Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

This scene shocked the group of cultivators outside the bronze ancient mirror, and their faces showed endless excitement!

"Huang is injured, Huang is injured!"

"Hahahaha... Heavenly Emperor is unparalleled in the world, who will compete with him!"

"He is the most dazzling genius in the history of my Beixuan, who can fight with him!

Countless people shouted and roared in excitement.

The entire Tiangong suddenly boiled.

The haze that had been dominated by Huang was swept away in an instant, and the emotions were shaken!

"This war has only taken a few decades to date.

"If Heavenly Emperor didn't win, where would I be waiting for today's stability?"

"Yes, yes, the old man's previous guess was correct, the extraterritorial must be appeased, and the Heavenly Emperor must have surpassed the extraterritorial immortality!

The group repairs were excited and talked a lot.

It seems that the plot has been reversed all of a sudden, and the emotions are suddenly excited.

But such excitement was only for a moment.

Soon, Qun Xiu was stunned, his expression sluggish, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"Snapped!"

A voice that shook the world came from the bronze ancient mirror, and a large area of ​​the world was shattered.

The immeasurable stars collapsed, and the space-time road of the heavens collapsed directly into ashes.

In the middle of the battlefield where one could not see 707, the figure in white clothes stained with blood flew out with a bang.

Even the bones are detached from the body.

The blood of the emperor splattered, and the blood of war was sprayed.

"Bang" a huge earthquake, a big star stirred up thousands of feet of dust, and just took over the figure.

Outside the ancient bronze mirror, everyone was stunned.

Such an expression formed an extremely strong contrast with the previous moment, how excited he was before, and how desperate he was now.

Everyone's eyes were red.

The white clothes were embedded in the big stars, as if they were completely dead.

His stalwart body was gone, his bones were shattered, his chest collapsed, and there was no ups and downs.

His body surface is like a porcelain jade bottle, full of cracks.

Blood was constantly bubbling out of the cracks and constantly seeping out of the pores.

This is a shocking picture that will forever be imprinted in people's hearts and will never be forgotten.

"God!!"

Tiangong group repaired one by one old tears.

All of a sudden he fell to the ground.

In the past, he traversed Bei Xuan, created many cultivation systems, and created many miracles.

How bewitching he is!

He pushed the whole world, suppressed the heavens, and couldn't hurt him even in the face of the unparalleled enemy. How could he ever... be so embarrassed!

"what!!!"""

Many people are crazy, and they can't bear to look directly at the man in the picture anymore.

This is an extremely heart-wrenching scene, beyond words.

"Gatekeeper? Hehe..."

In the void, suffocating aura surging, Huang's huge body appeared from the void.

He stared at Gu Changqing, who was almost defeated, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

He licked the few invisible scars on his body, and brushed away the Xuanyuan Sword that was sinking into the void and buzzing immortal.

"But so.

He sneered: "Why did the Beixuan war ignite?

"You die today, but there is still a second person who can stand up and resist the pressure of this seat? You are a ants, and the others are not even worthy of the word ants!"

He was extremely contemptuous and arrogant.

It is true that Gu Changqing's combat power really made him feel terrified, but the horror was just because of an accident, and there was no fear at all.

Just marvel at the talent of the goalkeeper in front of him.

But that's all.

The gods are unshakable, immortality comes, and no one can stop the general trend.

"..."

Gu Changqing opened his eyes, he looked at Huang, and there was a flash of sadness in his eyes.

It's a sense of powerlessness.

Huang is so powerful that words cannot describe him. He is Dao, like the ultimate product pursued by cultivators Bei Xuan.

Life is no longer a level.

Endless past events flashed through Gu Changqing's mind, like a dead person, watching the past from afar (bafb).

One person, one thing.

Villages, places, faces.

The pictures of his life seem to be manifesting in his mind at this moment.

According to legend, this is a kind of vision only when the soul is about to die.

It was only now that Gu Changqing realized that this was not the rumor of the ancient sages. The rumors were true.

Those deep memories, faces that will never be forgotten.

At this moment, the first thing that flashed in Gu Changqing's eyes was a touch of relief.

But it was only fleeting.

He smiled wryly, too much power in his eyes.

In the face of Huang, just like his life, there are too many helpless.

He was uneasy all his life, and vowed to take an invincible road, to conquer the sky with people and not yield to the destiny, but in the end, he still died on the road of confrontation with the destiny.

Looking back at the world, there are all the dead people, and there are corpses under their feet, and it seems that there is nothing left except for regrets.

The billowing waters of the Yangtze River are fading eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, and the success or failure turns into nothing.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

"..."

A gust of wind blew, and dust flew in the void, sweeping across the battlefield, everything withered, and everything lost its vitality.

The eyes are full of sadness and dilapidation, the starry sky has become a dead place, there is no light, it is gray, and it is cold.

"Boom."

In Gu Changqing's body, the blood of the gods flowed and the divinity weakened.

He couldn't support it anymore. In the face of this mighty situation, the single tree could not support it, it would dissipate, and it would cease to exist, as if it had never happened in the future.

Looking back at Bei Xuan, Gu Changqing's eyes were full of sadness.

"I can't die, at least, I can't die here..."

He murmured softly, but couldn't speak anymore.

The injury was too severe, and it was impossible to recover.

He seemed to see in the icy starry sky, a mighty army from outside the territory rushed into Bei Xuan.

The grinding disc shattered, and all living beings in Bei Xuan bleed.

Those faces, the places where they once lived, were all trampled on, leaving footprints that only stepped on the blood of the emperors of the past dynasties.

He struggled to grasp the void, but he couldn't grasp anything.

Gu Changqing's eyelids gradually became heavy, and his consciousness became blurred. He finally lost his strength, and had no strength at all.

No matter how strong you are, how strong your will is, it will be difficult to stop this trend.

"Whoa..."

Vaguely, Gu Changqing heard a sound like a flowing stream.

Very peaceful and peaceful.

His eyes were covered by a burst of light, a dazzling golden light.

In the middle of nowhere, there seems to be an old Zen chanting resounding from nowhere, and it feels very distant.

"With my life essence, make up his Taoist bones, with my divine source, fill his battle blood!"

"All kinds of cause and effect, all add to my body, burn my seven souls, and sacrifice his fighting spirit!"5

"Evergreen.

"wake up!!!