A black dog that is extremely old and full of hair is almost gone, with cloudy tears in his old eyes, carrying the emperor's corpse, trying to make his back straight.

"In this life...... No, I want to cross you back. ”

This is its wish, how could such a powerful Heavenly Emperor die? It wants him to come back to life.

However, its time is running out, and if it doesn't make a final effort, it may never have a chance.

The old wounds are hard to get rid of, and the blood has long since dried up, and there is only a small part of its decaying life left to go.

Time is like a knife, and it will eventually cut it all.

It is gone, but it really wants to see his invincible body return again, to see him roar the soul river broken, and to see him punch the four poles of floating earth...... The glory days are back up.

As it was on its way, something broke through the air and stood in front of it.

"Huh?!" the black dog stopped, his pupils shrinking.

A rotting hand, feebly through the space, came to its eyes with a book of animal skins.

"If you live, there is hope, as long as you are still there, and you will not return to dust, and the future will ...... It may not be that there is no turning point, work hard, you and I will live. ”

There are not too many words, but there is heavy worry and care in the vicissitudes of life, and there is also reluctance to the world, persuading the black dog not to be impulsive.

This hand looks a little fat, or maybe it is swollen, gray and rancid, which makes people unbearable to witness, what a catastrophe it has experienced, and it is still tenaciously alive.

The big black dog was a little daze when he saw this hand, and then he was about to show his fierce teeth, but in the end he was only sad.

In the chaos, a man who lacked his right hand sat there weakly, sighing: "If you choose to go, I will go with you, and then fight the ultimate land of the soul river, but, dog, try to live." ”

The people of the year...... They were all dead, there were not a few left, and one battle after another over the survival of the worlds had drained the vitality of their generation and wounded them all over their bodies.

It's unimaginable, but few people know about it now.

How many talents have withered, leaving behind is ruin.

The black dog's eyes were red, and the animal skin book brought by the rotten hand wrote the past years, and the reluctance to give up on this world, they were alive, and it was the last proof and trace left by that generation, if they also died, then there would be nothing, and even the traces would be completely erased.

What else is the glory of the past, even if it existed, it will be submerged in the dust of history and forgotten by future generations.

"But I still want to go...... I won't be willing to fight again!" the black dog roared in the sky, his head held high, although skinny.

Carrying the corpse of the emperor on its back, it glanced back at the rotting hand and the book of animal skins, and took a difficult step.

......

At the end of the river of souls, in the world behind the door.

After the man in the black light urged the clock and bronze, he quieted down, saying that it was to release the news, or to find someone to carry the black cauldron, but in fact, he didn't want to harm anyone.

What is he going to do? He wants to make a big deal, threaten the Soul River, and if he doesn't give benefits, he will fight to the end and cripple here!

At this stage, Soul River seems to be very reluctant to go to war.

He found someone to take the blame, or to pull the strong man to come together, wanting to surrender the soldiers without a fight, and intimidate the creatures of the Soul River.

"The dog...... That emperor won't live long. He sighed.

If you can find the medicine for that dog, it may change a lot of things, and the fate of the deceased may be reshaped, and the impact will be far-reaching, boundless, and may shake the foundations of the past and the present.

He had heard of those people, those things, and was one of the few people who knew the truth, and when he was young, he was extremely yearning, enthusiastic, and aiming for that brilliant world.

At this stage, he sighed.

The white crow was transmitting the sound, talking to him, lowering his posture slightly, saying that he would give him two ancestral rune papers and let him leave immediately.

"Are you sending me a meal? I want a hundred, you give me two, dead duck!"

The man's eyebrows in the black light were raised, and his pupils burst with divine light, and he was about to hit the long piece of metal that fell off from the bronze coffin.

The white crow's face was gloomy, how many years have passed, how many epochs have passed, where can I find a hundred pieces of that kind of rune paper?

It is to turn over all the reincarnation pits of those various forms, existing, broken, buried, disappeared, and all the reincarnation pits, and it is estimated that there will be less than a hundred!

"You are a strong man, where can I find it for you, I have shown my sincerity, you are sure...... Do you want to fight?!"

The white crow's face was extremely cold, and both wings glowed with a blinding white light, like a white sun burning, releasing devastating substances.

"You dare to talk to me again?!" The man in the black light was a strong mess, such a face-to-face threat, and put it into action.

The long bronze block he was carrying in his hand spread out runes, and the vague copper coffin was constructed with energy, and the coffin plates were first combined.

With a bang, he carried the coffin board and blasted over, directly slapping the powerful and intimidating white crow.

The white crow was angry, for many years, how many people dared to do this to it, and today they have been actively provoked again and again.

"Don't take my forbearance, the big thing as the priority, as weakness, when this seat was bloodied in all walks of life in the heavens, your master didn't know where it was!

As he spoke, the white crow's torso remained unchanged, still more than a foot long, but its wings glowed, and the feathers on it swelled, like a hundred thousand heavenly swords, ringing loudly.

Then, all the white feathers turned into rainbows, all as thick as mountains, piercing through the void, and stabbing forward, comparable to the spear of breaking the sky, with unmatched sharpness.

Bang!

The piercing sound came, and the white feathers emitted a dazzling light, turning into a sky-breaking spear, all piercing in front of them, and the soul river was boiling and burning.

On the spear edge formed by each feather, there is an ocean-like soul power, turbulent and agitated, like the sea of stars undulating, shocking!

All feathers are ......, though The coffin board is blocked!

The coffin board constructed of bronze blocks is like a demon mountain in the world, pressing down, blocking all things, covering the heavens and the earth, and resisting 100,000 dazzling flying feathers.

When!when!

The avenue was in flames, the order was broken, the place was in chaos, space and time collapsed.

"Dead duck, you're not in the right state!"

The man in the black light carried the coffin board, pressed it directly, stepped forward step by step, forced into the high ground in front of him, and looked down at the white crow.

On the tail of the white crow, a special feather glowed, soaring, as bright as a phoenix's feathers, leading to the end of the soul river, connecting to a certain ultimate place!

At this time, the aura on its body was different, as if it had suddenly risen a lot.

It said with a cold face: "Don't force me, if you really force me to appear completely, the consequences you can't imagine, the heavens are not stained with blood, I will not return!"

Then, it slowed down again, and said, "What the hell do you want?"

"What do I want?" The man in the black light had black hair fluttering, his whole face was fair, his eyes were extremely sharp, his heroic spirit was compelling, and his powerful aura soared, and said: "From a long perspective, I want to sweep you up, overturn the four poles of floating earth and old land, bury the earth and earth burial pits, sort out the ancient reincarnation before the era of the emperor, and ...... Forget it, I don't want to go too far. ”

In the distance, the white crow was in a daze, even a creature like it felt that the man in the black light was crazy, what were you thinking?!

With a sigh, the man in the black light was no longer so strong, a little low, and said, "And for now, I just want her to survive!"

He lowered his head and looked at a dull petal, which had withered, leaving only a faint fragrance.

What kind of future to talk about, what general trend to say, even the people around you can't keep it, and even a red face who tries to keep up with his footsteps can't protect him, what qualifications do he have to talk about breaking the situation and changing the world?

Thinking of this, the man in the black light was like a mountain, forced him forward, and said, "I just want her to survive, I've said it many times, and give me another hundred pieces of ancestral rune paper, do you give it or not?!"

This negotiation...... I can't continue.

When you meet a madman, this is going to die...... The rhythm of the crow, the white crow hated it so much that it wanted to curse.

However, out of some concern, it does not want the ultimate shaking of the depths of the soul river, and now it is mainly quiet, and wants to stabilize all the restless factors.

It took a deep breath and said, "If you want a person to be reincarnated, one rune paper is enough, what do you want to do so much?"

"The people are gone, the rotting corpses have turned into dust, the soul has turned into light and rain, who is the rune paper for? How is one piece enough?" The man in the black light spoke, his voice was low, and said: "I want more, with the supreme power of the remnants of the ancestral rune paper, to recondense a wisp of her ghost, perhaps, you can create something out of nothing, and then let her come back!"

The white crow's eyes are not good, the depths of his eyes are cold, the people who are all dead, the soul is gone, you still have to mess around, what reincarnation do you want to talk about?

No wonder he asked for a hundred pieces of ancestral rune paper, he wanted to use the supreme power of the legendary one to come into existence from nothing, this is no longer a matter of Tao and creation, unspeakable, incomprehensible.

The white crow gritted his teeth, this is unrealistic, even the soul river can't provide it, the ancestral rune paper left by that back then has been consumed, how many years have passed, how can there be so much.

Even from all walks of life, some unimaginable old guys have inventory in their hands, but they may not be enough together.

Besides, who will take it out?

The white crow said: "You have to know, we really don't have a few in our hands, and we didn't deal with that person back then, and we didn't want to have contact with him, which was obtained from the afterlife, and we couldn't satisfy you." ”

"It's a nice thing to say, don't deal with it? Don't you want to make contact? It's you who are hiding, don't dare to appear!" the man in the black light mocked.

The crow was angry, it was an indescribable period of time, the soul river was isolated from the outside world due to some reason, and it fell into a crisis, coupled with the appearance of that person, the soul river was indeed even more silent.

It said coldly: "That person's strength, we all admit it, but it is not invincible, we can't fight, we have a problem with ourselves, and the source of the soul river has changed." ”

Its words were very cold and indifferent, and said: "It takes time for anyone to grow, if it weren't for the changes in the Soul River back then, you should believe that the strength of the Soul River can't stop anyone?!"

"But that person is rising, what can you do? Later, he is still touching you, and he is also looking for the end of the underworld, and he is also going to burn the floating soil of the four poles, if it is not for a more urgent reason, he left in a hurry, it is estimated that your father is already a dead duck, and the existence behind your clan is also breathing and kicking his legs!"

"You can be arrogant, you can be presumptuous to me, but some beings can't be slandered by you, they can't be humiliated, they are invincible, they really look down on the ages, sit and watch the change of epochs and epochs, even if that person comes back, they can't be calmed!"

"Joke, do you dare to use the special altar of the ultimate place of the Soul River, use it to burn the Dao, burn the ancestral rune paper, recite that person's name, provoke that person, and see if he can come back and destroy Er, etc.!"

"The Heavenly Emperor-level creatures are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he goes against heaven and earth and messes up the long river of time, he can't change the real general trend, and it's not that kind of creature hasn't come out of it...... Killed!" Raven said coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll just ask, do you dare to use your altar to call that person back!?" said the man in the dark light.

"He has long since disappeared, and for many years without his news, many people have been looking for him, but they have all failed, and they have long since lost contact. The white crow said lightly.

"Well, he's gone, and he's gone. Do you dare to wake up the Heavenly Emperor who fought here back then? Fight again!" said the man in the dark light.

"You seem to know something?" the white crow looked surprised, and at the same time a little jealous, some secrets, I am afraid that even the surviving combatants of the year did not know all of them.

"I also know that back then, it wasn't just your Soul River that made the ultimate move, but there were others, something that emerged from the ancient earth, and a monster crawled out of the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit!" said the man in the black light in a cold voice.

"Who the hell are you? With your identity, with your age, it is impossible to come into contact with these!"

"I'm one of the people who sent you the death knell!" the man in the dark light replied coldly.

"There's nothing more to say, let's fight!" said the white crow grimly.

It stepped back on its own, and a special feather on its tail was as brilliant as a phoenix's feathers, no longer white, emitting a strange light.

At the same time, it is like a nine-colored mother gold chain, locking it, carrying it, flying backwards, to submerge into the ultimate place of the soul river.

However, it did not disappear completely, but retreated far enough away and ordered, "Kill him!"

In fact, at the moment when it moved slightly and retreated, the man in the black light made the first move, and the big bell slammed into it.

The white crow shook violently, and his body was full of sunshine, fighting against it.

Airplanes!

At the same time, in just a few moments, many creatures appeared!

On the banks of the Soul River, it is no longer a sandy place, but a low karst cave, and all kinds of insects are densely packed, swarming out and swooping towards the black light.

The bugs resemble the ones that crawled in and out of the rotting flesh of Daewoo-class creatures earlier.

Each insect is more than a finger long, cutting through the space, leaving one long tail light after another, with a rich ominous substance, like ten thousand arrows in unison, shooting the space!

"Kill!"

The big clock covers the sky in an instant!

Cover all the bugs and put them in, and the man shakes the bell!

Thundered!

Inside, the divine particles were boiling, the Dao Ancestor substance was surging, all the insects were wailing, struggling endlessly, and each of them overflowed with endless divine energy, which was actually ridiculously strong.

But what did they encounter this time? Emperor Bell!

Even if it was mutilated, it was only a piece the size of a palm, but they couldn't resist it like this, and with a bang, all the bugs eventually exploded.

"Nine changes of heavenly insects, breaking the cocoon and regenerating!"

In the distance, the crow shouted, it was controlling the swarm.

Buzz!

The void trembled, then exploded, and many more powerful insects flew out of the cave, all with light cocoons, which were stronger level ancestral worms.

Not as many as just now, but, definitely several times stronger, they actually disturbed time, they are just bugs, and there are time fragments entangled.

What kind of creature is this? If the outside world knows about it, it must gasp.

"This is the initial form of an insect that can slaughter the world?" the man in the dark light whispered.

However, he didn't care about this, he shot again, and suddenly shook the bell, and Zhong Bo swept out like a hundred and eight thousand sword lights, and immediately made the void explode.

Not far away, the Soul River also exploded, and the soul light of many strongmen appeared, screaming and wailing there, and a powerful soul was contained in a wave.

Whew!

Many of the cocoons trembled slightly, followed by a terrible insect chirp.

Now, those souls that are being burned, which have risen from the soul river and turned into pure soul substance, have all been brought over and absorbed by the cocoon.

"Do you still want to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly?" shouted the man in the dark light.

With a soft snap, his eyebrows lit up, and the two weapons in his hand exploded in front of him, shattering all kinds of cocoons, wailing, and the endless ancestral insects died.

However, there are also a few ancestral insects attached to the immortal cave that survived, silvery white and terrifying, not to turn into butterflies.

"Maggots! Not all insects can turn into butterflies, because some are maggots! The man in the black light mocked.

"Shut up!"

The white crow said coldly, his eyes were terrifying, that man was too buried, how could it be a maggot, this is the initial form of the worm, and it is in evolution.

Sure enough, there were insects that were not dead, and their breath surged in an instant, frantically absorbing the power of the soul river, and also devouring the energy nutrients of those companions who died and exploded around them.

The few insects left behind were extremely powerful, and there were all kinds of terrifying visions outside their bodies, such as the galaxy splitting, the sun and stars exploding, and the universe sinking.

They're evolving into the ultimate form of the Worm!

Legend has it that there are ten kinds of insects in the world, all of which have the power to slaughter the world, once they become a complete body, they cannot be guessed, they can fight and kill dragons for food, and they can swallow the sun and the moon as nutrients.

"Hide in the shadows, you are not maggots or anything, all die!" shouted the man in the dark light.

Several insects screamed wildly, and they rushed to each other, devouring each other, wanting to advance to the highest peak and become the only one!

However, this time, the man in the black light was extremely cold, his hands seemed to be transparent, and he sacrificed endless power, and the two weapons in his hands were revived in the real sense, and it could even be said that they were resurrected!

Rumble!

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

The sky is falling apart, there are countless wails in the river of souls, time is disordered, and the ancient and modern seem to be reversed.

Don't say that this is not the ultimate form of the doom worm, but the source of the ten doom worms is here, and it can't be done, the two weapons are resurrected and kill everything.

Bang!

When a few insects devoured only two ends, they exploded, and the karst cave behind them collapsed and turned into nothingness, where there was a hive of insects, with a strong Dao Ancestor substance, but it still turned into ashes.

However, the man in the black light was also a little jealous, this soul river was too special, and the ancestral worms cultivated here could evolve so quickly.

If he hadn't killed it, would it have been possible for a true ultimate insect to appear in a short period of time?

Bang!

The man in the black light did not stop, and the two resurrection weapons were always being urged, and they strongly penetrated the front and bombarded the white crow's body.

"Ah......h

The white crow spread its wings, and the dazzling silver light boiled, but it was still hit hard, the white feathers flew one after another, and the body was stained with blood.

If it weren't for its special tail feathers, which absorbed a special substance from the ultimate place, and attracted supreme soul light, which quickly obscured its body, it would probably have exploded.

"You're pushing me!" the crow was furious.

In the depths of the Soul River, where the ultimate doom is, there are terrible fluctuations, the heavens and the earth are about to overturn, and strange and ominous substances are surging like a tide, flooding this place.

"Will you return it or not?!" it shouted.

At this moment, everyone understands that there is really something wrong with the Soul River, and it is enraged to the extreme, but at the last moment, it is still trying to avoid aggravating the situation.

"Bring the ancestral talisman paper!" said the man in the black light indifferently.

"Here you go, there are only four of them, all of them are for you, go!" said the white crow through gritted teeth.

In an instant, several particularly quaint pieces of paper flew over and disappeared into the black light, they were simple and ordinary, with only a jar engraved on them.

Because, faintly, an innocent and immature smiling face can be seen there.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched in the black light, this is the kind of thing drawn on the ancestral talisman paper?......!

Soon, however, he looked serious again, and thought of some legends about how happy that boy was, and how sad he was in his later years.

Perhaps, in that person's heart, only a carefree childhood is the happiest moment in life.

Therefore, when he carved the ancestral rune paper, he directly left the time that existed forever in his heart, which entrusted him with his mood and forgot his worries.

Thinking of this, and looking at the ancestral rune paper, it is not graffiti, not a work of laughter and nonsense, but extremely heavy, and the people who are overwhelmed are breathless.

It seems to be a childish smile, but it hides great compassion, and there is an endless heavy breath rushing to the face.

A person's loneliness, a person's long journey, leaving only the last legend, never to be seen again.

"No, you still have it, take it out, at least ten of them!" shouted the man in the dark light.

The white crow is really fed up, the man in the black light is too strong, too hateful, even more hateful than the black dog back then, and wants to rob everything he sees.

It wants to say, what do you have to do with each other?

Fortunately, after many years, the dog was never seen again, and it should be dead!

"Wang!" In the void, a dog approached, sneezing wildly on the way.

"Who is showing malice to me, so strong, see if this emperor can't bite you!" The black dog stood upright and ran wildly, the big eyes of the copper bell shimmered, and the bald tail was raised high.

"Hallucination?!" the white crow wondered, it always felt that something bad was about to happen, very ominous.

However, it felt a little ridiculous, weren't they the biggest source of foreboding here? weird!

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