They all drowned in the Milky way and passed out. It seems that they can't wake up in a short time.
Sitting on the back of the green bull, the little boy stared at them and sighed again.
Then he stretched out his little hand and touched the neck of the green bull.
There, it's a black and silver collar.
He took off the collar between the green ox's neck and waved to the little emperor.
The collar shrank in the wind. When it fell on the side of the little emperor, it had become the size of a bracelet and was set between his wrists.
After all this, the little boy didn't stay any longer. He folded his legs and swam into the Milky way.
Everything was quiet again.
I don't know how long later, Chang Ling, lying on her back on the bank, woke up first. Her beautiful eyes were full of panic.
When she saw that she was out of danger and ashore, she breathed a sigh.
"Well, Emperor son?"
At the moment, the little emperor lay beside her, and his handsome and flirtatious face was even more cold, lonely and weak because of blood stains.
Chang Ling subconsciously swallowed her throat, then stretched out her slender palm, ready to put him in a comfortable position.
But when her palm was about to touch the little emperor, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Four eyes were opposite. Chang Ling's face turned red and quickly took back her palm, "no, it's not what you think..."
Coldly glanced at her obliquely. The little emperor stood up and said in a deep voice, "recognize your position. You are just a candidate heavenly official. Don't do anything special."
Chang Ling was stunned, and her eyes were filled with water.
No matter what she did, the little emperor got up and went straight to the depths of the barren mountain.
The barren mountain is silent and stands like a demon God.
Somehow, the little emperor suddenly had a strong and familiar intuition, which could not be said, but made his heart beat faster.
In the dark, he realized that it was getting closer and closer.
There are many barren mountains and clouds.
He had never been so anxious at the moment. Even if the immortal body was still on the verge of breaking, he made every effort to move forward.
Barren mountains were left behind, but more barren mountains blocked in front of us and covered everything.
"Unparalleled, unparalleled sword -"
He simply shouted, and his voice echoed in the barren mountains.
It was as if he had slept for hundreds of millions of years. The gods and souls fell into the sky forever. On the top of the most central sacred mountain, a body imprisoned by tens of thousands of Qi chains slowly opened its eyes.
His eyes are chaotic and dark red, like sleeping for endless years, full of desolation and ancient silence.
He heard familiar voices and familiar names.
"The sword is unparalleled - why does this name make me feel familiar?"
The body bound by chains was confused and confused. He felt that the thoughts in his mind were fragmented, his memories were fragmented, and everything was only vaguely remembered.
But the next moment, the wind and cloud receded.
With the appearance of a thin body bathed in blood, his broken mind and memory began to vibrate violently.
"None, unparalleled!!"
His figure trembled, almost shaky, but firmly stood in the void, and his real eyes were incredible.
Chang Ling, who arrived later, also gave a secret cry when she saw this scene, and her eyes were incredible.
This scene is really shocking and depressing.
At the top of the towering mountain, nearly 10000 black and gold chains containing supreme Qi hang from the void and bind a body firmly.
Mixed with luck, he was imprisoned in many barren mountains.
The four eyes are opposite, and the little emperor's eyes tremble slightly.
Then he stopped and jumped straight forward.
However, at the same time, nearly 10000 chains bloomed at this moment, isolating all external forces.
Standing outside the barrier, the little emperor smashed his fist at the barrier and tried to break it.
The unparalleled sword trapped by the chain of Qi also looked at him again and asked, "who are you?"
His body was shocked, and there was only incredible in his eyes, "you don't remember me?!"
A painful daze flashed in jianwushuang's eyes, and the memory in his mind had become fragmented in that war.
Therefore, although he still retains his memory, it has become fragmented and can not be connected together at all.
Facing the little emperor, he had only an impression, but he couldn't recognize it at all.
"You are my old friend?"
The little emperor's eyes trembled slightly, and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, "why don't you remember me?"
Chang Ling also came to the border. Looking at the unparalleled sword imprisoned by countless chains, she thought of the unparalleled sword that maneuvered and defeated the green mountain in the emperor Taoist field.
In contrast, the situation is miserable.
There was only shock and sadness in her eyes.
The sword matchless stopped talking, and the real eyes of chaos and dark red closed slowly.
The chain of Qi that bound him was composed of emperor Qi Avenue, which could not be broken at all.
Outside the border, the little emperor, who was less than ten steps away from him, was gradually firm in his eyes.
"I'll take you away." He only said this, and then he tried his best to smash at the border.
Chang Pei's soft sword has been lost. He simply turned his palm into a fist and smashed it one by one.
But with the power of Yanxian, how can we break the emperor's luck?
God's blood splashed, and his palm was broken in this bombardment again and again.
And Chang Ling couldn't bear to watch any more. She wanted to bombard the barrier together.
"Go away!" The little emperor was angry and looked at her with cold eyes.
She clenched her silver teeth and finally stepped back.
After drinking Chang Ling, he continued to bombard the border, as if he were painless and tireless.
But his strength, before the emperor's luck, was so insignificant that he didn't even leave a trace.
"Give up, you can't break it." The sword is unparalleled. It opens slowly, and there are no waves and waves in its eyes.
"Boom!"
When the last punch fell, the fist bone was directly broken, and the immortal bone stubble was broken, and the skin was ferocious and exposed.
God's blood dripping down the void.
Xiaodijun's whole right fist was smashed, but his face was expressionless.
God's blood gurgled down his palm, and then quietly gathered between his wrists.
In an instant, the black and silver bracelet bloomed warm and colorful, and its dusty lines were infiltrated by divine blood, which lit up.
The lines are not only like the barren mountains with overlapping clouds, but also like the sea with sudden waves. They are magnificent and can not be looked at directly.
Under the infiltration of the little emperor's divine blood, the lines were completely unsealed, and the whole black and silver bracelet turned dark red.
Then it broke off its wrist and flew into the void.
Countless strands of Chinese awn, like the most pure and extreme tassels, scattered on the top of the whole sacred mountain.
It seems that the ancient bell rings from the four fields, and the huge sound is deep, making the mind clear.