The night wind blew up, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. The cold moonlight fell on the sky, shining on the crystal clear heaven, reflecting a beautiful halo, making it look extremely beautiful.
In front of the hall, a tall and graceful woman stood on the jade steps with an indifferent expression. She wore a nine-phoenix crown on her head and a silver dragon and phoenix dress. She had a cold temperament and was surrounded by strands of moonlight, like a moon palace.
Fairies are out of reach.
Starlight fell, Yue Shi looked back, with a trace of nostalgia in her beautiful eyes, looking at the palace gate, then boarded the light path without looking back, and disappeared into the night following an imperial uncle...
After a while, Emperor Mingdao walked out of the Jade Palace with the weak Princess Xinggui.
"Father..."
The girl in the gold skirt was a little scared and stood on the edge of the railing, stopping to move forward.
Her eyelashes were long, her face was slightly pale, she looked charming, and she looked at her father with some extravagance.
"Xinggui, in the future you will understand the painstaking efforts of the emperor. The divine dynasty cannot live without the emperor!"
Emperor Ziwei sighed, waved his dragon sleeves, and in an instant, nine thick purple dragons flew out of the sea of clouds, intertwining and outlining a portal of purple light.
Princess Xinggui walked forward. The moment she stepped into the light door, she turned back with two small dimples on her face. She smiled brightly and said softly: "Father, I will not let you down!"
Emperor Ziwei nodded slightly, then stood quietly, watching the girl walk into the light door...
Nine thousand feet high in the sky, chaos is surging, purple air is surging, stars and moonlight are shining together, a black gold temple suppresses the boundless sky, blooming with magnificent divine light.
The palace walls are crystal clear and exude a metallic luster, with ancient carvings of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers and oceans, fish, insects, flowers and birds, as well as birds and beasts, stars in the universe, majestic atmosphere and vast expanse.
Suddenly, a ray of silver light rose up from below, landed on the ancient palace, and transformed into a woman in a white dress. She had a beautiful face, lightly applied with pink and white, and looked stunning, with a hint of the aura of a god.
Princess Yue Shi raised her head and looked at the simple carvings on the temple with cold eyes, feeling the astonishing Taoist charm on the murals.
The next moment, her expression became firm, her eyes filled with a different kind of brilliance, and she walked into the ancient palace alone.
Inside the ancient palace, you can see an endless ocean of light red. Suddenly, a burst of mist blows in, and the light is intertwined with "Tao" and "Principle". It is as bright as a flower, with a breath of vicissitudes, and slaps towards the woman in white.
Princess Yue Shi showed a look of surprise. She moved her hands to form large purple stars that hung above her head.
With the blessing of the Emperor Star Technique, the sea fog slowly faded away, and the sun was high. Under the sunlight, the sea area was covered with a shallow layer of shattering, which was extremely gorgeous...
Su Yu sat alone on the ninth level of the sky, with his eyes closed and his expression indifferent. He sat on a chaotic lotus platform. In front of him was a dark starlight, as bright as a flower, blooming with dark lines of Taoism.
The sound of chanting sutras jumped out one after another, as if explaining all the ways in the world, making the void roar, and the entire sea of red jade surged and changed.
Vaguely, a shadow like a god and demon appeared in the halo of dark stars. He was tall and mighty, and the stars in his eyes were floating, silent and profound. He seemed to be the incarnation of the dark night, with a murderous intent that made people shudder.
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However, this phantom quickly dissipated in the void and was submerged by the chaotic energy.
In this case, Princess Xinggui, who looked like a porcelain doll, appeared in the clouds, and she quickly discovered the "Shenwu Emperor" in front of her.
Thinking of her father's words, the girl in the gold skirt pursed her lips, moved her lotus steps slowly, and walked slowly to Su Yu, then twirled her skirt, knelt down gracefully, and said softly: "I have met the ancestor of the Shenwu clan!
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To be fair, as a descendant of the royal family, she admired this ancient ancestor very much, especially because he killed the saint outside the world and saved the Ziwei Dynasty.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Yu above opened his eyes. His face was pale, with a hint of defeat.
Seeing the weak girl kneeling in front of him, he felt relief in his eyes. The originally vigorous light of life slowly faded and disappeared, with a hint of the end of dusk.
The star-robed man said softly: "Xing Gui'er, come here and let me take a good look at you."
Seeing that her royal ancestor was so amiable, Princess Xinggui felt relieved, but then became a little nervous. She stood up, straightened her skirt, and then walked to Su Yu's side with delicate steps.
Su Yu looked at his "descendant" with soft eyes. He reached out and stroked the girl's hair, and then there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and he said with a sense of loss: "Perhaps immortality is an illusion. There is nothing better than seeing blood flowing in the body of the descendant.
It is full of vitality and has a more hopeful meaning. Maybe I should pass away and live on with the blood of future generations. Would that still be me?"
Seeing the ancient ancestor who was once invincible in heaven and earth say such words, the girl in the golden skirt was also a little sad. Suddenly, a wave of blood dedicated to the divine dynasty rushed into her sea of consciousness. She took the initiative to hug Su Yu with tears in her eyes.
, sobbed: "Emperor Shenwu...let's live on with the blood of Xinggui."
"Silly boy, how could I do such a thing?"
Su Yu shook his head. He stretched out his right hand, curled his five fingers slightly, and condensed the starlight into a silver rune. Then he said with a smile in his eyes: "After I return to the ruins, you and Yue Shi can leave.
It has been destroyed, and I hope you will not forget the glory of your ancestors. Perhaps, you can rebuild the Ziwei Divine Dynasty in the future!"
"No, ancient ancestor, my awakening is something destined by God. The blood of Ziwei ancestors is resurrected in my body. Although I am not a star, I have the blood of King Ziwei. I have sacrificed everything for the divine dynasty. This is mine.
mission!"
The girl in the gold skirt was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her face was still a little childish, but at this moment, her eyes shone with an astonishing light, which was the determination of a martyr.
Before she came, her father showed her the miserable situation of the surviving descendants after the destruction of some forces. The once noble young masters were wantonly oppressed by small sects, while the female cultivators were even more miserable and became objects for other forces to compete for.
...
She has deep feelings for Ziwei Shenchao and will never let that tragic situation happen, even if the cost is her life. For this reason, she will do whatever it takes.
Su Yu's expression changed, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he said with an angry face: "That guy Mingdao, what exactly did he say to you? He told you, right...ahem..."
Before he finished speaking, his face showed a look of despair and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. His expression became weaker and weaker. Seeing that he was about to die soon, his eyes became more "kind".
Seeing that the emperor was coughing up blood, Princess Xinggui was even more worried. She took out the silk handkerchief embroidered with mountains and rivers, carefully wiped off the black blood for Su Yu, then threw herself on Su Yu and cried loudly, shouting: "Emperor, Xinggui
If you are willing, take my blood!"
In the clouds on the side, Princess Yue Shi looked miserable. She smiled bitterly, feeling that all her worries were meaningless. She did not expect that the emperor was really seriously injured.