The emperors of Yan Universe gathered at the end of the sky, looking at Xuwu blankly.
That river was not there before. It appeared out of thin air. I don’t know where it came from or where it was going. I only know that it is very old, full of vicissitudes, and very strange.
"Is this the legendary River of Illusion?"
The Emperor of the Underworld stepped forward, wanting to grab a piece of water and have a taste of it.
"Don't move." One emperor shouted.
To say that this emperor was born unusually, he looked exactly like Ye Chen.
If the dream demon were here, he would definitely be able to shout out his name, because the boy named Ye had babbled in front of her more than once, talking about his first life named "Emperor".
Wow!
Emperor Zun's reminder was still too late, Emperor Hades' hand had already reached into the River of Illusion.
However, what he stirred up was not splashes of water, but wisps of mottled light.
The strange thing is that when the light flows from the palm of the hand into the river, the sound is the sound of running water.
"Not a river?" Emperor Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out again to scoop up the second splash of water.
"Interesting." Two more emperors came forward, one was shameless and the other was insane.
Ghost Emperor and Xuan Emperor are the same, plus Hades Emperor and Emperor Zun, they are called Emperor Dao F4.
These two are also curious people, just like the Emperor of Hades squatting by the river, fishing for water and studying.
"Come back." It was the Emperor who sacrificed a divine light and dragged the three of them back.
"Don't make a fuss, I...well..." Before Ming Emperor could finish his words, he let out a muffled groan. He looked like a drunken man who was too drunk. He could not stand firmly, and there was more between his eyebrows.
The color of pain.
On the other hand, nothing happened to the Ghost Emperor and the Xuan Emperor.
Because of this, the emperors were surprised.
They are both playing in the water, but why is only Emperor Ming's face pale?
Well!
Emperor Hades' groan made him look even more drowsy, and his deep-set eyes became a lot more cloudy.
If that was all, his life span and imperial divine power were still passing away at an extremely fast rate.
"What's going on?" Emperor Xuan and Ghost Emperor stepped forward together, and Emperor Zun also
Raise your hands and use your magical power.
In this way, the disaster of Emperor Hades was forcibly blocked.
He finally stood firm, but there was a look of confusion in his eyes.
Just in the first few moments, he seemed to see a vast world.
It was also in the first few moments that it seemed as if there were some dust-covered memories deep in the soul that were about to break out of the cage.
"Have you noticed it?" Emperor Xuan glanced at Emperor Zun and Emperor Xuan.
The two emperors were silent, but there was an uncertain luster in their eyes.
I really don’t know why, but looking at Emperor Hades at this moment, I feel both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
"What a weird river." After looking at the Emperor of Hades, the emperors looked at the River of Illusion.
It is it that gives a genuine quasi-Desolate Emperor a mysterious color.
As they watched, this strange long river disappeared before their eyes.
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"Fellow Taoist, stand still."
"Fuck your grandma."
The River of Illusion has disappeared, but this sound still resounds in the darkness.
Ever since Ye Chen and Zhao Yun fell into the river and were separated forever, they were just like a drop of water in Taicang, flowing with the river, floating and sinking along the way.
There is no never-ending feast.
The situation between the two of them at this moment was a good interpretation of this scene. Even though they were reluctant to separate, they were still swept in two directions by the big waves.
"Certainly."
Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and tried to stand firm.
However, the huge waves submerged him again and again. Not to mention standing firm, he could no longer distinguish between east, west, north and south. If he didn't fight for his life, he would have been drowned long ago.
"Ancestor, were you in the same situation back then?"
Zhao Yun whispered, thinking of the ancestor of the eternal lineage.
Feng Universe has already existed
Rumor has it that Fairy Wuyou also gave a definite answer. One day eons ago, the Eternal Ancestor jumped into the River of Illusion and never came back.
He didn't know whether his old man was still alive in the world.
But this river is really weird. Not only does it have no concept of time and space, it also ignores the laws. Even if it achieves the eternal Tao, it has become a decoration, unable to withstand the waves of illusion, and it cannot ignite the Tao fire of its destiny.
Speaking of life, he is really miserable right now.
Once you enter this river, your life will collapse all the time and cannot be reversed.
It has only been a short time, but he has already lost thousands of years of life. If he is trapped here and cannot get out, even if he has eternal life, he will be consumed by life.
puff!
Ahem.!
The situation of the Lord of the Divine Dynasty is true, and the situation of the Holy Lord of Heaven is not much better.
Ups and downs, he flopped all the way and drank a lot of vain water.
His lifespan is like a torrent that bursts its embankment and withers like crazy. His originally blond hair seems to have an extra strand of silver, and this scene continues to play out.
"Fuck."
When you feel depressed, it is reasonable to howl.
So many winds and waves are coming, is this going to capsize in the gutter?
In fact, this is not a sewer. In comparison, the way he came here is just a small fight.
The river is still flowing.
In the endless darkness, it is a beautiful scenery.
I don't know how many years this stream has lasted, maybe ten years, a hundred years, or thousands of years.
No one counts time, because in illusion, the so-called time does not exist at all.
"I will be famous throughout my life!"
Ye Chen was still scolding, but he was scolding weakly.
His hair has turned completely white, and the hateful river of falsehood has exhausted his inner strength, and he no longer even has the strength to flutter.
He no longer had a clear mind and fell into a coma.
false waves,
But regardless of this or that, just swallow it up.
What was not swallowed up was the flames on his body. Yes, it was the flames. The moment he fell asleep, it suddenly ignited. The swaying flames were covered with eternal glory.
That is luck, or to be more precise, it is Zhao Yun's luck. It was injected into his body by Hades many years ago and blended perfectly. Until now, he has never found the right time to return it.
To Zhao Yun.
To pay back or not to pay back, cause and effect are constantly being cut and confused.
And the River of Illusion is not the master that keeps oil and salt from entering. It ignores laws but depends on luck.
If you have to draw a line, it would be to ignore Zhao Yun's luck.
That's the soul of humanity, and it always needs to be treated a little thinly.
..
Zhao Yun's hair has also turned completely white, and like Ye Chen, he has sunk into the River of Illusion.
He is decaying, and his foundation is disintegrating inch by inch. The so-called Tao and the so-called eternity are like passing clouds and no longer exist.
But he didn't disappear, his body actually ignited with flames.
This is not luck, but a blessing, a blessing from eternity that has disappeared for many years and is shining again.
Xuanyuan depends on luck and blessings, giving him a layer of warmth and peace despite his ups and downs.
"Boss."
Zhao Yun, who was falling asleep, seemed to hear such a call ringing in his ears. It was very familiar and kind.
He actually forgot that on that night of that year and month, he sent his eternal Tao body into the River of Illusion.
It was also from that day that he lost his eternal body.
"Are you still alive?" Zhao Yun, whose intelligence was chaotic, muttered to himself.
No one answered, only an eternal light turned into a scorching sun in the deepest part of his soul.
"temple."
Still murmuring, accompanied by two lines of blood-stained tears, streaked across his vicissitudes of life.
The memory that should have been revived in the outer world was completely awakened in this eternal moment.