Chapter 6: The Death of the Emperor
Time flies, and thousands of years have passed after the Tubo Rebellion.
During this period of time, the power of the Heavenly Emperor Taichu was unprecedentedly inflated, whether it was an ancient god, a demigod, or an acquired race, under his peerless wrist, they all trembled and did not dare to act rashly.
Throughout the universe, he has no rivals.
But a conspiracy against him was unconsciously and quietly carried out.
"What a beautiful woman!" Yan Shi was amazed when he looked at the woman lying flat on the bed in front of him, radiating a crystal light, and full of seductive temptation.
Beside him, Yun Tianzun chuckled and said, "Our Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, the biggest weakness is lust, this is his only flaw, so I prepared this gift for him." ”
"That being said, we only have one chance. Ling Tianzun's expression was solemn, "With the wisdom and ability of the Heavenly Emperor, he will never be planted in the same place twice, if he can't be wiped out once, we will all die without a place to be buried." ”
"So it's not the best time, and we need to be patient for a while. Yun Tianzun's eyes were full of profound wisdom, "Wait for Tiangong, Tubo, Earth Mother and others, we can no longer tolerate him, and wait for our strength to improve a little more." ”
Ling Tianzun nodded.
Yan Shi smiled beside him, the Ten Heavenly Venerables are all peerless masterpieces, and any one of them has the potential to reach the realm close to the Heavenly Emperor Taichu, but the Heavenly Emperor Taichu also understands this, so he first got rid of the head of the Tianzun, Yu Tianzun, and made the Tianzun internally divided into two factions, Hao Tianzun and Yun Tianzun, to check and balance each other.
At this point, the Heavenly Emperor Taichu did a good job, but he underestimated Yun Tianzun's wisdom and Hao Tianzun's ambition, and at the same time overestimated himself, laying the groundwork for defeat.
"Before getting rid of the Emperor of Heaven, we must first get rid of the Emperor, otherwise everything we do will be to make a wedding dress for the Emperor. Yun Tianzun looked at Yan She, "Now that I have made a plan, even if I can't kill the Emperor, this time it will be enough for him to survive for 300,000 years!"
Yun Tianzun's side, there was a peerless girl, she was wearing the ancient costume of the Creator family, her expression was cold, her beauty was extraordinary, and her appearance was very similar to the woman lying on the bed, as if she was the same person.
In fact, they were originally alone, but the woman lying on the bed was created by Ling Tianzun with the Divine Power of Creation and the treasure stolen by Yun Tianzun from the Zhaoyang Hall of the Heavenly Court, imitating this creator girl.
The two are exactly the same in appearance, but compared to the woman lying on the bed, the girl in front of her has a natural carving and flawless charm.
Seeing her, a touch of softness flashed in Yun Tianzun's eyes, and he introduced: "This is Lang Zhuan, the holy daughter of the Taixu Creator Clan. This time, the Creator will fully cooperate. ”
Yan Shi looked at the girl Lang Zhuan and said, "Although I have heard that Emperor Taidi is the leader of the Creator Clan, he betrayed the Creator, causing this primeval overlord race to wither, and the Creator Clan hated him to the core. ”
Hearing the name of the emperor, hatred appeared on the girl's flawless face: "This time, we must let him die without a place to be buried, and avenge the clansmen, Yun!"
Gazing at her clear eyes, Yun Tianzun couldn't help but turn sideways before saying, "Lang Lian, this time the Emperor Taidi will definitely be buried in the void." ”
With that, he walked out.
Outside are some of the existing masters of the Creator Clan, led by ninety-eight patriarchs and elders, with 100,000 Creator elites, ready to go.
This place is the void, where the last Creator race lives.
The Emperor had long wanted to eliminate these only remaining Creator clansmen, eliminate future troubles, and at the same time, obtain their divine consciousness power, strengthen themselves, restore their former strength, and seek revenge from the Emperor Taichu.
Therefore, after Yun Tianzun deliberately leaked the position of Taixu to him, this invincible overlord who was invincible across the primeval came in an invincible posture.
An earth-shattering loud bang suddenly came out in the distance, and a majestic figure was surrounded by the divine consciousness of Shangda Luo, crushing the space of the Void Land, distorting the law and light.
The Creators are called Creators because of their powerful divine sense, which allows them to visualize everything in the world, and from there, they turn the virtual into reality and create things and even life.
The ancient gods who now rule the universe, except for a few powerful oviparous ancient gods, Daosheng ancient gods, and heaven and earth spirit ancient gods such as the Heavenly Emperor Taichu, Tiangong, Tubo, and Earth Mother Yuanjun, most of the ancient gods were born of the subjective desire of the creators.
The stars in the sky, the buildings on the earth, the creatures that walk...... Many of these are nothing more than manifestations of the Creator's consciousness.
After the remnants of the Creator came, they once again visualized the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, creating a brilliant world and prosperity.
Because the Creator's divine consciousness is strong, they communicate with each other, and there are no secrets, so they are very simple and do not know how to deceive and lie.
It can be said that the land of the void is a unique pure land in the world, without any filth.
But when the emperor came, everything changed.
The emperor's colossal body and boundless divine consciousness impacted the void land, and the stars born from visualization, the sun and the moon crashed in an instant, the earth collapsed, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and a piece of doom.
If that's all there is, then there's nothing, the home can be rebuilt if it's destroyed, and the Creator family has a long lifespan and doesn't care about time at all.
But what made the girl Lang Zhuan sad and angry was that the place where the Emperor Taidi came was actually the rear where they were, and there were two lands in the land of Taixu, one south and one north.
Yun Tianzun said earlier that he would bring the Emperor to the north of Taixu, and the 100,000 elites of the Creator clan would wait here to destroy the Emperor in a battle.
And the old and young people in the clan who are not strong enough to retreat to the south of Taixu, hiding from the emperor, waiting for the results.
And at this moment, the Emperor appeared from the south and went on a killing spree, and the clansmen there were not good at fighting, how could they match the Emperor?
A wail and scream, through the space, reached her ears, this moment of Lang Zhuan, trembling in her heart, looking at Yun Tianzun deadly.
At this time, none of the people here, including the ninety-eight patriarchs, elders, and the hundred thousand Creator clansmen, had any change in their faces, and they looked at the south silently, motionless.
Obviously, they already knew everything.
"Necessary sacrifices are always inevitable. A bland voice with indifference suddenly resounded in Lang Lian's ears, and the girl's eyes widened, staring at the black-clothed young man in front of her.
Yan Shi smiled at her: "The strength of the Emperor is shocking, the Divine Consciousness is entrusted to the thirty-sixth layer of the void, and the Divine Consciousness Daluo Heaven is cultivated, immortal and immortal, if it is not for the help of external forces in the past, it is not comparable to the real Enlightened One, how can it give the Heavenly Emperor the opportunity to take advantage of the beginning?"
"Rao is like this, the strength of the Emperor is still the first in the world. Although he was severely injured by the Heavenly Emperor Taichu and has not recovered for many years, it is not something that can be killed casually!"
"The creator's divine consciousness has special powers, and once killed, it will collapse, so we let the Emperor slaughter the millions of creators in the south, just to use their collapsed divine consciousness to inflict heavy damage on the Emperor, and then give him a fatal blow!"
Yan Shi's eyes were cold, and a scimitar appeared in his hand, revealing an incomparable evil aura, aimed at the behemoth figure in the distance, brewing killing intent.
"This is not true!" Lang Zhuan lost his mind and looked helplessly at Yun Tianzun and the others, tears in the corners of his eyes, "The clansmen trust us so much, they are waiting for our triumphant return, but here we are watching them die, using their corpses to pave victory!"
Yun Tianzun sighed, "If we don't do this, the casualties will only be greater, and the entire Creator Clan will perish in this battle." Lang Lian, this is the last lesson I taught you, for the continuation of the race, for the ultimate victory, no matter how cruel the sacrifice is, it is worth it!"
Lang Zhuan stared at him blankly, as if he had never really known him, and muttered, "Yun, you can't do this......"
She turned around and looked at the ninety-eight Creator patriarchs, elders, and 100,000 people: "Please, save them......
Ninety-eight patriarchs and 100,000 people answered her in unison: "Lang Lian, the holy daughter of our Creator family, all sacrifices are worth it for the survival of the race!
Their consciousness fluctuated so high-pitched and intense, full of joy to die for the race.
Lang Lian fell to the ground in despair and looked at Yun Tianzun deadly.
The latter couldn't bear to turn his head away.
At this time, Yan Shi said loudly: "It's time to make a move!"
The full moon-like sword light slashed through the sky, pitch black as ink, scarlet as blood, with the terror of devouring all things, enveloping the emperor's scarred body.
"The way of life and death, the four bitter robbery knives!"
The sword light is colored and invisible, and it is full of desperate and tragic songs, high-pitched life lamentations, and the human pain of birth, old age, sickness and death is intertwined, like chains, entangled and entangled, depriving the emperor of his vitality and cutting his flesh and blood consciousness.
"Junior!" the Emperor roared in pain, and the Great Luo Heaven of Divine Consciousness erupted, and in the midst of the ruins, the boundless Divine Consciousness seemed to be annihilated and washed out.
But at this time, the remnant consciousness of the million creators who had just been killed by him was stimulated, and with the hatred of his life, it haunted the divine consciousness of the emperor, making him powerless.
"This is the time!" Yun Tianzun shouted, unleashed the Purple Sky Blue Fall, and joined forces with Ling Tianzun, Yue Tianzun, and the masters of the Creator Clan to besiege the Taidi.
"Damn!" the Emperor roared like thunder, and an earth-shattering force erupted from his body, destroying heaven and earth, collapsing space, and distorting the universe, which was extremely shocking.
But the battle just now had already detonated the injuries left to him by the former Emperor Taichu, coupled with the remnants of millions of creators, the Emperor Tai's strength was less than 20%, and he was covered in blood and embarrassed.
Yan Shi sneered, took out a little real skill, and the moon-like scimitar in his hand swirled, covered with black mangs, and the cold light was rich.
Laugh at!
Straight lines of blood burst from the center of the emperor's eyebrows, splashing on the ruins, symbolizing the end of the primeval generation of overlords.
"Junior, I curse you......" These were the emperor's last words, and he fell unwillingly.
"If you don't have good skills, what's the use of cursing scholars?" Yan Shi glanced at him lightly, took out a handkerchief, wiped the saber, calmly, and with a delicate posture.
Yun Tianzun and the others were far less relaxed than him, they were all panting heavily, although the battle just now was only a few breaths, but the Taidi generation of the ancient emperors, before they died, the counterattack was not ordinary.
Even if it was a strong man like Yun Tianzun, he was not lightly injured.
After the war, the void was a mess, and the remnants of millions of creators were entangled here, making this place empty, reduced to a Jedi, eternal dead silence, and Lang Lian walked lonely above, with a blank expression. I want to talk about "The Peak of the Heavens" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~