readx;? A golden lotus was born side by side, the double lotus swayed, rising up, accompanied by the golden fluorescence constantly pouring, submerged into the cold corpse, the golden glimmer was imprinted on his pale face, but it was full of vicissitudes and desolation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was amazing in the sky, but in the end, he was only buried on this lonely peak, sleeping under this cold soil, no one to look, no one to accompany him, only to fall lightly, she did not hope that Zihan could be resurrected, she only hoped to accompany him in this life.

She leaned in front of the tombstone like this, I don't know how long it took, she didn't cultivate, she didn't think, she faded out of this world, in front of this tombstone, she was talking about endless words, talking about things that she didn't dare to talk about on weekdays, but she was very satisfied.

There is no time in the mountains, and the battlefield of the spirit gods is in endless turmoil, and the creatures that have been exiled have appeared one by one, and the powerful creatures have entered the main battlefield, competing on the land that exiled them back then, and they are on the battlefield in almost every domain.

At this moment, the hundreds of races are in the world, and the eternal glory is contending, and generations of Tianjiao have walked out of the gods, with the descendants of the major ancient religions, the Tianjiao of the gods, and the powerful race that was once isolated from the world, stepping out of the self-styled land of the year......

At this time, a year has passed since the fall of Zi Han, but in this year, there are endless heavenly arrogances, especially in the spirit god battlefield, one by one Tianzhong characters are famous on the battlefield, and they are not weaker than anyone else, and even in the rumors, there are five sons of Tiancheng, the genius of the spirit demon son.

The genius hidden in the great sect, once born, swept the battlefield, challenging the already famous Tianjiao, or life or death just to fight for the strongest position in this life, Tianjiao has never been weaker than anyone under the battle, like a big wave of sand, after all, there are countless geniuses left on this battlefield.

Time flies, Zi Han has passed for two years, in these two years, all the Tianjiao is still constantly competing, but in this year, everything has changed, the battlefield has become more grandiose, I don't know why, the thirteen domains of the South Heaven, each domain has a spiritual battlefield.

But overnight, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and the endless thunder appeared in the world, converging on the heavens, and the thunder danced wildly, accompanied by the strange sound of the heavens, there was a golden lotus phantom rooted in the heavens and the earth and bloomed with endless light, there were gods and demons in the heavens, and the gods and gods occupied the heavens and the earth......

On that day, the strange sound in the sky shook the whole southern sky, there was a tree that stood up in the sky, if it occupied the sky, a strange beast was so huge that it could not be seen, the whole sky could not contain its real body, a woman, dressed in white, playing the piano with floating hands......

In this endless vision, the thirteen battlefields blended into the largest spiritual god battlefield in ancient history, and at this moment the battlefield was so magnificent, like a piece of heaven and earth, the seven domains that had been transformed into the spiritual god battlefield were once again blended and disappeared.

Only in the sky, there are seven sacred mountains, seven supreme positions, which will represent the seven sons of the spirit gods, all the heavenly pride in the southern sky gathered in one place, and what they did between the continuous battles was only to be able to stand on the top of the seven sacred mountains.

For the supreme position, Tianjiao wandered and fought bloodily all over the heavens, and one by one broke down a great name, in this life, when so many Tianjiao appeared together, gradually no one still remembered the name of the Sword Monarch back then.

The Sword Monarch has passed away and stayed in the years, covered up by the statements of the latecomers, and at this time, how many people still remember the extremely brilliant Sword Monarch back then?

On this day, in the Heavenly Soul Dynasty, in the huge imperial city, the Heartless Emperor stood on top of a peak with his hands on his back, which was once Ye Tian's retreat, and in the distance was the tomb of Zi Han's mother, he had come here many times, but he never dared to go over and tell her everything that had happened......

"Hey!"

The Heartless Emperor sighed lightly, two years are not long, but he dyed the hair under the purple and gold crown again, his eyes gradually became cloudy, and the marks left by a few more vicissitudes on his face were so profound, and now that day, when the exiled creatures returned, not only in the Spirit God Battlefield, but also outside the battlefield.

They are plundering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and in the past two years, I don't know how many dynasties have been destroyed, as if the general trend is unstoppable, and the Heavenly Soul Dynasty can only protect itself.

Today's Heartless Emperor was even more melancholy, and at this time, a beautiful shadow fell behind the Heartless Emperor, and between saluting, he said, "Grandfather, I came back the next morning, but I was seriously injured!"

"Are you injured again?" the Heartless Emperor asked himself softly, turned to look at the shadow, with a hint of melancholy, and said, "It's been two years, in order to avenge Han'er, he practiced so hard for the first time, and even took the initiative to awaken the soul vein."

"Grandfather, the younger brother has broken through to the seventh turn of the Spirit God at this time"

"Hey!"

"What about the seven turns of the spirit god, the battlefield of the thirteen domains in this world has turned into one, and countless heavenly arrogance have risen together, all in order to compete for the supreme position, although he is a natural soul vein, but the inheritance of the Heavenly Soul Dynasty without me, the Heavenly Soul Canon, how can he stand out among those countless heavenly pride!"

The heartless emperor was even more melancholy, looking at the misty peak in the distance, he unconsciously remembered that person, that peerless and amazing person, a little sentimental, and said, "Xiyu, if Han'er is still there, he will definitely be able to stand out in this life, maybe only a person as proud as him can achieve the supreme position."

"Father's Day mourning" Ye Xi said comfortingly, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"I still remember the last time the Spirit God Battlefield of the Thirteen Domains was unified, and I remember the person who achieved the supreme position, he rose from the endless heavenly arrogance and achieved the supreme position"

When Ye Xiyu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, a little surprised, and said, "This person can rise from the pride of heaven and earth, and he must be peerless."

"Yes, that person is amazing!" the Heartless Emperor opened his mouth, but there was a sense of melancholy between his words, and at a certain moment, when he looked into the distance, the old man's face couldn't help but smile lightly, and said, "He is as amazing as the original Han'er!"

"Huh?" Ye Xiyu suddenly became puzzled.

"Because he is the same as Han'er, he is a natural holy vein person who has not been visible for eternity!"

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The battlefield is constantly fighting, I don't know how many people have buried their bones, before moving to the supreme position, I don't know how many days are proud and hateful, and I don't know how many days are proud to bury the bones, blood and fire have forged the road to the supreme, but whoever finally ascends to that position is not stepping on the bones of ten thousand people.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed since the vicissitudes of eternity, and there are many people in the Ten Thousand Tribulation Mountain Range, but after three years, when those people came to the lonely wind, they looked at the woman in front of the tomb, and when they looked at the inscription on the tombstone, they no longer recognized it.

"Who is the Sword Monarch, and will he bury his bones here?"

"Who remembers, on the battlefield, there are already many days of pride and hatred, if you can't ascend to the highest position, who will remember"

"Jianjun?, this name is so familiar, but I can't remember it."

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Someone has come, someone has left, but they have never stopped, looking at the tombstone lightly, with a smile on the beautiful face, just looking at it like this, but this moment has passed three years, in the tomb, the golden lotus is still swaying, but I don't know at what moment, between the golden lotus, a purple light source is glowing with soft light, blooming with vitality.

And that was on top of the Nine-Colored Soul Tower, and he had captured that Soul Heart.

The heart of the living soul is glowing with purple brilliance, so mysterious and noble in that brilliance, every wisp of it has turned into pure vitality, constantly integrating into his body, accompanied by the swaying of the golden lotus, the fluorescence is sprinkled, a kind of strange convergence from all directions, slowly condensing, and that is the power of the soul.

The vitality in the purple heart of the living soul continued to fall into the limbs and bones of the young man, and the broken arm lying on the side of the young man under the vitality was connected to one place in the broken place, and the blood hole was still in the center of the eyebrows at this time, but in the place of the blood hole, there was a mark circulating at this time, and the black and white entanglement on the mark turned into life and death, enveloping everything.

Life and death flow, life continues, the golden lotus is juxtaposed, if the soul is gathered, with all this, after three years of silence, the pale face as snow is a little more bloody.

Everything that happened at this time was so incredible, but the next moment something even more incredible gradually emerged, in his chest, there was a slight undulation, and the heart seemed to beat slightly at that moment, and in his heart, half of the ink-like imprint was slightly circulating and levitating, and it was the half of the soul city imprint he had obtained.

Heaven and earth are not visible, the soul city is not visible, with the turbulence, with the return of the other half of the imprint, the soul city has long been gone, but at this moment, at this moment, when the half imprint in Zi Han's body manifests again, there is a golden streamer emerging.

At this moment, between the beating of the half of the imprint like ink, in the coffin, with the flow of the subtle golden light, the half of the golden imprint appeared out of nowhere, at that moment, the two halves of the imprint made a buzz, and under the fusion of ink and golden light, it turned into a complete imprint at that moment......

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