I don’t know when the young man in yellow put on the fifty-stringed "Prince Changqin", and he was now appearing on a boundary mountain Great Wall. His face was calm, his eyes were calm, and he watched quietly. He had already guarded the vast world of Kyushu.
The Jieshan Great Wall that has lasted for many years.
I saw that the Jieshan Great Wall was already riddled with holes, leaving countless traces of battles, either sword marks, hammer marks, ancient times, just now, or blood stains that have not dried up yet.
.
Looking at the Great Wall that had been rebuilt countless times, the calm eyes of the young man in yellow finally turned gloomy. Wherever his eyes could see, there were dead black-armored soldiers and dead tribesmen, and their blood was still flowing.
…
This battle was extremely brutal. Most of the Black Armored Army suffered casualties and was almost destroyed.
How many tribesmen died in the battle on this Jieshan Great Wall?
Nobody knows!
This is the most tragic war for the Kyushu people since the beginning of ancient times; it is also the most glorious war for the Jiuzhou people since the beginning of antiquity.
After all, the ten giant war cities guarding the void outside the territory were wiped out by the Human Emperor Sword. And Tian Er and Tian San, the two extremely terrifying banner masters, were killed by the returning tribesman, the Heavenly Emperor.
These are the Emperor of Heaven and the Most Powerful Holy Emperor.
At this moment, the young man in yellow stood there quietly, a little lost, as if he didn't know where he was going.
"I've met Senior Long Yi."
He didn't know when a deep voice woke him up, and he finally came to his senses.
He looked at King Wu who came in front of him, nodded and said sadly: "You're welcome, where is Yan Qing? I'll... give him a ride..."
"Senior, is there really nothing we can do?"
Emperor Wu's heart sank.
He is one of the very few people in the Kyushu tribe who knows the identity of the young man in yellow. Although the young man in yellow is not the strongest, he is definitely among the people who have lived the longest.
As far as he knows.
Among the Kyushu people, there is no one who has lived longer than the young man in yellow. Because the young man in yellow is at least a person from the ancient times...
"I……"
The young man in Huang Yi shook his head and said, "Take me to see him."
King Wu sighed and took the young man in yellow to the Temple of War and into the healing cave.
The vitality in the cave is permeated and extremely strong.
The young man in yellow looked at Yan Qing who was lying quietly on the jade bed. He hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward, reaching out and touching Yan Qing's lifeline.
Close your eyes.
Touching again and again, the hands of the young man in yellow began to tremble.
"Senior, please save Brother Yan." I don't know when Su Ziyu appeared next to him and asked sincerely, "With Yan Qing's invincible appearance, he will definitely become an emperor one day and protect our Jiuzhou human race."
The young man in yellow opened his eyes, cast a sad gaze on Su Ziyu, and said, "I can't save him."
"..."
Su Ziyu looked sad.
"What if we bring it back to Shenmen?" The voice of King Wu came, and King Wu appeared next to him, "But is there a way? Shenmen is..."
"Shenmen is just a place of supreme inheritance, not a place of resurrection from the dead."
The young man in yellow shook his head.
"Shenmen? What Shenmen? Can Shenmen save Yan Qing?"
A rough and loud voice came, it was the scavenger. Although he had not recovered yet, his energy was good and he seemed full of energy.
At this moment, he looked at the young man in yellow with some confusion and said, "King Wu, who is this?"
"This is Senior Long Yi."
King Wu pondered for a moment and then introduced him. He only said a name and said nothing. "This is the scavenger. He comes from Tiandi Mountain. His iron fists are invincible in the world. He comes from the same sect as Master Yan Qing."
The young man in yellow nodded, he had heard of the scavenger.
After all, the scavenger is quite famous.
Besides, there are not many great emperors in the Kyushu human race. Every time a great emperor is born, it is worth celebrating, isn't it?
He not only knows the Scavenger, but also other great emperors.
It's just that we haven't met each other.
"Senior Long Yi?"
The scavenger was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. After all, even King Wu was called a senior, which was at least a million-year-old antique, but why hadn't he heard of it? And why hadn't he been seen guarding him in a million years?
Jieshan Great Wall?
If the Jieshan Great Wall had an extra emperor, so many clan members wouldn't have to die.
He felt a little dissatisfied for a while, but he didn't say it out in the end.
Maybe there are difficulties.
"Senior Long Yi, is there any way to save Yan Qing?"
The scavenger couldn't help but said.
"No!"
The young man in yellow said, but suddenly burst into laughter, but he couldn't help but burst into tears as he smiled, and shouted with some sadness: "Haha, they are all dead, they are all dead, I can't save anyone, hahaha...
…”
The sad laughter resounded throughout the cave.
At this moment, the young man in yellow began to cry sadly, with tears streaming down his face. As the protector of the divine gate, he could not save anyone in the end.
Can't protect anyone.
There are one hundred and eight generations and one hundred and eight people in Shenmen, but even Yan Qing is about to die, and he can't save or protect him.
Yan Qing is the 108th generation disciple of Shenmen.
The last generation of disciples of Shenmen.
Now that even Yan Qing is about to die, how can we prevent him from grieving?
Except for a few of the one hundred and eight generations of Shenmen disciples who have disappeared, all the other disciples died in the battle. Their tombstones are erected in the sky monument on Shidao...
There are one hundred and three tombstones in total.
As the disciples of Shenmen, each of them has a fighting power that reaches the sky, suppressing the eight wastelands and Liuhe, sweeping across the sky, and shocking the stars for eternity.
Prosperous to the extreme.
But in the end.
They all turned into tombstones, suppressing the great evil in the sky...
Even if Yan Qing is added, there are only five disciples left in Shenmen, but they are injured, imprisoned, and disabled. As the protector, the young man in yellow is powerless to save them.
, unable to bring them back.
Some disciples were imprisoned by heavenly beings in darkness without light, enduring endless pain.
It's like becoming a useless person.
"Haha...ahhhh..."
The spirit of the young man in yellow was about to collapse. He looked at Yan Qing on the jade bed with pain on his face, hating himself for being useless and blaming himself for being incompetent. As a protector, he couldn't protect even the weakest disciple...
Yan Qing's death was like the last straw that finally crushed Long Yi.
"What kind of protector am I?"
"What qualifications do I have to become a protector?"
At this moment, the young man in yellow roared in pain. Thousands of years of oppression made him breathless. One hundred and eight generations of disciples, each generation was a being that swept across the world, but in the end they did not end well.
None of the disciples of Shenmen had a good ending.
This is true even for Yan Qing, who has not yet left the world of Kyushu.
"I am the most failed protector..."
The young man in yellow said painfully and did not yell again.
At this moment, he remembered the battle on the Daqian battlefield. He also failed to protect Yan Qing and let Yan Qing die. But now, are there any miracles? Can Yan Qing survive again? In that battle on the Daqian battlefield, except
Yan Qing and several young men he was optimistic about also died in the battle.
To be precise, all the young men who entered the Daqian battlefield died in battle.
Chai Tianmen died in the battle.
Tian Qing died in the battle.
Shen Yu died in battle.
Yan Qing, who miraculously came back alive from the Great Thousand Battlefields, will Yan Qing die in the battle now?
When the young man in yellow was in great pain, the "Prince Changqin" he was carrying suddenly started playing automatically, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing the strings crazily.
I saw the strings beating continuously.
Either hooking, ticking, wiping, chanting, 猱, or chuo.
The passionate melody rose instantly, full of the atmosphere of fighting and fighting, and imbued with an indescribable indignation and unyieldingness.
"Chance for the crown!"
A voice sounded from inside the cave.
It sounded like the voice of a young man in yellow, but he didn't speak.
But at this moment, the long hair of the young man in yellow flew suddenly, and a sad anger burst out from his body.
The clothes rustled.
With the exciting sound of the piano, thousands of troops, thousands of mountains, countless seas, etc. instantly appeared in the cave sky, but they didn't know where they were going, so they collided randomly.
What was originally a healing cave instantly turned into the most terrifying battlefield.
All the injured were shocked.
Although the sound of the piano was not directed at them, it made them unable to suppress it. The wounds that had been healed suddenly exploded under the sound of the piano.
"not good!"
King Wu's expression changed and he immediately shouted: "Senior Long Yi, wake up quickly, this is not a battlefield or a desperate situation!"
but.
Long Yi fell into the huge pain and despair that had been suppressed for millions of years, and it was difficult to wake up.
Prince Changqin sang in his pain and despair, and unleashed a desperate blow.
"Get angry!"
The originally sad young man in yellow suddenly burst into anger, prompting the prince Changqin to pluck the ninth string.
He raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared loudly, his heart strong and strong, his bones iron-clad.
The young man in yellow roared angrily.
At this moment, in his eyes, it was no longer a cave, but a terrifying battlefield in the last years of ancient times.
The battlefield is full of powerful enemies.
Just try your best.
"Shen Ming!"
"Throw the sword!"
The young man in yellow has empty eyes.
However, the anger was overwhelming, and although his hands still did not move, the strings were beating crazily.
The sound of the piano became more intense each time.
At this moment, the cave sky seems to have turned into the most miserable hell. The wind has stopped and the clouds are stagnant in Xuanqi, and both humans and ghosts are silent.
The sound of the piano is clanking, and there is the sound of iron swords.
Shocking.
Weeping ghosts and gods.
"Senior Long Yi!"
King Wu suppressed the sound of the piano while shouting, but in the end he failed to suppress the sound of the piano and almost knocked him over.
The sound of the piano is so terrifying. After all, it is a desperate blow from a dragon that has lasted ten million years.
It represents the most powerful blow in Long Yi's life.
It's brilliant, full of swords and swords!
The scavenger was unable to resist the sound of the piano at all, so he had to rely on Emperor Wu to suppress it, and he quickly sent the injured out of the cave. But in the cave, the terrible sound of the piano seemed to have formed a domain. Even if Emperor Wu was suppressing it, it would not be able to suppress it.
It can only suppress part of the sound, but cannot suppress all the sound.
This made the scavenger's face change a little. He didn't expect Long Yi to be so terrifying. Could he be at the level of the Emperor of Heaven?
If it is the level of Heavenly Emperor, why have I never heard of it?
"King Wu, what's going on?"
While the scavenger was sending the injured away, he asked, Senior Long Yi was crying and laughing inexplicably. Was he insane?
He also said that he was Yan Qing’s protector, so he was Yan Qing’s protector, right?
Moreover, I have never heard Yan Qing say it.
"Senior Long Yi lived a life that was too depressing." King Wu sighed and tried his best to suppress the sound of the piano. "Yan Qing became the last straw that broke the camel's back..."
Yan Qing is not the only disciple of Shenmen he has met, and he probably knows some of the disciples' deeds.
"??"
The scavenger still didn't understand, so he asked: "Senior Long Yi, are you a little crazy?"
"good……"
Emperor Wu Wang sighed.
"What state is Senior Long Yi in?" The scavenger became curious, "Is he the Emperor of Heaven or the Most Powerful Holy Emperor?"
"I don't know."
The King of Martial Arts said, countless martial arts shadows came out of his body to suppress the terrible sound of the piano.
At this moment, the sound of the piano turned into fierce notes, like demons and evil spirits coming out of hell, wreaking havoc on the world.
This made the scavenger's face change greatly, and he said: "It seems to have become stronger."
"This is a desperate blow from Senior Long Yi. If Senior Long Yi is allowed to finish playing, not only will the cave sky be turned into ashes, but it will also cause great damage to the Temple of War and even affect the Great Wall of Boundary Mountain." King Wu's face said.
He became solemn, "Moreover, if Senior Long Yi is allowed to finish playing, he will die. Only by stopping him at this time can Senior Long Yi survive..."
"this……"
The scavenger was stunned for a moment, and wanted to curse loudly, then said: "What should I do?"
"Senior Feng."
Emperor Wu Wang suddenly roared.
After the return of the Emperor of Heaven, he first killed Tian Er and Tian San, and then took charge of the Human Emperor Sword and destroyed ten giant war cities with one sword.
It seems that he also killed the Celestial Being.
Is it still too late?
Even if it was too late, Senior Feng would be powerless, right?
"I am coming."
A faint voice sounded, and Feng Qingyan's figure appeared behind them.
After he appeared, the originally terrifying piano sound gradually became softer, but it did not suppress the piano sound, or directly cut it off.
At this moment, he reached out and flicked the prince's long qin, and began to seize the position of the qin, seizing the control of the qin. However, within two breaths, the young man in yellow was still unable to defeat him, and finally Feng Qingyan took over the control of the qin and controlled the sound.
The sound of the piano began to become gentle, then cold and deep.
The young man in yellow gradually became calmer, seemed to be immersed in the deep music of the piano, and stood there motionless.
"This "Prologue" is given to you."
However, the moment Feng Qingyan flicked his hand, he input all the "Prologue" he created into Prince Changqin. Then Prince Changqin played "Prologue" by himself, causing the vitality in the young man in yellow to gradually become stronger.
The soul that was about to dry up also gained vitality.
Feng Qingyan sighed and glanced at Long Yi, not knowing what to say. Finally, his eyes fell on Yan Qing...
"Senior Feng, is Senior Long Yi okay?"
Emperor Wu Wang pondered for a while and said.
"It's okay for now." Feng Qingyan said, then closed his eyes and began to deduce, how could the Human Emperor die like this?
If the Human Emperor dies like this, all the plans will be finished, and the Nine Provinces human race will be almost finished as well.
The Human Emperor is the most critical link.
Never die!
After a while, he opened his eyes, walked closer, put his hand on Yan Qing, and started to deduce again.