Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

"what………

Gu Changqing roared sadly, shaking the world.

The saint's life is the most tragic.

When a lover dies, he will only be left in the world, and his heart will live and die, but he will not die. I am afraid that he will be sorry for the last wish of the Son, and he will travel the world like a walking corpse.

After that, the Wu clan accompanied each other all the way and redeemed each other.

In the place of return to the ruins, Gu Changqing went against the sky to break the path for the Holy Body, and the blood of the source god was drained.

The saintess did not turn back, she lost her youth, passed away her longevity, and her hair was full of white hair overnight.

Now, outside his battlefield, the bones of the Dao were broken, and the Holy Maiden came regardless of her life and sacrificed herself to save him.

The two are not confidantes, not confidants, but they are better than confidantes and confidants.

Along the way, like family.

Now that the relatives leave, how can we not be heartbroken? How can we not be heartbroken!

Bai Yi's face is full of sadness, and his heart is full of sadness.

The sad roar of "Seven Zero Seven" shook the stars in the night sky, disturbing all the heavens, like the sea water pouring into the Jiuzhongtian, endless mourning, full of grief.

In the independent field of Gu Changqing, the flesh and blood have long been dry, and the blood of the battle has long been shed, but there are crystal tears rolling down the corners of the shriveled eyes.

He embraced the cold bones of the old woman, motionless.

It seemed to be petrified, and he didn't know how long it had passed, but he didn't make a sound, didn't move, just quietly looked at the dead saint.

He had put his life and death aside for a long time, and he had long known that the Holy Maiden would soon be in the world.

He had thought that he was ready for everything.

But when all this really comes, the mourning is so real, so deep and painful!

Gu Changqing's eyes were full of sadness, but he had no tears to shed. His body was already dry, and he just stared at the passing saint without moving.

He stood still and fell into silence.

It felt like a piece was missing in my heart.

Everything in the past is still vivid in his mind. The warmth that this senior once gave him, the silent companionship along the way, seems to be still in front of him, and he has been with him for many years.

But now, everything is gone, saintess, can never come back.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

Grief and pain passed through everyone's heart, and many people were in tears.

Screams of grief.

They are not familiar with the saintess, but the warmth of the saints and the sadness of her fate are simply irresistible.

"It turns out that this is the reason why there is no Xuanque beside the Emperor of Heaven."

"She is gone forever.

"The witch of the witch clan has a tragic life, the world only knows that there is a mysterious bird beside the Emperor of Heaven, but who knows, she is the only one who has been warming the Emperor of Heaven all her life.

A cry of sorrow and a sigh resounded throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens.

All the living beings in Bei Xuan were in great mourning, unbearably miserable.

broken wall.

In the corner that no one saw, Luo Qinghe wept silently.

"Senior saintess..."

She murmured and looked at the old woman who passed away in the ancient mirror, her eyes full of pain and injury.

In Luo Qinghe's life, there were only two most important people.

One is Gu Changqing and the other is Saintess.

Luo Qinghe's growth was accompanied by these two people.

The master was indifferent. When Luo Qinghe was incomprehensible and full of complaints, it was the saintess who comforted her when she was desperate.

She is as warm as a mother.

It was a kind of warmth that Luo Qinghe had never felt before.

When he returned from outside the realm, he never saw the Holy Maiden again, and the death of the Holy Maiden became a mystery. This has always been a knot in Luo Qinghe's heart that could not be solved.

Only at this moment, when the truth was revealed, did it become clear that she had already fallen.

With Luo Qinghe's intelligence, it's not that she hadn't thought about it, and she even recognized the result.

But when the truth is really revealed, it is so unbearable.

"senior……"

"I won't even say goodbye to you in the future..."

Luo Qinghe murmured, his eyes full of sadness, and there were too many regrets in his heart.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

"Crash..."

The icy corpse of the Holy Maiden turned into powder and dissipated in this world.

She exhausted her life essence, exhausted all her soul essence, and even had a half-step immortal cultivation.

Her remains can no longer be preserved in this world.

The powder is flying all over the sky, like snowflakes in the sky, writing all the sadness.

The old woman's body completely disappeared, and she was buried in this land outside the realm forever.

Gu Changqing just watched silently, without any movement, like petrification.0

He looked up at the passing of the powder, and looked down at the empty arms.

"what………"

He couldn't hold back.

He let out a loud cry, a boundless roar of sorrow, turned into a killing intent, and at this moment, the entire vast chaos was icy cold, like a slaughtering autumn wind swept across.

The city of God is coming like a cold winter, buildings are flying, and killing intent is endless.

When the Emperor of Heaven was furious, chaos trembled.

"The emperor is in the world!!""

Gu Changqing yelled, and his tiger eyes glanced at everyone.

All the old demons were shocked and retreated, and no one dared to look directly at that gaze.

Even Huang felt a burst of heart palpitations, showing an incredible look.

Essence from all directions, like a tidal wave, surging, surging, one level after another, and one level is better than the other.

Rush into Gu Changqing's body.

Gu Changqing's body shone brightly, and behind him, a supreme Dharma image stood up.

Not a devil, not a buddha, nor a Dao!

Like the trend between the devil and the Buddha.

The dharma image is a Buddha statue, but his demeanor is not serene, but an angry look, like a god and a Buddha angering the heavens and wanting to annihilate the universe.

The surrounding is not golden light, but a dark evil spirit, swirling with demonic flames.

This is a Buddha who has fallen into the abyss of devils, a Buddha who has fallen into the devil!

This scene is extremely terrifying, almost creating an ancient miracle. This is the first time in the 5.1 universe of the heavens that someone has been able to mix the two different ways of Buddha and devil into one!

The person outside the bronze ancient mirror was stunned.

Can't understand how God did it.

The saintess gave all their cultivation bases to the Heavenly Emperor, but this method of empowerment only gave strength, but not realm.

But at this moment, it is obvious that the Emperor of Heaven seems to have a realm.

It's astonishing.

Comprehension is inherently elusive and cannot be manifested. How to convey it? Not to mention, everyone has an understanding of Tao, thousands of people have thousands of Taos, and thousands of people have myriad ways.

Why can you directly accept the Tao of others?

This is simply unacceptable!

The three immortals outside the territory were also shocked.

Not only because of the incredible things in front of them, but because they discovered that the gatekeeper's momentum was constantly rising.

Did not lose to them....