Chapter Seventy-One: The Red Huang Rebellion

And at this moment, in the body of the Yan Emperor, the weapon that was originally integrated burst out with infinite energy, like a desolate sea, turbulent and surging, and the rolling rivers rushed towards the mysterious seed with a huge amount of energy.

These are the original energies hidden in the weapon, and at this time, as if they had been discussed, several streams of energy were injected into the red lotus seeds at the same time, and the source of this change was the red lotus relic.

And above the heavens, or in a foreign time and space, maybe under the long river of fate, or in the cycle of years.

The end of heaven and earth, the world of the human world. An illusory shadow appeared in Emperor Yan's heart, saying that it was illusory and just like reality, but it was just untouchable. It's an unknown emotion, or a certain obsession of someone.

"Kunlong!" mysterious and ghostly, illusory, from heaven and earth, from the heart.

Accidents, accidents, shouts, parting.

Heaven and earth are silent, and the world is ink. There is still a piece of red light shining in the thousands, which will make the entire mountain forest, the entire wilderness, and the entire Chonglong Mountain Range awaken.

For a long time, the sun and the moon have been without light for a long time, the heavens and the earth are all colorless, only the vast sky is flying and cracking, and only the lonely and reckless roaring and fighting has no night.

The war, the chaos, the mania, the restlessness.

Moreover, the sound of war drums from the human race resounded in all directions like thunder in the nine heavens, and the ghost bell often rang in the dark night, indicating that this was an unusual night.

Earth-shattering, turning day and night upside down. It is the armor that is clanging, the totem is hunting and flying, and the soldiers are alternating.

It's the sound of war, it's the sound of chaos. It's a mourning voice, and it's a ghost howl.

The horns of the sky are not satisfied with each other, blowing in the wind in the heavens and the earth, transmitting one message after another, this is the battle training from the frontier of the gods, the letter eagle hovering in the sky, searching for tribes everywhere with sharp eyes.

In the distance, the wolf smoke wafting in the sky and earth can be seen from a long distance, it connects the cosmic sky, and also blocks thousands of stars and moons.

At this moment, the world of the gods, the world of the great wilderness. The king's country has begun to change, and chaos is impacting this long-rotten world.

From the divine wilderness, to the great wilderness, and then to the entire world, countless beacon smoke spread to countless hells, and thousands of poems are not enough to describe the changes at this moment.

Heaven and earth, the world of the world, how many years? There has never been such a moment that is exciting, and even the soul is trembling with excitement.

At this moment, heaven and earth resonate, and the sun and the moon are bright.

The rivers and tsunamis, the turbulent waves of the turbulent times resounded in the nine heavens, the heroes and heroes, and the ambition of the emperor who looked down on the world was engraved under the wolf's book.

The real war, the rhythm of the troubled times, opens at this moment, and whether the future will be a triumphant music or the final chapter of the end times is also undecided.

The premature retreat of the avenue is the era of the fall of the emperor and the generation of the rise of the human male.

This kind of change that occurs today also occurred a long time ago, it was the beginning of troubled times, and it was also the beginning of prosperous times.

It's just that today came too suddenly, people were caught off guard, maybe the situation has become worse, more serious than I imagined, this is a catastrophe or a catastrophe.

"Boom!"

The heavens seemed to feel the sorrow of the earth, countless tears made it angry, the roaring thunder set fire to vent the anger of the blue sky, and the thunderbolts of thunderbolts spread their teeth and claws in the sky.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the world felt an inexplicable feeling, as if the sky was about to fall, as if the world was going to be destroyed.

Click!

Everything collapsed silently, but I didn't notice it.

"Ding...... Be ......!"

A long and long voice came from outside the four poles of the human world, vibrating the Nine Poles Divine Prefecture and shaking the soil of all souls in the world.

It was not an illusion, nor an auditory hallucination, but the pillar of heaven that supported it collapsed.

At the end of the sky, a crack opened, like an abyss, and a real black world appeared in the corner of this heaven and earth, appearing at the edge of the world, and outside the world.

Such changes have alarmed too many mysteries, they appear in heaven and earth, emerge in the cycle of time, and also make the eternal years chaotic.

In a flash, the world changes. In an instant, the Eastern Earth Chihuang Divine Prefecture, far beyond the Divine Desolation, suffered the greatest catastrophe in the ages, and the war from the Eight Great Divine Prefectures invaded that sacred land.

In the realm of Shenzhou, thousands of miles of beacon fire are endless, and thousands of miles of wolf smoke are not extinguished. Everywhere there is a blood-colored world, everywhere there is a black hell, everywhere there is the smell of decay. Dense, like locusts, swarming demons, tearing at a royal place.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood red.

Puzzled, puzzled, who affected him at this important moment? Interrupted his cultivation, let himself fall short, and nullify all the efforts he had made in the past.

Rage, rage, rage enough to burn the wilderness, enough to stain the firmament.

"Ah...... Who is it?"

I am cultivating, I am strengthening my body, I am about to break through, and there will be such an accident, so fast that I don't have time to react, so fast that I will lose everything at once.

Is it really God?

That strange feeling, that inexplicable panic, was the suppression of the Tao, and it was not allowed that day. If it's God's punishment, then let the gods show up to fight!

He died without regrets.

Like this, I don't know why. When he was about to complete his work, he was repelled by Shengsheng, and he didn't understand what was going on.

What's wrong with you? What's wrong with the desolate people in this world? Who denied their existence? Is it God or Heaven?

That's right, I have to fight for the world, fight against the gods, fight against the sky, no matter who it is, what obstacles are in the way, I can't stop my heart that is firm day and night.

"I want to become an emperor, to become a real emperor, to climb to a higher position, until I can control myself and use it, and I can change the powerlessness of this world. ”

Roaring, a mouth full of blood, blood flowing from the heart, and tears flowing down from the face.

But is that enough? What is this pain? Once you lose your way, the scars are all over your body, and there are incurable wounds, irreparable losses, and fatal blows one after another.

Do you want to admit defeat? Do you want to admit defeat to God?

"No ......!"

The cold weapon is still inserted in the body, still stinging the nerves, even if you send your life to Huangquan, even if you don't enter reincarnation, you have to live well in this life.

The pain was heavier, the blood was flowing non-stop, and it might not be long before I was literally dead in the wilderness.

"I can't die, I still have unfulfilled promises, I still have people I haven't seen, how can I fall here?"

The voice was already hoarse, the roar was useless, the whole body had long been scattered, the power of the day before yesterday was long gone, and now he couldn't even lift his hand to hold the sky.

He kept roaring, as if he wanted to retreat from his impending fate, as if to dispel the misery that had fallen.

It's just that terrible things have happened, cracks have appeared on the bones, the soul seems to be broken, and the will is gradually sleeping.