!
This dust turned into paper silently!
Red and paper blended together to form five... red paper figures!
The expression looks like crying or laughing!
The fourth one appeared out of thin air around the soul body of the sword-holding emperor, and the first one appeared within the soul body of the sword-holding emperor!
Then, with the roar of thunder and the cry of eternal sorrow, the expressions of these five paper figures exuded strong greed, and they swooped away from all directions.
The paper man that appeared in the body of the emperor's soul suddenly melted... and turned into blood, spreading throughout the soul and intertwined with the paper men coming from all around in an instant.
All this happened too suddenly!
And the timing is also extremely precise!
Those five paper figures, like poisonous snakes hidden in time and space, are extremely good at hunting and have a patience that surpasses the gods. The empress is about to succeed, and the sword-wielding emperor is the weakest in his life and is about to be unable to hold on.
The critical point, showing the fangs!
A fatal blow was launched.
The paper man fell, covering the Emperor's soul!
Instant fusion!
The heaven and earth roared, the emperor's aura seemed to be wiped away, and the sword in Xu Qing's body emitted an extremely sad cry!
And in mid-air, the only paper figure formed by the shadow of the emperor's soul was shrouded in it, and at this moment, a satisfied laugh came out!
"Finally granted the light of the fallen immortal!"
At this moment, the strong men from all sides were all shocked!
At this moment, all the gods joined forces with Wei Bolan!
In this scene, all sentient beings in the universe have their hearts broken and they look back to the past!
The sky roared, the earth churned, and the fate of the human race screamed. At this moment, no matter the officials or the people of the human race, their teeth were broken, and their hearts set off the biggest roar in their lives!
The sky is falling!
The great emperor fell.
"The Great Emperor."
Figures instinctively rose into the sky, roaring one after another, with endless sadness and anger, echoing throughout the human world!
Seeing the Great Emperor like this is unbearable for the human race, no matter how strong or weak it is!
The overwhelming anger and world-shattering madness were ignited from within the blood of the human race at this moment, like a flame, burning the hearts and minds of the entire human race!
Xu Qing's eyes were red and he said nothing!
His character is like this. The stronger the killing intent, the less silent he becomes. At this moment, his body rushes forward, and the imperial sword in his body buzzes and shines in all directions!
And in the sky, the red paper figure who was still laughing licked his lips at this moment and looked at the empress who was trembling and trying to get out of the monstrous divine fire!
Then he laughed again and was about to take action!
His goal is not just the falling light!
But at this moment, his smile suddenly stopped, and a shrill wail suddenly came from his mouth, and his body was even more tense at this moment.
Instantly, it started burning!
This fire is infinitely powerful!
That is the burning of Dao Fire, that is the burning of the sword-wielding emperor's last obsession, and it is the burning of the anger in the blood of the human race at this moment!
"At this time, you actually still have one hand left to hold the sword. With your own death, your own way, and your own obsession, you are burning the fire of the human race... You are cruel enough."
As the red paper man wailed, his body instantly turned into a trail of gray. He was unable to continue his plot. He could only carry away the remaining light of the fallen quasi-immortal in the gray trail and break through the void!
He indeed successfully obtained the light of the fallen emperor!
Among the many gods who came here, only He has done this!
But the number has become extremely small due to the burning of the fire of obsession!
And the price... is extremely huge.
Therefore, the fire burns not only his paper figures, but also follows the cause and effect and goes towards its hidden body.
So His wailing sound echoed in the sky and lingered for a long time!
And the anger of the human race is still erupting!
The sorrow of the human race spreads like a tide to the world!
The divine fire on the Empress's body merged with the flames of the human race at this moment. The anger from countless human races in the flames with a common goal made the Empress's divine will at this moment fluctuate with extreme humanity!
Fill his mind beyond His divinity!
Then, the flames surged into the sky, and the sky completely turned into a sea of fire, burning in Wanggu and visible from all directions!
On the Ancient Emperor Star, all the emperors of the past stood up one by one!
The rich aura of the gods rose up on them and exploded!
They finally became gods!
From then on, although he had no spiritual wisdom, he was guided by the destiny of the human race... Corpse God!
The will of the human race is their will!
The direction of the group is their direction.
And in mid-air, at this moment, the Empress' aura was as powerful as ever, forming the thoughts of the heavens and shining brightly in the sky.
It makes the sky pale, like surrender!
It makes the earth roar, like worshiping!
It caused the thousands of mountains and rivers in the human race's territory to resonate, and the blood of the people living in various places was also inexplicably stirred!
Because, fused with the fury of the human race, and amidst the peak waves of human nature, He completed his dream awakening!
Become a human god.
And His aura, under the vast and majestic ceremony before, with the help of the divine talisman of the divine realm, with the blessing of the sword-wielding emperor, and with the final blend of the anger of the human race, finally... leapt flawlessly!
One step to the altar!
No respect!
The so-called sacred platform is dazzling beyond all the stars, and its momentum is like the thunder above the nine heavens. It is majestic and majestic, and all living beings look forward to it.
, without its eyes, it is as deep as the deep sky, capable of swallowing up all things, it is so vast!
The stubble hair flutters in the wind, and every strand of hair is flowing with a strong and shocking aura of the gods!
Any one of them seems to be able to tear the heaven and the earth apart in a moment, which is shocking!
Even the surrounding void has become extremely oppressive, and invisible forces are squeezing the chests of all living beings. At this moment, both the monks and the gods here feel suffocated!
All heads lowered one after another!
Only in mid-air, the figure wearing imperial robes and crown is the only one in the world!
The god stood there, shining brightly, but the flame did not dissipate, but rose more and more, rolling up the fire of its own altar, gathering the anger in the hearts of all human beings, burning the sky together, burning up time and space, and scorching
All directions.
Turned into a word that shakes the world!
"Dro Zi, from now on, wherever space reaches and wherever time passes, those who kill you, your soul, your body, your body, will be our clan."
"This is the oath of my altar!"
This sentence has become a mark, imprinted on Wangwanggu, on the rules and laws!
All living beings in the human race should remember these words, engrav them into their souls, blend them into their blood, and pass them on from generation to generation!
Xu Qing's eyes were filled with murderous intent and his heart was filled with sadness. He silently turned his head to look at the statue of Emperor Rejian for a long time!
In the light of the flames, the statue of the Great Emperor is still majestic!
It seems to be telling the world that in his last breath, he accomplished what he thought and wished for, and finally succeeded in protecting the empress, and at that most critical moment, he implicated the human race.
fire!
He has tried his best!
No regrets!
Xu Qing lowered his head and bowed heavily to the statue of the Great Emperor!
All human beings are filled with sorrow at this moment, and they all go to worship!
Suddenly a sense of sadness filled the world!
In the first half of his life, the Great Sword-wielding Emperor traveled all over the world, accompanying Xuanyou in battles in all directions, and made great contributions to the human race. He even founded the Sword-Holding Palace and set the creed of the Hot Sword Palace!
Cut off the misfortunes of the people and shine the light of heaven and earth.
Create prosperity and peace for eternity, use the sword as your command, and protect the common people.
And the rest of his life was exactly the interpretation of these two sentences!
Until today, the only trace of breath left has been extinguished!
However, his wish to take one last look at the human world and the human race could never be achieved...
In the distance, at the edge of the night sky, a sunrise is rising!
The long night came in yesterday’s setting sun and passed by under the rising sun at this moment!
It is the sunset that reflects people's hearts, and the rising sun that shines brightly in the past!