At the end of the song, the people dispersed, and the sky was cold, leaving only Wang Ming himself, standing in front of the window, sprinkled with a layer of white brilliance by the moonlight.

"Is this life really coming to an end?"

To this day, he is the only one who is still on the rise, his blood is monstrous, and he is still getting stronger, while other people of the same generation who are still alive have either reached their old age or begun to decline.

Who can sing all the way in life?

Wang Ming looked at the starry sky alone, maybe if they reunite again, there will be fewer people.

At the end of the golden world, the bright scenes of the stars were gone, and the heroes of the year were old, and even many people had died of old injuries.

After the ultimate glory, it has withered, and it has begun to appear.

During this period, Wang Ming went to the ancient road once, and then went to all sides, but unfortunately there were not many strong people left who fought for hegemony on the ancient road, and he saw a few.

In fact, at this point today, Wang Ming has no enemies in his heart, only old people.

The years have been ups and downs, Wang Ming is still young and unbelievable, with crystal body and thick black hair, no different from when he was twenty years old. When he traveled around the world, he met many old people, but they were all old and relatively stunned, and the last glass of wine dissolved all the grievances of the past.

"The God Emperor is invincible, not only in strength, but also in the state of mind, all the enemies of the past have become old in his heart, I hope we will live a long time and live with him......" The emperor looked at the sky and sighed to the stars and moon.

At the end of the golden era, all kinds of heroes are hard to see, and they are really coming to an end.

The world sighed for 10,000 years, how many days were proud, how many red faces, when they were all buried in the years.

However, at the end of this period, some outstanding people suddenly reappeared, and they screamed to the sky to make the last fight in life. The light illuminates the entire universe.

They set the sky on fire like a comet, forever engraved in the annals of history, and ended tragically.

During this time, a man came and asked for a final battle with Wang Ming. Wang Ming looked at him quietly, this former great enemy, the first genius to show the forbidden gods, was really old, with gray hair, but the light in his eyes was so hot, like firelight. He was so eager to have a final showdown with Wang Ming.

"Okay. Wang Ming nodded and agreed to his request.

As a result, there is no suspense, even if he goes against the sky, it will be difficult to resist the blow of the God Emperor, the world is vast, and Wang Ming has long been difficult to find an opponent for hundreds of thousands of years.

Wang Ming healed his Dao injuries with his own blood and qi, turned around and left, and he sat down more than ten thousand years later.

And in the meantime. There are many people who come to challenge, and they burn themselves in the firelight, hoping to fight the God Emperor and end up with no regrets.

Wang Ming fulfilled their wishes. Let the warriors sonorously walk on the road, so that they are sublimated in the firelight, and bloom into a bright smile.

Thousands of years in the blink of an eye!

In the last years of this life, the grand occasion of the stars shining was reproduced. One after another people roared in the world, rushing into the sky, and released brightly under the starry sky. Make the last stand of life without giving in.

It's a pity that in the end, there is no power to defy the sky, no one can become a god, and one after another the flowers of war wither.

Who can sing all the way? The golden era has finally come to an end and is about to come to an end.

One by one withered, and they were never to be seen again.

The golden world is over!

Time is like a knife, cutting the sky!

The whole world was silent, Wang Ming looked at the sky alone, didn't say a word, and no one knew his mood at this time-

In the vast world, I will never see a familiar person again, let alone relatives and friends, or even an enemy, and everyone of the same generation has come to the end and all of them have passed away.

The world is silent!

Late at night, Wang Ming looked up at the starry sky, and didn't move all night, the heroes in this world finally withered, and he could no longer find a person of the same generation.

With a slight sigh, he got up in the morning glow and left Huaxia, never returning for many years.

Huaxia is powerful, all over the universe, even if the great world comes to an end and the people in the door wither, it is still the largest family in the universe, and there is no power to compare.

Wang Ming turned into a mortal, walking alone in the red dust, from one place to another, for many years, but even in the sea of people, there is still a sense of loneliness.

There are no relatives and friends, even the enemies are dead, and it is a terrible silence.

He is a god emperor, his blood is like the sea, he is extremely strong, and it is always difficult for him to leave traces on his body over the years, but he is so lonely, lonely and traveling, he never wants to stop.

Red dust, life is varied, he has gone all the way, all over the world, his heart is still the same, and he is always very silent.

One million and two hundred thousand years old, Wang Ming gave birth to his first gray hair, and looking back, even though he was in the vast sea of people, he felt that the world was even quieter.

Although he stood in the crowd, he didn't feel the red dust of this world, but it was as if he heard the call of another world, which seemed to be the voice of the previous era, and he was incompatible with this world.

What about invincibility in heaven and on earth?

On this red dust, he doesn't know a single person, there are so many people, but they are so far away, even if they go to the end of the world, they will be accompanied by an eternal loneliness.

Vermilion Bird Star, there was an uneasy feeling, and everyone in the clan was in a panic, because the blood and qi of the Vermilion Bird God withered, and the news spread all over the world.

Wang Ming looked up. The next step came to this big star, the flames were beating, the fire trees were in pieces, and there was a magnificent heavenly palace suspended above, and the fire was shining.

The God Emperor is here. Visit the god of Vermilion Bird. The strong men of the clan and the other clans were taken aback, and then they were a little afraid, afraid of his majesty and invincible momentum.

Wang Ming has never been close to the Vermilion Bird God, but now he hopes that he can live a long time.

In this withering world, even the enemy will seem very close, and it is really not easy to meet a contemporary.

"God Emperor, heaven and earth are ruthless, after all, you can't live forever if you don't enter the god realm, I'm really old, you're still so young, it's really awe-inspiring. Old Jin Wu sighed.

Wang Ming did not speak. Just look at him.

"Alas, there is not much life, I realized that it is good to be alive, God Emperor, you have to cherish it. Most of the old Jin Wu's blonde hair turned white, sat on the fire crystal treasure chair, and said, "I finally understand." Why did the primeval god choose to turn into a forbidden area, even I have an impulse. ”

"If you do, I'll get rid of you as soon as possible. Wang Ming said.

The great god of Vermilion Bird smiled bitterly. Said: "In the same life as you, can I do that, but I think you should be prepared, even if you don't turn into a forbidden area, you should seal yourself while your blood is sufficient." Or find a way to delay the consumption of vitality. ”

"You really want me to be self-proclaimed, don't you?" Wang Ming's eyes were as sharp as lightning, as if he could penetrate the heart of a god.

The great god of Vermilion Bird was suddenly embarrassed and stopped saying anything.

Wang Ming stared at him for a long time, smiling for the first time in 200,000 years. "I think you can live another 200,000 years." ”

"God Emperor, you exalt me too much, I think I will sit down in ten thousand years. The great god of Vermilion Bird sighed.

"Yes, I'll come to see you in 10,000 years. If you're still alive, I'll help you get free. Wang Ming laughed.

"Forget it, life and death are fateful, if you can survive for a while longer, it will be an honor to live with the God Emperor. Old Bird said.

Wang Ming had seen the old vermilion bird, and after saying a few words, the loneliness weakened a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief. ended the lonely travel and cultivation in the red dust.

"The years. ”

Wang Ming looked at the first white hair that had fallen down, running Xuangong, his own blood and qi rumbling, and the world was trembling. Thunder was heard in the nine heavens and ten earths!

His body was glowing, his whole body was shining, and the last white hair turned from white to jet black, and his strength and the abundance of Shouyuan were absolutely shocking.

"It's time to go back. ”

Wang Ming took a step. The stars shifted, and instantly appeared in front of Huaxia, and the three temples outside were still steaming. The power of faith is surging and enduring.

The only difference from the past is that the three grand temples were built by the Divine Source instead, absorbing the power of faith without losing the essence of the seal, which was what Wang Ming did back then.

Among the three ancient temples, there is a figure sitting in each side, they are the three gods canonized by the God Emperor, and two of them are already surrounded by blood and energy, accompanied by thunder.

However, Wang Ming sighed, it was really difficult to reunite the true spirit in the divine source after so many years.

In the future, the effect will be weaker, and the deeds of the three heroes will eventually fade away, and they will not be visible in the world, and faith will no longer flourish at that time.

In this regard, only by establishing three more religions may be able to ensure the immortality of the temple.

Wang Ming silently returned to a courtyard in Huaxia - Shenshan, he has not returned for many years, but the generation of Huaxia knows that he must be alive, just because he is the god emperor.

Wang Mingpan sat on the cliff, sacrificed some weapons, as well as array flags, etc., and sprinkled them all over China, which immediately caused the shock of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and then broke out into thunderous cheers.

"God Emperor!"

Now, the Heavenly Soldier Command Tablet and the Heavenly General Order Tablet of the Divine Venerable have been found and have become the secret treasures of Huaxia, and in addition, Wang Ming has also personally refined some magic weapons, any of which is enough to shock the world!

Even if many of the former founders are gone, Huaxia can be brilliantly inherited for many years.

In fact, as long as the God Emperor is alive. Even if there are only a few remnants left in Huaxia, it can be called extremely brilliant and prosperous, and the world is invincible.

Wang Ming traveled far again, and he was deducing with great divine power. To find someone, although I don't believe in the afterlife, but the oath of the year is especially in my ears, promising to find her.

"In the next life, there is faith, there is no faith, the years are long, there will eventually be two identical flowers in the world, looking back for thousands of years, a flower withers, a flower blooms. ”

However, after many years, she could not be found at all, and more than a million years later, she was still unfound.

"I have a hunch that I will meet such a person, isn't it time yet?" Wang Ming is now the God Emperor, and his instinctive intuition is the most terrifying.

He walked through the starry sky, and when he came to the starry sky god path again, he showed surprise for the first time in tens of thousands of years, because he saw a person, who was once the same generation.

"Samoyed!"

At the gate there was an old man, very old, with a clumsy body, and extremely decayed.

"I've seen the God Emperor. ”

Wang Ming showed a different color, more than 1.2 million years have passed, and the Tianjiao Junjie of the same era has died, but this person actually survived.

"I had a dark disease, I should have died 400,000 years ago, and for some reason, I lived out my second life. "Samoyed coughed, and now it's old age.

His realm has never been raised, but he has lived much longer than others. Time was running out, and he came here again, revisiting the old place. I want to walk the path of God again. Although the other party is the eldest prince of the Divine Court, his mentality has long been different now.

Wang Ming grabbed his hand, probed carefully, and sighed lightly, it was indeed as he said, he lived out the second life, and this time it was really coming to an end.

Thousands of years later, Samoyed passed away, old and dead in the starry sky. Wang Ming did not personally kill this original peerless enemy, and Samoyed's words before his death touched Wang Ming a lot. At the same time, it also confirmed some of Wang Ming's speculations.

"My Father Is No Longer My Father......"

Wang Ming was indifferent, he guessed something, and now it has been confirmed.

When Wang Ming was more than 1.4 million years old, he came to the Vermilion Bird Star, and this time there was no need for the Vermilion Bird Clan to spread the news outward, everyone knew that the demon god was going to sit down, because he couldn't control the avenue and spread overwhelmingly. Shocking the human world.

"You're here. "The great god of Vermilion Bird is very bland.

"Giving you one last ride. Wang Ming said.

"Alas!" the old vermilion bird sighed, and Wang Ming I was the greatest sorrow in his life, an enlightened person.

"Do you have anything to say?" Wang Ming asked his last words.

"Do you really want to hear it?" The great god Vermilion Bird has been majestic all his life, and he has suppressed it all his life, with a kind of self-deprecation at this time.

"I want to hear it. Wang Ming said.

"That's good. The Vermilion Bird God nodded. Then his eyes suddenly brightened, a little oppressive, as if he had changed someone, and said, "Go! you! mother! God Emperor." I'll never see you again!"

Wang Ming was stunned, this was his last words?

The great god of Vermilion Bird died very quickly, and the words were finished. This is the end of his life, leaving Wang Ming, who was stunned, touched his chin after a long time.

The universe was shaken, a god died, and the nine heavens and ten earths trembled!

The years have passed, Wang Ming is 1.8 million years old, and he has finally entered his twilight years, and he has lived so long in the human world where the world has changed greatly, which is rare in ancient times.

His hair was already gray, but his blood was not too bad, it was still amazing, but a strange thing happened on this day, and his body grew a layer of golden hair.

"Ominous?" Wang Ming laughed loudly, but his eyes were extremely cold, looking at the starry sky.

In a flash of light, all the golden hairs on his body burned out and disappeared.

Another 100,000 years have passed, and Wang Ming is already 1.9 million years old, and nothing has happened. Since he did not kill himself and did not use any means of immortality, he finally grew old.

However, his mind has never changed, and he wants to live forever.

Jing Ji thought about it, and he began to travel again this year, which was tens of thousands of years, and he was already more than 20,000 years old when he stepped on the starry sky.

Suddenly looking up, he found that he had come to Huaxia on this day, standing in a ruin.

Standing quietly for a long time, Wang Mingmeng turned back, as a god emperor, after the whole world was silent, this was the first time in nearly a million years that he had a strange feeling.

The moment he turned around, he saw a back figure, which was disappearing, and the thin body was very vague in the dark night, a little weird.

can make him feel like this as a god emperor, you can imagine how terrifying!

"Stay!" Wang Ming shouted, he had a quick glimpse of this back a million years ago.

"Ahem......" In the distance, there was an old and violent coughing sound, as if it was about to vomit out the heart-

Wang Ming is the God Emperor, not only is he invincible in the world, but there are few people who can compare with him in the ages, and with such a broken drink, the Dao sound shook the thirty-three layers of heaven.

His white hair was scattered, and he strode forward in pursuit, but the man was also very fast, and did not immediately catch up, they ascended to the sky and entered the sea of stars.

This is definitely a god-level figure, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a world-shattering power, and it is rare in ancient times to cultivate to move the heavens and the earth.

Walking and chasing, the distance gradually approached, and finally the old man returned to Huaxia, came to the ruins, and stood still.

"Who is it?" asked Wang Ming, his expression flat.

"Ahem......" The thin figure coughed violently, slowly turned around, let out a sigh, and sat down on a crouching tiger stone next to him.

Wang Ming strode over and sat on a big bluestone next to him, his strength reached his level, even if the most powerful people in ancient times were resurrected, he could face it calmly.

"Taiyi?" Wang Ming tried to ask.

"It's me. The thin old man nodded, this is not the real body, it is the supreme deity that has been incarnated and manifested in the world.

The simple question and answer is very bland, but if it is spread out, it will definitely shock the eternals, and the legendary Taiyi Tianzun is still in the human world. Not completely dead, unlike what the world knows!

"Daoyou is really powerful, proud of the past and the present, sweeping the forbidden area with his own strength, and his brilliant achievements have shocked the ages. The emaciated old man said as he coughed.

"The predecessors paved the way, and they have almost killed the master in the forbidden area, what are my exploits, it is just a matter of course in this life. Wang Ming said.

Although he was surprised by Taiyi's reappearance, he was not too surprised. After all, the only enlightened person tens of millions of years after the Age of Mythology, it is too abnormal to die like that, and it should be against the genius.

In fact, just from the perspective of Shouyuan, Taiyi Tianzun should not be extinguished.

"I dismembered myself. When the divine soul entered the artifact Linglong Pagoda, he never thought that he would almost really send himself to a dead end. Taiyi Tianzun sighed.

At this time, he revealed his true face, an old man with a clear face and gray hair. The body is long. The eyes are deep. There is a kind of wisdom that is clear about everything.

There are only two supreme artifacts left in this world, one is the Chaos Bell, and the other is the Linglong Pagoda, being able to get one by Taiyi Tianzun and become the master is enough to show his strength.

"You came out to meet me. Do you have any advice?" asked Wang Ming calmly.

"Daoist friends have come this far, as a god emperor, what else can I teach, I just hope to see it. Taiyi Tianzun said with a smile.

Wang Ming was dumbfounded. This is certainly not true. Because when he came back from outside the territory, he had seen the back of Taiyi Tianzun here.

I thought it was just because the God Emperor was in his twilight years, and Taiyi Tianzun came to see it. Just like Wang Ming went to visit the Vermilion Bird God, is this a similar farewell?

"Actually, I came out to thank you, if it weren't for you. I may be in real danger, and I may sleep until I die. Taiyi Tianzun sighed.

"It's a lot of effort, so much to worry about. Wang Ming said.

They talked flatly. But if it is spread out of the outside world, it will definitely set off monstrous waves, and no one knows that there is another Taiyi Tianzun alive. Alive.

One is the God Emperor, and the other is the first person in tens of millions of years after the myth, so the dialogue between the two legendary gods, if they are seen, they will definitely be shocked, which is even more amazing than the most glorious god war in the annals of history.

This is a conversation between the strong people of the Gaidai, they don't talk much, but they involve various taboo topics such as the Great Dao and Immortality.

Taiyi Tianzun expounded his Dao, and now perhaps only the Linglong Pagoda and the Chaos Bell can accommodate his Yuan Shen, which is far stronger than the one who smelted his body with the phoenix wings gilded hammer.

Taiyi Tianzun suppressed the gods in the Linglong Pagoda and opened up a small god realm there, wanting to evolve to the god realm, he wanted to open up a god realm in this world that could live forever.

I have to say that Taiyi Tianzun is amazing ancient and modern, it is really too powerful, and it is necessary to evolve the god realm world that the ancient gods are extremely eager to do with his own strength.

Don't ask for people, don't borrow the power of the external heavens, but create and create a real divine realm by yourself, amazing and against the sky!

The two of them talked about the Great Dao and elaborated on the method of immortality, which can be said to be very speculative, and the plain words contained supreme reason, and there was a feeling of being each other's confidants.

"It's just a failed world, in the Linglong Tower, my life is passing slowly, but after all, it is consuming day by day, and when I reappear in the world one day, it will prove that this path is not going to work, and then it will be my last fight. ”

Taiyi Tianzun stood up after speaking, said goodbye to Wang Ming, and at the same time glanced at it meaningfully, and said, "Daoist friends, take care." ”

Wang Ming nodded, left, and returned to Huaxia, sitting for tens of thousands of years, and in the process he was getting older, and his blood was deteriorating.

But the enemy he was waiting for did not appear, and the similar flower he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. In this way, Wang Ming is getting old day by day, his blood is deteriorating, and when he is more than two million years old, his true hero is twilight, just like the sunset that is about to fall.

He was waiting for the ominous to happen, waiting for the enemy, but after the golden hair on his body appeared, he sat in Huaxia and never changed again.

White-haired shawl, the world will never see an old man again, Wang Ming is tired, his face is full of traces of time, a person stands in the familiar heavenly palace, but the seat of the old man in the past is empty, just like his heart, empty.

"Report to the God Emperor!"

Outside the Heavenly Palace, there is an ancestor who is extremely respectful, that is Zhao Bo's descendants who don't know how many generations, and his cultivation is extraordinary, and now he is one of the giants of China.

In this withering world, the Dharma Dao is suppressed, the demigods are invisible, and the ancestor is already a peerless combat power.

It has been a million years since anyone came here to report to Wang Ming, because he had already ordered that if there was no matter of life and death, he should not come here to disturb. This heavenly palace has been sealed in dust, and cobwebs have formed out.

"What's the matter?" asked Wang Ming.

When he heard that someone in the Heavenly Palace responded, Zhao Yongmou was overjoyed, and even trembled with excitement, Huaxia now heard the voice of the God Emperor, let alone saw that the God Emperor was already more than two million years old, and he was still in the world, which was a miracle and a surprise. (To be continued......)