Far away from the dilapidated house, there is a magnificent mansion, and that place is the gift that Xiaoyao Changsheng gave to Bei Ziyi at the beginning.

Now, when Bei Ziyi came back, she didn't live in that palace-like place, but chose the dilapidated house where she lived with Xiaoyao Changsheng when she was a child, because only in this place can she find the feeling of the past.

In the courtyard, Bei Ziyi watched the sunrise early and the sunset at night, spending time day after day.

Perhaps, one day, her heart is tired, and she may be able to leave this place.

But when was that time, even Bei Ziyi herself didn't know, maybe that time was when her heart really died.

Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace.

Council Chamber.

On the seat, all the big elders and small elders sat in order, and the people in the front row were the only one in the Yedonglou, and the position of the old emperor worm was empty, and the old drunkard and old madman didn't know where to go.

On the high seat, Cang Xue'er sat precariously, she summoned everyone to the conference hall today, just to discuss the annual inner disciple competition.

Time flies quickly, and it has been almost two years in the blink of an eye, and the schedules of Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace are gradually on the right track.

The deceased has left, and the living should cherish it, so Cang Xue'er did not hesitate to carry the banner of the entire Origin Realm, and secretly vowed to make the entire Origin Realm regain its glory and glory.

In the whole conference hall, the atmosphere seemed to be very harmonious and harmonious, and everyone was discussing and arranging various agendas in an orderly manner.

"I don't think Xiaoyaolang is dead, I don't know if you believe it or not, anyway, I did. ”

Just when everyone was talking, the old emperor worm staggered in from outside the hall with a wine gourd.

For the news brought by the old emperor worm, almost everyone thinks that the old emperor worm is drunk and talking nonsense, even if it is the night east building that sometimes accompanies the old emperor worm to go crazy together, they also think that the old emperor worm is asleep.

"If only he were alive. ”

Although it was the old emperor worm's nonsense, Cang Xue'er still hoped that this joke would become the truth, and in her eyes, it was the old emperorworm's white-haired old face and increasingly cloudy old eyes, and there was a slight pain in her heart.

Since the fall of the free immortal, Cang Xue'er has never seen the old emperor insect smile, and all day long, the old emperor insect knows to use wine to drown his sorrows, and he will never give up until he is drunk.

Not only that, but the old emperor worm was drunk and cursed, scolded the street, and even cried his nose alone, which completely restored the appearance of the old madman.

For the madness of the old emperor worm, no one condemned him, and he knew that he was sad because he lost the Emperor Yaoyao, especially the night emperor Yedonglou, sometimes he even accompanied the old emperor worm to go crazy together, the two old madmen, and in the end almost almost demolished Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace.

Two years is not a long time, but it is not a short time, for some people, it is enough to pass through the country, but for some people, it is vivid, as if in the ears.

That space has been sealed for a long time, but the old emperor worm seems to have become the guardian of that space, once he wakes up, he will run to that space, looking at the energy ripples above the space in a daze, stunned, and stupid......

Today, Cang Xue'er and all the superiors gathered in the conference hall, and they heard the news that the old emperor worm had brought a stone to all the people and stirred up a thousand waves.

"Well, we hope that the Emperor is still alive, so that he can lead us to the road of revival. ”

Like Cang Xue'er's thoughts, everyone here wants the old emperor worm's dream to become a reality.

It's a pity that the hero has gone, just like a crane flying in, I can only look at his voice and smile, and encourage future generations to forge ahead and create brilliance.

Ye Donglou walked over, held the old emperor worm and said, "Old guy, it seems that you haven't drunk well yet, then I'll accompany you to have a drink." ”

Under the strong pull of the night east building, the old emperor insect was finally pulled away, and in the induction of the night east building, the old emperor insect had lost its vigorous sharpness and became an ordinary old man.

When he was about to go out, the old emperor worm turned his head to look at everyone and shouted: "Don't believe it, Xiaoyao Lang is calling me, I heard it, didn't you hear it?" ”

The appearance of the old emperor worm has reached the point of auditory hallucinations, which makes everyone sigh and sigh, the fall of the Emperor has taken away the heart of the old emperor worm.

In that sealed space that destroyed the entire Hongmeng tribe, everyone knew that no miracle would happen, because everyone knew what kind of place it was.

However, they didn't know that in the underground world under their feet, there was a life that was racing against death, enduring unprecedented torment and torture, all waiting for the moment when it broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly.

Bang!

From the ancestral emperor's qi vein, there was suddenly a dazzling brilliance flashing out, and on the body of the free immortal, there was also a gradual flow of colorful light, and after all kinds of torture, the free immortal finally began to be reborn.

At the beginning, Xiaoyao Immortal and Shura Emperor burned out the power of the Emperor's true body at the same time, so that their body could survive, making their strength plummet, after all, it was not an overnight thing to re-cultivate the Emperor's true body.

The price, although heavy, was worth it, at least they survived and didn't end up scattered.

Kiss!

At a certain moment, the body of the free immortal suddenly shook, and there were illusory signs.

At this time, Xiaoyao Changsheng did not panic, and still calmly carried out an orderly breath, he knew that this was the darkness before the dawn, as long as he broke through the darkest moment, the dawn of victory was in front of him.

The golden finger of the free immortal finally began to move, and wisps of divine and demonic qi drilled into his body, and soon after, his body became more and more transparent, and the whole person was like a glass person.

In the veins of his body, he can clearly see the changes in the sea of hearts, qi and souls, from the innate qi to the three clear qi, each kind of divine and demonic qi in his eight veins of the strange scriptures, according to the order of the unity of heaven and earth, the cycle of large and small Zhoutian.

The body of the immortal is like a mass of harmony, and those atmospheres have reached perfect harmony in his energy aperture, giving birth to the same laws and meanings between them.

This mass of harmony looked very gentle, but it overshadowed the dark red flame magma around it, and it seemed that they had met the monarch who had suddenly arrived, and they all showed the momentum of submission.

Swish...... Swish...... Swish......

The body of the free immortal slowly appeared through the sky, his transparent body, gradually became blurred, and finally there was a colorful halo around him, and the flame magma around him trembled slightly, and a slight buzzing sound came.

Shout!

The figure of the carefree immortal appeared in another place, and finally reached the speed and strength of directly moving the space, and in the center of the battle flame magma, a tiny atmosphere like the ancestral emperor's qi veins rose.

Thundered!

With a slight wave of his arm, the flame magma around him was suddenly suppressed into a thunderous sound, and the strength he had lost had recovered two or three percent.

Feeling that the vitality was getting stronger and stronger, Xiaoyao Changsheng finally let out a loud laugh and said, "Emperor Shura, let's have another battle of rebirth." ”

With a little bit of the Immortal Golden Finger, countless gods and demons turned into wisps of ghostly light, burrowing into his energy qi sea, and fused perfectly, as if a powerful seal had formed on his cyclone.

"It's finally a success......"

On the face of the free immortal, he could no longer suppress the ecstasy, and couldn't help but a smile rippled on his face.

Of course, the so-called success of Joy Immortal is not success in the real sense, but relative to the original half-dead state, compared with that state, he is undoubtedly reborn successfully.

"Emperor Shura, then let me meet you. ”

After the thought of the Immortal Immortal flashed, at the next moment, his figure had already drilled out of the Ancestral Emperor's Qi vein and entered the flame magma.

Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace.

Time flies, time flies, flowers bloom and fall, spring goes to autumn, and before you know it, three years have passed.

Today is a sacred day for Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace to recruit new disciples.

Every cultivator is proud to have entered the Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace, and of course, they must have the qualifications to enter the Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace.

Cultivators from the Four Star Palaces, everyone knows that without a certain cultivation talent, they should not expect to be able to step into the Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace for half a step.

In everyone's heart, there is a figure that exists like a god, and the name of that figure is called Shura the Great.

Although a full three years have passed since the original war, in the hearts of every cultivator, they still vividly remember the original scene, and in their hearts, the Shura Emperor has left an immortal image, just like the sculpture standing in the temple of each sect, and will always be worshiped by the descendants.

In three years, the years of grass and trees, three times of withering glory, and the cultivators who only seized the day, under the leadership of the clan helmsman, finally gave new vitality to the original decay.

The ruined land of Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace has long been replaced by the Divine Que Temple, and the entire palace courtyard has slowly shown a strong vitality, making those cultivators who come here for the first time feel as if they are in Qiong Yao Wonderland.

On the huge square, there was an endless stream of people, who walked towards the main hall of the Qiong Yao Heavenly Palace in a certain order to meet those who were high in the upper echelons.

In the center of the square, there is a statue that stands tall in the wind and rain without falling, and every cultivator who walks there will stop in a hurry, and then fold his hands and bow reverently.

The statue in front of them made them feel as small as ants, the earth-shattering battle at the beginning, if it weren't for this great dominant power king raging, at this moment, they would not be able to stand here at all, and their home has also become a piece of scorched earth.