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The third thousand and twenty-four chapters of the king

"Answer my question." Emperor Dameng's voice was ethereal and dreamy, but it contained a meaning that could not be criticized.

The Emperor of the Sun said: "A human monk who has faced extreme adversity has the heritage of his ancestors."

"That's it." Emperor Dameng stared at the ground for a long time before his voice faded: "Get rid of him."

Then he fell silent and stopped talking.

The Emperor of the Sun said: "This is a serious problem and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

These words were naturally addressed to Emperor Xiaoyao.

Emperor Xiaoyao stared at the ground with a sullen face: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get away for the time being. The inheritance of the ancestors is about to move, and I need to suppress it."

Several stone statues suddenly fell into a huge silence.

The other six stone statues are still in the state of ten people and cannot be easily broken out.

The only capable Emperor Xiaoyao needs to suppress the inheritance of human ancestors.

"However, I can contact some forces that are friendly with us. They may be keen on hunting Su Yu." Emperor Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"Who?" Emperor Wangyue asked.

Emperor Xiaoyao said: "Eight great...saint clans!"

Emperor Daxing nodded with satisfaction: "They are probably more willing to kill Su Yu than the Holy Mountain!"

The Holy Mountain fell into silence again.

On the ground, Su Yu was rotten up and down, and three kinds of brilliance emerged from his body at the same time.

One is the green light of the ancestral art of life.

One is the dim light of an oil lamp.

There is also a slightly weird stone gray dark light.

With the three lights in one body, Su Yu's body quickly returned to normal.

He calmly stared at the Qing Emperor in front of him, who was already controlled by Xiaoyao Emperor's consciousness and fell into madness. He silently stretched out his finger and made a light stroke in the air.

The word "rob" was spoken loudly and forcefully in his mouth.

In an instant, as the fingers passed by, a dazzling golden word "rob" suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, surrounded by Taoist rhyme, and the secret of heaven appeared.

The broken sword stained with the residual blood of the human ancestor in Qingdi's hand disappeared out of thin air and appeared in Su Yu's hand.

This scene made Huo Shi fall into thinking. Isn't this... the Human Emperor's pen?

The pen comes as it comes!

Now Su Yu has become that pen.

Could it be...he thought of a certain possibility and was so surprised that even he couldn't believe it.

The Qing Emperor who lost the broken sword became even more violent, roaring like a wild beast without any support, trying to crush Su Yu with his body.

Su Yu cast the last touch of respect in his eyes.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, senior, go on your way." The words fell softly.

Su Yu has disappeared.

The Qing Emperor who was galloping suddenly stopped, his body seemed to be frozen in place.

After a three-breath pause.

There was a slight clicking sound, but a small crack opened in Qingdi's head, and endless black air spurted out.

That is the negative emotions of the common people that have darkened the Qing Emperor.

As Qingdi's life passed, Zhuiduo's negative emotions lost their attachment and quickly dissipated.

After a moment, the last wisp of black mist dissipated from its Tianling Cap.

Qing Emperor's eyes regained clarity, but were dim and about to perish.

He turned his eyes and saw the fire lion not far away, showing relief: "You are still alive, I... feel relieved!"

The fire lion ran over, his eyes instantly burst into tears, turning into boundless sorrow: "Master!"

It can feel that Qing Emperor is dead.

All that's left is just a dying thread of remnant souls.

Qing Di raised his finger with difficulty, pointed on its head, and said: "Su Yu... is... your master."

"From now on... follow him... witness for me... that day..."

Wuwuwu——

The fire lion crawled in front of his legs, whimpering.

After the Tianzi, Qingdi's soul died and completely disappeared from the world.

The legend of a human race that once traversed the world and conquered the Holy Mountain with the Ancestors has perished.

There is no more Blue Emperor in the world.

Crash--

In the blue sky, it suddenly started pouring rain in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

The rain is cyan rain.

Hazy, melancholy, and wrapped in sorrow.

Where they landed, the creatures felt inexplicable grief, especially the human race.

It was as if they had lost something in their chests.

But what is gratifying to the human race is that wherever the human race comes, after the green rain falls, diseases will disappear and blessings will come.

There are human beings who are often ill and suddenly become full of energy and vitality.

An old man who was dying suddenly became energetic and could eat and drink.

A human monk who had blocked meridians and was unable to practice suddenly had an enlightenment and was able to start practicing.



There are countless kinds of these.

tripod.

Su Yu turned his back to the direction of Qing Emperor, and in his outstretched palm, a green rain gathered.

In his eyes, Qingyu is not rain.

This is the faith that Qing Emperor once learned from the human race. Now he has returned and turned into a blessing and returned it to the human race.

Take it from the human race and give it back to the human race.

Born in the human race, died in the human race.

This is the ancestor of the human race.

Su Yu never looked back or glanced at Qingdi again.

It's not that you don't want to.

It's unbearable.

"Ding people listen to the order and follow me to the central area of ​​Emperor Jinghua!"

He wants to compete for the throne of the human king!

If you are not a king, you cannot conquer the world.

The road to heaven is not one that no king can tread.

All the races in the heavens, one race and one king.

Nine-star civilization and ten domains, one domain and one clan king.

What Su Yu wants to do is to ascend to the throne of the Human King of the Jinghua Emperor Realm.

Whoever stops...whoever will be destroyed!

"We will follow you to the death!" The Ding crowd's eyes were firmer than ever.

Perhaps the Qing Emperor intended to bring good fortune, and the Ding area received more Qing Yu than the rest of the areas combined.

Many powerful human beings have made rapid progress in cultivation, and their overall strength has increased several times.

Compared with the weak tripod that needed people's protection in the past, after a rain, it was able to stand on its own among all the races in the world.

There are eight more powerful men in the later stages of the Great Sage, and within the territory of the Nine-Star Civilization, no force can pose a threat to them except for the intervention of Wan Sheng.

This time I followed Su Yu, but I no longer had to worry about danger.

Rumble——

The Tianshan Mountains where the tripod is located rises up from the ground with thunder, surrounded by white clouds, and the spiritual mountains rush towards the center of the Jinghua Emperor Realm.

The process of becoming the king of a clan is difficult, but the method is very simple.

Just defeat the current king of the clan head-on.

As for the Jinghua Emperor Realm, the contemporary king is the ancestor of the Space Saint Clan, Nie Huatian!

One, the unparalleled powerhouse in the realm of All Saints!

No one dared to challenge it at all.

As a human king, he must be a mortal holy body. Not to mention, he is also the ancestor of the space saint clan and masters the ancestral art of space.

In terms of strength, even if he is not stronger than King Ren of the Song Dynasty, he is not much weaker.

As for the power of the King of Song Dynasty, Su Yu had already learned that any magical power, magic weapon, or magic weapon would be superfluous in front of him.

Challenging Nie Huatian is not a wise move.

However, Su Yu had no hesitation.

The realm in the realm of Emperor Jinghua.

Space Saint Clan's Mansion.

The contemporary head of the family, Nie Zhuyang, is receiving guests in the hall.

The visitor is Zhuang Yunie, one of the three vice-leaders of the Nine-Star Civilization Saint Alliance.

"Master Nie, I am asking your ancestor to come out of the mountain on the order of the alliance leader, and I hope you can spread the word." The deputy leader of the Saint Alliance said sincerely.

As a behemoth spanning ten domains, the Holy Alliance is extremely powerful and powerful. (To be continued)

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