Eight hundred and eighty-six chapters pay tribute to themselves
Once, I was as humble as dust, looking up to the sky, devoted myself to cultivating immortality and attaining enlightenment, seeking fame and longevity.
He once flew to the nine heavens, looked down at the world, fought against the great emperor of the sky, and the sun could not compete with him for its glory.
A person's life may be short or long, but even if he is a great emperor, he will still be buried by the years. Fate plays a trick on people. Among all living beings under destiny, who is not an ant?
When Qin Changkong was on his deathbed, he looked back on his century-long life, put on a grimace mask, and looked at the sky. His deep eyes revealed a bit of sadness and a bit of relief.
Things in the world are unpredictable, prosperity comes to an end, and after a storm, the ground is covered with red. If he could go back to that time, he was still an insignificant young man in a small town in Zhongzhou, and if he were asked to choose again, he would still resolutely embark on the road to climb the Nine Heavens.
There are some things that a person who pursues diligently will never regret, and they are engraved in his blood. He is not a person who is willing to be ordinary.
It's just that when a hero comes to an end, it's inevitable to be sad. He doesn't care about his return journey, but he just can't let go of the care in his heart. If the song ends and everyone is separated, it will be fine, but he still has unfulfilled wishes and unfulfilled vows.
"Fang'er, I just can't let you go..."
In the uncertain world between life and death, he was about to turn his corpse into an immortal land. He killed all the great saints, beheaded the quasi-emperor, and forced the emperor to take away his dharma, but in the end, he still could not escape his destined fate.
Because, from the beginning, he had no choice.
"A lifetime in this mortal world is nothing more than a short-lived dream and a long-lasting love. When you wake up from the dream, this life should be over."
An inexplicable low moan sounded leisurely, and a figure appeared silently. He was dressed in white clothes and his face was covered with mist.
"Are you finally willing to come out to see me?" Qin Changkong smiled lightly, and his eyes that were originally ashen were somewhat bright.
"It seems you really want to know the truth?"
"If you would say that to a dying man."
"But the truth may be too cruel for you."
"What's more cruel than death?"
"The only thing more cruel than death is that you have never truly lived..."
As the voice fell in a low voice, the fog gradually dispersed, and the face of the figure in white was slowly revealed. A man with outstanding temperament, elegant and elegant, standing proudly in the world like the bright moon in the night sea.
"Who are you?"
Qin Changkong's pupils widened in shock, looking at this person who looked almost exactly the same as himself with disbelief.
"You are me, so what you should ask is who I am."
Qin Changfeng pointed at the center of his eyebrows, unlocking for him the memory that had been sealed deep in his soul.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the ancient mine of Taichu, there was a blood riot of the origin of darkness. A man chopped off part of the soul and the origin of darkness, and gave birth to a secondary body. After being sealed in dust for endless years, it was unsealed a hundred years ago, and a tomb guard
The old man took the baby down the mountain and came to the world of mortals...
"It turns out that everything... was just a doomed dream!"
Qin Changkong whispered, and then suddenly laughed, laughed, and laughed wildly: "An ant can still choose to die, but my death is arranged, even worse than an ant!"
Qin Changfeng was unmoved and said calmly: "Stop pretending, self-pity has never been our style. If you want to fight to the death, I will give you a chance."
Qin Changkong's laughter faltered, and then he fully realized that he was just the second person of the person in front of him, so how could his thoughts escape the other person's eyes?
Indeed, if the other party does not appear and his soul has been eroded by the power of darkness, it is almost irreversible that he can only wait quietly for the final moment to arrive. But now that he knows the truth and knows that the main body must have the ability to save him, then
How could he not try his best to get it?
"What kind of opportunity do you want to give me?" Qin Changkong laughed dryly.
Qin Changfeng opened his arms and said with a smile: "Come on, you and I are one, and now it's time to return. If you enter my imperial body, you can seize the soul. As long as you defeat me,
Not only can you continue to live and go back to see Fang'er, but you can also directly possess the supreme power that surpasses the supreme being in this world!"
"You are the most powerful in the world and I am dying, what are the chances?"
"Issei is also your only hope!"
"I have one last question, what will happen to Fang'er if you win?"
"She is my disciple, sister, and will become the most stunning empress in the world. After endless years, if I am above the Nine Heavens, she will stand by my side!"
"Well, as expected of the main body, after all is said and done, I really have no choice but to accept it..."
Qin Changkong stood up with a smile and stepped forward. As he moved forward, his figure gradually collapsed. In an instant, it turned into a piece of sacred blood, which then evaporated into blood mist and surged towards Qin Changfeng.
Qin Changfeng let go of all defenses and let the blood mist penetrate into the body along the pores of his body, achieving a perfect fusion between the primary and secondary bodies!
The fusion of physical bodies is not difficult. Both Qin Changfeng's imperial body and Qin Changkong's blood body are very experienced and powerful in this aspect. The key lies in the soul.
When the two merge, one must devour the other. The winner will be the owner of the new body, while the loser will only exist as a memory...
Qin Changfeng did give him the opportunity to seize the body, but it was really just a theory. His strength was all in his blood, and his soul was never his strong point. How could he compete with Qin Changfeng's Dao Emperor-level soul?
The result was doomed from the beginning.
Just a moment later, Qin Changfeng opened his eyes. The moment his eyes opened and closed, two colorful and bloody gazes swept across the sky, as if they were going to split the universe!
Although the physical body has not yet been completely integrated, the battle of priority between the souls has ended, and it is only a matter of time.
In the void, a mask slowly floated down, with cracks, crying and laughing, sadness appearing in the brightness... Qin Changfeng took it in his hand and looked at it, and was silent for a long time.
Before the fusion began, Qin Changkong actually knew that he had almost no chance of winning. He chose to fulfill it just for the sake of the person he cared about. Of course, was there a feeling that he and Qin Changfeng were one, so he let go of the grudge?
, has become a mystery.
"You said that I am your second incarnation, and I am you, but you and I are still different after all. I don't care about death. I also want to thank you for letting me cry and laugh and live a complete life, but I always
I can’t worry about her..."
The lingering sound is still there, the person has passed away, and there is no trace of him anymore.
Apart from the bronze mask, the only relic he left in the world was a blood-stained battle suit.
Looking at the battle clothes at his feet, Qin Changfeng did not pick them up, but said lightly: "After looking at it for so long, it's time to come out, right?"
A handsome Confucian scholar in white came from the void, landed in front of Qin Changfeng and saluted respectfully: "Xin Nu pays homage to the Holy Ancestor!"
"Do you ever feel like you know a secret that you shouldn't know, and a disaster is imminent?" Qin Changfeng's face was expressionless, and there was a creepy atmosphere in his tone.
"Then what should we do?" Peacock Xinnu blinked, looking very surprised, "Does the Holy Ancestor want to kill the slave to silence him?"
"Within a radius of thousands of miles, not a single monk from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty will be left alive!" Qin Changfeng snorted coldly, then added another sentence, seriously: "I will pay homage to myself."
"Okay, let's go on a killing spree to avenge the Holy Ancestor!"
Peacock Xinnu promised solemnly, and then the nearby monks of the Yuhua Dynasty were wiped out. Qin Changfeng wanted to kill people and silence them, so they would no longer be able to live.
A five-color peacock spreads its wings and soars in the sky, scattering light rain from top to bottom, sweeping in all directions, carrying the mystery of cause and effect, and falling towards all targets that cannot escape cause and effect.
This is a catastrophe, the quasi-emperor has murderous intentions, and even the great sage cannot escape his misfortune.
At this moment, the sacred and flawless peacock, which originally symbolized peace and beauty, has become the most terrifying purifier.
When Peacock Xinnu completed the purification and fell from the sky, Qin Changfeng took off the ghost face mask from his face, handed it over and said: "Take it to see Fang'er and tell him that his brother is dead. He died in the Yuhua Dynasty.
Sacrifice.”
"What about you?"
"Life or death is unknown. Tell her that if she wants to resurrect her brother, she can go to the immortal tomb in the Taichu Ancient Mine and defeat the tomb guard so she can get clues!"
As Qin Changfeng spoke, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, and then a trace of black blood that touched the heart meridian flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Peacock Xinnu was shocked: "Are you injured? You are actually injured?!"
"It doesn't matter." Qin Changfeng waved his hand. It's just that with the fusion of the main and deputy bodies, the seal of the dark origin blood has been loosened. After he goes back and refines it, it will be fine.
"As the invincible, eternally bright and majestic ancestor of the Peacock tribe, how can you be injured? This is too unacceptable." Peacock Xinnu's face was filled with sadness, as if his faith had collapsed.
"roll!"
Qin Changfeng's blood boiled, and he really couldn't understand why the majestic Peacock God Clan couldn't produce a few normal geniuses? All of them were either cute or shady, and they were simply a concentration of problem peacocks.
But he didn't know that there is an old saying that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. As a holy ancestor, he was often out of shape. The younger generations followed the same example, so naturally most of them were not serious peacocks.
"I'm leaving, and I'll never see you again." Qin Changfeng flew into the sky, preparing to return in a deserted place. The flesh and blood fairy gold has been obtained, and all his goals in this world have been achieved. The original fairyland of heaven is about to open, and it can no longer continue.
When staying, please note that the opening time of the original wonderland is very short and fixed, and will not wait until it expires.
As for his female disciple, if she wants to become a ruthless emperor, separation in life and death is a necessary experience for her. Qin Changfeng can't make her life perfect, but then he is afraid that he will never see the peerless youth again.
The Empress in White, so there are some things that must be chosen.
"Holy Ancestor, where are you going?" Peacock Xinnu shouted looking at his back. In fact, she still had very deep feelings for this Holy Ancestor.
How thick is it? The thickness of a piece of divine feather. If you add another piece, it will be doubly affectionate.
"I want you to take care of it?!"
Qin Changfeng's cold snort came from the sky, but he couldn't help but feel a little wistful in his tone... If she couldn't prove the emperor, this girl Xinnu would probably not survive the next time he came. Things are different and people are different.
Feelings, no matter how much you experience them, you can never get used to them.
