There was a kind of desolation everywhere in the wind, even the mortals who had no cultivation tacitly stopped their movements and quietly looked at the direction of the imperial city, where there was a Dao divine light piercing the void, and all kinds of visions were evolving in the extreme. Mortals have mortal happiness, mortals also have mortal helplessness, they vaguely know that in the imperial city, the emperor is fighting, and an unrivaled being, for the ethereal future of Fengyu, everyone silently prays, praying that their emperor can live!

Among mortals, it is not when a figure who opens his eyes of heaven appears, turning into a curtain of light, showing everyone the great battle in the imperial city, in the light curtain, a majestic figure has almost been pierced for a long time, and a large area of blood is left, but it is still standing, that is the emperor of Fengyu.

Fengyu was weeping, mortals bent down and knelt down, bowing their heads towards the emperor who appeared in the sky, some old people were already crying, this is the emperor who has guarded them for hundreds of years, but now they are dyed with blood for Fengyu's golden robe, and the god-like blood shadow is deeply reflected in their eyes, even the peerless saintly power of the forbidden sages cannot cover the slightest.

"Long live my emperor, long live......" In the wind, the mourning sound of the landslide and tsunami sounded, and the cry went straight into the sky, making the entire Western Regions shake, and let those three ancient inheritances who had long been indifferent rise a stream of blood, this is the cry of the human race, the cry of mortals, and no force can stop it.

The emperor of Fengyu died, and the heads of the other two major families also left, and all the inheritances that rushed to it were not in time, and the three mountain-like figures still did not fall, surrounding the forbidden sages, and did not take a step back until death, and the blood flowed down from under his feet, spreading in the drizzle, staining the land of the imperial city red.

"Emperor, dead!" Under the canopy, Fengyu's millions of mortals couldn't raise their heads, tears mixed with rain washed over the piece, at this moment, no one thought about what the future of Fengyu would be, but there was a sincere heart, which shattered as the crown fell.

"Long live my emperor, long live!" The last cry shouted, Feng Yu suddenly quieted down, everyone stood up, the heads of the rain fell high, and the deep pride surged out wildly at this moment, the emperor is dead, no one can withstand their kneeling, they will not worship anyone again, their eyes are scarlet, revealing monstrous hatred, as if they want to pierce the sky.

"Bloody Feng family, Fengyu doesn't need to stay!" The forbidden sage walked out, and said coldly in his mouth, there was a terrible crack in the center of Pengshou's eyebrows, which was cut off by the power of the small world, and it could not be healed for the rest of his life, and the sage's Dao was also broken from then on, and it could not be continued. The descendants of the Thirteen Sages are terrifying, four months ago they laid down the arm of one sage, and today they cut off the path of another sage, which is a terrible achievement in the era when the sages of the human race do not come out.

"If the Feng family dies, you will stay today!"

As soon as the words of the forbidden sage fell, in the drizzle, a white figure slowly walked in, white clothes and white hair, the face was like jade, and the demeanor was peerless, it was an extremely young figure, however, the meaning of the endless years revealed by those vicissitudes of life was deeply inconsistent with it.

The Eastern Emperor, Xuan is shocking, this is a legendary Tianjiao, but his life is full of pathos, walking back on the road of sages, in front of the bloody body, even if he falls a qiē to continue his life, it is irretrievable, and he disappeared from the world three thousand years ago, and never appeared again.

"What is this?" In the imperial city, a tearful old figure suddenly showed a touch of surprise and deep thought.

"Three thousand years ago, the person who took away the Ninth Princess, the Eastern Emperor, Xuan was shocked!" Another old man sighed lightly, saying something that the world had long forgotten, Nine Princesses, this is a taboo title, and to this day, Fengyu still has no royal daughter who has been named the Ninth Princess since then. Three thousand years ago, the Nine Princesses and the Eastern Emperor fell in love at first sight, but they were repeatedly opposed by the Eastern Regions Divine Dynasty and the Fengyu Imperial Family, but the two of them came together with the slightest intention of giving up.

"The Ninth Princess may be right, she didn't choose the wrong person!" the old man sighed in his heart, looking at the white figure and muttering softly.

"This is her hometown, no one can destroy it, not even the ban!" Xuan Zhen's words were very light, but he was full of firmness, and when he said a word, the cold rain suddenly stopped, and above the sky, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, revealing a touch of morning sun after the rain.

"Arrogance!" the forbidden sage was furious, a round of pitch-black bright moon hung behind him, the black divine light rose and fell, exuding the coldness of the skull, and the bright moon shone high, competing with the morning sun......

"The sages of the human race!" All the people in the five domains who are paying attention to this battle are stunned, and then their faces show a look of ecstasy, there will be no mistake, the white peerless figure is the sage of the human race, and the words follow the law, this is the power of the law only the sages have, many people have fallen into the madness of happiness, in the chaotic times of this royal family, countless inheritances have been overwhelmed, and there is almost no hope, and at this time, the human race finally walked out of a sage, and brought a ray of dawn to the human race again.

"That's the Eastern Emperor, the prince of the Eastern Regions God Dynasty three thousand years ago, invincible!" Someone in the human race recognized the white figure, the peerless Tianjiao, but his life was full of pathos, but when he walked out again, it was three thousand years later.

"Didn't he cut off a qiē!" Someone questioned, this matter is not a secret, the Eastern Emperor still can't save Hongyan's life, so that countless people lament, this is a generation of Tianjiao, crowned the Eastern Regions, was crowned emperor, but also shows that he has the hope of stepping into the void in the future, and embarked on the road of the emperor.

"It's been three thousand years, who knows what happened, and he can still start all over again, but he cut it all at that time, even if the colorful divine light was abandoned, even if he started all over again, I'm afraid he won't have the invincible combat power he had at the beginning!"

The imperial city of Fengyu is so lonely now, it seems that only the white figure is supporting the sky of the imperial city between heaven and earth, and the forbidden sages are like a moat, which looks insurmountable.

Xuan sighed lightly, a faint ripple flashed in his vicissitudes of life, and a pair of jade-like hands waved the three deceased figures into the immortal weapon in front of him, and immediately shot out a sage's breath, the immortal weapon seemed to have a sense, and with a sad roar, it turned into a meteor and flew in the direction of the three clans.

"Who are you!" The forbidden sage's face flashed solemnly, and there was a hint of jealousy towards the white-clothed figure in front of him, this was a premonition of crisis, and the breath that seemed to be absent put a lot of pressure on him, and he had a feeling of palpitations.

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