Chapter 242: Feng Ming
The light of the morning sun shines in all directions, and the warm sunlight dispels the cold of the night.
Since the arrival of the Red Night Zerg, night has become a time of fear for countless creatures.
When the night comes, without the constraints of the sun, the crimson demon star hanging on the black canopy will bring a stronger increase in power to the Red Night Zerg than during the day, and every night is also the manic period of those terrifying insects and beasts, compared to the day, the Red Night Zerg in the night is more fierce and crazy!
In some of the towns that were breached by the Red Night Zerg, there was a scene of desolation, broken tiles, and ruins, and after the night passed, the survivors of the ruins who survived the slaughter of the Red Night Zerg crawled out of the ruins.
Just as these survivors were preparing to fight for their survival today, they were suddenly shocked to find that the morning light seemed to be much warmer than the previous two days. And it was at this time that an exclamation came from nowhere.
"Demon Star! The demon star is gone! ”
The uproar gradually rang out, and according to the new rules of doomsday survival, such a roar was obviously incorrect, and such a mad roar would only lead to death faster. However, at this moment, the people who looked at the heavenly domain where the original demon star was located could no longer control their bodies, they carnivaled, roared wildly, and cried with joy.
That damn Red Night Demon Star is gone! Looking up at the cloudless blue sky, there is only that ** day hanging on it, how can there be any terrible demon star that reveals an ominous atmosphere.
Recalling the last period before dawn, the majestic and grand voice that appeared in the sky, for a while, I don't know how many people knelt down in the direction of the Longzhou Imperial City. The Great Emperor tore apart the terrible demon star. At this moment, the people who are grateful to the tears firmly believe that every qiē will get better in a better direction!
Just when the whole Kyushu was cheering. There was a long silence in the palace hall of the Longzhou Imperial City.
Zhao Ping's transcendent saint looked at the clear blue sky, his eyes full of emotion. Ji Yongchang, the virtuous emperor who has ruled Kyushu for 100 years and worked diligently day and night, is gone. In the first rays of golden light of the morning light, it disappeared into the sky along with the endless sea of resentment, as if it had been purified, turning into endless points of light and sprinkling in all directions.
Carrying 30 million resentments, Emperor Ji's true spirit collapsed in a few breaths, and the terrifying speed of dispersion made even the mighty Tongtian Saint of the Avenue of Death only snatch the last trace of Emperor Ji's soul essence.
Carefully sealing a dark blue crystal the size of a little finger into a black page that appeared out of nowhere, Zhao Ping sighed and looked at the faint outline of Emperor Ji on the page, and couldn't help but shake his head again.
According to Zhao Ping's original plan, Emperor Ji should have a chance to be reincarnated. However, this extremely intelligent Emperor Ji obviously discovered something, and directly communicated his special identity to the heavens and the earth as a human emperor, and took all the blame for the attack of the Red Night Zerg on him.
This also made Emperor Ji, who was supposed to have merit descended into the world, directly disgusted by heaven and earth, and when Emperor Ji was burdened with 30 million resentments, Emperor Ji's body appeared on the surface of a scarlet arc that represents great sin and great evil.
Ji Huang is indeed extraordinary, but he is not an immortal saint, his body and his soul are still quite fragile, when the human luck that entangles Ji Huang's body and the evil thoughts of the sea of resentment cancel each other. Emperor Ji's body and soul also reached their limit at this moment.
The soul is shattered, and the true spirit is shattered!
In the end, the bones of the supreme emperor of Kyushu were gone, and all that was left was the last trace of true spirit in Zhao Ping's hand that was sealed into the pages of death. And Emperor Ji, who could have been reincarnated immediately, had to postpone the time of reincarnation for a thousand years.
"Tongtian Sage ......" The first princess Ji Teng, who had opposed her father from the beginning, seemed to weaken the fear of the saint in her heart at this moment, and she said tremblingly. The eyes that looked at the saint of Tongtian were full of expectation.
Only Himeto, the imperial daughter, understands how great her father is, while being a world overlord. He is also an excellent father, and even if he is tired and tired, this emperor will try his best to find time to teach his children personally.
Zhao Ping shook his head slightly. Looking at the "Dead Page" in his hand, he sighed: "Only snatch a trace of the true spirit, with the power of this seat." To fully restore it...... It will take at least a thousand years. ”
However, just as Zhao Ping sighed for Emperor Ji, Zhao Ping's afterglow caught a glimpse of a trace of golden light quietly emerging in the air, and they stubbornly burrowed into the dead page.
Zhao Ping was slightly stunned, and then seemed to think of something and showed a look of sudden realization.
Hearing Zhao Ping's report of a thousand years, the whole person of the Empress Ji Teng fell into a state of decadence, but the next moment she heard the suspicious cry of the saint in front of her, Ji Teng was stunned and hurriedly looked up at the Tongtian saint: "Saint, is there something wrong again?" ”
The purple-robed saint's face showed a look of pleasure, as if he had discovered something that made him breathe a sigh of relief: "It doesn't take a thousand years, if you follow this way, within a hundred years, Emperor Ji's soul will be able to reincarnate at the level." However, the premise is that the princess can carry out activities according to the requirements of the layout of this seat. ”
“…… Well? The old ministers of the dynasty, the rest of the princes and princesses, who were originally sighing with the princess, were stunned at the same time, and looked at the saint who had changed his words abruptly.
"Spread the news that the dispersal of the Red Night Demon Star was done by Emperor Ji. Be careful, work as much as you can, and the more people who know about it, the better! At the same time, build a temple to make wax figures for Emperor Ji! ”
Several saints beside Zhao Ping were shocked at the same time, and the Flame Saint was even more stunned: "This is the method of Shinto cultivation?" ”
"That's right, the power of faith can repair and strengthen the soul! This seat has just discovered that there is already a trace of faith power condensing, and if you want to make Emperor Ji recover faster, the statue of the god can speed up his recovery. After all, with what Emperor Ji is doing today, he really deserves to build a temple and erect a statue for him. However, the temple of Jihuang should not be too much, and Shinto is not suitable for Emperor Ji, so no more than three thousand temples are the most suitable. ”
Hearing the explanation of the Tongtian Sage, the eyes of the royal family lit up. Among them, Ji Teng, who was eager to save his father, did not hesitate to give a big gift to Zhao Parallel: "Thank you Tongtian Sage for your advice!" ”
Zhao Ping chuckled and shook his head and didn't say anything, just looked at the sky outside the window and looked back at the four saints beside him: "Everyone, it's almost time, it's time to make a move." ”
"No!" In response to the sudden words of the Tongtian Saint, a faint smile appeared on the faces of the four saints at the same time.
"Hezhou can hand it over to this seat and the three eyes, and the other two places will be assigned by yourself." An excited light flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed saint, and an extremely strong battle intent appeared on the purple-robed saint's body.
The Flame Saint and the two old friends beside him glanced at each other, and there was a hint of a smile in their eyes when they looked at the Tongtian Saint, "Sure enough, it's Tongtian, in that case, you can take care of the most difficult place, and the other two can be handed over to us." ”
Zhao Ping nodded lightly, and in the next moment, a purple-black demon lotus appeared on the bottom of his feet, the lotus petals closed, and the figure of the purple-robed saint disappeared in an instant.
And it was at this moment that a loud phoenix roar came from the sky! (To be continued......)