Chapter 558

Chu Yan, died in battle.

At the last moment, in silence, he was alone. He ran to the boundary of blood light outside the sarcophagus and was not captured. He gave himself a heroic sacrifice.

This battle is destined to last forever. Don't forget that after the dust, there will be another one in Xinghai.

But will this war really end?

The people of Tiandi sect are standing there. The dead one is the leader of their sect. The kings of the demon sect are angry. The dead one is the most outstanding disciple of the demon sect for thousands of years. He was forced to die by Shengsheng. How can this war be ended?

Hatred will only grow stronger. This war is also destined to lay the groundwork for the future turbulent times and turbulent communication.

There is Qingyi, she hoarse, she shed tears of the moment, a thought into the king, the monarch is still flying in the magic palace.

"This woman..." Too many people look at Tsing Yi. The power in her body is leaking out of control. She seems to be suffering a lot, but it's not equal to one tenth of her heartache.

Emperor Beiming's heart trembled, and the next moment there was a murderous opportunity in his eyes. At the beginning, under the ancient clock, there was a heavenly king who gave his hand to Qingyi. Today, Qingyi once thought of him again. Such a person, he can't stay.

"This woman can't stay..." Beiming emperor thought, in the final analysis, Chuyan exposed because of him, once Qingyi alive, his Beiming Dynasty will never have peace.

"Die The emperor of the northern underworld suddenly moves, and the ancient emperor steps out. The golden emperor's sword cuts down in the void, connecting the heaven and the earth, mercilessly cutting to Qingyi.

Seeing this scene, countless people are very angry. Huo Feng and others are crazy. If Kun hadn't stopped them, they might have gone to die.

"Son of a bitch!" Li Pin scolds angrily. He follows Qingyi and Chuyan all the time in the emperor's road. Although Qingyi is cold, he is kind to people.

The light of the sword fell, but Qingyi didn't care. She was still shaking. There was green light coming out of her body. It was like a leaking balloon. She couldn't control her strength.

"Boom!" At this time, the radiance in the body of Qingyi condenses, and the ancient picture of Qingtian lights up the whole magic hall. She looks up like a nine heaven Xuannv, and seems to penetrate the sword light and fall on the emperor of Beiming. At this moment, the emperor of Beiming feels a chill.

"Blood protection..." Looking at the blue light in the body of Qingyi, countless people trembled. The blue light was so strong that the emperor's sword fell down, but it collapsed in the blue light, as if it had never appeared.

It's like this scene again. Like the ancient monsters in Chuyan, the picture of the ancient heaven in Qingyi contains a terrible guardian.

"You really should die!" The voice of green clothes is still clear and cold.

"You really should die!" The green dress repeats again, the power of the green color she seems to be unable to control, spit out a mouthful of blood, but her eyes are firm, and slowly walk toward the emperor of the North Ming Dynasty.

No one stopped, and then the blue cloud map covered the starry sky and spread out infinitely. In an instant, the landscape map of the northern Ming emperor collapsed.

"How terrible Many people trembled at the bottom of their hearts. As soon as they thought of the emperor in green clothes, the power behind them suppressed the emperor of the northern Ming Dynasty.

The emperor of Beiming looked at Qingyi. He was the emperor of a dynasty, but at this moment, in front of Qingyi, he could not help but have an impulse to surrender.

"Go! Go It seems that someone is aware of something and shouts in a hurry. There are countless top-level people on the scene, but they find something bad and immediately give an order.

The emperor of Beiming looked at Qingyi again. With the protection of Qingguang, he had no chance to kill Qingyi. He had to leave.

With unwilling to leave, but he is satisfied, Chu Yan was forced to die, enough, he today without regret, even if offended a few extraordinary forces.

Because Chu Yan brought him too much shock, resonated with the ancient bell, unified emperor Road, and even let many people see his future.

Such a man, who is hostile to the northern Ming Dynasty, must die. The northern Ming emperor is not wrong, but he underestimates the aftereffects of Chu Yan's death.

When the northern Ming emperor left, Qingyi did not chase him. Instead, she stopped and looked at the sarcophagus blood world with a silly smile. Then, she squatted down, holding her knees in her hands, crying like a little girl, heartbreaking.

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in the past two years, a Tianjun relic ended.

In two years, too many people got the chance to improve their state of mind and strengthen their physique. Some people won heaven's fortune, unified the eight wastelands and became king.

However, the most popular relic of this time was the battle of Chuyan, which soon spread among the crowd.

Fortunately, the death of Chu Yan made many forces put down their hearts. After leaving the Tianjun ruins, many people declared that they were closed. Then, many people broke through.

Tianmai tower, a monument to heaven.

Since the return of Tianjun relics, Wangyue has been closed. She sits on an ancient mountain peak every day, her beautiful eyes empty, looking at the sky, sometimes smiling, sometimes crying.

"Look at the moon!" Lin Qingyao came by leaps and leaves the ruins. She didn't return to Tianbei mountain and stayed in Wangxian tower temporarily. She saw Wangyue every day. She couldn't help frowning and said, "you and he are only on the road of emperor. Can't you forget his death?"

Lin Qingyao is also full of shock in the first World War of Tianjun ruins. She despises people who show their beauty, their prime age and their heroic back. She can even understand why Wangyue is moved. Who can't be moved by such people? What is Zifeng compared with them?"He died in the end. What about his unique talent? He won't come back. Now it's half a year since the ruins. You haven't practiced in half a year, and so has xian'er. How can you two rest assured?" Lin Qingyao says helplessly that after Chuyan's death, Wangyue and lixian'er seem to have been robbed of their souls.

"Although we have ten thousand years of life and a long road of practice, we will meet many people and see the vicissitudes of the world, but some people, you can only see one person in your life, and you will never forget him. He is such a person." Looking at the moon seemed to say calmly: "from the moment I knew that he was Chu Yan, I knew that I had no chance But I just want to see him behind me, appreciate him, and witness him ascend to the top one day and sit on the throne. However, heaven is jealous of talents. "

Lin Qingyao sighed and said nothing. She sat by the moon and looked up at the sky: "it's one year before the feast. If he didn't die, he would have been in the feast."

Look at the moon and smile.

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the news of Tianjun ruins has spread far away.

Among the holy gates, there is a beautiful girl. She covers her veil and plays the piano every day. The sound of the piano is melodious and seems to be full of magic in the palace.

The girl wore a white skirt and a crown, just like a fairy falling from the world.

"Dang..." On this day, the music was uneven and the strings broke, which made her frown and her slender fingers shed blood.

"Saint When the sun came, he looked at the woman and frowned: "in the past seven years, your piano sound was stable, and there was never a mistake. Why was your piano sound disordered in the past six months?"

She stopped, looked at the sky, and shook her head: "I don't know. I just feel very uneasy. Every time I think of the person named Chu Yan, my heart hurts. It seems that we have met before!"

Every generation will cultivate three people: Saint, saint and son.

Now the son has entered the king's territory, so he has a good relationship with the saint. But since the end of the Tianjun ruins, the saint's state is very strange and impetuous.

"Saint, can you tell me what kind of man he is?" Asked the saint.

"Good!" The saint sighed and sat beside the saint, talking about the remains of the emperor. The saint listened quietly.

"Saint When the saint finished speaking, he turned back and looked at it, but he was shocked. The saint who was sitting there was crying and her face was full of tears. Her heart was very painful, and infinite memories appeared in his mind.

On the island of heaven, the girl is playing the piano, and the boy is lying lazily under the tree, with a straw in his mouth, smiling cleanly, so sunny.

The next moment, the wind and clouds, peace dissipated, into endless darkness.

Ten thousand people forced the young man to fight with pride, showing endless splendor. The young girl went to the yellow spring only because God was jealous of him.

"I remember..." The saint closed her eyes and cried even more fiercely: "I am so damned, how can I forget you..."

The saint stayed in one side, and lost his memory since the saint's entrance. He had never seen such a saint. However, all this had something to do with Chu Yan?

"Why, or the result..." The saint is not willing, she is the God fairy, she is finally the closure beautiful eye.

Since then, all the saints and nuns have declared their closure. No one knows why. Only the saint, with a sigh, looks up and thinks that the boy can never come back?

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demons.

After Tianjun ruins, Mengya was depressed and seriously ill. Although Mengjun didn't go out of his way, he also knew all this. He was very angry, but what could he do?

In Qingfeng City, the king of Qingfeng sword brings back the news. More than 300 sword masters are silent. They are all shocked. At the beginning, that young man, the descendant of the king of sword, who was invincible on the platform, died?

"Brother, let's go!" Jujianmen, tuobakuo, drinks alone and sighs.

The city of ingenuity is shrouded in dark clouds. Min Yue is sad alone. President Han and Guo Feng of ingenuity chamber of commerce all sigh. Is the sea of stars intolerable for such arrogance, just like Mo forgetting dust?

"Ah

In the demon clan, there is a roar. The wind gives out a hoarse roar. His eyes are red, and his spear is dancing like a dragon. His elder martial brother, who is fighting for the first place in the dust or in the starry River, is forced to die in Tianjun ruins.

The funny thing is that all the veins of Tianbei are not as good as him. He is the eighth grade emperor and the invincible. He should have been valued.

"Watch the wind!" Mengya and others came and saw the look of Wangfeng. They were all stunned. Wangfeng's eyes turned into blood red at this moment. Behind them, there was a magic shadow.

"Possessed?" The crowd frowned. Although Wangfeng was in the demon sect, he was neither a demon monk nor a demon sect disciple. However, at this moment, a terrible shadow appeared behind him.

Ninety nine big magic mountains and eleven towering magic halls burst out at this moment, making a sound of sadness.

"Before you enter the mountain, do you resonate with the eleven magic halls? There will be a great devil coming into the world. " Countless elders of the demon sect were stunned.

"Wolf At this time, purple autumn eyes a coagulation, only to see the distance of the wolf dormant in there, issued a roar, his hair like a sword stand up, the next moment, he was born behind the wings, such as a pair of steel magic wings, he was extremely painful, roaring up to the sky.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!