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There are many powerful palaces, but there is only one master of the inner gate, that is, Emperor Guangming.

No one knows why, there seems to be a powerful force driving all this, and it is also that force that holds the emperor of light on the position of the master of the gate.

He also lived up to the expectations. For many years, he opened up the territory for the holy palace and collected Tianbei

Now, he has fallen. If the news spread, it would be a big event to shock the whole Zhongzhou.

In the pit, there are only incomplete bodies, broken wings and ruins stained with golden blood.

The willow leaf suffocates, the brain suddenly becomes blank, the bright emperor was killed, the bright emperor died, but how could he be killed easily?

Even though she witnessed the ten day war, she did not dare to imagine the consequences of emperor Guangming falling behind.

Hidden in the dark, the little God King sighed and said, "master, the strong man of the Guangming clan is coming soon. We should go."

Long halberd cut through the sky, did not fall into a dream, Xiaoqi's body, his whole person is very precipitation, revealing an indescribable sadness.

The LORD raised his head subconsciously and breathed out a deep breath. For a moment, he seemed to be over ten years old. The wrinkles on his forehead were more obvious. The blood in his body was floating. He held the body of purple leaf and said dryly: "father, you suffered."

In the sky a long time ago, ziye was so amazing. The queen mother of Daming Lake and the sword master of Qingshan all gave high praise. If this son didn't die, he would surely be able to win the holy land.

Unfortunately, he fell in love with a girl, embarked on a road of no return, his future no longer has the light, only leaves the darkness, he painstakingly supports, finally one day, he was too tired to fight.

This is a sad story, which may not be recorded in history, but is deeply remembered by this generation.

The LORD looked at the willow leaves, and his smile revealed sadness and determination: "If heaven does not die me, the holy palace will perish forever."

Willow leaves back to him, the body inadvertently shocked, she did not look back, also dare not to stop this terrible man.

Wind blowing, everything is calm, the ruins of only the invisible dust.

On the far away earth, the son of the demon emperor came out of the void, and the yin-yang clock was suspended above his head, and the wisps of yin and Yang mist hung down on his head, isolating his face from the outside world, making people unable to see clearly.

He said, "the dead rest in peace."

Little God King and dream little Qi also catch up, looked at the back of the Lord, and looked at the purple leaves in front of him, for a time did not know what to say.

The Lord stopped and whispered: "the emperor of light has fallen, and no one can control the flaming flag. There is only cold water left on the mountain of Laoshen. If the emperor summons the powerful demon clan, he will surely give the holy palace a heavy blow."

The emperor said again: "I'm just the emperor, not the emperor. If my father is the emperor swallowing the sky, or the White Emperor, maybe we can gather some powerful demon clan." The implication is very clear. His father is only the great emperor of the Baize people, not the great emperor of the northern part of Luzhou.

Meng Xiaoqi was stunned: "even emperor's identity is not good?"

The emperor said, "my father did not preach in the northern part of Lulu island."

Meng Xiaoqi is silent.

The little God King said, "it seems that there is such a saying, in addition to the emperor swallowing the sky and the White Emperor, but there seems to be a race that can also do it?"

The ancient bird Phoenix.

The two thought of being together, immediately looked at each other, and then shook their heads. It seemed that the family had not been born for many years.

The emperor then said, "I need the help of my predecessors."

Even if the Lord in front of him is not a real black swordsman, he at least has that blood.

The LORD raised his head and said, "you have helped me once, so I should help you once, as long as it does not violate morality and harmony."

The emperor nodded imperceptibly: "there is a stele on the mountain of immortality. My father has been there. At that time, he has already preached, but he still can't shake every bit of the stele. So far, he told me that the only people who can use Tianbei in the world are black swordsmen."

Is that right?

The Lord's face is expressionless.

The emperor then said, "when my father left in his old age, he sealed me down and fell asleep in the years. The emperor's blood has passed away too much. Now my Qihai is already thousands of storehouses and hundreds of holes. If there is no strong force to suppress the emperor's blood, I may fall down. Therefore, I need Tianbei."

Meng Xiaoqi did not understand: "the way of heaven can not suppress it?"

The emperor sighed, "yes, but it won't be long."

The little god frowned, always felt that something was wrong, but he could not say it.

God subconsciously tightened purple leaf's body, he whispered: "give me a day's time."

The emperor said, "good."

The fall of ziye is a big blow to him. The only day he has can't relieve his mood. However, he will use this day to put ziye in place. When the war is over, he will take ziye back to his hometown.As for the little God King and Meng Xiaoqi, they did not follow, said a few words in a hurry and then left here.

Half an hour later, they went over a hundred mountains, all the way to the north, which was the direction of the young man.

The little God King seemed to think of something, and could not help saying: "I always feel that emperor is very strange. He is full of Qi and blood. He does not have what he said. He is fooling the Lord."

Meng Xiaoqi looked at him: "maybe, he just wants to get the stele of heaven, and the Lord is also aware of this, so he did not refuse."

Xiao Shen Wang frowned: "you forget, that guy is the real black swordsman."

Half a month ago, the master of Gushan found something and threatened to borrow the magic weapon. They did not refuse, because the master was dressed as a black swordsman. They were thinking that this man might have something to do with Li Yi.

Facts have proved that their conjecture is right. From that war, they have more or less heard some news about Li Yi.

This shows that these two people are indeed related to Li Yi.

But the emperor went to the Lord, and the LORD promised him to take the stele. After careful consideration, it seemed that there were many doubts, which always gave them a sense of conspiracy.

For a long time, Meng Xiaoqi shook her head and sighed: "go to the mountain of the gods of the gods first. If elder brother Li is also there, tell him."

The little God King nodded, and then unconsciously laughed: "more and more interesting, I hope that boy is also there, well, this time, I have to go to war!"

Meng Xiaoqi gave him a look and didn't speak, but the meaning was more obvious. This is not the land of China, nor is it Tianshan, and Li Yi is not Li Yi at that time.

The little God King's face was black: "do you despise me?"

Meng Xiaoqi shrugs and jumps away.

The little God King behind him was slightly angry: "good, good, many years no see, I would like to see how the boy got."