Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

Chapter 657: One life is empty and eternal.
"boom!"

Without any warning, the Imperial Dao Qi suddenly descended under the starry sky.

Ye Nan, Huo Fenxian and the descendants of the Nine Secrets were all chilled from head to sole in an instant, unable to even have the desire to escape.

Because they know that in the face of this kind of existence, even if they can escape to the edge of the universe in the first time, the other party's thought will make them die without a burial place.

This is a person who will become a Taoist. He has almost stepped into the realm of the Imperial Dao and has become a supreme emperor, powerful in the heavens and revered by the universe.

But for some unknown reason, he died at the last moment, leaving behind such an unwilling obsession that has been floating in the universe for eternity.

"No, this is not right! Why does an obsession still retain its former fighting power?" Huo Fenxian is no longer arrogant. In the face of this kind of existence, any arrogance will be knocked to the bottom at the first time. She clearly knows that, There were many arrogant seniors in the Holy Spirit lineage. After the Great Success, they were still suppressed by the Ancient Emperor and were no match for them.

The emperor and the emperor represent the ultimate in Tao and invincibility!
At this time, Huo Fenxian was in a very strange state. Her entire graceful body was flickering on and off, like a flickering fire, as if it would go out in the next second.

"Kaka."

On the surface of the Death Star, the earth was cracked, and each one was thousands of miles deep. Countless huge rifts appeared, and they were pitch black, like leading to the endless depths of the netherworld, constantly collapsing inwards.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the Holy Spirit Feather Stone took action at this moment, because he discovered that at this moment, the mysterious field that had always trapped the five great saints disappeared, but they were still confused, as endless pieces of earth and stone were mixed in. Some unknown black matter drifted across the surface of the Death Star.

He held the Immortal Killing Axe, filled with the aura of the ancient emperor, and resisted the immortal obsession that had not yet fully recovered. The divine light fell down, extremely bright, and he wanted to directly rescue the two Holy Spirits in the realm of the Great Sage.

"Hmph!" But at this moment, an extremely cold snort resounded through the starry sky. It was very faint, but it immediately made everyone feel as if their souls and flesh and blood had been separated, and they felt a sense of Awe and fear deep in the soul.

"Wait. How could it be!" Holy Spirit Featherstone's eyes widened in horror, because as soon as the cold snort appeared, he found that his Supreme Holy Spirit body had become transparent, like a bubble. It seems to break when poked.

"No" The next second, he completely faded away, his body turned into a rain of light and dissipated into the void.

This scene deeply shocked all the monks. Even Ye Nan felt a little stiff. It was so unexpected that the arrogant Holy Spirit Featherstone died under the starry sky like this.

Such an ending made Yushi himself find it unbelievable. He didn't even have time to figure out how he died and who killed him, before he completely evaporated from the world.

This is just a person who will become enlightened. Could it be said that he is not dead but still alive? Otherwise, how could it have such terrifying power!

At this moment, the originally vast and majestic Death Star had collapsed into a mass of ink about the size of the Tenth City, and the five great saints were swept away by some secret power in the process. Each one They were all broken into at least three pieces, and their blood spilled into the starry sky.

But they were not dead. The fire of the soul was still burning, but it was a little dim. Obviously, the existence in the Death Star did not attack them, but it was just the aftermath of the recovery, which easily penetrated their great saint-level bodies.

"Shh!"

The black light flashed, and the mass of ink turned into a figure. It was a man, wearing ancient clothes from the end of mythology, with deep eyes. The place where he stood was shrouded in mist, like the starting point of the birth of the universe. He was very majestic and mysterious. extraordinary.

There is no way to look directly at him. In front of him, no matter how stunning the genius is, he will lower his head and his soul will feel suffocated. Although he does not make any movements, his existence is like the avenue itself, and everything is as insignificant as dust. .

A living emperor exists!
To be more precise, he has not yet attained enlightenment, but is close to that realm and is about to enter it, but no one dares to doubt whether he already possesses the combat power of that realm.

"Qiang!"

At this moment, the golden light was dazzling, and the bright rays illuminated the ninety-nine heavens. The ancient emperor was filled with power, and a great ax that cut the sky and split the earth came through the sky, and launched a peerless attack on him!
The feather stone fell, the Immortal Killing Yue revived on its own, and actually took action directly against this inexplicable existence!
"If I don't die, you are only worthy of being a soldier in my palm." Facing the sudden Immortal-Zhanying Yue, the man did not make any move, he just looked at it quietly, his deep eyes reflecting the sharp look of the Immortal-Zhuan Yue. The edge of the blade is smooth and smooth. The next second, he slowly pointed out a finger, which was neutral and peaceful, forming a very sharp contrast with the sharp-edged Xianxian Yue. There was no pressure, let alone the coercion of the ancient emperor. It was so simple and natural.

However, the Immortal-Zhanying Yue immediately began to tremble violently, and when the finger pointed at the top, all the violent shaking disappeared in an instant, and the entire golden Yue became calm and calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

"Qiang!"

The man raised his hand and grabbed the Immortal-Zhan Yue. He didn't know whether he was looking at it or remembering it. There was no expression on Yingwei's face, but there were billions of stars in his eyes, like nine heavens.

"The Dao is empty and clinging to it for eternity. This thought can never be dissipated. This life, that day, has passed for so long." He whispered for a long time, his voice was not loud, but it was full of endless desolation and loneliness, as if it made him feel uncomfortable. The entire starry sky was mourning for him, the stars all over the sky flickered and flickered, and the avenue trembled and wailed.

"Buzz!"

However, to Xiaoyao Buchen's ears, this man's voice was like a thunder, exploding directly in his mind, causing his consciousness to buzz.

He could feel that he had been locked in, like a fish on a fishing line, his fate had been determined.

Kill Xiaoyao? What rebellious words! However, what came out of this man's mouth seemed to be the prelude to a catastrophe.

At the same time, beyond the endless galaxy, there was a certain area in the Eastern Wasteland, stretching for millions of miles, full of pavilions and jade buildings, shrouded in fairy mist, like a fairy palace in the sky falling into the mortal world.

Even on the floating clouds, there are majestic palaces, silver waterfalls hanging down, spiritual birds flying, steaming clouds and glowing clouds, and dense spiritual energy, just like a pure land that is hard to find in the world.

The Xiaoyao family, one of the three behemoths in the eyes of the world, along with the Yuhua Shen Dynasty and the Changsheng family, is located here. No one dares to approach it easily, and they are full of awe.

"Ding Ding Cong Cong."

In a pavilion floating on the top of the mountain, there is a beautiful and beautiful woman playing the piano. Birds dance at the sound, as if they have entered a state of transformation, which is so beautiful.

Xiaoyao Qingzhu was dressed in green clothes, with a calm face. Her jade fingers like green onions were dancing on the strings, and her mind seemed to be completely immersed in it.

It seemed that only at this moment would she choose to let go of the city and let her heart completely match the rhythm.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang."

After a while, the sound of the piano became urgent, like a steel horse, resounding for nine days, and her fingers became dazzling, plucking each string quickly.

If Ye Nan were here, she would definitely hear that what the Xiaoyao Green Bamboo is stroking at this moment is actually the prelude of the Nine Tribulations Phoenix Song.

"Boom"

However, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly at the most critical moment, and the cry of the phoenix did not appear. Xiaoyao Qingzhu's flawless face showed a bit of loneliness, and he gently placed his fingers on the strings.

In the past years in the Holy City, she did not get the complete chapter of the Nine Tribulations Phoenix Song.

"Huh?" At this moment, Xiaoyao Qingzhu's smart eyes suddenly flashed, and he saw a familiar figure in the sky. Although he was confused, he stood up, showed a faint smile, and said: " Cousin, why did you come back today?”

However, the next second, Xiaoyao Qingzhu's expression changed drastically, because the figure just glanced at her coldly, which immediately made her feel like her soul had been pierced, and her heart was trembling.

He is not happy!