A story is told from the mouth of the mausoleum keeper.

I have to say that although this old man doesn't seem to be a serious mausoleum keeper, he still has a very good storytelling, and he is vivid and vivid when he talks about it, and after a while, a picture of his own fantasy appeared in the heads of Long Zheng and Ye Ziling.

A thousand years ago!

Above the Xuanluo field, the vastness is immense, the wind is swept over, and countless grasses are swaying in the vast land.

A woman, holding a huge long-pole scythe, bright red lips, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and her black long-tailed trench coat is being hunted by the wind.

Opposite her, a handsome and powerful man, with an expressionless face, stared at her.

The woman is none other than Makagara.

And the man was the "Yi" in the "six" of the pyramid in the Time and Space Administration, and was revered as the God of the King of Meaning.

The "six" class on the pyramid, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, is commonly known as the six roots.

They are all in the Flood King God Realm, and they are of the same class as the Demon God Pleasure.

In the hands of the god of Yiwang, holding a string of Buddha beads, on the Buddha beads, the golden mangs are shining, there are countless splendid Sanskrit texts rising to the sky, and everything around is so quiet and peaceful.

He opened his mouth and said, "It turns out that you are in this world, and I have finally found you." ”

The demon god is laughing, the elegance is peerless, and the charm is infinite.

She didn't speak, she knew she was going to die no matter what.

But what she knew was that the man in front of her was reluctant to kill her no matter what.

It's just that they are in different camps, different concepts, and the so-called different ways do not conspire with each other, they are mortal enemies, how can they turn a blind eye to the battle of life and death that will always come because of their previous feelings.

They looked at each other for a long time.

Then, at the same time, they moved, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Xuanluo Ye began to tremble, and the huge stones broke away from the surface and shattered into more tiny stones, some of which kept bouncing, and some of which turned into powder, and the aftermath of the shock made the sun and moon in the sky dull, and the ground flew sand and rocks.

They fought all the way, and the ground shook all the way, and dense cracks could be seen everywhere.

But gradually, the god of Yiwang found himself more and more struggling.

How can a battle that has no fighting spirit in the first place become more and more courageous?

In the first battle, the demon god was slightly injured, and the king escaped with serious injuries.

After returning to his dwelling in this world, the god of Yi Wang couldn't help but be upset.

He can only cut off his emotions and cut off his emotions, so that he can have the means to fight.

So, who can cut off their emotions?

The Yiwang God who was already in the Flood Desolation King God Realm, except for the Yin and Yang who were in the Chaos Holy God Realm, could do this, and the only way to find a figure who was far beyond himself in the same great realm.

Thinking of this, the god returned to the Space-Time Administration.

He inquired about a person's location and traveled to the world where that person was.

That person was a woman, and people called her the god of the Xia King.

Xia Wang Shen had no time to get out and go directly to the Extreme Star to help King Yi, but when it came to cutting off emotions, he still had time to make a move. After Xia Wang Shen repeatedly confirmed his determination with Yi Wang Shen, she roughly understood Yi Wang God's determination to maintain the only Heavenly Dao.

So, in that world, the king of Italy became an emotionless person.

When the god of the king returned to the extreme star again, the second battle with the demon god began.

In the second game, they ended in a draw.

It's just that the two people who were both injured, after ending this battle, there was an unbelievable look in the eyes of the demon gods, her voice trembled, and she asked the king god: "Why?" ”

The god said, "Only in this way can we oppose you." Only by asking the god Xia Wang to cut off my feelings, can I completely lose the courage to be reluctant to make a move on you. ”

"Xia Wang God, Xia Wang God ......" Demon God Le gritted his teeth.

He was gone, without mercy.

Demon Kagura stood alone in silence and no one, only Xuanluoye, who was swept by the wind, smiling bitterly.

After returning to his residence, he carefully reflected on the battle and realized that it would be difficult for him to defeat Demon Kagaru if he did not rely on some more powerful means.

So, he came to a place, this place, thousands of years ago was called "Yanyuan Immortal Altar".

There is a Yanyuan Mausoleum in Yanyuan Immortal Altar, which is also known as the Tomb of Demon Tribulation.

And in the immortal altar, there is a peerless immortal sword that rushes straight to the nine heavens, called the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword.

Only when the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor's sword is suppressed here, the immortal altar will not collapse, and the tomb of the demon tribulation will not release the earth-shattering catastrophe, so when the king god came here, the moment he borrowed the sword from the mausoleum keeper, the mausoleum keeper rejected him without hesitation.

The god of the king is not discouraged.

He came to borrow the sword again and again, and each time he got a different answer.

Until one day, he brought a man.

The man was red except for his hair and skin, like a newlywed colt, with a red robe, a red sword, and even his pupils were red.

The god of Yiwang told the tomb keeper that this person named "Chixiao" could replace the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword and suppress everything here. And he only needs to borrow this sword for a few days, and he will return it.

The mausoleum keepers hesitated again and again, and Chixiao showed his ability to suppress, and finally, the mausoleum keepers agreed to their conditions, so Chixiao stayed, and Yiwang God left with the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor sword.

The moment he left, the heavens and the earth changed, and the storm and clouds were great, as if the end of the world.

Under the dark clouds overwhelming the city, lightning and thunder, this Yanyuan Immortal Altar became visibly dilapidated with the naked eye, and the scene that was originally like a fairyland was destroyed in a short time, one after another white jade-like buildings collapsed, pieces of mutton fat-like color peeled off, and the mausoleum keepers cried and panicked, but to no avail.

In the end, fortunately, nothing happened to the Demon Tribulation Tomb.

Chixiao suppressed everything with all his might, and since that day, he has stayed here.

Yanyuan Immortal Altar has also undergone this change and has become the Yanyuan Desolate Ruins in the mouth of the outside world. No one came to admire and observe that peerless fairy sword, just because there was nothing to see here except for a man dressed in red and a mausoleum keeper who planted peach blossom trees all day long.

And after that time, the king of Italy never came back.

It's just that the mausoleum keeper knows what's going on.

On that day, the Yiwang God took the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword and fought with the Demon God once again.

This is the third and final battle.

They didn't talk much, it was useless to say anything, they fought in the Xuanluo Field, almost shattering the entire vast Xuanluo Field, in this place, the peerless fierce soldiers of the Demon Kagura were knocked down, and the Demon Kagara, who had no weapons, began to run all the way.

The god of the king did not let her go.

He chased all the way, she fled all the way, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, skimming countless beautiful scenery.

"It's a pity that I didn't snuggle up to you and see this majestic mountain and river with you."

There were tears faintly in the corners of Makagara's eyes, but they quickly disappeared.

Eventually, they came to the top of a mountain.

The king of Italy is condescending and invincible.

The demon god is terrifying, like a peerless demon.

The god of the king of Yi still did not spare his hand, and stabbed out a sword from the peerless mortal world and the heavenly realm.

And Demon Kagura no longer spared his hand, unleashing a blow that made the entire heaven and earth lose its light.

Demon Kagura was the first to faint, and Yiwangshen fell to the ground with serious injuries.

The injury was too serious to be described as precarious, it was a fatal injury.

Yiwang God used means to delay his life, but he was weak, and he was no longer able to raise the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword, and the severed but imperceptible trace of emotion reappeared at this time because of his weakness.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a thing as feelings, which is constantly cut and messed up."

Yi Wang Shen took out the seal prepared for him by Xia Wang Shen in the bureau from the ring, and remembered the words from Xia Wang Shen's mouth: "If you find that the severed relationship is still broken with you, and you can't kill her in the end, you can let her never appear again." It's also a protection for her, and it's the only thing you can do for her in the end. ”

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and sealed the Demon Kagura on this mountain.

This battle was earth-shattering, and everyone knew that this mountain was called "Sealed Demon Mountain".

The various sects also sent disciples to guard the seal to avoid being destroyed one day, of course, this is a later story.

That day, the god of Yi Wang looked at the extraordinarily bleak wind, looked at the extraordinarily withered leaves, and looked at the extraordinarily bleak thin clouds, and never thought that this would be the end of the two of them.

And the last remnants of the emotion......

At this moment, it seems extraordinarily warm and precious.

The god of the king left the Sealed Demon Mountain.

He couldn't lift the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword, so he could only put it in the ring and fly with the last bit of energy he had left, until he reached a certain mountain and river, and he could no longer support it.

The god of the king fell, sighing.

He knew that this world was his final destination.

"I'm sorry." The god of the king said to the sky.

No one knows that his "I'm sorry" is because he didn't return the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword, so he is apologizing to the mausoleum guards; Or is it because in the end let the demon god end the last trace of evil with himself in this way.,I'm apologizing to the woman who never went all out except for the last blow.。

The wind is getting stronger again.

With a kind of sadness that does not stir up any ripples.

At the cost of his life, the god of the king of Italy supported an entire secret realm.

He left everything he could leave behind in the secret realm.

At the same time, he used his own blood to make contact with the Yanyuan Immortal Emperor Sword, and turned into the Immortal Emperor Blood Jade and spread it to many places in the world.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes.

Since then, it has never been opened.

……

The world calls him the Immortal Emperor.

It's just that no one knows whether the so-called "legacy" in the Immortal Emperor's relics is a legacy or a lost legacy.

Or, a legacy of regret.

The sun still rises as usual.

It's just that in front of the mausoleum, there are two more people who listen to this story.

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