A series of shocking thunders resounded in all directions, causing turmoil in the world.
The oppressive and gradually suffocating terrifying momentum quickly approached.
The holy mountain brought by Ren Si Dao Jiu has finally arrived.
From the perspective of power, it is far stronger than the small holy mountain seen by the eight-star civilization.
Is it the real holy mountain?
Probably not.
That holy mountain is suspended in a place that is neither heaven nor earth, overlooking the Taichu Realm. It has the function of suppressing the origin of a realm. It will not be easily moved until the Great Destruction.
When the ancestors of the people attacked the Holy Mountain, the emperors did not move the Holy Mountain at all.
What came here should be a part of the holy mountain.
Su Yu transformed into a stream of light and rushed out of the sky, heading towards him.
If the war breaks out within the heaven and earth, I dare not say it anywhere else, and the area within the cauldron will surely be reduced to ashes.
Outside the heavens, waves of nothingness ripple across hundreds of millions of miles.
The terrifying aura that shook all the people in the world was pressing down like a giant mountain.
Su Yu closed his eyes to feel, and then suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"This breath..."
Whoosh——
A stream of light rushed out from the sky and earth, standing beside Su Yu, it was the Fire Lion.
His eyes were filled with excitement and disbelief.
"You feel it too." Su Yu said complicatedly.
The fire lion nodded, its limbs and hooves scratched again and again, finding it difficult to settle down.
It had a low voice and said, "Can you confirm it first?"
Su Yu closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "After all, he is the senior who has given me guidance, so I will give him due respect... If it is as we expected."
The Fire Lion lay down and said, "Thank you."
There is only one common intersection between him and the Fire Lion - Qing Emperor.
The Qing Emperor faked his death for an era and deceived Emperor Xiaoyao, just to wait for the successor of the human race to come.
He successfully waited for Su Yu.
But he underestimated Emperor Xiaoyao's plan, and finally lost his mind, and was refined into a puppet loyal to the Holy Mountain for Emperor Xiaoyao.
Su Yu and Huo Shi naturally didn't know what happened after that.
I suddenly smelled Qingdi's aura today, and there are only two outcomes.
One is that there are the remains of the Qing Emperor on the holy mountain.
One is that Qingdi has been controlled by the Holy Mountain.
Therefore, the Fire Lion intercedes, confirming first, and then making a decision.
Although, everyone knows it, and there is no objection whether it is confirmed or not.
Boom boom boom——
At the end of the world, the dull thunder sounds are getting denser and denser. Through the endless nothingness, it can be seen that at the end, the sky is full of thunder and lightning, which makes the nothingness look pale.
Amidst the roar of thousands of thunders, a majestic golden mountain pushed forward vast waves.
On the top of the mountain, stands a peerless figure with a sword in both hands.
Under the trance of thunder and lightning, his figure is extraordinary and his fighting spirit is astonishing.
The terrifying pressure set off all kinds of waves, stirring the nothingness until it boiled endlessly.
Just a single figure can be overwhelming and turbulent.
That is the Qing Emperor!
That is Renzu's former direct disciple.
Rumble, rumble——
Before the holy mountain approached ten thousand feet, Su Yu could no longer hear any sound in his ears, and all sounds were buried by the rolling thunder from the sky.
The fighting body that had once met him once, but respected him deeply, could be seen before his eyes.
The ink-colored ancient armor still retains the defects of the past, telling the story of the hardships and dangers of the battle against the Holy Mountain.
The dark vicissitudes of the sword, stained with the blood of past enemies, tells the story of the tragic and heroic last-ditch battle.
The dry and rough cheeks freeze the sadness of that day, retaining the unyielding swan song of the human race in the past!
Slowly opened his eyes.
Although the eyes of the soul see more clearly than the eyes.
However, this backbone of the human race must be looked at with human eyes.
Even if he was only once.
The Fire Lion's eyes were filled with desolation, and he was mourning silently. He had understood everything from the Qing Emperor's petrified eyes.
A heart, broken.
It turned into desolation everywhere and anger in the sky.
Holy Mountain is too much!
Refining the backbone of the human race in the past, and dealing with the descendants of the human race that he once used the backbone to support.
Killing someone is just a nod.
Why blaspheme?
boom--
The holy mountain stopped, and Su Yu and Qing Emperor silently faced off in the void that was thousands of feet apart.
"You, I seem to have known each other before." The Qing Emperor spoke slowly, and his wild and wild voice filled the sky with divine thunder, conveying the message to the Eight Desolations.
After he was ordered to come to kill the murderous ancestor, he noticed on the way that the aura of the human heir Daojiu had disappeared.
However, not only did he not receive the order to return, but some emotion surged in his head, prompting him to continue moving forward.
Until he arrived in front of Su Yu, he stared at him and suddenly felt that he seemed to have known him before.
At the same time, it seemed that the seal of a certain belief deep in his mind had been unlocked and expanded rapidly, occupying his entire sea of consciousness.
"Let's call you Senior Qingdi first." Su Yu's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Qing Emperor?" Qing Emperor's eyes showed confusion and a trace of thought: "The name seems familiar, but I am not Qing Emperor, I am Ah Qi."
He had forgotten everything about himself and only had the thought of obeying Emperor Xiaoyao in his memory.
Creak——
Su Yu's five fingers suddenly clenched tightly, and the air crackled loudly.
Fire Lion glanced sideways at Su Yu, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.
Ah Qi should be the name of a slave.
Emperor Xiaoyao tampered with Qing Emperor's memory and named Renzu's disciples slaves. It is not difficult to understand the meaning of humiliation.
"My little master, Emperor Xiaoyao is really narrow-minded." Huo Shi hated it.
Su Yu said: "It's true that he is narrow-minded, but it has nothing to do with the name."
Exhaling a breath, Su Yu said slowly: "He did it on purpose. The purpose was to force me to take action."
As a human being, how could Su Yu see his ancestors living as slaves?
I will do my best to let my ancestors sleep forever and be entrusted with the body of a slave.
This name was not used for fun, but was given to Su Yu alone.
It has to be said that this conspiracy was successful.
"You were once the Qing Emperor, a disciple of the Human Ancestor, and a senior who bestowed me with kindness." Su Yu still had respect in his eyes: "If you still have residual traces of the Qing Emperor's consciousness, please respond to me."
"If not... do whatever you want."
Qingdi fell into silence, his eyes fluctuating, as if he was trying hard to think about the huge missing memory.
However, Emperor Xiaoyao personally took action, how could there be any omissions?
All he thought about were the marks of Emperor Xiaoyao.
At the same time, the belief in liberation expands to the limit and occupies the entire sea of consciousness.
His eyes were a strange dark red, and his facial features gradually became ferocious: "I remembered!"
Staring at Su Yu, substantial murderous intention lingered around him, and he said fiercely: "You are my enemy, I will kill you, kill you!"
Emperor Xiaoyao left a seal in his mind. Before it was unlocked, he was a puppet with amazing strength.
If you encounter Su Yu, the seal will be automatically unlocked, and your obsession to kill Su Yu will be released.
The obsession is to destroy Su Yu without stopping!
Even if you die, your obsession will be indelible.
The wind blew and stirred Su Yu's long hair, but it couldn't move those calm eyes.
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Whatever you wish."
The Qing Emperor stepped on it, and the holy mountain rumbled.
Human beings turned into flowing light, distorting the space of heaven and earth, and struck with swords.
The sword has no shadow, the wind has no trace, and it is as fast as lightning! (To be continued)