In a sea of bright stars.

The stars are suspended and twinkling, exuding brilliant colors.

In the midst of a great star.

Countless palace halls floated up.

The palaces are full of grandeur, which is enough to shock the heavens.

And in the densely suspended golden palace, a huge and boundless glorious palace, like a giant beast in the wilderness, entrenched in the void.

At this time, in this boundless palace, on top of the main hall, a little girl was holding a three-foot blood sword, waving it constantly.

The little girl has a delicate face, like a porcelain doll.

Her lotus-like arms and wielding a three-foot blood sword made people look extremely disobedient.

A man with a majestic figure and a masculine and handsome face watched with a smile on his face as the little girl brandished the bloody sword in his hand.

Next to him, there is a palace beauty, although this middle-aged beauty looks middle-aged, but the charm still exists, and the most amazing thing is that she has the temperament of the mother.

She watched the little girl dancing with the blood sword, and said with a smile: "Our Yu'er dances so well!"

The little girl's blood sword dance was full of tiger and tiger style, only a few years old, she had already danced the sword in a good way, she heard her mother's praise, and said crisply: "Really? But my father said that it is not good." As she spoke, the blood sword she was wielding in her hand also stopped, and her big round eyes looked at the middle-aged man with a majestic figure on the side.

Rakshasa was originally smiling, watching his daughter wielding a blood sword, and he was also overjoyed to have such a lovely daughter.

But for the sake of the child's future growth, when his daughter looked at him, he had to make a cold face at this time and severely reprimand.

"Did I say stop? Who told you to stop? ”

Rakshasa was not angry and arrogant, and the momentum of being an emperor exuded that scared the little girl into tears.

She looked at her mother aggrievedly, but what she replied to her was a helpless look.

The blood sword was like a red ray, constantly flashing in the hall.

After a few hours had passed, when the little girl's hands and feet were trembling and her eyes were black, Rakshasa's voice came again, "Okay, you can stop, and practice Qi in the afternoon." ”

When this voice came, Luo Yanyu hurriedly ran to her mother and handed the sword to her as if she had been granted amnesty.

The little girl did not dare to throw her sword on the ground, since the first time she practiced the sword, she threw it on the ground, and after her father punished her to kneel in the temple for three days and three nights, she no longer dared to throw her sword on the ground.

"Weapons are the dignity of the royal family, whoever allows you to throw them on the ground, pick them up for me, remember, even if you die in the future, you must hold the weapon in your hand for me, because this is the dignity of my royal family!"

Luo Yanyu never dared to forget his father's stern words.

Since then, Luo Yanyu has been growing up in the company of Rakshasa.

Rakshasa is an existence that can push the entire starry sky horizontally, and with a lot of strength, it has long been invincible in this starry sky.

And under his personal teaching, Luo Yanyu's strength has become more and more outstanding.

Under this starry sky, people of the same age are no one to beat.

Under the rapid improvement of strength, Luo Yanyu gradually became the strongest among his peers.

She began to become invincible, began to become invincible.

Her father, Rakshasa, always taught her.

"Yu'er, in this starry sky, there are always crises that you can't imagine, so don't be complacent. ”

"Yu'er, there are many Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons in this starry sky, although your strength is already the strongest of your generation, you still need to be sharpened. ”

"Jade ......"

"Jade ......"

Rakshasa as a father's earnest teachings have always echoed in the girl's mind.

And the girl does not stay at one age, as she grows older, as she grows older.

She has gradually become a beautiful young girl for nine days.

She is incomprehensible, she is glamorous, she is beautiful, and she is beautiful.

Growing up, the little girl who was constantly scolded by her father in the past has grown up as a girl.

In the midst of her slimness, she has countless suitors.

While countless people fell under her pomegranate skirt, they were also amazed by the invincible strength of her peers.

Her amazing talent has made countless people of the same generation feel ashamed.

In this way, a bright new star rises in this starry sky.

Luo Yanyu can also be said to have enjoyed the sense of accomplishment brought by fame and fortune.

She has laid down countless star fields for her dynasty, and has made great achievements for her dynasty, and she is a well-deserved proud daughter of the sky in her dynasty.

All of this has made her a person who stands on the pinnacle.

But after all, the girl is young, and the years she has experienced are not long, and in the process of growing up, she finally reached the rebellious period.

That day, when Rakshasa scolded her, she finally couldn't help it.

"You know how to scold me all day long, from I am sensible to now, have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father?"

And Rakshasa, as a father, of course, loves him very much, the only pearl in his palm.

But the coldness of more than ten years made him still want to say something, "You..."

"Enough, I can't stand you anymore. ”

His daughter yelled and walked away from the starfield.

And he could only watch his only daughter leave with a wry smile.

"Husband, is it really good for you to do this?" the girl's mother appeared beside Rakshasa at some point, and said with a worried and heartbroken face.

In the face of his wife's inquiry, Rakshasa was helpless, and could only smile bitterly: "When she grows up, it's time to leave us and go out for a while." ”

From that moment on, a stunning woman who was invincible in the world moved the entire starry sky.

And the girl's walk is ten years.

In the past ten years, the starry sky has been turbulent, countless forces have been striking, and the smoke of war has covered the entire starry sky.

Countless forces broke their heads, all just to fight for their own section of the starry sky map.

In this era of arrogance, heroes, and rising stars, it can be described as a rare era of cultivation in the ages.

In a splendid field, countless stars rise and fall, countless people who can amaze the ages, in this era can only be short-lived, one moment is still brilliant, the next moment it is silently falling.

But God seems to have played a big joke with this starry sky.

In this era of shining stars, a strange race, with monstrous demonic energy, suddenly appeared in this starry sky.

The infighting of countless forces, at this moment, turned into a battle with that race.

They work together to fight against the race called the Demon Race, which is covered in dark green flames.

From that moment on, the centuries-long tug-of-war between good and evil began.

And Luo Yanyu never knew where to go.

Rakshasa as an existence that can push the entire starry sky horizontally, together with another peak power named Shengyang, whose strength is on par with him, began to integrate the power of the entire starry sky, and while fighting against the demons, he was always worried about his daughter.

On this day, the rakshasas stood in the temple.

With a worried look in his eyes, he looked into the depths of the starry sky.

"Yu'er, I don't know where you are, it's my father's mistake, can you come back?" he muttered, but was heard by his friend who had just arrived.

"Why, I didn't expect that I could suppress the eternal and suppress the brothers of the heavens, and the Shura Sword Venerable was actually in a melancholy relationship with his children?" On the ordinary face of the Holy Yang Immortal Venerable, he was looking at the Rakshasa with a smile and a joke.

Rakshasa was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice of the Holy Yang Immortal Venerable, and then came back to his senses and said, "No... I'm just thinking about my daughter. ”

When Sheng Yang heard his words, his eyes were inexplicable, and after being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "Rakshasa, I have already decided, I will do that matter." ”

As soon as he spoke, Rakshasa was shocked, "What! No, you don't belong to our starry sky, how can you sacrifice your life to help incompetent people like me!"

Rakshasa was excited, but Shengyang's tone was unquestionable, "How can there be eggs under the nest, I have made up my mind, you don't need to say more." After saying that, his figure dissipated and disappeared directly in place.

"Shengyang, even if you don't do that, we still have a chance of life!" Rakshasa roared, his eyes reddening, trying to keep it.

But the voice echoing in the void filled him with frustration, "That glimmer of life can only be exchanged for the desperate efforts of my generation, Rakshasa, don't be controlled by the imperial power that was controlled in the past, remember, my death, the burden of guarding the Heluo universe will be handed over to you, don't let me down, my... Brother!"

As soon as the holy sun went, he did not come back.

And Rakshasa also fell under this starry sky in that great battle.

At the last moment of that battle, Luo Yanyu finally ended his cultivation in a small world.

After a hundred years of polishing, her breath has become more mellow, no longer so sharp, but sharp and restrained.

A hundred years of wandering has also made her mature a lot.

On this day, after she came out of the small world.

The sight was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and countless stars were shouting to the sky.

She was born smart, and she immediately understood that something had happened to this starry sky!

Luo Yanyu's heart trembled, and with the monstrous law, he shuttled through the layers of space.

With the full burst of speed, it only took Luo Yanyu half a day to rush back to the star field where he was.

And the moment she returned.

"Demon pig dog, die to Lao Tzu!"

With a loud roar, her heart was filled with a majestic figure from childhood to adulthood, and the nine-colored golden flame was ignited.

In the midst of Jin Yan, a million-zhang sword light came from the long river of time and slashed into the staggering number of races that made people feel evil at the look.

"Father!"

The howl came out, and it seemed a little hysterical.

Luo Yanyu frantically rushed towards her father, and rushed towards the person who had been extremely strict with her since she was a child.

At this moment, she finally understood what those teachings were.

"Father, don't die, don't die!"

Luo Yanyu rushed towards the Rakshasa, but the demons kept blocking it.

With a sword in her hand, she was like an invincible goddess of war, and wherever she passed, the remaining demons were almost slaughtered by her.

And when she walked up to Rakshasa, Rakshasa was dying.

"Father!"

Luo Yanyu knelt in front of Rakshasa and wept bitterly.

Rakshasa was already far away, and the moment he saw Luo Yanyu, he suddenly returned to his light, and his left hand, which was full of blood, slowly raised and touched Luo Yanyu's face.

And he seemed to be afraid that his blood-filled hand would stain his daughter's face, and slowly fell down.

"Ahem... ,Cough··· , Shengyang, you are right. Under the nest, there will be no eggs. Looking at the world, Rakshasa gradually laughed, "Hahaha..." The laughter changed from small to loud, from bitter laughter to wild laughter. From big to small, from heroic laughter to miserable laughter.

In the laughter, there is hysteria, endless tragedy, and a trace of sadness that wants to save the world from fire and water, but can not do anything.

"Heluo's inheritance will not be broken, and Heluo's life will definitely not be extinct. Rakshasa stroked Shura's blade, his eyes were full of endless sharpness, and the long sword in his hand slashed, cutting off the river of time.

"Go ahead, go find someone who is destined. Go and find the Sword Supreme in fate. The voice is ethereal and sad, and it has been thrown into the long river of time and reached the hearts of future generations for many years.

At the end of his life, Rakshasa didn't pay attention to his daughter, and he didn't pay attention to the daughter who made him think about it for a long time and wanted to see it.

At this last moment, he thought of Heluo sentient beings and Shengyang's words.

With sadness and guilt, he looked at Luo Yanyu.

"Father!"

The sound of grief and yelling came out, and Yan Yu actually made a decision that shocked Rakshasa at that moment.

Like the Rakshasa in the same way, she dissolved her body and flew into the scattered fragments of Shura.

"Yu'er, you, cough..."

The translucent figure, like a streamer, flew towards the fragments of the Shura Divine Sword.

She turned her head, like a rising fairy, and said with a smile: "I do this, it can be regarded as fulfilling your heroic dream, anyway, my vitality has been exhausted, so it is better to put in the hilt of the sword and help you fulfill your unfulfilled wish." ”

This amazed the pretty women of the whole era, and when the oil ran out, they made an amazing decision.

She wants to follow the fragments of the Excalibur and float into the eternal time, looking for someone who is destined.

The father and daughter smiled heartily in the air, and they both understood each other's meaning.

"Hahaha... , Lao Tzu Rakshasa's daughter, as it should be. In Luo Yanyu's sad gaze, the rakshasa was like crystal dust, drifting away.

And Luo Yanyu, when he also flew into the Shura Sword, there was a sound that could shake the heavens.

"Cang Tian gave birth to me Luo Yanyu, just to amaze the eternals!"

She was unwilling, drifting with the sword, although people left, but her fame, her amazing talent, but she survived in this starry sky.

This story, of course, is also recorded in history.

The Heluo universe was calm again, the demon was lifted, and the Heluo monk was greatly injured.

......