For a hundred years, Gu Hengsheng has been meditating and healing, and his body has gradually improved.

Li Qiurou was accompanying Gu Hengsheng on the side, just looking at Gu Hengsheng like this, she would not get tired of it for many years.

The seventeen generals under Gu Hengsheng's command were guarding a place in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range, cultivating and waiting.

Li Qiurou had already sent a message to them, so that they didn't have to worry about Gu Hengsheng's safety.

Knowing that Gu Hengsheng was safe and sound, all the generals cried with joy, and all their efforts were not in vain.

When you have the opportunity to return to the world in the future, you must go to worship the brothers who died in the battle, so as to comfort the souls of the brothers in the sky.

When time passes bit by bit, and all beings in the world begin a new life, few people talk about the calamity of life.

Only some old fellows sighed from time to time, did not dare to let their guard down, and were sad.

"I heard that the patriarch of the Dragon Carp clan has changed, and the little princess has stepped down, planning to seek Taoism wholeheartedly."

For several years, this news started from the Dragon Carp Clan and spread to all parts of the world, causing a lot of commotion.

Some people say that he saw the little princess standing on the boundless sea, full of Taoism, manifesting a blood-red dragon phantom, threatening the heavens and containing a trace of imperial might.

"The bloodline is back to the ancestors, and he already has the demeanor of the Emperor Fulong."

In the Floating Tomb, the senior brother Dongfang Mo took off his majestic mask and wore a black coat, like a son in the world.

"The road is lacking, the world is no longer the same.

Perhaps, many people will be able to step on the ladder to heaven and be preached. ”

Mo Yibai seemed to be one with this earthly world, and saw through the situation in the world at a glance.

"Nangong Han, as the emperor of this life, is really sad!"

The second senior sister glanced in the direction of the rebuilt imperial palace and said regretfully.

Is it pathetic?

Perhaps! If these things didn't happen, Emperor Nangong would be the only one in this era.

With his strength and talent, he can definitely become stronger, not to mention being on an equal footing with the tomb master Mo Yibai and others, at least he is already comparable to Senior Brother Dongfang Mo.

In the Zhongzhou Emperor Palace, Emperor Nangong naturally sensed the changes in the laws of the world, frowned slightly, and soon returned to a bland appearance.

"That's fine, let's make the world a better place!"

Nangong Han's mind is as vast as a boundless sea, and few people in the world can match it.

If Emperor Nangong's measure was very small, there would definitely not be so many demons coexisting.

In the flick of a finger, another 400 years have passed.

In the past four hundred years, some holy body demons have emerged in the world, and they have made a lot of fame.

The world seems to be really back on track.

Hundreds of millions of living beings, there is no mention of the calamity of the common people.

For them, it seemed as if a long, long time had passed, extremely far away.

"Five hundred years ago, Jian Zun entered the Emperor's Road alone, and there has been no news so far, I am afraid that he has encountered an accident."

The strong men of the older generation occasionally think of the back standing on the top of the mountain and miss it.

Except for the Forbidden Land and the Cloud Realm Mountain, every corner of the Emperor Road was permeated with terrifying coercion and the power of law.

For a full five hundred years, if an emperor enters it, he can't carry it for so long.

In the eyes of the world, unless Jian Zun entered a certain forbidden place, otherwise after so many years, he would definitely be dead.

In hundreds of years, some real demonic characters have been born, many of whom are sword cultivators.

"Sword Venerable is a mountain, sooner or later I will definitely surpass him!"

In the eyes of many sword cultivators, Jian Zun has died in the Emperor Road.

They have used all their life's strength, and in this era when the Great Dao is lacking, they will definitely be able to surpass Jianzun and achieve a myth and legend of their own, which will last for generations.

When the older generation of monks heard these words, they shook their heads with a smile: "Young and vigorous, I don't know what to say." ”

Just because Jian Zun dared to invite the Nangong Emperor to fight in the Tianxuan Realm, it was not something that future generations could surpass.

In addition, Jian Zun has also done many things, all of which cannot be copied.

"If you don't even have this bit of courage, how can you reach the top of the sword?"

Several kendo demons swore by the heavens one after another, showing their will.

When the strong people in the world heard this, they all felt that the demons of the new generation were too arrogant.

It's not that he is angry, but he is very emotional: "If you haven't experienced the era of Sword Venerable and Floating Emperor, you will never know what it means to be out of reach." ”

It's good to have self-confidence, but it's ridiculous to be self-confident.

"We can also challenge the Emperor, and when we have the ability in the future, we can fight with the Emperor."

There are always some people who think that ancient books are exaggerated, and they don't know what it means to be high and thick.

For these ridiculous remarks, the strong people of the older generation are too lazy to pay attention to them.

Wait until one day in the future, I believe that this group of little guys will always understand what reality is and what is the peak that cannot be surpassed.

On this day, a terrible coercion spread from Emperor Road to Zhongzhou, so that many old guys in retreat came out one after another, thinking that a big war was about to break out again.

Through various means, the old patriarch of a certain emperor clan finally discovered the reason for the turmoil on the emperor road, and exclaimed: "In the space of the emperor road, there seems to be a figure. ”

Because the emperor has the law of the aftermath of the great war, the divine mind cannot be explored, and can only know this information.

Wow - there is a figure in the emperor road, who is it?

The powerhouses of the heavens and all the worlds looked at Emperor Lu with all their attention, and their hearts tightened, fearing that something bad would happen.

After all, this great world looks calm on the surface, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

"Lonely and lonely."

A few days later, the voice of Senior Brother Dongfang Mo spread to all parts of the world.

For a time, the world shook and there was an uproar.

"Is Sword Venerable still alive?"

"How is this possible?

For a full five hundred years, if Jian Zun had been staying in the Emperor Road, why would he still be alive? ”

"Even if the Great Emperor goes deep into the Emperor Road for five hundred years, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive.

How did he do it? ”

The powerhouses were shocked, and they couldn't imagine what Jian Zun had done in the Emperor Road, and why he was still alive.

Emperor Road, a space that has been shattered on one side.

Dugu turned into a bloody man, covered in scars.

His eyes are like a bright moon, showing the vicissitudes of life.

"The mind moves with the heart, and the heart is born from the environment.

Without me and without a sword, eternity can be expected. ”

Suddenly, Gu Hengsheng's voice came from the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range, passed through the layers of void, and fell into Dugu's ears.

Dugu Yan vaguely caught a trace of rhyme from this sentence, and closed his eyes gently.

When Dugu Yan's eyes opened again, the aftermath of the great battle that filled his body froze, and a white light emerged from his heavenly spirit cover, like a sharp sword, splitting the void.

"Where the sword goes, where the heart goes."

Dugu Yan took a step, and the space around him collapsed, spreading in all directions like a spider's web.