Behind him is the Lingxiao Palace, which has been annihilated, as if even the identity of the nineteen princes has been buried together.

The people inside are all old people, but after all, there is nothing that cannot be let go, and the Buddha and Demon Lotus that has trapped him for countless years have been swallowed by the things that have been suppressed in the deeper depths of the underworld.

From now on, when you can fulfill that person's covenant, go straight to the sky, and fight freely.

There seems to be a faint sound of bells ahead, which vaguely rang in my ears a few days ago.

These eighteen layers of hell have finally walked through layer by layer, not ostentatious or manic, like the most ordinary speck of dust in hell.

Even if it is a calamity for all beings, who can really stay out of it?

By the time I touched the sunlight again, I don't know how long it had been.

A beautiful woman stood quietly in the sun, holding an invisible kitten in her arms, and when she saw him coming, she only smiled slightly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

He took the cat, smoothed the fur, and said, "When?" ”

The woman raised her finger and pointed to the sky, then made a palm downward movement, and said with a slight smile: "Two more days of convergence, the time and place are right, and only then can all wishes come true." ”

At the same time, above the Supreme Nine Heavens, the man who was like ice and snow was still consumed in the cold and silent hall, and from time to time he would sprinkle the golden light condensed from the palm of his hand into a pool of light under his feet.

It was the rules of heaven and earth that he had spent a lot of effort to weave, and there were a variety of things in it, including absolute truth, humanistic order, moral standards, and the five permanent monastic laws of the Heavenly Gang.

He had a pair of discerning eyes, cold and sharp, omnipresent, and he was above the nine heavens, watching the order he had woven was used by the living beings, constantly correcting and redrawing.

He modified it again and again, so that those orders tend to be perfect, and he will continue the civilization for human civilization every time when it is about to be broken, so that the order will exist in heaven and earth.

He can incarnate tens of thousands, each of which can understand, feel, and perfect the new order in the avenue he weaves, but he never imagined that one day, he would feel powerless.

Order is there, the world is there, and civilization is there.

He alone shared 90 percent of the world's order, and the gods under him maintained and enforced those orders in all aspects, ensuring that each order could play its role.

He is the most noble man in the Three Realms, he has no desires and no desires, his existence itself represents the way of heaven, and the existence of the gods itself is to make the world below operate normally, so that countless living beings can flow endlessly, and they will never die.

But in front of the avenue, there are always people who are hesitant because of ignorance.

"Emperor, she's here!" The young man kneeling on the ground was dressed in battle armor, but his face was a little gray and blue, like a lamp that had encountered a strong wind, and he was about to pull out the lamp and blow wax and fall to the ground in a moment, but his expression was extremely cold and hard, "The Thousand Generations Sacrifice Soul, which has been wanted by Heavenly Court for many years, has appeared. ”

The emperor who was standing in the turquoise pool with his hands in his hand nodded calmly, and only looked down at the small pool, as if he saw all living beings in it.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I didn't bring it back." ”

Although it is the end of the question, the tone of the speech is completely affirmative, and there is no need to answer at all.

Yang Jian lowered his head and didn't speak, but he heard the man with the highest power in the Three Realms say faintly: "Even you can't take her anymore." ”

The clear wind in the nine heavens

Blowing slowly, the stars inlaid in the hall emitted a soft light, illuminating the handsome and indifferent faces of the two people.

Yang Jian's voice was extremely cold and hard, and he said: "She is no longer what it used to be, in the past thousand years, she has found another avenue, and the Dao Law has entered the Divine Domain, which is unfathomable. ”

The man in a quiet white robe tied his hair with a high crown, his expression was as cold as the moon on a winter night, and he didn't take half a wave, and said: "In the end, it is the creation of heaven and earth." ”

Yang Jian silently lowered his hand, even when he arrived at the Heavenly Palace, which was full of divine breath, the few fatal injuries on his body still had not completely healed, and he felt a faint pain.

As soon as the emperor who was as indifferent as clear snow stretched out his hand, a ray of moonlight-colored power overflowed from Yang Jian's wound, and it could fall on his fingertips, as thin as hair.

"Emperor, what kind of power is that?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and fell on the fingertips that were as white as porcelain jade, and there was a subtle and almost invisible trace of power, "I have seen thousands of powers, thousands of changes, but I have never caught a trace of similarity in the power she used. ”

At first glance, the emperor's robe looks like a handful of snow that is pure and unblemished, but when he moves slightly, it shows some dark lines that no one can see, and the light and shadow turn, gorgeous and precious, like the clouds on the edge of the sky, and like the tide of the sea in the world, endless changes are contained in it.

The emperor stood coldly in front of the pool of water that would not flow, and the occasional wave of his sleeves showed a little hint of brilliance, such as the most noble side of Gu Yue, and said lightly: "The clear moon in the mountains is power, the fish swimming in the water is power, the power is never fixed, she uses just one of thousands of powers, there is no need to delve into it." ”

The faint yellow power stretched back and forth at his fingertips, like a tame naughty child.

"The night can cover the moon, the sea can drown, and the source of strength never matters."

This emperor's voice contains a unique coldness, even if he speaks casually, it always gives people a solemn sense that it is the avenue of heaven and earth and the supreme truth, which makes people believe from the bottom of their hearts.

No matter how wild his words are, they still have a magic power that makes people obey, just like the non-committal orders back then.

Yang Jian's eyes were clear obedience, his head was lowered, and he could only see his clear reflection on the smooth mirror-like ground, as if there was an extra wrinkle on his forehead, which was above his heavenly eyes, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see it at all.

"The day of the beginning is coming."

After a long time, the cold emperor opened his mouth indifferently, as if he was saying something inconsequential, "Since she appears, it is the way of life given by heaven, Yang Jian, you go again, and the gods of heaven will follow you." ”

His extremely thin eyes swept over, and his fingers clicked twice in the air, and the remaining moonlight-colored energy from the almost fatal wounds on Yang Jian's body was pinched out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a gentle wind in the palm of the person's palm, "Go to the human world and bring her back." ”

Yang Jian only felt that his whole body was light, and the wounds on his body that had not yet healed were rapidly healed under the strong aura of the Heavenly Realm, and when he got up again, he was already an inoffensive judicial god of the Heavenly Court, awe-inspiring and majestic, and the Three Realms did not dare to rebel.

"Those who were originally born in the heavenly realm should also come back."

Yang Jian said respectfully: "Yes." ”

The wind in the Nine Heavens was fierce, and he was already thinking about the person who could capture Su Yuxiu with him.

This thought inevitably reminded me of the look on the woman's face when she let him back.

At that time, she pinched his neck with one hand, although even if he really pinched his neck, he would not die, but there was a strong person in that posture

The eyes of the weak, he looked closely at the pair of eyes that were cold and bewitching, and saw clearly the whites of her duck eggs and the black and smooth eyes.

She said, "Do you see?" Now that I'm me, you can't knead it at will, and you ......" she tilted her head slightly, her fingers slid over his throat, her nails straining, and the golden blood stained the white fingers, "Ant ears." ”

He clearly felt that his pulse, which had always been beating steadily, had stagnated slightly at that moment

The woman sneered and let go of her hand, he unconsciously bowed down, but he struggled to maintain the dignity of the Heavenly Realm Judicial God, and did not vomit out the bruise that had been shocked out of his chest.

"Go back and tell Haotian that the gate of heaven has been opened, and the day of the beginning is coming, tell him to wash his neck and wait, on that day, I will unscrew his neck with my own hands."

Su Yuxiu gently wiped her hands with wet tissues, wiped the blood stained on her nails clean, her eyes were empty and disdainful, and the used tissues were thrown at his feet.

At that time, the heavy snow on Kunlun Mountain was still falling, like goose feathers, falling on their thin eyebrows.

"Yang Jian," the emperor's cold voice sounded faintly, like thunder on a rainy day.

Yang Jian suddenly came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at the cold emperor.

"You're in the picture." The emperor put his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to be calm with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and he could see through the unpredictable people's hearts at a glance, "If you are confused about winning or losing, you are unwise." ”

With just one sentence, as if he had seen his mind thoroughly, Yang Jian's already cracked heart skipped slightly, and said: "Emperor, I have cultivated for thousands of years, she has only sought the Tao for thousands of years, I am no longer as good as her, if she is truly ......"

"She is an antidote to the calamity of all beings." The emperor said lightly, "Heaven and earth have endowed her with extraordinary talent, and it is for this tribulation of all beings. If she can't turn the world upside down, how can she be a reed boat to cross all beings? ”

"Yang Jian," the emperor with mountains and rivers in his eyes overlooked him on the high dragon steps, as in the past thousands of years, the eyelashes fell with the fine light of the stars, fluffy, but the eyebrows of the Haotian Emperor were still as cold as ice sculptures, "All beings are tribulated, the first person to be robbed is the gods, if you are bewitched by foreign objects and shake your faith, you ......"

The rest of the words were not spoken, but Yang Jian had already heard and understood: if his faith was shaken, then there would be nowhere to put all his past experiences, and he would have demons in his heart, and the demons in his heart would have nowhere to escape for a lifetime.

Yang Jian's face was also the same as the emperor's blandness, and he saluted in a regular manner: "Yes, thank you for the emperor's teachings." ”

Haotian said: "You are the knife of the divine realm, how sharp you are, how strong the divine realm is, how firm you are, how firm the divine realm is." ”

"Yes!"

……

The nineteenth layer of hell in the underworld collapsed slightly, but the initiator's face was straighter than anyone else's, one coffin board had a dead face, pretending to be dead the whole time, and he didn't even look at other people's faces, and the other moved like a horse monkey, squeezing his eyebrows and eyeing the domestic pseudo-snake real dragon eyebrows, and didn't care about other people's faces at all.

"Bang!"

Yue Rong slammed the cup hard, his face was hideously twisted, and he shouted angrily: "You stand up for me!" What attitude? Yes? ”

Mo Yu stood with his arms crossed, his face wandering out of the world, even if Yue Rong accentuated his tone, he couldn't make his eyebrows move even once.

Bai Tang finally gave him some face, took his eyes off the idiot little snake and gave him a little, and said, "If you have something to say, roaring can't solve the problem...... According to me, if you have the kung fu to fight with me here, you might as well clean up the hell of Shenlone. ”