At the moment when Hua Menghuang died, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint suddenly felt dizzy and mentally disturbed.
Subconsciously, she let out a heartbreaking cry.
Two lines of clear tears flowed out of her eyes, wetting her face and she burst into tears.
She lay weakly in Kendo Hongyuan's arms, sobbing and choking, unable to muster any strength.
The voice and smile of Hua Menghuang in the past gradually appeared before her eyes.
That little girl Xiaocao, who was skinny as a stick, with dark and shriveled skin, was so clear at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, the skinny little girl's grass quickly grew into a flower like a moon fairy.
Suddenly, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint actually saw Hua Menghuang returning from the void, smiling sweetly at her and "Bo Qing", and kowtowing goodbye obediently and respectfully.
"no, do not want…"
"Fake, all fake..."
"puff!
"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was hysterical, and with a "pop" sound, a mouthful of rich heart blood spurted out from her mouth, turning Hong Yuan's face red.
She panicked and reached forward, pulling towards the void, trying to pull Hua Menghuang back.
But in the end, she was in vain, and she couldn't keep Hua Menghuang by all means.
"Menghuang, Menghuang~"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It is not good to be a teacher.
"Come back, please come back, woo woo woo..."
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyes were red from crying, blood and tears fell, and he let out a cry of pain like Du Juan's.
aside.
Hong Yuan was silent.
He hugged Butterfly Sword Martial Saint tightly.
"Qing Lang, Meng Huang is not dead yet, right? He's not dead yet, right?"
Butterfly Sword Wusheng seemed to have grasped the last life-saving straw. She clutched Hong Yuan's collar with one hand, raised her head, blood and tears fell, and her desperate eyes shone with hope.
As Hua Menghuang's master, they naturally have the means to know whether Hua Menghuang is dead or not.
Nowadays, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is desperate and unwilling to accept the reality. She has given all her expectations to Hong Yuan, hoping that Hong Yuan can support her.
"..." Hong Yuan opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to answer her.
Life and death are determined by destiny, and the road walks alone.
Along the way, there were already very few people who could accompany him.
Master Lin Daoyan, senior brother Zhu Wushang, friend Le Congsheng, subordinate Zhang Fan... Hong Yuan has long been used to this kind of thing, and he also knows how to let it go.
The death of his apprentice Hua Menghuang made Hong Yuan feel very sorry, but that was all.
He is a practitioner of longevity martial arts, and for the rest of his life, such things will be just ordinary.
That's why he got along with Butterfly Sword Martial Saint with the thought of leaving no regrets.
but……
Staring into Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyes, Hong Yuan could not completely wipe out Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's expectations and tell the cold truth.
Just when Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was disheartened and the little hand holding Hong Yuan's collar gradually became weak and slipped halfway, Hong Yuan suddenly grabbed her little hand tightly.
The big hand holds the small hand, and the hot temperature is continuously transmitted to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's hand.
"No, Menghuang is not dead yet."
"She said she would come back to take care of our children for us..."
In the end, Hong Yuan still did not reveal the cold truth. He gave Butterfly Sword Martial Saint a white lie.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint listened to Hong Yuan's words, his eyes were blank, and he said hoarsely: "Menghuang is coming back to take care of our children for us..."
I don't know what she was thinking, but her face was crying and laughing, singing and crying.
Suddenly, her head turned and she fainted in Hong Yuan's arms, falling into a deep sleep.
What a majestic swordsman, with such deep feelings!
How can it be so easy to live in Hongchenguan?
Hong Yuan sighed softly in his heart and remained silent. He just hugged the pale Butterfly Sword Martial Saint harder, slowly wiped away her blood and tears, and nursed her body back to health.
The distance between life and death is so great.
Even Emperor Longyang, who was the founder of the Way of Time, could not change the life tragedy of "losing his father when he was young, losing his mother when he was young, losing his wife in his prime, and losing his son in old age".
If Hua Menghuang is really resurrected and comes back? What kind of earth-shattering cultivation will be required?
Therefore, Hong Yuan's words to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint were probably just "white lies" and an ordinary comfort.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint also knew that it was difficult for her to deceive herself anymore, so she reacted so violently.
"Menghuang, you are an excellent apprentice. But I am not a good master..."
Hong Yuan said silently in his heart: "From now on, I will definitely walk the rest of the journey with your Master Min..."
Dream world.
Lightning and thunder, dragons and phoenixes circling, sacred trees standing horizontally, purple energy coming from the east, golden lotuses emerging from the ground...
The heaven and earth are auspicious, and various visions bloom beside Shang Yaoqin, making her look like a resurrected emperor of heaven, re-enacting the glorious divine power.
Shang Yaoqin slowly opened his eyes, which were so cold and indifferent, aloof.
After a long time.
The cold and indifferent aura on Shang Yaoqin gradually dissipated.
She stared at the newly opened Immortal Orifice of the Dream Path and Blessed Land in her body, and she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth slightly, and said with a little joy:
"Finally, I made it to the end...Sister Zhuyin, I succeeded."
"Wait a minute. Hiss~ The origin of my immortal aperture is so magnificent and powerful?!"
Like the empty orifice, the origin of the immortal orifice also has its origins.
It is divided into four categories: top grade, upper grade, middle grade and lower grade.
The quality of the Immortal Aperture depends on the popularity of the saint, or how much energy of heaven and earth he has absorbed.
The blessed land is divided into three categories: large, medium and small. The more the three qi of heaven, earth and human are integrated, the higher the blessed land will be.
The circumference of the Little Blessed Land is at most three million acres. It stimulates the tributaries of the Time Vein and generates more than ten immortal essences. The resources are poor.
The medium-sized blessed land has a circumference of four to six million acres, which stimulates the tributaries of the central vein of the years, giving birth to more than twenty immortal essences, and is rich in products.
The superior blessed land covers an area of 7 to 9 million acres, triggering the tributaries of the great river of time. The number of immortal energy exceeds thirty, and the two qi of heaven and earth remain much more. They interact with each other and can refine mortal weapons into holy weapons!
The special blessed land is even more vast, covering an area of more than 10 million acres, triggering giant tributaries of time, and containing more than fifty Qingti Immortal Elements! As expected, at least two holy artifacts can be harvested!
Compared with the empty orifice, the fairy aperture is a qualitative sublimation, which is like opening up a whole new small world.
The immortal apertures of sixth- and seventh-level saints are often called "blessed places".
The immortal apertures of eighth- and ninth-level saints are called "cave heavens."
Each immortal aperture is unique and is a part of the saint's body.
The level of the blessed land represents the potential of the saint to a certain extent!
As the final winner in the battle for the destiny of the human race, that is, as the destiny of the human race, Shang Yaoqin's popularity is incredibly majestic, as thick as heaven and earth.
Objectively speaking, although the area of blessed land opened up by Shang Yaoqin is not as good as that of Hongyuan Demon Body or Hongyuan's true body, it is only half the size.
This is the only candidate for the Great Dream Emperor, the horror of human race’s destiny!
You know, Hong Yuan is really cheating.
Just like that, I was almost caught up by Shang Yaoqin~
"The special blessed land among the special blessed lands is wider than many caves. It feels as big as the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent!"
"This is the support of thousands of human races and one continent, no, not just one continent, but the five major divine continents, and the support of the entire human race!
"
Shang Yaoqin felt a little bit about his blessed land, and while he was happy, he suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders.
She still has such vast potential that can be tapped. The Demon Clan's Destiny Xuanguang Bridge was born a long time ago. I really don't know how far it will grow in these ten years.
After a while.
Shang Yaoqin wants to inspire his own great fortune and looks for wild beasts of the Dream Path to warm and nourish the blessed land of the Dream Path.
Suddenly, she frowned and could not go away for a long time.
"The Taoist Master of Dream Dao is actually occupied by a certain being?!"
"How can this be!
When he came to this conclusion, Shang Yaoqin's expression suddenly changed.
He is the only Taoist master and naturally suppresses practitioners of the same sect.
Shang Yaoqin could clearly sense that her practice on the dream path was imprisoned and she could no longer make progress.
In other words, she was suppressed to the limit of the Dream Dao Grandmaster!
She can raise her cultivation level to the eighth level quasi-emperor, but that's all.
If the existence of the one who has attained the [Dream Dao Master] is not removed for one day, her destiny of great dreams will be like a mere fiction.
Because [Dream Dao Master] is unique and is a necessary element to achieve alternative enlightenment and achieve the throne of emperor!
And without the blessing of [Meng Dao Dao Master], she is just a more powerful quasi-emperor.
Maybe you can compete with another kind of enlightenment at the highest level of sublimation, but what next?
"Is this the responsibility of the human race's destiny? Sure enough, the road to enlightenment is not that simple."
"The Demon Clan's Destiny Xuanguang Bridge, haha..."
"I shoulder the destiny of the human race and I will never give up!
Shang Yaoqin's eyes were firm and majestic, as sharp as a divine sword.
At this time, her face was determined, and her expression was very similar to Hua Menghuang...
With a "wow" sound, she stretched out her big hand.
next moment.
Water dragon, fire and phoenix guarded the white sword's peace talisman, and she caught it in her hand.
Shang Yaoqin stared at the broken peace talisman, speechless for a moment.
To this day, she still doesn't understand why the general trend of humanity turned against Hua Menghuang when she was about to be defeated and killed.
Weird, too weird, super weird!
"Is it possible that I am the destiny of the human race determined by fate..."
Shang Yaoqin couldn't help but think of this.
Otherwise, there is no reason why the human race would counterattack Hua Menghuang when she was about to be defeated and killed.
She immediately shook her head, not believing in fate.
That would be an insult to her and Hua Menghuang's efforts to fight to the death.
There was silence for a while.
Shang Yaoqin ceremoniously put away the peace talisman and planned to return it to Hua Menghuang's two masters.
"If there was no battle for destiny, you and I would definitely become close friends. It's a pity that there is no if."
"Hua Menghuang, I will take your strength and continue walking."
"The destiny of the human race will never be defeated!
Human Heavenly Palace.
Star Observation Deck.
Within the light screen, the calamity clouds faded away, and Shang Yaoqin flew away from it.
Her green hair is tied high with a white feather Taoist crown, she holds a red gold divine sword, and a white jade fairy flute on her waist. She is peerless in grace, aloof and extraordinary, arrogant and arrogant, and is breathtaking, like the resurrected emperor of heaven.
Wearing the emperor's black robe, she carries great luck, and every move involves thousands of forces.
Compared with her peerless beauty, her firm and domineering will is even more frightening.
This is an emperor among monks!
I am the only one!
After a while.
A wild beast from the dream path, shaped like a green luan, appeared spontaneously and surrendered to Shang Yaoqin, but was trampled under her feet.
Shang Yaoqin put his hands behind his back, and the emperor's black robe rustled.
She was majestic and heroic, and the red-gold divine sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly, causing the red-gold holy light to flood the heaven and earth, announcing the birth of the destiny of the human race.
"Shang Yaoqin?!"
"Hua Menghuang lost..."
"His~ It's beyond my expectation. What on earth happened?"
"It's great. Our clan's destiny has finally been born, earlier than in the past. He is worthy of being the emperor's son."
"Haha, the demon tribe never imagined that we would decide our destiny so quickly."
"Oh, what a pity. It would be great if Shang Yaoqin also happened to become the [Master of Dream Dao]."
"It's a pity. As long as Xuanguang Qiao is killed, Shang Yaoqin will naturally become the [Master of Dream Dao]."
"Qinglian Tianzun can kill old enemies across levels, so naturally Shang Yaoqin can do it too."
"What's more, this time, the emperor will take action himself, and everything is not over yet!
"..."
In the Human Celestial Palace, there was a lot of noise.
In the past, it would usually be about a hundred years after the demon race's destiny was born before the human race's destiny was born.
In this era, due to a series of operations by Longyang Emperor Zidong Zhisheng, the destiny of the human race was born very quickly, with a difference of less than fifteen years.
The only regret is that [Dream Master] was certified by Xuanguang Bridge.
The demon clan is really capable of reaching heaven!
nowadays.
Dongzhi Sheng made up his mind to kill the demon clan Destiny Xuanguang Bridge before his lifespan ran out, and after Hua Yingying thought twice, she agreed with Dongzhi Sheng's decision.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, in an era, once destiny is determined, it is almost impossible to reverse it.
Destiny transfers such as those between Sky Horned Ant Tianli and Taiyin True Dragon Han Jiu Ming also caused the demon clan to pay a heavy price and suffered a lot.
Because if the Tianli of the Sky Horned Ants really grows up smoothly, there is really hope that they can lead the demon clan to counterattack the five major human continents, reverse the current of heaven and earth, and return to the ancient times!
However, this move by the Eastern Supreme Saint is undoubtedly going against the will of heaven and will definitely make the human race pay a huge price.
But, he couldn't help but think more about it.
Originally, as long as the two destiny continued to grow, Dongzhi Sheng was confident that Xuanguang Bridge would be killed by Shang Yaoqin.
If we continue like this, the human race's advantage will become greater and greater, and it will be the demon race who feel despair and fear.
But because Xuanguang Qiao firmly controls the position of [Master of Dream Dao], those who feel despair and fear have become the side of the human race!
The change in offensive and defensive momentum was incredibly fast!
"Some sacrifices are necessary."
"It is imperative to take the initiative to attack the endless sea area and kill Xuanguang Bridge."
"I will never let the hidden dragon of Taiyin happen again, I will never!"
The Saint of the East has a dim look in his eyes, and a fire is burning in his heart.
Even if he dies, he will drag the Xuanguang Bridge to hell.
This is his final form of atonement.
As for Xuanguang Bridge, Han Jiuming hid before he became a Taoist?
Haha, it can be one, but it cannot be two!
Even if the demon clan and demon court were to protect the Xuanguang Bridge, he, the Supreme Saint of the East, would completely destroy it!
Endless sea.
Demon clan and demon court.
The wind blew violently, the sky was filled with fairy lights, and the thunder continued.
The deep black fog that enveloped the Demon Court was dispersed a lot, and the specific location was almost revealed, which was very dangerous.
now.
The eight ancient wills of the Demon Clan and Demon Court revived one after another and exerted their supreme magic power to barely maintain the stability of the Forgotten Land and the Passage.
It's not that they don't want to interfere in the human race's battle for destiny, but they really can't get away.
Because the passage between the Forgotten Land and the Forgotten Land is shaking wildly and will break if you are not careful, they must put in a lot of effort to maintain it.
Otherwise, the Demon Clan's Destiny Xuanguang Bridge will not only be expelled from the Forgotten Land, but may even be lost in the Forgotten Land!
The former is a small matter, the latter is a big matter.
If Xuanguang Bridge is really lost in the land of oblivion, then who will fight against the Ding Demon Clan and the destiny of the human race in the future?
Li Jianqiu? Haha, don’t make trouble.
The Great Dream Emperor is known as the most powerful and holy, the most powerful emperor who is proficient in all sects~
To fight against such a supreme being, Xuanguang Bridge is invincible!
"What exactly is Xuanguang Bridge doing in the Forgotten Land? It actually requires several of us to take action at the same time!"
A will as cold as eternal frost could not help but speak.
A cold wind blew, and the rough sea surface was about to freeze.
too exaggerated.
Xuan Guangqiao's performance surprised and delighted them. This growth rate was simply jaw-dropping. He really left all his Destiny seniors behind.
Even better than the "Perfect True Dragon", "The Last Co-Master of All Races in Heaven", "The First Emperor of the Human Race" and many other shocking titles such as Emperor Longyang.
Such unparalleled performance made them believe more and more that Xuanguang Bridge was the demon clan's best trump card against the human race's Great Dream Emperor!
Once this era is passed, in the future, it will be an era when the torrent of heaven and earth will be reshaped, everything will be free, and all races will have the opportunity to become emperors.
In the next era, the human race will no longer be the only one!
In other words, in the next generation, Emperor Long Yang’s kindness to the human race will be destroyed!
"Could it be possible that he came to Demon Master Kunpeng's dojo?"
"Hi~ No way."
"In this case, Xuanguang Bridge has touched the barrier of the eighth-level saint..."
"I also think it's impossible. One disaster for a saint is more terrifying than another. It has been less than twenty years since Xuanguang Bridge was sanctified, and a seventh-level saint has already broken the rules."
"Breaking common sense? Haha, isn't the appearance of destiny used to break common sense..."
quiet.
Quiet.
After a while of discussion, the ancient will of the demon clan remained silent.
They all know how difficult it is to practice.
Regular Saint:
A sixth-level saint has one earth disaster every seventy years and one calamity every hundred years. After three hundred years and three heavenly calamities, he has become the seventh level.
A seventh-level saint has a disaster every seventy years, a catastrophe every hundred years, and a catastrophe every hundred years. After three catastrophes, he reaches the eighth level.
For an eighth-level saint, there will be one calamity in seventy years, one catastrophe in one hundred years, ten thousand calamities in three hundred years, and the third ten thousand calamities will be minor tribulations of chaos.
After passing the minor difficulties of chaos, meeting the other four conditions can lead to the ninth level of alternative enlightenment, and completing the other five conditions can lead to the realization of the Great Emperor!
In less than twenty years, he went from a sixth-level saint to an eighth-level saint's barrier...
Do you think this is daydreaming?
But isn’t it true that Tianming, a monster that obviously does not belong to this world, was born to break the common sense of the world?
Subconsciously, one ancient will after another looked at the passage to the Forgotten Land with a sense of awe.
I'm afraid it won't be long before Xuanguang Bridge can be on an equal footing with them, or even surpass them!