Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 440 The former emperor, now turns his back on all sentient beings!

The dusk is heavy, and the walls are ruined.

The sky will be dark, and the cold will be covered with snow.

In the vast wilderness, when it rains, when it snows, when the wind blows, and when the fog rises, it is all determined in the dark.

If it weren't for the snow falling today.

Outside of Yangshan Mountain, the prosperous capital of the ancient country——Diqiu, it is not possible to completely bury the pungent blood that fills all parts of it.

But even so.

The prosperity that can be seen everywhere in this place in the past is now withered.

In Langfang, the market place used for trade and exchange among various countries and ministries, the spiritual objects are dark, the weapons are broken, and the mottled blood stained the broken bones, all over the place;

Emperor Ji worshiped the gods of the sun and moon, prayed for blessings and built a grand sacrificial hall, which was unprecedented in grandeur. Even in the ancient capital Neidiqiu, it was supreme, and the incense was extremely prosperous.

But now that danger is imminent, the inside of the great sacrificial hall is extremely weak in the end, the witches are sitting down, and the beams and pillars are collapsing.

None of the ancient gods and men who were eulogized for their miracles showed their faces, and the breath of death permeated every corner of the ancient city.

The avenues and alleys, weaving spiritual cloth, imitating the feathers of gods and men to make clothes and crowns, the clothes are scattered on the ground, covered by dust, and the ancient chariots built with the bones of wild animals are mostly destroyed by the aftermath .

Everything in Diqiu seemed to be coming to an end, and the silent mourning was like a night crow neighing at the end of the curtain, hoarse but full of despair.

Everything in this world is actually like this.

Once it is overthrown, it will cause ten generations to work hard, and what they have been asking for for thousands of years will be in vain, and it will flow eastward;

The souls of the dead human beings, because of the shadow of the evil dragon that covered the sky and the sun, were hard to disperse, and they still hovered in the boundary where they were when they were alive, as if they were imprisoned, and it was difficult to escape.

The lingering soul, the questioning babbling, still exuded resentment and puzzlement, like the faint starlight in the night, twinkling and twinkling, pervading the entire Diqiu.
"Aren't you our emperor?"

The source of the eyes of these ownerless souls who are between the cycle of life and death, but still mournful and resentful, is the source of all evils, the black shadow entrenched in the sky above the ruins of the First Fire Palace.

Even the heavy snow that fluttered and fell one after another could not bury the black flame on his body.

They died because of him, and they live because of him.

The ruins of the first fire palace that once promulgated the imperial edict to sacrifice to the sky.

There, it was once the supreme existence of the ancient kingdom of Shangqiu, where Wanfang lived in command.

Its owner is named:
Emperor Ji, Xuanyuan!
The ancient country of Shangqiu may not seem huge in the vast wilderness, but in terms of the ancient human race and the vast tribes, it is humane orthodox. Even the emperor who ignited the fire and pioneered the country The Ancient Nest Country, which gathers sand into a tower, is also incomparable.

Ji's lineage inherits the energy of heaven and earth, was gifted by Emperor Wa, and was born with imperial blood. If it is not for the frailty of the body, it is actually comparable to the ancient lineage of immortal descendants. In this generation, it is even more prosperous.

In the past, Xuanyuan youth Ji Guan, full of vigor, went to the sacrificial altar, drenched his blood and formed an alliance with the hundreds of tribes from Shangqiu, and succeeded him as the emperor.

Astrology, smelting, boats, laws, practice.
If it is said that the inheritance of humanity was opened up, it was only when the fire was first ignited, the ancient nest gathered the country, and the Cang Sheng created the characters.

So now, Shangqiu as a country can be called the one who has gathered all the previous arteries.

The human race has two branches, one is called Jiuli, and the other is the land of sunrise. The ancient gods and clans who are like mountains are uniquely blessed. Being able to fight with ferocious wild beasts, without losing the wind, is tough.

Therefore, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the human race was able to fight against those pure-blooded ancient races, or to fight dragons, phoenixes, and big monsters. In this area, the former ancient country of Jiuli in the north should be the first.

Their military lord, Da Chi, even commanded the supreme soldier, beheaded a person who had been named as the king of the immortal descendant, and told him to walk away with his head broken, which shocked him for a while.

But in the end, it was the lineage of Shangqiu who established the orthodox position. Thousands of kingdoms came to court, and even paid tribute to Suihuang with the "first fire" to show the orthodox.

It can be seen from this that the majesty of the emperor is by no means taken lightly.

only.
Along with the fire of calamity, it burned and spread in the void.

Everything seems to have changed.

However, there are also some figures who still linger in the ancient emperor hill that has now fallen, unwilling to retreat.
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The capital of the ancient country, Diqiu, outside Chuhuo Palace.

A strong sense of oppression hits people's hearts, and a bitter cold breath envelopes every corner.

The tall figure with an arm missing, a dragon horn, and an indifferent face stared at the evil dragon that had been silent for a while, was floating in the air, and was covered by the formation of the nine palaces of heaven and earth, and then checked and balanced, with a sad expression, Can't tell if it's disbelief or condolences.

"Report, the three generals of Yuhe, Pixiu, and Suanni have taken extraordinary risks and evacuated all the surrounding subjects. At this moment, there are no living creatures in Diqiu!"

"Report, the ancient wall built according to the Eight Trigrams of the Nine Palaces has been closed. After the wind, there will be blood formations, and the map of heaven and earth will fall. Your Majesty has been locked up!"

"Report, Shouyang Mountain, Suihuo Palace, Guchao Kingdom, Wu Zuling Mountain, and Giant Spirit Clan. All have feather generals flying news, and I invite you to save my king by dragging the sky!"

"Reported to the great shaman for the method of spreading candles to suppress the spirit, and died of bloodshed. The king of Xiling, the concubine Shangyuan, is dead!"

A series of messages fell into Yinglong's ears, hearing that Diqiu's life was gone, and the man with an indifferent face was just about to relax when he heard the news like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his expression was dull, and his palms were clenched into fists.

He is the direct descendant of Jihuang Xuanyuan, a hybrid of human and real dragon blood. When he was young, the two clans could not tolerate him, and he was regarded as a heretic. There is still no place for him to stay.

Until I came to Shangqiu and saw Jihuang Xuanyuan.

That is a person that cannot be described in words.

Those who Yinglong had seen before were either stronger than him and didn't need to care about him, or they were afraid of his power and dared not disrespect him.

However, Emperor Ji was the only one who not only praised his strength, but also recognized him as a fellow clan from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, he is willing to serve under his command, not only because he respects himself, but also because of his ambitions that have almost never been talked to, and are only buried in his heart.

An important person, to the extent that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the immortal descendants, even those who are like him don't have to be regarded as heretics like they are now. They must be called the wild and wild tribes, and they are proud to be able to have a relationship with the human race and be related to them!
This is his original intention of offering sacrifices to the Immortals.

When it comes to this world, those who can have such ambitions in their hearts, apart from those few people who only know their names, who else can be more powerful than Ji Huang?

"It takes only one hundred steps, and this kind of catastrophe will happen, Your Majesty"

Covering the arm that was completely severed because of blocking Jihuang, it still kept bleeding.

Looking at the few Shangqiu elites gathered around him, who have long put life and death aside, each one is full of energy and blood, and imagines the successful generals of dragons and elephants, Ying Long's eyes reveal sadness:
"If you die."

"What should I do in Shangqiu?"

The Great Witch and Lord Xiling are all peerless figures who can shake the entire ancient country three times by stomping their feet. Although they are not as good as Xuanyuan as the lord of the ancient country, when it comes to strength, they can be regarded as the pinnacle of the contemporary human race. , and only between siblings.

The immortal goddess came to the mortal world and sent the immortal medicine
Ying Long's gaze was as dark as water, and anger grew uncontrollably in his heart.

When the king took this pill, he was suddenly deceitful, and his strength was even comparable to that of the ancient immortal descendant who passed on miracles and was already enshrined as king, but who would have expected that the price would be that he would lose his sanity?

If it weren't for the chief priest, Wu Ji, who sacrificed blood, the Lord of Xiling, who was hand in hand with him in the wind and rain, would stop him with his life, and the Dazai Fenghou, who was in charge of all affairs in the ancient country, would risk his life to form a battle.
I am afraid that it is not this corner of Diqiu that is in danger.

In the entire ancient country, how many human beings were spared from danger?
The same generation as the Suihuang, the hunched old witch has lived for a long time. He watched Shangqiu step by step from the wilderness to today, and lived to this day with secret techniques. He never thought that his life was near. , alive and old, but buried in the hands of his own emperor.

There is also that peerless man who ruled the Xiling clan. Only after he merged with Diqiu did he become the leader of the ancient kingdom of Shangqiu, Lord Xiling. That is the person who will accompany the king all his life!

"Your Majesty, even if he loses his sanity, how can there be no fluctuations in his heart after he has done such a deed?"

Seeing that Dongxue, who was originally imposing, could cover the sun and moon, and caused the gods to descend suddenly, was also an ancient dragon that could not overwhelm Diqiu. No longer compete with Li Mu, the number one general in Shangqiu, who is rumored to be able to shoot the sun with a bow.

Instead, he curled up in the ruins of the Chuhuo Palace, hidden in the thick black mist, and fell into a silence. Yinglong leaned on an epee longer than his body, and looked sideways at the sky. The land seems to be faintly visible, holding various utensils to observe the gods and spirits, and secretly hates them in my heart.

He didn't know where these immortal descendants came from and what they were planning.

But no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with today's situation!

"An elixir from Kunlun Ruins."

"The Queen Mother of the West, is she still the innate god in charge of the Great Sun? How glorious is Gu Zun, condescending to condescend to plot against a clan of creatures, it's really embarrassing!"

"What's more, Emperor Ji has always been courteous and cautious when offering sacrifices to immortal descendants. He thought he could break through the shackles and support the ancient kingdom of Shangqiu to move forward, and get closer to his ambition, but he worked so hard in exchange for a pill. Unexpectedly, alas!"

"Wait, Shouyang Mountain, Shouyang Mountain."

"No, it seems that the person from Shouyang Mountain was also given this pill!"

"Diqiu has caused a catastrophe, so that one!"

I thought of a certain person who traveled all over the wilderness and the small half of the world, and was famous in the nine ancient kingdoms of the human race, and even in countless tribes. , His complexion suddenly changed.

Then, taking advantage of the gap, Ying Long used his only remaining arm to grab the sleeve of the messenger beside him, and said sharply:

"Go to various ancient countries and various tribes, and invite great sages to come to my emperor's hill to solve the disaster of the sky. Who is the person who is going to Shouyang Mountain?"

Shouyang Mountain is within the territory of the ancient country, although it is not too close, and it is separated by several large territories, but it does not take long to measure the earth with two feet.

Compared with those places that are far away in the sky and require powerful people to hurry up, or use witchcraft to communicate with nature and achieve long-distance sound transmission, this is the place closest to Shangqiu and the most connected place of great sages.

After all, Emperor Ji and the master of Shouyang Mountain were born in the same generation, and they were inseparable, and they cherish each other. They are both people who are determined to drag the human race forward and forge ahead. If he knew the situation here, he would definitely not stand idly by.

This is the decision that every ancient emperor and sage born in this era will make without hesitation.

only.
Although the Emperor Tai was strong, but because the practice path he had followed in his previous life was too complicated, he had gone through too many detours and divergences.

So much so that there were hidden dangers in his body, and Jiang Huang Shennong, who compiled the panacea book and brought cultivation aids and medicines for curing diseases and diseases to all tribes of the human race, did not give in.

Therefore, I can only sit in Shouyang Mountain, in the hope that I can go further, and at the same time, I can open up the way forward for the human race.

but.
How difficult is that step!

From the beginning of the fire, to this year, the strongest ancient emperors and great sages of the human race, among the descendants of the immortals, those who have their own titles, and those pure-blood ancients who walk the earth, They are still close by a line.

The oldest batch failed to do so.

Today, how can the Emperor Tai rely on his own strength to achieve such a level?

Unless, he accepted the elixir that came from the Kunlun Ruins, was given to the goddess via Kongtong Mountain, and was given to the two ancient emperors of the human race!

But the lesson from the past is that in Diqiu, Emperor Xuanyuan obeyed him and turned evil, his mind has been ignorant, there must be some calculations, and at this time, if there is a change in Shouyang Mountain, even Emperor Ji can't solve it, let alone Shouyang Mountain?

Just when Ying Long was worried about Ji Qiu who was far away in Shouyang Mountain, another piece of news that could be called a bolt from the blue fell into his ears:
"The one who goes to Shouyang Mountain is the young master Qingyang!"

The wrath of the human and the dragon, the coercion is very heavy, as if the warrior who was shouted and questioned had a conditioned reflex, he responded loudly.

After hearing this, Ying Long was shocked.

The young master, Qingyang, is the only son of the king and Lord Xiling. He was rescued from Emperor Hill by the first god general Li Mu and Dazai Fenghou early on. He should have gone to other major tribes. Why did he go to Shouyang Mountain to send a message? ?

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For a moment, there was a slight crack in the indifference on the face, and Ying Long shuddered.

Just when he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Several pale coughs sounded in his ears:

"The family and the country are in trouble. If at this time, even the royal family can't protect the extremely weak clansman. Then the name of this royal descendant is not worthy of the name."

"Ying Long."

"The matter has come to this, we must prepare for the worst."

After being entrusted with an important task by the Emperor Ji, and exuding a sense of elegance, he fixed his gaze on the Palace of Chuhuo, which was once the symbol of Emperor Qiu, but now collapsed:

"Immortal descendants are untrustworthy, but Jiuli... alas."

"If the king explodes again, even if we risk our lives, we will not be able to make him walk out of Diqiu. Now the only one who is closest to this place is Tai Huang Taiyi. Although that one is about to die, but!"

Thinking of Ji Qiu's appearance, and that white-haired, aloof and noble human race, Fenghou's eyes were extremely confident:

"He is different from the king."

"The king bears Shangqiu on his back, the huge ancient country, and countless tribes. Even if he sacrifices his life or even his life, as long as it can make our clan more prosperous, he will not hesitate at all."

"But that one, with no one behind him, with his back to all sentient beings, is walking the same way as the ancient sages, opening the way for future generations. How many dharmas in the world today have not been enlightened by the emperor of Thailand, otherwise he would not have the prestige today !"

"I've known him for a long time."

"He is an extremely proud emperor who would rather die of old age than abandon this body."

"That's why I predict that he won't take the Immortal's Pill, so he won't fall for that scheme, so you can rest assured!"

"Although that kid Ji Qingyang is talented, he is too young after all, and encountered a catastrophe suddenly. He must learn to bear the responsibilities that should be borne by the Ji family's royal family."

"If you really have no way to recover."

"Then as long as the Thai emperor is still alive, we will try our best to seal Diqiu and bury him with the king. At that time, there will be someone who will take care of the young master because of the old relationship between us and us.

"You still have hope in your heart, but"

Fenghou looked at the immortal aura who was like an outsider, his words were sonorous and extremely determined, and he smiled wryly for a while:
"Today, after my wind, I am ready to die and send the king to heaven."

He seemed to hear the silent palpitations in the Palace of First Fire, which were slowly spreading.

With the pride of the king.

Sword with the same robe.

if he is sane
I guess I would rather die than follow it.

and so.

this world
After all, it cannot be maintained by fantasy all the time.

Sometimes, you have to learn to face reality.

(End of this chapter)