Cher didn't mean to blame.

Although the acquaintance with Brother Changfeng is said to be providential, she is grateful for the destining of the ruthless sky.

She was a person with good intentions for the world.

Once upon a time, she had a crush.

Even now, she feels that unforgettable experience is extremely beautiful.

She will always remember the bits and pieces of the past and bury them deep in her heart.

She thought that even when she arrived at the Jiuyou Yellow Spring, she would never drink Meng Po soup and forget this precious memory.

Because she is convinced that there is a reincarnation in this world!

Cher wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She looked into the depths of the sky.

Yuwen Valve, who sensed the terrifying aura descending from the sky, also looked up and saw that a heavenly gate had opened in the depths of the sky.

Luo Changfeng opened the gate of heaven with one arrow and punished the saint with one arrow.

He was bathed in lotus radiance, and a pair of deep eyes locked on the dragon robe at the top of the city tower.

Luo Changfeng spoke.

There is an indistinguishable yin and yang The voices of men and women reverberate between this heaven and earth.

"Please honor the emperor to heaven!"

......

Luo Changfeng's voice seemed to contain some kind of heavenly rules that could not be violated. This kind of rule seems to be able to drive and manipulate people's hearts, and ghosts in the dark make gods worse.

Before the sound dissipated, the 500,000 besieging kings and the 30,000 Xuanjia forbidden troops on the city tower, and even the tens of millions of people in the gate of the white building knelt down one after another, and the heavens and the earth resounded with a mighty and continuous sound of congratulations.

"Please honor the emperor to heaven!"

"Please honor the emperor and ascend to the sky......"

"Please honor the emperor and ascend to the sky......"

3. Please ascend to the heavens, and the sound of heaven and earth will be silent in an instant.

It's as if time has frozen the picture at this moment, even the wind and snow have stopped suddenly.

Emperor Yan Bailou raised his head to look at the gate of heaven that he didn't know where it leads, he has not yet entered the sainthood, let alone Zhou Tian, so naturally he can't feather his true body and go to the gate of heaven.

But after the three invitations ascended to the sky, a force that became more and more powerful and even irresistible seemed to support his body in the dark, holding up the dragon robe.

Yan Bailou frowned slightly.

He is not autonomous.

He took the step to heaven with great reluctance.

Under the countless gazes, under Luo Changfeng's murderous gaze, Yan Bailou ascended to the gate of heaven step by step.

The strange light inside the Heavenly Gate became hotter and hotter.

Those rays of light shone on the dragon robe, making Yan Bailou feel like his real body was being burned.

He lowered his eyebrows as he looked at his increasingly transparent body, knowing that he was being consumed by an unimaginable force. That power was the strange brilliance that radiated from within the Heavenly Gate.

How could Yan Bailou be willing to be buried here? A dignified generation of emperors died at the hands of later generations?

No matter how powerful the Eight Divine Arrows are, they are just things in the world, and as for the so-called arrows to open the gate of heaven, in his opinion, it is just a means to make a fool of the world.

Seeing his body uncontrollably walking towards the gate of heaven, Yan Bailou's expression began to change from calm to uneasy.

One step, one step.

Uneasy, he began to condense his cultivation, and poured all the peak power into the Xueji Sword in his hand.

He got closer and closer to the Gate of Ascending to Heaven, until an eerie light enveloped his entire figure.

The Xue Ji Sword, which was pouring into the terrifying cultivation, let out a low sword groan and a huge tremble.

His steps grew lighter and lighter, and his figure gradually blurred, like a floating feather.

There are three more steps.

There are two more steps.

One last step!

"Please honor the emperor to heaven!"

Luo Changfeng please.

"Please honor the emperor and ascend to the sky......"

The sound of congratulations between heaven and earth is endless.

In the last step, when Yan Bailou's figure was completely swallowed by the Heavenly Gate, the uneasiness on his face turned to disgust, and he glanced at Luo Changfeng coldly, staring like a grim reaper.

After pouring all the cultivation, the snow Ji slashed towards the heavenly gate.

At that moment, he was swallowed by the Gate of Heaven.

There was a sword light above the nine heavens, but the figure of Emperor Yan Bailou was no longer seen.

He slashed the gate of heaven with a sword.

Another step to the sky.

......

The Great Yan Zun Emperor Yan Bailou has fallen?

This is not the case!

After Yan Bailou entered the Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Gate opened by Luo Changfeng's arrow trembled as if it was saturated. The layers of strange halos were dazzling with the trembling of the Heavenly Gate, and even the surrounding space was shaking violently.

The wind and snow flying in the sky were frantically swallowed by the Heavenly Gate.

The nine-headed giant bird that Jiang Manlou and the others were riding swayed left and right, almost falling from the sky.

Luo Changfeng looked at the Heavenly Gate that would collapse at any time, and his expression was solemn.

Zhu Sheng and Kaitian are the last two arrows of the Eight Arrows, if you can't help Yan Bailou, then you really have to fight for your life.

......

JunZe stood up from the wooden wheeled car.

On the battle platform, a group of generals also stood up.

Jiang Manlou frowned and looked at the Heavenly Gate where cracks appeared and trembled violently.

Cher also clenched her sleeves anxiously.

Brother Changfeng and her father, she didn't want to see anyone hurt in any way, she knew that this idea was a bit stupid, but she kept talking, she tried to convince herself that everything would be over.

However, how can the hatred of your death and death pass the rain and the sky is clear?

Cher didn't have time to think about whether her idea was stupid, and she saw the Heavenly Gate burst into several cracks again.

The surrounding sky trembled like an earthquake, countless fragments fell frantically, and the angry howl of Yan Bailou within the Heavenly Gate reverberated here, waking up the minds of the 500,000 royal teachers and the tens of millions of people in the capital who were controlled by the arrows.

And it shattered with a bang.

The Gate of Heaven collapsed, and the strange brilliance turned into countless streams of brilliance and splattered everywhere. A vast terrifying energy frantically swept away in all directions, north, south, west and east, and ripples rippled in the sky.

The ripples rippled through his waist, and Luo Changfeng opened his mouth and spit out red blood. Under the eyes of countless sober eyes, he just fell down on his back.

Release the arrow that is clenched in the palm of your hand.

His body takes on a bow-bridge shape.

The limbs and head fell, and it was the form of a death fall.

He didn't close his eyes because he was still obsessed.

He could clearly feel his body falling like a light snowflake.

Because the clouds in the eyes are getting farther and farther away.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't.

Even if you blink, your heart is weak.

He tried to speak, but he was silent.

He knew that everything would come to an end with the collapse of the Heavenly Gate, the hatred of the Luohe Gate, the fall of Yan Bailou, and his own life.

It's over!

Luo Changfeng echoed this sentence in his mind.

He kept falling.

Wind and snow streaked across his cheeks.

He had lost the cold touch.

He saw many lovely faces.

He saw the cheeks of Jiang Manlou and An Hongdou and the others above the nine-headed giant bird.

He vaguely heard the call of Jiang Manlou and An Hongdou, as well as Xue'er's call.

The call is getting farther and farther away, farther and farther away...... He couldn't hear anything.

His vision also began to dim.

The night eroded his vision little by little, the clouds he saw were gray, the snow he saw was gray, and the figure of Yan Bailou was also gray.

A flash of lightning thundered in his head.

He came back to the light.

Yan Bailou didn't die!

At the moment when the darkness obscured his eyes, he saw that the Ambilight was converging from all directions, and Yan Bailou's figure was condensed again under that dazzling luster.

Luo Changfeng clenched his fists impressively.

The lotus flower with thirty-six lotus petals dragged his falling body, and he no longer fell.

He got back on his feet.

Standing in the void.

A knife in his hand.

The second butcher's knife of the gods!