After doing all this, the Emperor of Nothingness suddenly felt that the black sword looked familiar, but he did not pick it up.
As the dignified Emperor of Heaven, His Majesty has seen countless artifacts, so there is no need for him to plunder the weapons of a junior boy in front of tens of thousands of people.
More importantly, he needs to seize the time and find a way to intervene in reincarnation, hoping that Mr. Mo's soul can be reincarnated smoothly and live another life.
Therefore, he just glanced at Lord Shangqing Tianye one more time before breaking into the void and leaving.
Zhong Zihao's body fell rapidly, and he could no longer feel the pain in his body before his consciousness disappeared.
Unexpectedly, this trip to the Soul-Destroying Heavenly Palace would turn out to be an eternal farewell. How great would it be if I could meet Wan'er before I died?
Ning'er once lost a soul in order to save Wan'er. Today, he saved her life, which can be regarded as repaying her love. However, there is no chance to help her recover her memory.
Also, how are Zihan and the others doing now? Are they doing well in the Jiutian World?
The Yinsha clan in the Cursed Land remembered that they had promised Mengye that they would find a way to rescue them, but it seemed that they had no choice but to break their promise.
Fortunately, their death was not in vain. At least Qin Zhining, Hua Xuwu and Brother Luo were safe for the time being.
In his last moment of consciousness, he seemed to sense Zi Ling and others rushing toward him, and he kept roaring.
Well, this girl is so old and she can only cry.
…
Lightning and thunder were still thundering over the Soul-Destroying Heavenly Tower, and torrential rain was pouring down. There was no sign of stopping even after the Void Heavenly Emperor left.
After Luo Wuhen and others saw the movements of the Ice Spirit and Fire Spirit, they all used their physical skills to rush towards the bottom of the cliff.
Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of warriors moved in unison, preparing to fly over.
Their purpose is very simple. After seeing the power of the Black Flame Demonic Sword, no one wants to take it as their own. With such a treasure, they can at least improve their strength by several levels.
Not to mention that among the people who survived at this moment, there were more or less injuries on their bodies, which were all caused by the duel between Zhong Zihao and Mr. Mo.
Now that all of you are dead, just take your magic weapon as a small compensation to us.
People had the same mind and the same reason, and everyone who reacted actually flew down the cliff with the same movement.
"stop!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and Young Master Tianye of the Shangqing Dynasty flew through the sky for the first time. The terrifying momentum stirred up the world, and he shouted: "Whoever dares to snatch the magic weapon will die!"
How could Mr. Ye not know what everyone was thinking?
However, after several battles today, he was moved by the feelings of Zhong Zihao and others. Although these people had no identity background, each one of them was a good man with strong bones.
If you have such a group of brothers and friends by your side, that will be a happy life. What else can you ask for?
Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Mr. Ye's voice turned cold: "Even if there are many of you and I can't kill all of you today, I will mobilize the power of the Qing Palace to hunt down and kill the looters all over the world!"
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty would come forward for such a trivial matter?
However, for them, how could they dare to disobey the emperor? If they didn't see that the terrifying demon king just now angered the emperor, they would only end up dead?
"Get out of here!"
Young Master Ye's aura reached its peak, and as the roar spread, everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, and retreated hastily.
"Sir?"
After tens of thousands of warriors had left, a subordinate came forward, bowed and asked.
"Alas!" Mr. Ye sighed, "Let's go back."
Having said that, he rose into the air first, his back was bleak.
…
Under the tens of thousands of cliffs of the Soul-Destroying Heavenly Palace.
When Luo Wuhen and others landed and found Zhong Zihao, they saw that the body had fallen to pieces. Everyone was rummaging around in the rain with blood and tears. It took them two hours to put the body together.
The strange thing is that Zi Ling and others made a special trip to look for the Black Flame Demon Sword, but found no trace of it.
The Fire Spirit's true body, Li Fire Essence, is still in the Netherworld, but at this moment, he has not thought about taking it out, intending to stay here to accompany his master.
In his opinion, his destiny began to change after meeting Zhong Zihao. Otherwise, he would have had to go through many years before he would have the opportunity to transform into a human form.
Everyone carefully moved Zhong Zihao's body, found a flat land with slightly higher terrain, dug a large pit about ten feet deep, and wept beside him for a long time before burying him.
It is also strange that the heavy rain today not only did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.
A few people finally found slightly dry soil and built a tall new tomb. They carved out a huge stone from the mountain wall, cut it into a monument, and finally erected it in front of the tomb.
After a short while, a pure space power surged, Zhangtian Ruler continued to wave, and as sparks filled the air, several big characters appeared.
"The Tomb of Demon King Zhong Zihao!"
Continue paddling for a while, leaving a few small words to sign: Brothers of life and death!
After finishing all this, except Zi Ling who kept crying bitterly, the other five people knelt in front of the grave and no one spoke.
Three days have passed, and the heavy rain has not stopped. The new grave made of soil has been washed away several times by the rain, and people have filled it several times.
Suddenly, Qin Zhining stood up and floated up after leaving only one sentence.
"Before I live, I will definitely fight into the Heavenly Palace of Nothingness to avenge you!"
After finishing speaking, leave!
One day later, Zi Ling suddenly stopped crying: "Fire Spirit and Ice Spirit, follow me!"
"Sister, where are we going?"
The two of them stood up and looked at Zi Ling in confusion.
"I'm going to Da Luotian to find Sister Feng Qi. We need to become stronger!" Zi Ling seemed to have grown up a lot at this moment.
"Fire Spirit is willing to follow eldest sister and avenge her master!"
"Bingling is willing to follow my eldest sister and avenge her master!"
It was not until seven days passed that the heavy rain gradually stopped.
Hua Xuwu kowtowed three times in front of the grave, stood up and said, "Brother Luo, I want to break into the emperor's mausoleum again!"
"You're crazy!" Luo Wuhen shouted.
"Yes, I'm crazy!"
The pain in Hua Xuan's eyes was undisguised: "If we can't get that thing, how can we become stronger quickly and overthrow the Heavenly Palace of Nothingness? You tell me!"
This time, he almost shouted hysterically.
"I think Junior Brother risked his life to save us, but he doesn't want us to avenge him for being in danger." Luo Wuhen said with a bitter smile.
Just when Hua Xuwu was about to curse, Luo Wuhen said again: "But this time I want to go crazy with you!"
"Okay! Hahahaha!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, then bowed deeply to the tombstone, stood up, and turned into two streams of light that shot straight into the sky.
At this point, it finally becomes quiet here!
The sky gradually cleared up, but the bloody setting sun on the horizon still could not be reflected deep at the bottom of the cliff; the breeze suddenly picked up, and a few leaves swayed helplessly, as if someone was crying sadly, or like a faint sadness that could not be blown away.
The blue sky drooped, and the high and sad long cry of the goshawk resounded through the sky heartbreakingly!