Supreme Immortal Emperor

bang!

In the dark, there seems to be a bang, which can only be faintly heard by the emperor without finding the source.

No need to look, you know that the tenth Emperor Peak, self-destructed in Ji Ningshuangs dream, wanted to bury the heavens, but unfortunately, he did not hurt half of the heavens.

pu!

When Ji Ningshuang came out of her dream, she couldn’t stand firm in one step and almost fell into the sky. The heavens and people did not hurt her, but they hurt her, and she resisted in the dream. Self-destruction.

“Ye Chen.”

Her calling was hoarse, stumbled all the way, and ran towards a starry sky. Her figure was shaking. At any moment, she might fall down.

In this battle, she killed half of the ten Emperor Peak. When she was the last emperor, she suffered a Peak Self-destruction. Before and after, she was injured badly enough. It should be among the emperors of the past. Only one emperor was wounded so miserably on the day of sermons.

However, her record is enough to outsmart the ages.

After all, she is only a junior emperor, and she still hasnt had time to fusion completely in the future.

In the bloody starry sky, she found her husband, but finally couldn’t walk a step further, collapsed on the ground and hugged Ye Chen.

Tears have flooded her cheeks.

Ye Chen is white-haired, without any brilliance, without a trace of anger, old as ashes, and may shatter with a little effort. He sacrificed the Primordial Spirit and sacrificed five. 10,000 years lifespan, no matter which one, is enough for his soul to return for nine days.

If you don’t leave a way for yourself, there is no way back.

“Ye…I’m sorry.”

Ye Chen nestled in Ji Ningshuang’s arms, his voice hoarse, and his tone was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

The world-famous War God took his last breath and wanted to say these three words to his wife.

Just as she fell in his arms in front of the Pill City Hall in the previous life, she was also sorry.

It was him who killed their child.

“No, it’s not your fault.”

Ji Ningshuang’s tears are like rain, the divine force of the emperor and the origin of the emperor are all madly pouring into Ye Chen within the body , To rekindle his Primordial Spirit fire.

She has lost her child and does not want to lose her husband again.

However, although the emperor is Supreme, it is not omnipotent. No matter how she exerts her strength, no matter how she mobilizes the origin, she can no longer burn the Primordial Spirit fire. Not only can it not burn, but Ye Chen will be old. The body was torn apart.

Now he is too old and too fragile. Even if the Emperor Dao Origin Source is gentler, he can’t bear it anymore. He has run out of oil and the lamp is dead. Only the body is left, and only the last breath is left.

“Light up, light up for me.”

Ji Ningshuang hissed in a low voice, still working madly, just like when Ye Chen saved Ye Fan before. Any price, as long as he can live, is willing to pay everything.

“Don’t waste your effort.”

Ye Chen smiled tiredly, his mouth was still bleeding, the last gleam of light remaining in his eyes was completely annihilated, although I really wanted to He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his cheeks for his wife, but he was weak.

“Please, don’t leave me.”

“If the fate of the next life is not over, I would rather bear the common people…not the Qing.”

Ye Chen’s words are hoarse and vicissitudes of life, gradually weakening, has lost the pupil light eyes, slowly closed, the old body, inch by inch, even the tears from the corners of the eyes, and the blood gushing out of the mouth. , All turned into flying ashes, leaving only the warm words, embellished with the love of sadness and tears.

“No…no no…”

Ji Ningshuang went crazy and wanted to reshape his body, but all he could catch was a wisp of flying ash.

Her Ye Chen was buried.

The War God of the heavens is buried.

Ah…!

The hiss of the empress trembles the Three Realms.

At that moment, her hair turned white.

A scene in history is always surprisingly similar.

In the last reincarnation, she was shopping for heavenly demon, protecting him Great Accomplishment, fighting body dies and Dao disappears.

In this reincarnation, he alone fought against the Nine Emperors, protected her and proclaimed the Tao, and killed himself to the point of destruction.

One past life, one present life.

She fell in his arms,

He also died in her arms.

“If there is an afterlife, I would like to grant my love for the rest of my life.”

“If the future life is not complete, I would rather bear the common people…not the Qing.”

Cause and effect, there is reincarnation.

Her past life question, this life, finally got the answer.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

“Send Saint Physique.”

The hiss of the heavens is sad, no matter the old or the junior, no matter who builds the monster cultivator, all living creatures are at the same moment , One-knee kneels, to see off the world-famous War God, it was he who fought the supreme in blood, fighting for a glimmer of hope for the heavens; it was also him who used blood and bone to burn the ray of light for the common people.

Saint Physique lineage, stout lineage.

He is respectable.

His name, his story, and his legend will be inherited from generation to generation, and will be carved into that immortal myth by the common people.

Hey!

The two emperors sighed, tears and sadness in their eyes.

Supreme love, Xu Shi is really jealous of God.

Emperor Huang and Yueshang are like this.

Ye Chen and Yaochi are the same.

One sermon, one burial.

This goodbye is a farewell.

“Ye Chen.”

The cry of crying resounded in a mysterious manner.

That is Ruoxi, or Chu Xuan and Chu Ling who are within the body of her, who also want to hug their Ye Chen.

Unfortunately, they can’t do it. The more tears flow, the more unstable Ruoxi’s breath becomes.

The combination of the four is Ruoxi’s dominance consciousness. Their emotions are always interfering with Ruoxi and Wucai, and they may also cause the separation of the combination.

For an instant, Ruoxi’s eyes flashed with fairy light, and tears were burned out.

She is not ruthless.

There are no tears, nor is it ruthless, I really want to help Chu Xuan and Chu Ling turn around, and I want to help them to send Ye Chen off, but once they turn around, they will be separated.

The common people still need them to fit together, they need them to stabilize the universe and cover the position of the human world.

This is their mission and destiny.

Following the misty wind of the stars, the celestial clouds of Ruoxi in the twilight, one after another disappeared, one after another was annihilated.

She finally fell into nothingness. During the fall, she was divided into four people, all sleeping, all with white hair.

“Send her back to Da Chu.”

This is no tears. Before falling asleep, a weak Divine Consciousness came out.

There is no need for her to say, someone will do it.

Nai Wangchuan, the emperor, sacrificed the Yun Tuan and took away three people. Ruoxi needs to stay in Da Chu to control the universe.

“Won, the heavens have won.”

The people who are still alive stepped on the corpse mountain, crying in the shaking, looking at the blood-colored world, again Light was reflected again.

But the price of this light is tragic.

In this battle, the heavens have killed countless people, Ye Chen, Sovereign, God General, Yama, Jian Xiu, the Lord, Emperor Ji, Emperor… 90% of the heavens All the above Peak battle strengths are dead.

I looked around, no matter how hard it was to see a standing emperor, no matter how hard it was to see a complete starry sky.

There are mountains of bones everywhere.

There are rivers of blood flowing everywhere.

The blood-colored battlefield was filled with broken battle flags, and countless souls were buried.

“child.”

“Father, mother.”

“Old ancestors.”

Howling loudly, loudly, loudly The human world.

That is one after another blood-colored silhouette, holding his relatives, calling hysterically.

There are too many forces, Sects, and races. They are all annihilated. Perhaps no one will cry for them, but the living people and generations of the heavens will remember them. They are the ancestors and the future generations. The continuation, piled up the bloody Great Wall.

Hey!

The two emperors of Tianming and Ming sighed again, their backs buckled.

How many the blue sea turned into mulberry fields, they have seen too many disasters, and they have also seen more of the emperor, but it was the first time when the emperor was so tragic.

Ming Ming fixed the number, the ultimate enemy is no more than the Ming Ming variable, if there is no cross-temporal lore, if Ye Chen had the Great Accomplishment back then, how could the human world be so miserable.

The scarlet starry sky.

Eastern Wilderness female emperor dishevelled hair, holding Ye Chen’s blood coat in one hand, and Ye Fan’s armor in the other, she stumbled away if she lost her soul.

On this day, she eventually became an emperor, but lost two of her closest relatives, a husband and a child.

What about the Dao, they can’t come back.

PS: Sorry, I went to the hospital yesterday and there was no time to update.