After hundreds of years of red dust, stepping on thousands of lonely peaks, after all, it is missing the pride of the year. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Above the nine skies, there is only one person standing with his hands, and no one appreciates the beautiful scenery of the country with him.

In fact, there is not much difference between rewarding and not rewarding, after all, the world today is not the world of yesterday, and I don't know who will spend tomorrow.

But it should have nothing to do with him anymore.

The huge god dynasty, between heaven and earth stood for a full 100,000 years, experienced countless wind and rain waves, once upon a time, because of the protection of him and a group of civil and military generals, every time after the gloom is a sunny day, the people still live and work in peace and contentment, and the palace is still singing and dancing.

Cathay Pacific, Min'an.

Just as he had hoped for at first.

It's a pity that life can't always be as good as it first sees, and the way of heaven can't always be beautiful.

The Heavenly Dao, which is high up, is good at giving and depriving.

Always inadvertently, you lose everything inherent in you, and you can no longer enjoy the quiet beauty.

It's just that your pain and your suffering, in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, are just normal cycles.

Naturally, fairly.

Yes, the twenty-sixth emperor of the Three Dynasties Heavenly Emperor, the Fuxi clan, who broke through the bloodline curse and ascended to the altar again in his hands, and the Nuwa clan, who had always been a peerless mother, went to destruction again, and moved their seats to many ambitious strong clans, which is really fair to them, and it is also in line with the natural law of the rotation of wind and clouds.

But for him, who single-handedly supported the Xi clan and the Nuwa clan, it was cruel and unreasonable.

Especially when the majestic Divine Dynasty that he had worked so hard to build also fell apart overnight with the demise of Fuxi Nuwa, and was completely divided by the rebellious ministers and thieves from all sides, he had a deeper understanding of the cruelty and ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao.

Ironically, as an eyewitness and experiencer of this series of events, he has no ability to stop and change.

He's old.

No longer high-spirited, no longer full of enthusiasm.

The Taoist friends who had fought side by side with him also left one after another, and only he survived to the present.

He is an acquired soul, but he is one of the longest-lived beings in the world, because he is an emperor.

is both a god emperor and a demon emperor.

But anyone who cultivates the realm of Shinto, whether it is a god, a godlord, a god-king, a god-king, or a god-emperor, as long as he has never stepped into the emperor realm for a day, he must have a heartfelt awe when facing him, and he will not dare to make mistakes.

Similarly, a person who cultivates the Demon Dao realm, as long as he does not cultivate to the Demon Emperor for a day, will have to bow down in front of him.

He shouldn't have much trouble when he overwhelmed countless gods and demons, and the god dynasty he established should not be destroyed, but when his opponent is also an emperor, and his attainments in the seven reincarnation systems are better than him, everything will be variable.

One of the biggest variables is the speed at which he ages.

As an emperor, even if the predecessor is an acquired soul, he should have an infinite lifespan and will not age.

But the pain he experienced in the long years, and the partings he witnessed were so many that he couldn't suppress his emperor-level state of mind, so he had to forcibly suppress it with mana.

It was suppressed for a while, but it couldn't be suppressed for a lifetime.

So he's still old.

The handsome gods of the past are no longer handsome, only the gray hair that can't be combed clean and the vicissitudes of wrinkles that can't be erased no matter how good the elixir is.

It was the second year of the collapse of his divine dynasty, and the day before he had made an appointment with the emperor to fight a decisive battle.

When the people and things he cherished were gone and irretrievable, leaving only the memories in his mind, the victory or defeat of this imperial battle that was enough to sensationalize the world no longer seemed to be so important to him.

But he still has to fight, and he fights with all his might.

No matter whether the result is victory or defeat, life or death, he will prove his dignity as an emperor and the pride of Fuxi for millions of years to the world in this battle!

Even if it's just the last rays of sunset!

......

On the eve of the decisive battle, he did not go to the homeland of the Divine Dynasty.

Because he was afraid of touching the scene, he was afraid that his heart would not be able to hold on to the moment when he completed the decisive battle with the emperor.

He had come from the skies above a relatively remote star field.

This place is unfamiliar to many, but he is very familiar because it is her hometown.

He remembered everything about her, and he would not forget it and did not want to forget it.

Emperor Cang, who was once invincible in an era and suppressed an era, sat silently like this, letting the wind blow around to ruffle his white hair and sleeves, he was a little tired, but he never wanted to close his eyes, probably because he was afraid of meeting her in a dream, so he never wanted to wake up again.

He sat in silence for no longer until a strange wind blew past him, and his indifferent face, which was never sad or happy, finally changed.

"You're here. ”

It didn't seem like he was talking to others, but like he was talking to himself, because his voice was really weak at the moment, and he didn't have the courage of an emperor.

However, not long after his words fell, a response came from his side.

"I'm coming. ”

Two simple words, spoken from two complex mouths, seem to have extraordinary meaning.

The old man just said flatly: "You came a little late." ”

"It's a little late. ”

Although he still couldn't see the other party's figure, the other party's voice was still very clear.

He coughed suddenly, his strong but fragile body undulating slightly, but he finally had no intention of turning around.

Of course, there is no need.

The two of them were separated by a long time and space, and it was already the limit of being able to talk, and it was impossible to see each other's faces in this situation.

"It's a big price to pay here. ”

"Indeed, after this trip, the consciousness I left in the outside world will completely disappear, and the seven retrograde Kanyu will also be silent in the vortex of time and space along with the gods and demons, and they will remain there until my true body is born. ”

"Gods and Demons...... It's a good creation, at least it's more interesting and easier to change than it is. ”

"But at that time you were still bent on leaving, and you had to leave because you didn't belong there. ”

"I also didn't belong to the Fuxi Divine Clan. ”

"A long time ago, the human race was the predecessor of Fuxi and Nuwa, or Fuxi and Nuwa after being cursed, and there is no such thing as belonging or not. ”

"You've come here from the past not just to discuss this with me. ”

“......”

Dao Zu was silent for a long time, he didn't seem to know which way to express his meaning more appropriately.

But at this time, Di Cang suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist, I am now dying, you better not waste time." ”

Dao Ancestor suddenly wondered, "You have calculated that you will die?"

Emperor Cang smiled dryly: "He is not old, I am old, and I am also in the Emperor Realm, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Dao Zu said gloomily: "It seems that I came later than I imagined. ”

Di Cang said: "Yes, you missed a lot when you came late, but fortunately there is one person you didn't miss." ”

"Who?"

"Past me. ”

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