Chapter 1279

Zhang Ziling and the young four eyes opposite, the courtyard breeze is light, let two people's clothes rustle.

"Master The boy looked at Zhang Ziling excitedly. His eyes were red and his body was shaking.

"You shouldn't look like a teenager."

"The master has only seen me as a boy, and that little one will always be like this young man, at any time." The boy said seriously.

Even if he recovered to the realm of the great emperor, in front of Zhang Ziling, the young man did not have the appearance that the great emperor should have.

Tianyuexian emperor, named Anbei, was a child when he was rescued by Zhang Ziling more than 5000 years ago. Anbei's ethnic group was slaughtered by mad monsters. Zhang Ziling just passed by and saved Anbei.

Since then, Anbei has vowed to follow Zhang Ziling forever and become his servant.

Anbei, also after being brought back to the magic Palace by Zhang Ziling, was accepted as a registered disciple by Zhang Ziling.

Anbei is also the only registered disciple of Zhang Ziling in xuanxiao continent.

Zhang Ziling was very pleased to see Anbei rejuvenated, and his mouth also had a slight radian.

If Zhang Ziling comes back a few days later, I'm afraid You can only see a solitary grave in the middle of this yard.

Although saving Anbei used up all the power of Zhang Ziling, it was worth it.

The palace is in decline and can be rebuilt.

Anbei has fallen. Maybe Zhang Ziling There is no second one in this world.

Two people suddenly and silent for a long time, only the voice of the wind in the courtyard.

"Master, after you left, I didn't do what I promised you." Anbei seems to think of the destruction of the magic palace, and the excited expression on his face turns into guilt.

He once vowed to let the master come back to see the powerful palace.

But Anbei was in pain again and knelt down in front of Zhang Ziling.

On his delicate face, there was sorrow and remorse.

"I know, if you're OK." Zhang Ziling said softly, let Anbei heart a warm.

But soon, Anbei was at a loss again, very frightened.

No matter what the reason is and whether the master blames him or not, the palace is in his hands. Anbei has an unshirkable responsibility for the decline of the palace.

"At the beginning, I was too arrogant. I thought that there were three great emperors and twenty-seven sages in the magic palace, and the strength was the first in xuanxiao mainland. Therefore, the little one neglected the dike of external forces and deployed martial arts to the world according to the master's requirements without warning, and constantly built a cultivation Institute."

"However, I didn't expect that the magic palace set up schools wantonly, and the interests of all people were aroused. The three hundred sacred places of the Chinese Communist Party on the thirteen kingdoms of xuanxiao mainland had planned for thousands of years, rebelled against the emperor of swallowing the star and the great emperor of picking up stars, and made a joint attack on the magic palace."

"Master, I'm so incompetent, I don't have..."

"Needless to say, what should happen will eventually happen." Zhang Ziling interrupted Anbei's words and turned to look at the nearly withered peach tree. "Just like it, it can't be avoided..."

"Master, I will revive the peach tree!" Seeing the emotion in Zhang Ziling's eyes, Anbei quickly stood up and offered his great power to the crooked peach tree.

Peach trees have been around for thousands of years. For the last few thousand years, they have been living on the strength of Anbei. After Anbei was seriously ill and could not provide the power of the great emperor to peach trees It is a miracle that peach trees can last for hundreds of years.

Zhang Ziling looked at Anbei calmly, but did not stop him.

"How could that happen?" Anbei's forehead was covered with sweat, and the endless force rushed to the crooked peach tree. However, the peach tree did not wither and prosper as expected, but even the trunk of the peach tree split open and gradually turned into ashes.

Obviously, Anbei's power no longer has any effect on peach trees.

When Zhang Ziling rescued Anbei, the peach tree was completely exhausted and could not be revived.

Plop Anbei gave up and knelt on the ground, staring at the peach tree in front of him, turning into ashes.

As if Anbei accelerated the death of peach trees.

Ren Tian looks complicated and looks at Anbei kneeling on the ground and doesn't know what to do.

He knew that he had been thinking about the devil for five thousand years.

Five thousand years of missing, let this should be in the end of the clouds overlooking all living beings worship Now, I kneel down on a peach tree that turns into ashes and wails.

Ren Tian can't imagine and can't understand Anbei's feelings for the devil emperor.

"The magic palace is gone, even the peach tree Master, I am a waste Anbei cried, his fingers dug into the land, tears dripping.

Looking at Anbei's appearance, Zhang Ziling sighed and walked slowly to Anbei. The source of death was in Zhang Ziling's palm.

The strong smell of death filled the courtyard.

"Xiaobei, look."

Zhang Ziling looked at the peach ash in front of Anbei. The power of the origin of the way of death surged to the ash of the peach tree, rolling up a breeze.The ashes of the peach tree were picked up by the breeze, and gradually condensed into a new crooked peach tree, and the crooked peach tree was full of pink peach blossom at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The rich fragrance of flowers permeated the courtyard.

The whole yard, peach blossom flying, very bright.

"Do you understand?" Zhang Ziling watched the petals of peach blossom falling to the ground with the breeze, and whispered.

Anbei held out his hand, and the peach blossom in his hand withered and disappeared quickly.

But even so, Anbei looks at the peach tree standing between heaven and earth, and still feels incomparably beautiful.

"Let bygones be bygones. This peach tree has been with you for thousands of years, and I'm tired. "

The origin of Zhang Ziling's death was dissipated, and the shadow of crooked peach trees in the courtyard gradually disappeared.

Reappearance in the eyes of Anbei, is still the ashes of the ground, the peach blossom in the courtyard is not there.

This peach tree has completely lost its vitality. Even if it is the origin of life, it can not be revived.

Life and death are interlinked. The power of the law of the way of death can make this crooked peach tree blossom its last glory.

"Yes, sir." Anbei wiped away the tears in his eyes and stood up.

"Some things can't be changed. Small things are too clinging to the past, clinging to life But forget, some things, some people He should have died. "

"No matter what the small one does, it can't be reversed."

"The little one is too obsessed with the betrayal of the great emperor of picking stars and the Immortal Emperor of swallowing stars, too persistent in the mistakes that he has made, and too persistent in the decline of the magic palace And it is precisely because of the small persistence that the palace can not make a comeback. "

"The once magic palace has long been dead." Anbei looked at Zhang Ziling, his eyes gradually became firm, "master I will always follow you and build a new palace. "

"Let the power of the devil return to the world!"

Anbei's voice is sonorous and powerful, and the power of the great emperor is surging in this world.

Seeing Anbei's resolute eyes, Zhang Ziling's mouth rose slightly. After a long silence, he said softly, "good!"

Ren Tian stood aside and worshipped, as if he had seen the most exciting thing between heaven and earth.

The devil emperor Zhang Ziling returned.

On the moon, Emperor Anbei is back!

"Let's go, Xiao beiren Tian. After staying in this small world for so long, you should see the outside world again."

Zhang Ziling walked out of the yard with his hands on his hands, and the whole courtyard and the wooden building burst into flames.

The red fire lights up the faces of Anbei and Ren Tian, making their eyes wave with waves.

Everything's different. It's really different.

Without further hesitation, Anbei and Ren Tian followed Zhang Ziling and walked to the stone gate.

"Anbei." When he got to the stone gate, Zhang Ziling's voice sounded faintly.

Anbei stopped and bowed to Zhang Ziling's back and said, "the little one is here."

"With the herald that I left behind, I will send a message to Lin Mofan, ye Zhiqing, the great emperor of star picking, ye Zhiqing, the thirteen clan heads of the old magic palace. Let them..."

"Go back to the devil's palace to see the emperor!"

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