The first thousand two hundred and sixty-six chapters of the emperor road sadly
What year has it been, now or in the past? I don’t know the cold or the heat in the starry sky... On the way forward, there is only conquest. The situation in ancient places in ""%.com is different. A gust of wind blows and the withered yellow leaves fall, making people feel the bleakness of autumn. This is
A sad scene.
As we set foot on the ancient road in the starry sky and fought all the way, how many heroes were like dead leaves, fell into a pool of blood, and were buried in a foreign land.
In this ancient city full of autumn, the trialists are recuperating in silence for the next battle and to survive.
Ye Fan walked resolutely, practiced the "Zhe" formula, and was surrounded by golden blood. He quickly returned to his peak state, and the introverted light in his pupils turned into an abyss, deep and radiant. This is a contradictory scene.
In the evening, the setting sun is like residual blood, and the outline of the horizon seems to be filled with thousands of corpses, making people feel inexplicably desolate.
Some monks were walking in the slightly cold autumn wind. The trees on both sides of the street were already withered and yellow, and their leaves were flying. There was a sense of twilight and desolation.
Ye Fan went out with piercing eyes and an iron will. Every step he took was firm and powerful. His confidence was unshakable and he walked on the mottled ancient road.
He knew very well that after the baptism of the bloody battlefield, some monks were very tired. Although they survived in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they lost their heart to win.
Sure enough, when he entered the most magnificent wine palace in the city, he heard some lonely words as soon as he climbed up the stairs.
"I have decided to quit and return to my hometown without looking back. I will never have the illusion of becoming enlightened again."
The person who said this was an ascetic monk. In just a few months, his heroic appearance had turned into an extremely vicissitude. His eyes were no longer sharp, but a little dull, and his manes were stained with a few wisps of white frost.
"Really...did you voluntarily quit?" someone asked next to him, with the same bitterness, and obviously feeling sad.
"Leave, there's no point in staying. Everyone from the same place as me has died, and I'm the only one left. Without any hope, even my brother is dead..."
Many people were silent, a sense of sourness welling up in their hearts. This was the unwillingness and desolation in their hearts. They were once heroes in a region, but after embarking on this road, they no longer had the aura of the past.
Once upon a time, each of them stood at the top of their own domain and achieved success at a young age. However, the arrogant people tasted the consequences here and became stepping stones in the eyes of another group of strong people.
A decadent young man, when he was drunk, suddenly burst into tears. He lost control of his emotions and could not control himself. With tears of unwillingness on his face, he said: "The pride I once had, the unrivaled glory in the world, is nothing here."
, being trampled mercilessly by others. The struggle for imperial supremacy is only a battlefield for a few people. It is too cruel for us. We are just miserable passers-by and dead people."
As soon as this man spoke, many people were silent. Recalling the past years, Zhengdie was once arrogant, roaring to the heaven and earth, and swallowing thousands of miles with anger. However, many people tasted the bitterness after embarking on this road.
"The person I liked died in front of me. She was so sad, but I was unable to save her. I could only pick her up from the pool of blood tremblingly, and helplessly watched her eyes dim, her body cold, and she lost everything.
The last glimmer of glory." Another person whispered, full of pain, and said: "There is only hurt and pain here, I don't want to remember it anymore, I will leave tonight."
A dozen people suddenly stood up in the wine palace, staggering downstairs to find the leader of the city, intending to embark on a return trip and never look back.
On this night, one after another, with unwillingness and pain, and a kind of desolation, chose different coordinates in the starry sky, and each went on the road alone. Their backs were very desolate.
When the autumn wind blows, a woman sings softly.
"We are the sorrows in other people's stories, like the fallen leaves, drifting in the wind and unable to find the direction. There are our footprints on the Great Emperor's Road, but they are not in heaven. Only the sad touch of red tells the sorrow of blood.
Liang. The horse stepped on the starry sky, with a majestic body and a stunning battle. Shooting down the divine moon, breaking the eternal myth, building a glorious imperial road and becoming a swan song. That is the glory of others. Hesitating, confused, where are we, struggling, searching
, the pile of bones on the Imperial Road illustrates our desolation.”
The song is like crying, faint and swallowing, and is accompanied by the autumn wind and fallen leaves, scattered in the ancient city.
On this night, as the miserable shadows disappeared one after another, there were only less than a hundred people left in this group of trialists.
A pile of bones on the imperial road, this is the destination of most people, it is a cruel reality, and being confused and unwilling will have no effect.
Just after reaching the second level, there is no hope anymore, because some monks clearly realize that there are dozens of people in this group who are better than themselves, so there is no talk of fighting for imperial supremacy in the future.
Among the remaining ninety-odd people, some believe in their own potential and think that they are just not good enough and can grow slowly and eventually become myths.
There are also people who do it just for training and not for enlightenment. They will turn into saint kings and return to their hometown in the future.
People have different ambitions and ambitions.
Some are lost, some show their talents, have different personalities, and have different destinies. On this night, some of the remaining monks played their swords and sang loudly, their clanking swords resounded in the heaven and earth, and their fighting spirit was high.
Ye Fan is very calm. He is used to seeing life and death. From the time he set foot on the path of a cultivator and fought bloody battles to this day, what is he still confused about? There is only a heart as strong as iron.
As for the dragon horse, although it was injured, it was not in a bad mood, because in the recent battle, it almost killed several holy beasts in its non-holy state.
After Ye Fan came back, this guy was hypnotizing himself, telling himself that he was the strongest in the world and that he would fight to the point of madness in the future.
"Why do you wash your feet with the source of Tao?" Ye Fan was surprised and a little stunned when he saw this scene.
Longma said stabbingly: "Nonsense, you have already done this. Even if this source of Tao has not been used by you, if I fuse it, wouldn't it seem inferior to you? How will I become Tao in the future and how will I ride you back?"
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Ye Fan wanted to beat him up on the spot, and he didn't know why this guy always had such a good mentality.
In the early morning, rays of sunlight shine down, golden and moist, reflecting a brilliant sky full of vitality.
On this glorious morning, everyone felt a powerful force and became extremely confident.
After the darkness has passed, the remaining strong men are always strong, and it was at this time that Ye Fan learned the news that he would soon enter an ancient dojo, where there is infinite power.
The natural way, the source of the way, the way of infinite power... Nowadays, people can't help but think about it. This is indeed a sophisticated way.
"Being in this city, with the sun shining, I can already feel the vigorous power. What will that ancient dojo be like?"
As the sun rose in the east, many people noticed a commotion on the street with doubts, and then the crowd became noisy.
"what happened?"
Everyone was surprised and went to the street to ask passers-by. They found that most of them were young people, rushing in a certain direction.
"What happened to cause such a stir?"
"Don't you know, someone sacrificed the Shenguang Ancient Platform and came back from the frontier ancient road. They can probably hear some secrets on the battlefield."
"Those who set foot on the Star Road cannot reverse their journey and return to the Holy City behind them, unless they give up the trial road and return directly to their homeland."
"Didn't I say that her use of the Ancient Divine Light Platform is not included in this list, and it does not violate the city's rules."
Many people are talking about heading to the square in the city.
Ye Fan was moved in his heart and asked the aborigines for advice, what was going on and what was the Shenguang Ancient Platform?
"This is a divine object comparable to a five-color altar. It can be carried with you and can travel back and forth between certain star fields without restrictions."
"How can I get it?" Ye Fan was excited and felt that this kind of thing was of great practical value.
"Of course, you need to have outstanding performance on the ancient road and make great achievements, such as discovering the tomb of the ancient emperor and making achievements that are beneficial to the human race."
Ye Fan was stunned, knowing that this person who was on the return journey must have a great background, and he was definitely a terrifying and powerful man who was beyond the ordinary.
His suspicion was soon confirmed. A woman named Qing Shi returned, known as the banished fairy. She was extremely powerful and terrifying. In the past, she was the undisputed number one among her batch of trialists.
Those who are strong on the road ahead will not be weaker than others along the way.
A few years ago, she was fighting in the sky, and actually penetrated a trial field and entered a mysterious chaotic fairy land. As a result, she achieved unparalleled achievements and was given an ancient platform of divine light.
Every Chaos Fairyland has fantastic value, and there are countless treasures in it. It is said that she has obtained the most valuable treasure in it.
No one thought that she would embark on the return journey today, returning to the Holy City where the human race was in its initial stage. This was definitely a woman who could oppress and suffocate countless heroes.
"It is indeed Fairy Qingshi. She came to our city and passed by here more than twenty years ago."
"Yes, I was lucky enough to see the banished fairy back then. It was really her, even more ethereal and hazy, and now it is unfathomable!"
Many aborigines were discussing, especially some young monks, who were extremely excited and deeply impressed by this woman. Years have passed and it is still unforgettable.
Many people are surging towards that direction, wanting to see the legendary banished fairy.
"Unexpectedly, after more than 20 years, the Ling'er girl next to the banished fairy has become a saint. It is really out of reach."
"It makes sense if you think about it carefully. Miss Ling'er back then was just a hair away from becoming a saint. After more than twenty years of accumulation, she has naturally passed that level."
Many people believe that the return of the banished fairy will bring unimaginable pressure to the current batch of trialists. That batch of people back then was very special, an extremely terrifying and powerful combination, but Qingshi can be respected as the first one
, naturally has the power to dominate the creation of heaven and earth.
Even the reception envoys of the Second Holy City were alerted and went to greet him in person and brought the banished fairy into the secret place where he was retreating. Obviously, they valued him very much.
Everyone was surprised and even more awed by the banished fairy. According to legend, this woman was extremely beautiful and a peerless beauty. She also had such cultivation that shocked the ancient road in the starry sky. It was impossible not to let people pay attention to her.
"Her return like this is too great a threat to the following batch of trialists. It will probably make some people unstable. How many people can face the brightness of the bright moon calmly?"
"There are rules on the ancient road. Even if she comes back, she cannot take action, let alone enter the trial field."
"Even so, just feeling her divine power and supreme immortal bones will make many people lose confidence."
Some old people in the city whispered and discussed in low voices, feeling that the return of the banished fairy was a bit inappropriate and would affect the aspirations of the next batch of trialists to achieve enlightenment. (To be continued)