After slandering the belly, the two evils labeled the sunshot who did not have a deep intersection as a stunned person.

If they had to add another word to express their emotions after they were stunned, they thought it must be the word ancestor.

Now, the second stunned ancestor, who is just a bone scum, is looking at the twin evils and sneering proudly.

The sneer is a mockery of the twin evils.

To be proud is to give yourself a compliment.

After evaluating the pros and cons, Evil Blade gave up the idea of trying to start all over again and destroy the two stunned people at the root.

"Over to you. ”

With a slight tremble, the Evil Blade disappeared again, converging with the main body of the Evil Moon, and continuing its journey of recovery.

"Hey......" Evil Moon sighed speechlessly, and said to the sun, "You, take care of yourself." ”

In the blink of an eye, the two emperors disappeared, and the ridicule of shooting the sun was even worse.

"Did you find that you had no face to face me, so you fled in a hurry?"

"Emperor, that's it!"

"If I had to do it all over again, I would be able to shoot ...... nine days"

Before he finished speaking, the evil moon with a drastic change in face reappeared.

At the same time, Shooting Sun seemed to feel that his words had attracted an inexplicable qi, and quickly closed his mouth.

"You ......"

Sensing that the ethereal qi machine had turned a corner, and finally fell on his head, Evil Moon turned around and pointed at the shooting sun tremblingly.

"You're looking for death, change places!"

It's embarrassing to shoot the sun.

But who is he?

The ancestor of the two stunned people who would rather bend than bend!

"What, can't you talk about it? There's a kind of fuck me, and if you don't come, you're raised by a son of a bitch!"

As long as you don't have the word "Nine Days", no matter how you scold the sun, the evil moon doesn't bother to care, and disappears immediately.

However, after this incident, his worries about the future of the evil sky have deepened a lot.

"Hey, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse......

After scolding for a while, feeling that he had occupied an absolute advantage over the nine heavens, he brushed off his clothes, but there was nowhere to go.

Hesitating, a faint cry came into my ears.

"Well, it's that little witch......"

The sun's complexion was cloudy and uncertain.

He's a dumbfounder.

But he hasn't been stupid yet.

Before falling, I finally figured out that I was definitely pitted by some kind of pit.

"He's called shooting the sun, so he must shoot the sun!"

Shooting the sun gritted his teeth, eager to escape into reincarnation and shoot the pit into a honeycomb.

But seeing Hou Yu crying heartbreakingly, he was somewhat unbearable.

"Hmph, it's really not a big deal, don't you just say that you are not as good as the true of the evil heaven, and you can't conceive me, as for crying?"

In the end, he shook his head, glanced at the evil sky who was fighting with the burial earth ecstasy through the evil moon, dropped the two words and ran to comfort Hou Yu.

"Weak chicken!"

The state of the evil sky at the moment is described as a weak chicken.

This burial ground, which doesn't even know how big the evil blade is, doesn't know when it appeared, and doesn't know how many great battles it has carried, if the burial earth ecstasy it breeds is easy to deal with, it won't be so desolate.

Saying thank you to Huang Er for the representative's ease is only temporary.

Years of life-and-death struggles consumed everything he had endlessly.

Even if he has Endless Yuan Yang, the power of the three selves, which can be called the recovery speed of perverts, and the will beyond imagination, is still limited after all.

What's more, the blood-colored coffin hanging above the sea of his consciousness was still devouring everything about him.

Today's evil heaven, the qi and blood are weak to the extreme, staggering, haggard, bloodless eyes, and the backbone that has been erected for more than a hundred years seems to have a tendency to bend.

And he was born from the origin of creation and destruction, Ruyi, and his gray light was much dimmer than at the beginning.

The alternation of the two grays on the body also gradually penetrates into the body.

This undoubtedly shows that after several years of fierce battles, the blood gray, which represents the soul of the burial earth, has finally taken the upper hand.

Once the Blood Gray really penetrated into the Evil Celestial Body, he would no longer have the power to turn the tables.

Huang Er no longer moved forward.

He didn't know what he was feeling at the moment.

He only knew that the evil heavens could not die.

However, when the turbulent but gentle power of the saint was about to pour into Evil Tian's body, Evil Heaven raised his head with difficulty, and his trance bloody eyes looked directly at Huang Er.

His bloodshot eyes were blank, and his eyes seemed to be starting to drift.

Staring at such bloody eyes, Huang Er looked at it for a long time and slowly lowered his hand.

Because even though these eyes are weak, even if the eyes that represent the will have been dissipated, the little essence in the center of the pupil is still like a torch.

"Is it faith......

When these four words appeared in his heart, Huang Er didn't know why, his nose was slightly sour.

He also has conviction.

He did only two things in his life.

At least to the realm of saints, there are few people in the world who carry out their beliefs like him.

Rao is like this, and he can't help but admire the evil sky.

But in addition to admiring it, he wanted to scold Evil Sky for being a fool because of his identity.

Because he always felt that if it was just to sharpen himself and improve his cultivation, there was no need for this.

"So, what are you for...... for"

Huang Er looked at the evil sky and spoke softly.

Evil Heaven and Huang Er, staggered by.

At the same time as he staggered by, Huang Er seemed to see Evil Tian's throat squirm slightly, but he didn't have the strength to squirm the answer.

"Good!"

"If you can persevere, I will support you!"

"But I'm telling you, I will never allow you to die!"

"If you really get to that point, whether you agree or not, I will save you!"

After a few loud shouts, Huang Er surpassed the evil sky, held back and didn't help the other party, and continued to lead the way.

Following the two of them, the gods, who were also struggling to move, looked at the back of the evil sky in a complicated manner.

Such a weak back was something he had never seen before.

"Come on, evil sky, no, don't be overtaken by me like this, more than ......"

Threesome.

The road is different.

For all three, it was lonely.

Huang Er's road is to take the evil heaven through the burial soil that I don't know if I can cross, and enter the two god realms.

The path of the gods is to follow the evil heavens and find their father, who may not be dead yet.

The path of the evil heavens has nothing to do with itself.

After fighting with the true Evil Emperor's descendants, he understood that even if he used only one percent of his bloodline, regardless of his qualifications, his combat power would far exceed his current self by a hundred times and a thousand times.

But he just didn't want to use it.

He didn't even want to use the power of the bloodline, and it was impossible for him to go to the Second God Realm to find relatives.

He went there only for the evil army brothers, only for the heavenly clothes.

He knew very well how difficult this path was, otherwise the Evil Blade and the Evil Moon Body would not have left in order to become stronger.

So......

"I'm going to be stronger......"

This is the answer that Huang Er saw the squirming of his throat, but he didn't hear it.

The evil heaven, who has lost ninety percent of his strength, keeps telling himself the reason for becoming stronger over and over again, resisting the sinking heart born from being overwhelmed, and persevering because of this.

year.

Two years.

Decade.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

......

Thirty-six years have passed since this insistence.

Evil Heaven suddenly found that he had fallen into an unprecedentedly long darkness and saw the light.

The strong light made him subconsciously close his eyes.

With his eyes closed, he found that there was an extra gray mist in his body.

The mist is erratic, sometimes in the form of a blurry human, sometimes into a line of blood.

Before he realized that this fog of the evil body as his home, the burial soul that had tormented him for nearly fifty years, he sensed another thing worth rejoicing.

(End of chapter)