"The Emperor of Destruction is actually a woman!" the handsome young man and the imperial envoys were shocked. They don't know much about the things of the ancient times, and they don't know much about the story of the Emperor who destroyed it.

After all, thousands of years have passed. As future generations, they don't even know much about the history of ancient times, let alone ancient times.

Now I heard the white-haired old man say that one of the peerless twin gods who shook the world in ancient times, the Emperor of Destruction turned out to be a woman. How could they not be shocked, and how could they dare to imagine?

"Yes, the Emperor of Destruction is a woman. However, my master respected his old man and said that although the Emperor of Destruction was a loner all her life, arrogant and domineering by nature, and fierce and vicious, she was kind-hearted and an affectionate woman!"

This kind of affection does not hesitate to become an enemy. spent his whole life in despair, and until he died, he didn't forgive that man. ”

The white-haired old man had a look of sorrow on his face, and he seemed to know a lot about the story of the Broken Emperor. Especially when he talked about the man, his expression couldn't help but become trance-like.

Of course, he just sighed, just disobeyed by the tragic life of the Broken Emperor. You must know that the Broken Emperor in ancient times was the goddess that countless people dreamed of.

As a junior, he knows a lot of stories about the destruction of the Great Emperor. So he has always had a great grudge against the deep affection of the Broken Emperor, and felt that the man was too ruthless.

The handsome young man seemed to be touched, and said, "Who is that man, and why is he so affectionate even for the Emperor of Destruction?"

The white-haired old man sighed and said, "That man is none other than the Phantom Emperor who is the same as her. ”

"Phantom Emperor?" the handsome young man's eyes showed surprise. In fact, he had guessed that the person who could make the Emperor of Destruction emotional, probably the Phantom Emperor.

It was only when the white-haired old man said it that he really felt pitiful for the Emperor of Destruction, and the pity made people feel very sorry.

"Yes, the Phantom Emperor gave up everything in his life to become a god. Destroying the love of the emperor is one of everything. ”

"This is destiny and cannot be changed. What people gain by living will also lose something. There is no such thing as a perfect life, only tragic and painful endings. ”

The white-haired old man's words were serious. The handsome young man was deeply touched, and so were the left and right envoys beside him.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. The battle between the black dragon and the strong of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion was fierce, although the strong of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion was hit hard, but the split soul of the black dragon has existed for a long time after all.

It was already terrifying for a true god to be able to display such a powerful power at this time, but it couldn't last long.

After all, thousands of years have passed, and it is difficult for even the main body to survive for such a long time, let alone just a split soul of it.

"Boom ......"

All the cultivators in the audience were attentive and watched the ferocity of the battle between the Black Dragon and the powerhouse of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion. No one noticed that at this moment, a white circle of light was gradually emerging from the fire-colored magma of Black Dragon Peak, like a white worm.

Soon, the worm grew larger. When it was the size of a palm, a blue light suddenly passed through the air.

Everything happened very quickly, and it was done in a flash of light.

This white circle of light is the passage formed by the white-haired old man for the handsome young man with his power, the passage to the ruins of ruins. The blue light is the figure of a handsome young man.

How terrifying the white-haired old man was, his presence was unknown to everyone in the audience. Even the many peerless powerhouses on the scene failed to feel the slightest breath of his existence.

"Is this the powerhouse of the Western Heavenly God Mansion? Why is it such garbage? He can't even clean up a black dragon soul!"

At this moment, a voice full of disdain sounded from the distant sky, it was the voice of an old woman.

Followed by

A figure emerged from the void, it was indeed an old woman. His hair is gray and his face is full of wrinkles.

As soon as she appeared, dozens of figures appeared again in the sky behind her. At first glance, it's beautiful.

The cultivators present all looked up in unison, only to see a group of brightly dressed women, coming like fairies.

In the midst of this group of women, there are several women carrying an eight-treasure exquisite sedan chair, draped in gold, silver and jewelry, shining brightly. The next engraved nine-colored phoenix, dancing gently, dazzling.

Between heaven and earth, the charming fragrance is fragrant, and a soul-breaking song begins to play slowly, which is melodious and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

I saw that among the women who had never carried the sedan chair. Several people held the pipa and played it gently, and some people held Changxiao and blew it in a low voice.

The singing in the sky is subdued and frustrated, which makes people immersed in it and has endless aftertaste. Even the black dragon lost his soul in this graceful singing, and was quickly suppressed by the powerhouses of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion.

"This is the Holy Maiden of the Bitter Immortal Sea!" among the tens of thousands of cultivators, I don't know who shouted, and suddenly the whole audience was in an uproar.

As another second-order power in the Western Heaven Domain, the Bitter Immortal Sea has always been a paradise that countless male cultivators yearn for.

Because, the Bitter Immortal Sea is the only one of the eight second-rank major forces in the Hero Continent that only has female cultivators.

Moreover, every female cultivator among them was extremely beautiful. Especially the saintess, she is simply a fairy descending from heaven.

In the entire Hero Continent, the name of the Holy Maiden of the Bitter Immortal Sea is like thunder. Almost everyone knows about it, no one knows it.

Of course, this is not only because she is beautiful, but also because she is extremely powerful. Among all the younger generations of the Hero Continent, they are all in the top ten terrifying existences.

The cultivators, young and old, all had admiration and jealousy. There are even people who are already kneeling in the air to worship.

"It turned out that the Holy Maiden of the Bitter Immortal Sea came, no wonder someone was so rampant and shouting, it really embarrassed the Holy Maiden!"

Suddenly, a domineering voice came from the distant sky.

In just an instant, a young man wearing a golden armor appeared in front of the Eight Treasures Exquisite Sedan chair, heroic and extremely handsome. As a result, the audience screamed one after another.

Why is that?

Because, this young man in golden armor is the first person of the younger generation of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion, the Holy Son of the Western Heaven!

"Western Heavenly Holy Son, why are you here too!" The bitter old woman of the Immortal Sea who scolded the strong people of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion just now for being garbage, the expression in her eyes changed, and she was shocked in her heart.

Who is the Holy Son of the West Heaven, that is the young generation of big people at the same level as her Bitter Immortal Sea Holy Maiden. Looking at the entire Hero Continent, it is a well-deserved pride of the sky.

"You old woman, you are shameless. Your saints are here, so how can I not give face to the wind in the west?"

The old woman who was in the sea of bitter immortals was holding back a breath of anger in her heart and wanted to explode, but was stopped by the next voice.

"Holy Son of the Tempest, my family is reckless, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

The voice that said this came from the eight-treasure exquisite sedan chair. It's like a hollow valley orchid, and it's beautiful.

Hearing a sound is like seeing a person, and the sound alone can fascinate a hero. If you see a real person, wouldn't you be fluttering and immortal?