Collapsed, Ding fell, the emperor soldier in the hands of the village chief, the Huangquan staff had already pierced Ye Luo's chest!

Heaven and earth tremble, hell shakes!

The blood on Ye Luo's chest burst out in the darkness, bewitching like a flower.

Time seems to stand still in this moment.

The Huangquan Staff is the real pre-primeval imperial soldier, even if it has not fully awakened, but above the imperial soldier, carrying an incomparable, terrifying and anti-heaven killing machine and cold Heavenly Dao law, it has been like a flood, frantically pouring into Ye Luo's body.

Ye Luo's body, centered on his chest, was showing supreme terrifying cracks like spider webs.

The tip of the Huangquan staff had already pierced Ye Luo's heart.

Ye Luo's heart was about to burst almost instantly.

However, in Ye Luo's heart, the three red threads that were dyed and left by the ancient beasts, after mutation, were contaminated with Ye Luo's breath, and at this moment, they were stretched wildly, and they were like threads, binding Ye Luo's broken heart.

At the same time, in Ye Luo's body, which had been silent for a long time, the tiny, but ancient and mysterious bronze coffin that had been in Ye Luo's body finally reappeared at this time.

These two tiny, imprint-like bronze ancient coffins are the two ancient coffins that Ye Luo got into Ye Luo's body before the great changes of heaven and earth, when he met a donkey in Nanjiang City, in the ruins of the demolition area, and when he killed the old man in the island country in Nanjiang City.

On top of these two ancient coffins, one is engraved with an ancient text: Wild, and the other is engraved with an ancient text: candle!

Ye Luo's body, at the moment when it was on the verge of rupture, the two ancient coffins that were parasitic in the depths of Ye Luo's body finally reappeared.

"Huangquan Staff, the hell before the primeval times, the tenth hall of Yama!" In one of the ancient coffins, at this moment, there was a surprised voice, it seemed that there was someone in the coffin, after sleeping for endless years, finally woke up!

And in Ye Luo's left hand, Ye Luo, who used the power of sacrifice for the first time and struck desperately, finally completed the final sacrifice at this time!

The saint-level frost cold divine spear was completely sacrificed and transformed into endless, terrifying energy!

Ye Luo was also at this moment, and finally understood the true law of sacrifice.

Ye Luo was also at this moment, and finally understood that sacrifice was terrifying, but every real sacrifice was to burn Shouyuan at the cost of it before it could be truly performed!

As Ye Luo, who is equivalent to the Yuan infant stage and refining the body, now has a longevity of three hundred and ten years, and the sacrifice and transformation of a saint-level frost cold divine spear actually directly burned the three hundred years of longevity!

Ye Luo's sideburns turned directly into gray hair!

Sacrifice against the sky, but there is a price to pay for the supreme horror!

However, at this time, Ye Luo's eyes were cold and terrifying, and he completely injected the endless, terrifying and terrifying sacrificial power and the transformation of the entire Frost Cold Divine Spear into the tip of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

"Buzz!"

Ye Luo's left hand, which had already completed the sacrifice, suddenly grasped the Huangquan Staff of the Emperor Soldier, and the tip of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, which had already been slashed towards the ** village chief, was injected with the power of endless rage, anti-heaven ancient and mysterious sacrifice, and in an instant, it was completely awakened!

On the tip of the sword, a supreme terrifying killing intent that seemed to be about to suppress all races burst out directly!

Murderous intent, monstrous!

Above the tip of the sword, there seems to be an endless soul.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of miles away, the other end of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword seemed to feel something at this time, and at this moment, it burst out with a supreme, monstrous emperor-level killing intent, shaking the ancient and huge Shangqing Sect!

Shangqing Sect, shake.

Sword falls!

The village chief, who has always seemed to hold everything in his hands, finally revealed a touch of surprise, shock, and horror in his eyes at this moment.

In front of him, this Eastern Wilderness, an ant-like young man, actually woke up directly with a crippled imperial soldier!

His body retreated!

However, once the imperial soldiers woke up, how could they escape by regressing!

** The village chief, after taking a step back, has already understood this truth, as the once supreme and terrifying Emperor of the Heavens, the Tenth Hall Yama, he knows the horror of the imperial soldiers better than anyone else.

The sword fell, and in an instant, he reacted.

He wanted to withdraw the Huangquan Staff, but the realm had fallen very seriously, and he had been able to withdraw the Huangquan Staff from Ye Luo's chest at once, after forcibly semi-awakening him, and performing several large-scale forbidden techniques in a row.

Because, one of Ye Luo's hands at this time was holding the Huangquan staff.

The horror in his eyes grew!

The sword fell, and his hand instantly pinched the most ancient and mysterious talisman, which seemed to be full of talismans that were completely in harmony with hell and full of endless vitality.

"Click-"

However, at the moment when the sword fell, that talisman was completely shattered directly!

The sword fell from the top of his head, and then it carried endless killing intent, and the terrifying, mysterious, and killing intent of the Great Emperor level of suppressing all races, slashed down!

His body was directly beheaded!

Blood spills!

Hell shakes, screams!

In the sky, at this moment, a rain of blood suddenly fell!

The emperor fell, and the heavens and the earth wept blood!

In hell, before, the beautiful, Luoshui-like girl who walked in front of Ye Luo to pull out the white flag, seemed to feel something at this time, her eyes were empty and lonely.

She looked up in the direction of the Eternal Reincarnation Altar.

"Dead?"

A line of tears flowed from her eyes.

Tears fall, dripping on the earth, a red flower, in tears, blooming.

She hummed another nursery rhyme, a nursery rhyme full of sadness, desolation, and mourning, Hell, once before the primeval period, prosperous, suppressed all races, the mystery of endless life, the ancient hell, has it come to an end?

The back of a dynasty has fallen.

The ten people who used to be close together, like brothers and sisters, like-minded, had lived and died together, shared hardships, and were also young and frivolous, freshly dressed and angry, youth, years, and passion.

In the endless years, has anyone ever wondered if this will be the end?

The collapse of a dynasty, the collapse of the **.

Eternal life, reincarnation, all people, live and die in a single thought.

Tired.

Tired.

The years have been buried in endless time after all.

However, by the bridge, by the Sansheng Stone, and the flowers on the other side of the river, at the moment when the woman fell into tears, it completely bloomed, and a sea of blood-stained flowers connected the city.

"Boom—"

The altar of eternal reincarnation finally collapsed completely, the heavens and the earth changed greatly, trembling, and the entire sky completely presented a blood-red, endless blood rain, dripping into a river of blood in the world!

(End of chapter)