Chapter 212： Blue sky and red sun, say one sentence to live forever! (2 in 1)

Well, it can only complement his soul...

Everyone took a deep breath.

Emperor Duan Tian said: "No matter whether it is the time or not, it is better than death! He can't die. Pangu has a golden body and contains endless worlds, which is too important for our barren world!"

"Okay!" Emperor Shou Shen Tian immediately uttered, Dao Changsheng could never die. If he died, all the hard work of these teachers would be in vain!

"In this way, let all beings pray for the resurrection of Dao Changsheng, and let him be incarnate in heaven, and be in charge of nine days!"

"When this is the case, since the heaven is broken, then a new court will be set up in the Nine Heavens, and generations of heavenly emperors will rule the world... And on it, when there is heaven, the existence of the heaven and earth, heaven is the wish of all beings. It must be a selfless existence, but it can dethrone generations of tyrants and emperors."

How smart are the people present?

Completed all the conjectures in an instant, in this way, it really established the outline for the world!

Man wants to be selfish, heaven is selfless, there is heaven in heaven to monitor the heavens, and monitor all things in the world. It is impossible to be behind the scenes of Long Hongdi Qi Na.

"Every emperor, start to make up the sky!"

A Zuntian Emperor walked out and resumed cultivation, and rose into the sky.

They came to a few broken pits, tossed pieces of space, and reorganized the space of pits.

At the same time, a hearty low drink echoed above the heavens: "Everyone in the world, pray that the Emperor will return to life!"

"Emperor Dao, please come back to life!"

"Our heaven and earth are indispensable to the heaven and earth emperor!"

Suddenly, countless people in the inner heaven and earth cried, knelt down on the ground, and thoughts mixed together, forming a ray of thoughts and feelings, floating in the sky.

They prayed that God would return this Taoist Emperor, even if they sacrificed their lives.

The prestige of the Taoist Emperor has already surpassed a respectable Emperor from ancient times to the present. At the peak, countless people are sincerely grateful to the Emperor, and the pure incomparable will and worship have turned into the sky.

"Emperor Dao, please come back to life..." The elderly old man in the Holy Land closed his eyes, tears shed in his eyes, and he felt heavy and mournful when he saw this scene.

"Can the Emperor Dao return, is he still the same?"

There are young people crying, not caring about appearances.

The world is praying.

The life of Emperor Daotian was extremely legendary. He was a mixed blood of Wu and demon clan. He appeared in Jianmu for the first time, desperately killed all the hidden world holy places, and left the mythical legend of longevity and mother rescue.

Afterwards, he fought against the heavens, enemies with the gods, competed with the emperor, and resisted the punishment of the three gods to die, but instead created an indestructible golden body. Heart, a man enemy of ancient heaven emperor.

This period of time is too legendary.

He has fought all his life, bathed in blood, and killed him all the way. Eventually he battled with Emperor Qi Tian Emperor. At this time, he was exhausted and lost consciousness. He still supported his arms with unyielding will and supported the sky.

Such a hero, Heavenly Emperor, how can they be grieved.

"Not enough, still not enough, his soul is too strong... I'm afraid I need a great emperor to supplement the sky with soul and complement his consciousness." Duan Tiandi's voice suddenly cooled down, looking at all the Taoists, "Everyone, Now is the time for me to achieve my ambitions... When I knew that the ancient days were a scam, and all beings on the earth were deceived by the terrible truth, then I hoped that I would be able to cut through the ages and eradicate the old hands from the past, and Now, our fellow-minded Taoist associations have done it, God Emperor, no one is allowed to rot! Only fight for the world, because..."

"When the heaven and the heavens stand, they will completely cut off the ancient and the present, and no one is allowed to rot!"

In the golden golden red sun of a golden cannon, a crisp roar roared, and emptied away, breaking his own soul, turning it into the purest original soul energy, and blending into the central Dantian sky dome.

Wow!

Large pieces of blood spilled.

The breath of Emperor Duantian was fully integrated into it. He chose to die. A round of the sun hung high and the Dantian, shining for nine days, hanging in the center, and countless people in the earth wailed.

Di Tian Di is dead.

This ancient heavenly emperor, admired by all the earth's beings, chose to do the same.

Suddenly, countless people roared like crazy, eyes red instantly, with tears in their eyes, crying more than once.

"Not enough, still not enough!"

The Qing Emperor strode out and looked at the sky faintly.

"Qingdi, don't..." There was a voice from a demon old man who choked.

Qingdi was in a calm mood and did not speak. He walked step by step.

He directly revealed the body of the green lotus, a huge green green lotus flying up, and also merged into the central Dantian. The huge soul burst instantly and slowly suspended in it, making the entire Dantian create a light blue color.

There was so much crying around.

"Ivy..." Mengmei cried and whined.

Her face was covered with tears, and Qingteng was the one with whom she had the best relationship. He was quiet, but always the most reliable. He had become the best friend in this second life.

If she is a heavenly emperor, she would rather replace Qingteng to die, but it is a pity that she is not enough.

The beings of Jiu Chong Tian began to wailing again, and another Heavenly Emperor fell. This is destined to be a dark age. Heaven and Earth are catastrophic. It is even more terrible than the ancient God Heaven. Fill the sky with the body, resurrect the Emperor Dao.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed:

"what is that!?"

Everyone looked up, and the giant blue lotus of Dantian World turned into an ocean, and a golden sun, a golden sun, and a floating in Qinghai...

"Blue sky and red sun!"

Someone shouted at the vision in the central sky and was very excited.

Nine Stars Lianzhu has already connected the nine Qiao holes around the central Dantian together. They are in a small world, watching the incredible Dantian vision from afar.

Suddenly, in the blue sky and red sun, a faint phantom began to come back again. The terrifying atmosphere of terror pervaded, as if crossing the time and space, the heavens and earth were trembling, and the terrible heaven and earth were looming.

"who am I?"

The figure showed a sense of confusion.

In the bright blue sky and red sun, he sat cross-legged slowly, suddenly lowered his head, looking at the mortal beings of the nine worlds around him, staring at himself, revealing a dull look, Gujing Wubo,

"You created me, why do you cry?"

All beings sobbed more and more.

They clearly understood that the Emperor Dao Tian came back to life and had forgotten the past, and the three souls and seven souls were completed, and he was no longer himself.

Wow.

The wishfulness and emotions of countless sentient beings have merged into his body, his sadness makes him feel inexplicable, and his tears are dripping. He does not know why he is crying, but he feels sad inside.

"Who am I?"

Suddenly he murmured, looking into the distance, as if looking through an ancient time.

There was a shock in my mind, and a child was reading vaguely in my mind, and a voice was ringing next to me: "Boy! You are a congenital supreme Taoist body, I am the mother of the earth, I would like to worship me as a teacher?"

........

The screen flashed.

The grass under the bright sunshine, the young and honest ignorant and honest boy, took his mother's hand and walked into the distance:

"Mother, your Dao, your longevity, just like your son Dao Changsheng, come back again and come to the career of seeking Dao again..."

.......

Gradually, a calm and quiet man appeared in front of him.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

"I am looking at this land and thinking about my future."

"The teacher, what are you thinking?"

"If I were the Qing Emperor in his year, the newspaper and peach blossoms will open here!"

.......

boom! !

His head shuddered, and he looked down at the huge green green lotus under him, slowly hovering.

He showed an extremely complicated look, and then looked up, saw that golden round of the fiery red sun, as if he saw another great shore emperor talent, with his hands on his back, this once-like fellow Taoist was telling his dream, "I am broken Heaven Emperor, when traversing this world, arbitrarily forever, eradicate the ancient existence of the old days!"

.......

He was silent, as if thousands of thoughts flashed in his mind.

In the end, I saw a young and young emperor, who was himself. He knelt in front of Daluotian, wept bitterly, and prayed to the ancestors and witches, "You ancient emperors, please go back for the life!"

He could feel the grief of the young emperor, and he did not want to fight with the most admired hero.

But in the end, the young man stood up to the ground and carried everything, and finally he fought blood with Emperor Qi, unyielding.

Is that me?

My whole life...

He suddenly lowered his head and couldn't help sighing.

Ambiguous, as if it was a previous life, yet painfully memorable.

His calm and indifferent eyes set off waves, and suddenly said to Lang Lang: "I am heaven for all beings, all beings are born to me. Since I live in the blue sky and the red sun, I am the blue sky... Nor is it Tao Changsheng."

Qingtian!

All the earth's sentient beings were shocked, and the emperors could not help revealing their different colors.

Suddenly he realized that a faint chuckle, and stretched out his hand slightly, all the souls in the nine spaces, let them go outside, ‘Go out, heaven and earth should be the outline, this is the realm of heaven, mortal, not live for a long time! "

Wow la la.

Suddenly, all creatures flashed on the barren **** soil.

They turned their heads and looked at the vast giant who was still standing tall, and his unyielding body seemed to stand like a statue, still supporting the sky.

Rumble!

The next second, the entire terrible giant, collapsed suddenly, turned into a ball of flesh, paved on the ground.

In the huge collapsed body, a small figure walked out slowly, it was Chang Changsheng, but he was a lot cold, looking at the whole land,

"After this catastrophe of ancestors and witches, there will be a prosperous world! My **** is the nineth heaven, my body is the earth!"

One finger at a time, one finger at a time, the collapsed giant Pangu body quickly began to appear a Taoist circulation, the entire body turned into a flesh and blood mountain range, even a lot of green branches and leaves continued to spread outward, the bones began to turn into solid jade Arcana...

His skin is incredibly tough, and his hair is as tough as a god's thread, and he can treat all creatures as treasures.

This is equivalent to breaking new ground once again, with various innate spirit treasures appearing and entering a completely new era.

He flew indifferently, merged into the sky wall, and gradually disappeared: "I am heaven, all sentient beings want to gather together! If the tyrant has no way, the people can wish to gather together into the sky, into the body of the Lord, and use the body of the heaven to cut the emperor. !"

Bang!

The world feels like it is shaking.

The people of the earth were silent and sorrowful. They looked up for a long time and saw that Heavenly Path had completely disappeared, so they could only roll up their luggage and baggage, walk again on the earth full of death and barrenness, and began to rebuild houses and start a new life.

"The war is over..."

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth is over, we are still alive!"

Some people wept with joy, and numbly rebuilt the house. After a few days, they cried out completely. They cried loudly, and their limbs were paralyzed on the soil. It was still unbelievable.

This is the pain of war.

After all, mortals are just mortals, they can't resist, they can only bear the suffering it brings, and the scenes of the earth's collapse may not be erased in their ordinary lives, turning into nightmares and waking up from time to time at night.

It is really not easy to get to this step. A **** hero like emperor is also overthrowing ancient rule with a decisive heart, paying too much.

This time, the ancient heaven was completely overthrown. Without the old days, it is undoubtedly a victory. But what about the new era after the victory?

As Emperor Duantian said:

Only fighting for the world, one by one arrogant wizards, opening up one by one prosperous world?

That may have been a long time ago, and now the scars of the world's catastrophe are hard to smooth.

There were also fewer unexpected sacrifices. Most of the Heavenly Emperors are still alive, but the three oldest and most powerful Heavenly Emperors have gone away.

After another ten days, people restarted the slash-and-burn years~www.novelhall.com~ The gods maintained order for the world, and a female emperor was sitting in a shabby wooden hut, Xu Wei looked at the dead black mud outside the window, A fresh green sprout slowly glowed.

She sat in front of the window, holding a pen on a black stone slab, recording this long and difficult period of catastrophe, and in the end, wrote this paragraph:

When the sky was shrouded by the ancient gods, when the corpses everywhere sighed at the weakness of human beings, the ancestors still dragged their remaining bodies stubbornly against the sky, and wrote their determination with a tenacious and old body: unwilling to hope.

When the fruit is eroded by dark moths, and when the flowers of victory bloom in other people's gardens, Qingtian still tenaciously chooses to stubbornly stand in front of Da Luotian, and writes his own determination with his indomitable body: do not abandon all beings.

Generations of heroic emperors march in the decayed darkness,

With courageous determination in his heart,

Eventually overthrowing the invincible ancient existence,

In the ancient slate,

Will tell the legend of their unyielding, the ancestors have a virtual age, blue sky and red sun... Dao Changsheng. "

Su Wei suddenly stopped her pen, stood up, and hung a black slate filled with dense fonts on the stone wall of the hut.

She strode out and greeted the rising sun of another day, and the bright sun was shining on her beautiful face. She seemed to see the indifferent heaven that was already high above, "The quiet years are only for the Tao to do a long life."

No matter how sad and indignant the surviving people at this time are, how terrifying this is, these days are still ruthless.

It washes away all the glorious past, and this moment is recorded in the "Eastern Age" for countless years in the future, still simple and cold with cruelty:

[At the end of the Western Era, the catastrophe of the heavens and the earth came, the building wood collapsed, the heavens shattered, and the souls smeared the earth.