Chapter 2097

All living beings are looking at the silver armour of the great emperor from a distance. Even if they are buried, they are proud to be in all directions.

Some saints, including the Tongyu fairy.

Emperor Yaotian had a wonderful life style and was born with a strange vision. He was born with a lotus flower of Hunyuan Taoism, which was introduced by Hunyuan emperor Yue to practice Taoism in Hunyuan emperor Yue.

Fairyland at the age of five!

Seven years old!

At the age of seventeen, a turn!

Sixty three years old, get into Hunyuan.

At the age of 768, he became a sage by inheriting the way of heaven. He called himself a sage in remote heaven. He swept ten directions of the central region with one stick.

Thirteen thousand seven hundred fifty-two years old, Emperor Yue Hunyuan Liankai, a person into the emperor, Hunyuan vein for the third emperor, proud of the eight.

His life is 970000 years. Up to now, the great emperor Yaotian has been on the top of this immortal land, watching the changes of the fairyland.

He was also the third emperor in Hunyuan Dynasty and became the first emperor. He was surpassed by the latter and became the second emperor.

Today, he is buried in the imperial mausoleum alone. He is buried in the imperial mausoleum in the forbidden area of Beiyu.

A staff across the sky, the emperor soldiers from the burial mausoleum, cut off the heaven nine Saint pass, into 90000 Zhang Tianzhu, towering.

I read a wisp, sit and watch the fairy land.

All living beings look at the figure and sit quietly.

Who still remembers that silver armor once threatened all directions.

Who has ever seen that this emperor's army once swept ten directions of the fairyland.

Who can see with his own eyes that the hunched body, buried alone in the emperor's mausoleum, only the ancient emperor before the war.

Who knows that there is an old man who goes against his instinct, goes against his nature, pursues harm and avoids profit, and is willing to give his life to the future generations, to all living beings in the fairyland, so as not to plunder the slaughter.

On the 90 thousand Zhang Tianzhu, a ray of emperor's thoughts from the remote sky, quietly looking at the fairyland.

He seemed to see that when he was young, he was in all directions. He was on the mountain of emperor yuan, laughing wildly, drinking immortal wine and singing high.

The past is like a cloud passing by.

As if a roll of dust, with the picture.

"It's a pity that I can't see the day of the disaster!"

A long sigh, from this 90000 Zhang Tianzhu, sounded leisurely.

He looked at the fairyland, as if through the northern region, through the juexian mountains, and through the middle region, overlooking all living beings in the fairyland.

"Flowers bloom in prosperous times, and heroes emerge in troubled times!"

"The rest of your life will be left to you!"

The faint voice, like the voice of heaven, more like an old man's last sigh, fell into the ears of all living beings in the northern region.

"But please bear in mind, even if it was born before the ancient times, even if it is a catastrophe

"So what?"

"The fragmentation of the pre ancient era does not mean that this era will come to an end!"

"The arrogance of heaven in ancient times does not mean that the arrogance of heaven in our world should be weaker than others!"

The voice of the distant heaven becomes loud and clear. It is more like admonishment. It is left to all living beings in the fairyland.

"The father admonishes the son, the emperor admonishes the world!"

"When the sky is far away, the emperor's soldiers are still alive. With this decadent order, bury the ancient emperor, keep the soldiers and admonish the world!"

"At our feet, it's our hometown, heaven and earth. For our hometown, how can we let others trample on it?"

"In my world, how can I be weaker than the ancients? How can I be weaker than others?"

The sound of emperor longlong, if swept to the ears of all living beings in the northern region.

Buried in the edge of the mausoleum, a saint, not to mention the blood slightly boiling.

They looked at the figure on the 90000 foot pillar of heaven, at the silver armor's posture which was still proud of heaven and earth even if it fell.

In the middle region, the Hunyuan Dynasty was far away from the great emperor of heaven, leaving the emperor's troops at the tianjiusheng pass.

A staff of 90000 Zhang Tianzhu training world, my world, not weaker than the ancient times, my generation, not weaker than people!

How arrogant!

Buried in the depths of the mausoleum, a figure is broken, fighting with a terrible creature.

The emperor's voice passed through his ears, and Xuanyuan turned his head slightly. It was as if he saw the remote sky sitting on the 90000 Zhang Tianzhu through the vast forbidden area.

"Yaotian, the emperor's soldiers train the world. You Xiaoyao emperor's staff, don't call it Xunshi staff."

"Just a moment, on the way of reincarnation, I will be with you!"

A roar rang out. He looked at the huge creature in front of him, broke several chains of heaven and roared.

In his eyes, the vast power of the emperor appeared. The next moment, he went straight to kill the emperor.

Leaving the intention of killing is like splitting heaven and earth.

Kill!

……

Heaven nine Saint closed, Tongyu fairy looked up at the 90000 Zhang Tianzhu, her thin lips slightly pick.

In a moment, she felt a Guqin in her palm.

The string is the power of heaven, and the body is taken from the living bones of the great emperor in the seven forbidden areas.

He has been in reincarnation for nine thousand years, in tiandaotai for nine thousand years, and in the human world for nine thousand years.

Emperor Bing, Wang gudiqin.

The Emperor Qin appears, and ye Tongyu sits in her clothes and caresses her fingers.A string of music, such as moving heaven and earth, stirring the bloody sky.

The sound of the zither is not sad, it is clear to the ear, just like the roar of the waterfall, and it is indistinctly into the thousands of troops.

It's like endless blade collision, fighting in this world.

The sound of Qin is like the words of heaven's admonition.

It attracted the attention of the saints, and also attracted the attention of many immortals.

Only the former ancient spirit, at this moment, could hardly see the extreme of his face.

The emperor's admonition was enough to make them panic and even make them feel regret.

In this era, it's so terrible that any fallen emperor should also be forbidden, so that their ancestors can't be born.

Moreover, the great emperor encouraged all living beings with his death and trained the world with his soldiers.

Just then, a cry of surprise came out.

"Who is that? What is he going to do? "

In the eyes of the people, there was a man in white, shaking his wings under the Tianzhu.

In a moment, the big wing vibrated, like a Phoenix, shaking up 90 thousand feet.

I do not know when, Qin Xuan has buried the blood of the three great emperors, the ancient invincible creatures.

He carried these three holy soldiers, one of half emperor's soldiers. In his right hand, he had sixteen heads.

Hair is tied, head to head.

Bai Yi raised his head and ascended the ninety thousand soldiers.

He quietly fell on the emperor's soldiers and looked at the distant sky.

It was as if he had been buried in the imperial tomb in the past. The old man came to see him.

Yao Tian's eyes moved slowly and fell on Qin Xuan.

He had a smile, but no words.

Qin Xuan thin lips, slightly a pick, seems to smile.

He looked at the distant sky. He was killed by the emperor. Heaven and earth were weeping.

"Why is it sad?"

Qin Xuan opened his mouth, his grey hair, white clothes dyed with gold and blood, looking at the last wisp of memory of the great emperor Yaotian.

"The world you expect, the flourishing age after the destruction, the day when a hundred flowers bloom, will one day be in front of the emperor's soldiers, or in the eyes of the descendants who hold the emperor's soldiers."

"Be at ease. I'll take what you're carrying."

Qin Xuan suddenly shook the sixteen heads in his hands and hung them on the 90000 Zhang Tianzhu.

The sixteen heads are all invincible in ancient times and the blood of the great emperor.

"With these sixteen songs, sacrifice to this staff!"

"To..."

Qin Xuan slowly turned around and looked at all the living beings in tianjiushengguan. All the ancient and contemporary creatures had a flat voice, but it seemed to contain the power of heaven.

"In this world, the great emperor is far away from heaven in the middle region."

Light words rang out. In a flash, all the ancient creatures in tianjiusheng pass were dull.

A kind of anger, breeding in their chest.

"Good courage!"

The sound of angry drinking, the ancients are angry, looking at the white clothes.

Qin Xuan is facing the anger of millions of pre ancient Tianjiao. Among them, the pre ancient creatures in the third, fourth, fifth and sixth realms of Hunyuan do not know how much they are.

But he, on the other hand, gave a slight smile, as if scorning the ancients.

"Yaotian, I don't have much to read. Have a good look at the fairyland!"

"In the future, it will be better than the prosperous times we have seen!"

Qin Xuancang, a crazy wanderer, and the great emperor of Yaotian quietly look to the vast world in the distance.

In tianjiusheng pass, the sound of the emperor's Qin stops and the fingers are flat.

Tongyu fairy whispered, "heaven and earth still exist training stick, fairy world no longer training the world!"

"Why is it sad? This fairyland should be as you wish, and it has been there!"

Taichu imperial calendar, November 8, 774.

In the northern part of fairyland, the emperor was buried in heaven.

Heaven nine Saint pass, Emperor soldiers train the world.

Ye Tongyu, the emperor's daughter, plays the piano, and Qin Changqing in white raises her head,

as a sacrifice to the emperor!

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