Mo Yibai, the master of the floating tomb, looked at this, although his face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely shocked.

The emperors came to the world and bloomed their last glory.

Emperor Fulong, Emperor You, Emperor Shaoqing and others all died, and the will that remained in the world was completely dead.

Even the Great Emperor Nangong, who was at his peak, the several emperor arrows he condensed with his heart's blood played a great role, and he gathered together with the divine powers of the emperors, and finally blocked this sword.

It's just that since the Great Nangong War, his blood has been defeated, he has been seriously injured, and he no longer has the strength to fight.

"Lone can only do it here, and the rest is up to the gentlemen."

Emperor Nangong glanced at the people in the Floating Tomb, his eyes darkened, his body tilted, and he fell down.

On the bloody battlefield, only the people of the Floating Tomb remained.

The several swords slashed by Beigong Xin were stopped by the emperors one by one, gaining valuable time for the Eight Tombs to seal the sky in the Fusheng Tomb.

"Cut this life, bury the sky!"

The people of the Floating Tomb had already prepared and buried themselves in the ancient coffin.

In all directions, there are a total of eight ancient tombs.

Bagua Tomb, Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui.

Senior brother Dongfang Mo, entered the tomb of Qianzi.

The second senior sister Meng Xiaoxiao entered the Kunzi tomb.

The third senior brother Zhuge Haokong entered the Xunzi tomb.

…… The eighth senior brother is a monk with an empty ring, and he enters the tomb of the word.

They shared one side, stripped off their cultivation in this life, buried everything in themselves, and sealed the heavenly array with eight tombs.

A flashy life, the tomb is the destination, and it is the floating tomb.

Rumbling - The aura of many star fields turned into a long river, surging towards the Eight Tombs Sealing Heaven Array, washing away all the killing aura in the universe.

Eight tombs and eight coffins, burying the people of the floating tomb, surging out of infinite power.

"Eight Tombs Seal the Heaven Array, dry!"

Suddenly, a strong wind rose in the Three Thousand Star Fields.

A total of eight ancient coffins flew in from all sides and suppressed Beigong Xin.

"This level of Heaven Sealing Array wants to suppress me, who do you think you are?"

"Even if Wu Wu and Gu Ran survive at peak strength, they won't have the ability to suppress me."

"Hongchen Dao, who barely entered the house, do you think you can fight with me?"

"It's ridiculous."

For the scene in front of him, Beigong Xin was very displeased, or full of anger.

"A sword shatters eternity!"

Millions of years have already given Beigong Xin a deeper understanding of the ultimate eternal sword intent, and he holds the Qinghong Sword in his hand and slashes again, wanting to split the entire heavens.

Next time, the star field of the side close to the big battle collapsed in an instant, and it couldn't withstand the sword aura slashed out by Beigong Xin at all.

One by one, the stars died and died, forming a tragic state of a star field explosion.

Eight ancient coffins, led by the ancient coffin of the senior brother Dongfang Mo, were suppressed and fell down.

With a "click", the ancient coffin carrying Dongfang Mo cracked a trace due to Beigong Xin's sword, fortunately with the blessing of the Heaven Sealing Formation, otherwise Dongfang Mo and the ancient coffin would be annihilated in an instant.

The entire universe seemed to tremble under Beigong Xin's sword, and many stars lost their original trajectory due to the shaking and became a death star, and the billions of living beings on it fell directly.

"Eight tombs seal the sky, Kun!"

The people of the Floating Tomb began to operate a large array, constantly consuming the supreme power of this sword.

"Eight tombs seal the sky, Xun!"

"Eight tombs seal the sky, shock!"

…… The ancient coffins began to crumble, and there were signs of collapse, but they did not stop, and they were still holding on to their deaths.

As for Mo Yibai, the master of the floating tomb, she stood motionless, as if she had entered a mysterious realm.

If Beigong Xin paid a little attention to Mo Yibai, he would definitely be surprised.

Because, Mo Yibai is trying her best to cut off her body in this world, and her vitality is gradually draining, and the rate of loss is getting faster and faster, like a withering flower.

The most difficult thing is to cut off this life.

From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to truly cultivate the Red Dust Dao.

Those who cultivate the Red Dust Dao will either be completely lost in the Red Dust and be reincarnated forever, and there will be no way to find the Great Dao Dao again.

Or, when he was killed, he really cut off his own traces and died.

Therefore, the Red Dust Road is the most difficult to repair.

One thought of life and one thought of death is by no means a lie.

"In the world, where is my true home?"

"In this life, where is my way?"

"If I fail, what will happen to these children and the creatures of the world?"

Mo Yibai's eyes were a little trance-like, and the two female corpses beside her were a little unusual, flickering bright and dark, as if they were alive and dead.

"What did I realize as I walked in the red dust?

What went through?

Is it possible to cut off the body of this life? ”

Mo Yibai's eyes flashed some memory fragments, most of the memories were pictures of her being bullied and abused in the red dust, and the hardships and tribulations could not describe what she had experienced.

When Mo Yibai was a little confused, a girl appeared in front of her, the girl was holding a fragrant meat bun in her hand, her eyes were clear and ethereal, and she handed the meat bun to her eyes.

In Mo Yibai's ears, he seemed to hear the girl's warm voice: "Little girl, let's go with my sister!" Sister takes you to a safe place. ”

In those warm words, there were other people's disdain and scolding, mostly saying: "Ignore this little beggar, hurry up!" ”

Mo Yibai turned into a dirty little girl and asked in a low voice: "Sister, if the world is dark and there is no light, will you be afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid, but my sister believes that the dawn will come back to the world and bring warmth to people."

The girl's eyes were clear, like lotus flowers blooming in a swamp, out of the mud and unstained.

Click-The memory fragments in front of Mo Yibai's eyes cracked, and her original confused and worried eyes became more and more ethereal and clear, just like the eyes of the girl in her memory.

"The body of this world is a ray of dawn, which should shine in the world and smooth out the darkness of the world."

Mo Yibai muttered, her vitality drained even faster, but her soul was strangely not weakened, but became more and more unfathomable.

The two female corpses that looked exactly the same as Mo Yibai seemed to have come back to life and slowly approached Mo Yibai.

Then, the two female corpses touched Mo Yibai's delicate body, and they merged into Mo Yibai's body and turned into one.

In the void, the two female corpses fused into Mo Yibai's body, as if they were one.

"Hongchen Sansheng Dao, a thought of flowers blooming."

Suddenly, Mo Yibai's lost vitality returned, like a bewitching flower blooming in the world again, turning all beings upside down, and the beauty was peerless.