When everything calmed down, there were no more wars or waves, the blood gradually dispersed, the darkness was expelled, and dawn emerged.
A person appears, he looks ordinary, nothing surprising, not majestic, but he has a kind of temperament that makes people feel at ease.
But his small figure had an invincible momentum, and the overwhelming sky was about to burst. There was a suffocating power fluctuation. He walked through ruins and battlefields of galaxies one after another, looking at the remnants.
Ji Xukong walks among the galaxies, pursuing the blood and various traces left by the Supreme. This battle left too much, and many of them are what he needs.
Several restricted areas of the Emperor Burial Star disappeared inexplicably and were hidden in the void of the universe. Using the secret tracking method and these traces, it may be possible to calculate the location of those restricted areas.
The end of the turmoil does not mean the end of everything. Blood debts can only be paid with blood!
Finally, he also disappeared!
At this point, the dark turmoil came to an end, and the most terrifying bloody chaos and catastrophe in history ended. The time was surprisingly short, much faster than expected.
However, it really left too much sorrow behind.
"It's over, it's finally over, the darkness of blood and tears is over!"
"The catastrophe is over and I am still alive!"
Cheers came from everywhere, resounding through the sky, celebrating surviving this apocalypse. Everyone was extremely excited. It was really not easy to survive.
Everyone was surviving the disaster, gasping for air, and then yelling at the sky. Only then can they realize the preciousness of life, and that living is better than anything else.
People vented to their heart's content and roared loudly to express their feelings.
And at the end, when the cheers and excitement ended and people gradually calmed down, the atmosphere of sadness and sorrow filled the air, and gradually the sound of crying came.
"Woooo..."
Too many people died in this turmoil, and ancient places of life turned bright red one after another. Corpses were piled up in piles on the ground, which were higher than the mountains and wider than the sea.
"Child, where are you? Come back and see your mother." A white-haired old woman cried heartbrokenly. She was covered in blood and fell to the ground, feeling cold all over.
"Father, you don't want to die, please, you must survive."
A weak girl shook a body vigorously, but there was only blood flowing from the man's mouth, his eyes were dim, he stretched out his hand feebly, touched her face, then lowered his head and made no sound.
"Mom, don't sleep, get up, get up quickly." A three or four-year-old child cried loudly, holding his arms that had already become cold, his big eyes full of tears.
And this is just a microcosm of the tragedy in the human world. It is everywhere, not just in a star field, but across a large area of the universe, with miserable winds, bloody rain, and gloomy clouds.
There were too many losses in this battle, and the bones of many heroes were lost in foreign lands. Although they did not have the strength of the Great Emperor, they rushed to fight outside the territory and shed blood in the starry sky.
In fact, many people did not even get close to the battlefield before they exploded into blood and bones. They were helpless and only let out an unyielding roar in the end.
There are many such people. They work hard without caring about their own lives. Although they have no effect, they also ignite the fire of unyielding will for all souls.
"It's a pity, so many have been lost, it's unbearable weight, so much sorrow." There was a nameless power lamenting sadly in the starry sky, a little depressed, a little decadent, and slowly walked away.
The Taihuang Sword was almost broken, the Jiuli Tu was cracked, the West Emperor Tower was incomplete, the Hengyu Furnace was damaged...
Since this day, all the imperial weapons in the universe have been severely damaged, leaving too much injury and pain. The price paid is too huge and unbearable.
The Supreme War affected too much of the star field and also caused terrible bloodshed. The glory of the past seemed so pale on this day.
Crying was heard in the universe. The Jiang family, dressed in plain clothes, carrying a basket of white flowers, shed tears all the way, and the crystal petals were flying, accompanied by the blood mist in the remains of the battlefield.
"Liu Yun..." She murmured in despair.
The entire Jiang family has arrived, and all those who survived are crying.
"Find the remains, even if it's just a piece of bone or a drop of blood!" The Supreme Elder of the Jiang family said with difficulty.
Mrs. Jiang wiped away her tears, but soon there would still be crystals falling down. She felt very painful in her heart, so she sprinkled the white petals and walked silently towards the distance, searching all the way.
Major inheritances, immortal dynasties, holy lands, powerful clans, etc. have also arrived. To fully revive the imperial army and gain extreme combat power, what is needed is endless sacrifices and blood sacrifices. Some people are silent, others cry out sadly, how many heroes are buried here, and then
It cannot be reproduced either.
Too many people came, and they all felt dejected. The battlefield was too vast and involved many star fields. They pursued it tirelessly.
"Emperor Hengyu, Emperor Xi, Emperor Amitabha, Emperor Tai..." Many races come here to worship, they are very pious and full of sadness.
Dark turmoil, the end of a bloody disaster left too much sadness, making people feel bitter in their hearts.
Group after group of people came to sacrifice the dead, the emperor's weapons, this battle, this life, the burial place of blood and bones, the battlefield where life rests, desolate and desolate.
suddenly.
In the mythical battlefield, the void shook, as if there was an invisible force controlling everything.
"Wow~" In the endless universe, little bits of light condensed from all directions, shining like stars.
for a long time.
"Buzz~"
One by one, the geniuses who had fought for the human race appeared out of thin air, all of them were of the younger generation. Each of them had once held up the sky for the human race with their amazing talents and peerless fighting power.
What's going on now? Is it the return of the hero's soul?
Jiang Liuyun of the Jiang family, the summer of the Great Xia Dynasty, Buddhism's war... Looking at these geniuses appearing one after another, the people who were still grieving suddenly became emotionally incoherent.
These guys won't be lonely in the underworld. Do you want to take them with you?
Ms. Jiang didn't have the slightest scruple. She quietly walked up to Jiang Liuyun, stood still, smiled, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and said slowly with a smile: "Welcome back."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Liuyun also raised the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, hugged his wife, and whispered in her ear: "I'm back, I love you!"
"Hmm~" He hummed softly, and Mrs. Jiang hugged her tighter.
Half a moment.
The entire battlefield began to cheer.
Not all the heroes died in the battle. At the critical moment, the older generation of heroes took the lead and rescued the younger generation. In the end, these geniuses were driven into the time and space tunnel leading to the future by the Hengyu Divine Furnace using the laws of the Emperor's Way.
It just appeared now.
"Long live the human race!"
...
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, some wounds cannot be healed even by time, many things cannot come back, but some traces are forever etched in the heart.
A hundred years of solitude, some people have been alone for hundreds of years, quietly waiting and looking into the distance.
After a hundred years of pursuit, some people have traveled across the starry sky, struggling to follow the footsteps of those who have passed away.
After hundreds of years of pain, some people lick the wounds and cultivate in secret.
Time flies, and the dark turmoil is over, but it has left indelible pain and bitterness in this era.
The wind blows down the yellow leaves, and it is autumn again. The chill is coming, and there is a chill like a knife. This late autumn is a bit cold, a bit cold, and a bit chilling.
That battle is over, and all the races in the world have left a lot of blood and tears. Too many injuries still need time to heal slowly. Endless ordinary people died unexpectedly, and too many heroes have passed away.
Stars are disillusioned, the tide ebbs and flows, and what is lost is ultimately irretrievable. It is immortal in time, but it can only live in people's memories.
"Too many people died in that battle. It's a pity that so many heroes were buried in foreign lands and shed blood in foreign lands. Fortunately, a few heroes survived, and fortunately there are historians who can record all the images and names and leave them to people.
In the pavilion.
"Historical Records" will last forever, and as long as the future generations enter the Human Pavilion, they will see the sacrifices they made for the human race at the first glance."
"A wave in the long river of time splashes into the sky, which makes people feel nostalgic."
All races are worshiping, not only Yaochi, Jiang family, Buddhism, Daxia Dynasty, etc., tens of thousands of powerful races in the universe have had outstanding warriors, some died in their own ancestral planet, and some rushed to other areas.
, although he could not get close to the battlefield, he had worked fearlessly and worked hard, and collapsed outside the battlefield.
Only quasi-emperors can enter the battlefield, and there is no doubt that most of them died in the battle!
After careful calculation, more than a dozen quasi-emperors died in the battle, and their blood was spilled outside the territory. People of this level in the universe are almost extinct!
This is the most powerful group of people, the elites in the world, who even had the hope of enlightenment, but they all died in this battle and fell into this most terrifying dark turmoil.
They have become heroes of all ethnic groups, are firmly remembered and praised by others, and have become a mark of an era, known to all women and children in their ethnic groups.
Those who passed away were all the most powerful heroes of this era. Could it be that apart from those few, no one survived? People once expected and hoped for a miracle.
However, after a hundred years of loneliness, no hero has come back against the odds. No matter how transcendent and talented you were during your lifetime, you will eventually fall when you fall.
"Can there be reincarnation in this world?" Many powerful clans mourned and shouted to the sky, hoping that the strongest heroes who died in the clan could one day reappear in the world.
But, can this come true? Death is like a lamp going out. There is no reincarnation, so why is there any theory of reincarnation? There is no afterlife. This is the consensus of many powerful monks.
Asking the sky in this way is just a kind of sustenance and an expression of grief and indignation. Only a few people are longing for and hoping for a miracle to happen.
The old saints sighed, since they have died, it is impossible to reappear. Even the ancient emperors were like this. They did not take this opportunity to reincarnate, did not hope for the future, and only fought for the present.
If there is a special one, it is undoubtedly Amitabha.
Buddhism firmly believes that the afterlife is not false. You can wait until there will always be two similar flowers in the long river of time. One flower will wither and the other will bloom. The most beautiful glory will be in the future.
After this day, some golden Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Dharma Protector Kings from the Amitabha Ancient Star Region set out to search for the fallen elites of Buddhism.
A hundred years of years, a hundred years of sorrow, everything has finally come to an end slowly, and an era has passed.
During these hundred years, the world was not peaceful, and many things happened.
There is a Forbidden Zone Supreme who secretly eats in a deserted place in the universe. When the Void Emperor arrives, he has already left, the stars are shattered, and all souls have fallen.
The underworld appears powerfully and manifests itself in the human world. Endless Yin soldiers cross the star field and collect the corpses of the strong men who died in battle.
For this reason, many bloody battles took place in various places. This was a local war after the end of darkness, which once caused people to panic.
"At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The underworld is the destination of all souls."
I don't know who spread this sentence. It once made people panic. Yin soldiers have been passing through for hundreds of years, and some mysterious ancient areas have also been in chaos for hundreds of years.
Finally, they mysteriously disappeared.
This day.
In the hidden place of the universe, outside the restricted area of the Sea of Samsara, an ancient supreme being had just swallowed a life star in the edge star area and returned with satisfaction.
I can live another thousand years, hey, happy!
What was wrong with him? He just simply wanted to live.
Moreover, all those creatures are destined to die anyway, and will eventually turn into withered bones and ashes after thousands of years. Now that they are completely integrated with him and exist forever in the world, isn't it also a different kind of immortality?
This is the supreme honor he bestows on those humble ants. It is his great kindness not to let those creatures sincerely say thank you before they die.
suddenly.
"Boom~"
A large crack in the void spread, directly dividing the entire world into two halves. The ancient supreme body was broken into two parts, and he was seriously injured in one blow.
"Emperor of the Void? How is it possible? Aren't you still seriously injured?" The Supreme couldn't believe it, and shouted while using secret methods to consume his life source to quickly recover.
This place is so close to home, and this void dares to block the door, just as everyone rushes forward to share the fresh emperor's blood.
Ji Xukong remained silent and continued to attack.
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As the saying goes, if you die as a Taoist friend, you will not die as a poor Taoist. If you kill this one, you can't kill them all.
Although they are stable, they also have tempers!
"I don't believe you are not injured!" After being beheaded twice in a row, the ancient supreme leader seemed to understand something, shouted, attacked crazily, and started a big showdown.
The void was crossed with his hand, and the opponent's blood spurted out. The supreme king fell back and staggered, his hands were covered in blood, and he looked horrified.
However, he found that blood also overflowed from the corners of Vong Kong's mouth. The injuries on his body were not fake, and he felt sick.
"kill!"
He attacked and killed like crazy.
The Supreme also has its pride.
With a bang, supreme mana exploded, visions, void mirrors, and void secrets all came out, shattering everything, penetrating the sky, and a bloody flower burst out in front of the strike.
"Ah..." The Supreme Lord shouted, his body was shattered by the shock, blood flowed from his eyebrows, and he flew up.
He could not withstand the domineering attack of the current emperor and was about to fall.
Finally, the Void Mirror was born, grinding this sneaky bereaved dog to pieces. The Void Mirror was then stained with the emperor's blood, and its light became brighter and more powerful.
"The Void Emperor killed another Forbidden Zone Supreme!"
This news was like a tsunami, shaking the world. At this moment, people realized that the impact of this incident was too great.
The great emperor of the human race in this world is invincible! The universe can enjoy another 20,000 years of peace and prosperity!
happy!
The only disharmonious thing was that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xong Kong's mouth, which made him look a little sick, and it was obvious that he really had some Taoist injuries.
Mrs. Ji stepped forward and handed over a medicine king. There was a worried look on her face, fearing that something might happen to her husband.
"It's okay." Vukong smiled, then raised his head and looked into the distance, with a cold and serious face, and said: "Are you here to kill me?"
The Lord of the Immortal Mountain, Stone Emperor, walked out of the darkness. He was silent for a moment, and then said: "My Taoist friend is extremely beautiful, and the secret method of the void has shocked the past and the present. In this world, you are truly invincible in the world."
The Stone Emperor sighed, Void's strength made him bow his head temporarily.
Fortunately, given this guy's temperament, he will definitely not cut himself off and become a restricted area, competing with him for the path to immortality.
Ji Xukong said calmly: "I don't want to take action for the time being. I hope that you will continue to cultivate your moral character and live a stable life in the Immortal Mountain."
What else can the Stone Emperor say? Perhaps he should be thankful or perhaps sad that he has not taken any action here. He was once the most powerful person invincible in heaven and earth.
Needless to say, the Stone Emperor tore open the universe and sank into the depths of the starry sky.
Some strong men arrived and watched from a distance.
Some people sigh, Emperor of the Void, this will be his glorious era alone!
I am invincible in this world!
"Emperor of the Void!"
"Kill the ancient supreme beings, sweep the restricted areas, and feel like entering an uninhabited land. The human race is mighty!"
