The ancient sculpture disintegrated in an instant, a vast and infinite trembling power descended, the river of time was shattered, the fate of the situation had collapsed, the face of the cloth-clothed monk was long gone, he was once an ancient forbidden being, and now he did not know where to go, but left a wisp of incense in the flood wilderness.

Many years ago, a girl who turned into a demon accidentally entered here, she turned white overnight, inherited the death of the forbidden sculpture, and has been sitting since then, but her prestige has been the king of the whole world.

Today, the sculpture is broken.

A flash of consternation flashed in her dead eyes, and she couldn't believe it, and there was that last hope.

Could it be that he's back?

How should I deal with him?

The dead woman was speechless, staring.

The light and shadow of that moment were brilliant and beautiful.

Teng, Teng, Teng.

As if the wandering chaos disappeared and reappeared, he walked on the edge of life and death, Li Tu opened his eyes again, he saw a dusty shrine, under his feet were all ruins, it was an empty and lonely temple, the dome was high, the air was dead, who was worshipping here, this was a death-like temple, shrouded in mist, unseen.

As if at a glance, he also saw a white-haired girl sitting under the shrine, with a blank gaze and a dull face, her eyes were blood-red, her white hair was smooth and supple, her skin was as white as jade, she was wearing a bloody dress, her bearing was graceful and sharp, like a bloody knife, defeating the world.

"Girl, girl."

Li Tu shouted in a low voice.

In my memory, at the last moment, he was killed by the evil god, and his body was also brutally occupied, he was a pawn, dazed and desperate, and he couldn't find a way to break the game.

However, now, he has come to life again, occupying a strange body, it is a mysterious sculpture, turning into his own body, this is a rebirth, where is this heavenly realm? Where are the old people? Zi Su, the girl with long hair hanging down her shoulders in her dream, scene after scene, pretty faces, familiar and unfamiliar, dead and no place to be buried.

Li Tu's eyes were sad, as if the pressure of the whole world was on his thin shoulders, which was unbearable.

And he is also at this moment, looking back.

He remembered his old memories.

Once upon a time, he was a mortal monk, and he had never been able to fight all the way to a place of despair for nine days. He has become a taboo from the sea of blood in the mountains, he is a protector of the ancient emperor, and he is surrounded by strong enemies, this is the qualification of his righteous path immortal, and he needs to have a protector.

The young emperor like a flower, I don't know what to say, soft and weak, a pair of autumn water-like bright eyes, like to wear white clothes, she was poor when she was a girl, hard cultivation, often bullied, plain white face is full of tears, a long black hair like a waterfall, beautiful and moving.

And he is a domineering and cruel master, also a teacher and a friend, and also a most secret protector, when the emperor has not awakened the memory of his previous life, he wants to protect her, for her to defeat that group of young people, trying to get involved in the emperor's Daoyun, all deserve to die. He's a secretive man, and it's just a ridiculous deal.

I don't know when, his eyes are full of her bouncing and jumping, the one who gritted her teeth in the sun, or silently wept for her, her face was full of misery, but her eyes were firm, and she had been silently persistent, and the emperor who belonged to her never woke up, he was always behind her.

Sadly, the Friar fell.

He was plotted against by the Emperor.

That day, the blood rained, the wind blew everything, the trees bent, he fell in a pool of blood, his face was obsessed and silent, he looked at it in a daze:

"Yes, I hope you can become an emperor in the future, this is the path of the emperor, you kill me, I will kill you, I will be your protector, no matter from the beginning to the beginning, or whatever, I will not regret it."

The weak woman in white finally became the eternal empress with a long knife, the Empress of the Forgotten Sky.

And the man's mound was never there.

Never again!

He left behind only a small inheritance, which was almost severed.

In the twilight of the rain, he fell.

And after that countless years, he met a girl, she was forced to be helpless, weak as a rabbit, he couldn't bear it, so he gave it away, but he didn't expect that an unintentional move many years ago made it a generation of witches, although she has never done anything, but the name of the fierce has spread all over the world, this is the story of the girl and him.

He was betrayed once.

He didn't want to.

……

……

The breath of the girl in blood clothes seemed to dominate the world, and the iron-blooded aura behind her bloomed invincible, her eyes were clear, her lips curled up with a strange arc, and her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a terrifying light.

"Who are you? Where did the rats come from, damn it, you dare to occupy the sculpture statue of your predecessors, you should be damned. ”

Her face was full of murder, her face was melancholy, and her eyes were shattered into a pool of glossy water, as if she had lost the most important thing.

The dead woman's face was dull, her pupils were shocked, from the very beginning, she still had a touch of joy, feeling that the person she had guarded for a long time was going to come back to life, she was at a loss, and her heart would pound, dazed and helpless, she didn't know how to face the person she wanted to see all her life, sometimes she felt that it was desperate to hold on, but now, when that person really came, this was God's will.

Disappointed.

Extremely disappointed.

It's a pity he's not.

Who is it?

Blasphemy against God?

What about the Clothed Friar?

She thunders and rages, and she cannot be beaten.

This white-haired demon girl is usually kind and kind, and she guards this shrine all the year round, and she has not been out of the mountain for a long time, his subordinates are a group of big devils, almost unreasonable, only who has a big fist, so the girl's mind is very simple, no matter who you are, you will know if you ask my fist.

The momentum of the demon girl reached the peak of the world at that moment, she is definitely one of the most powerful and unfathomable people in the wilderness, there is no doubt that in this era when the emperor is like rain, as long as the emperor does not come out of the mountain, then she can dominate all this, domineering.

Her strength can definitely crush Li Tu.

But what was shocking was that the man's aura disappeared and reorganized, becoming brilliant, which made her suddenly remember that this was him.

Those who have their hearts in their hearts will return.

Li Tu stood in the dust of the shadows, his eyes were shining, his face was smiling, and he smiled, as if there was light.

"Night Hime, long time no see."

A hundred turns and a thousand turns.

And the demon girl who never cried, and called the power of the world with cruelty and domineering, actually covered her pretty face, crying, her eyes were stunned, "Are you real?" ”

"I'm dead, this is my Dao body, a reincarnated reborn, my memories of my second life, that is, my self and my crippled me, hopefully...... Don't cry, I'm not coming, am I? ”

The crystal tears of the demon girl fell, and the sad woman burst into tears for the first time, crying non-stop.

"Why did you come, I waited so hard for you. You don't want to go, I don't care, I've always followed you, you are you, in the past and this life, I don't care so much. ”

"Of course I won't go, the evil god was born, I am a person of the wilderness, Yehime, your strength is higher than mine now, and I still rely on you a lot."

Li Tu teased, narrowing the distance between each other.

"Well, fine."

The sad enchantress and the young monk embraced each other in the Temple of Night.

……

And in the world, the pressure of landslides and tsunamis is coming, if you can't grit your teeth and stand up, then you will fall, all beings will be slaughtered, their eyes are cruel and cold, playful and ruthless, they are gods or demons, you will fall more and more badly under the eyes of others.

……

Tongtian Pavilion, the army confronted, boundless, arrogant soaring into the sky, even though the army of the demon was defeated by the Valkyrie once, but the loss was not big, but it was frightened by the peerless sword, which made these demons jealous, and felt that they must not underestimate the people of the world. Those demons are riding strange mounts under them, their breath is as violent as thunder, and the peak is terrifying, these mounts and fierce beasts are born in dark tombs all the year round, or in the gap between the dead mountain and the abyss, the sky full of dead air makes them extremely arrogant and cruel, unstoppable, deformed and chaotic, bloodthirsty all day long, and war-loving, which is very compatible with the death temperament of the devil.

I saw that at this time, one by one the monks of Tongtian Pavilion wearing dark heavy armor, with solemn faces, thunder and anger-like demeanor, there were 100,000 people, this is the last counterattack of Tongtian Pavilion, to advance and retreat with Tiange, live and die together, it is not a pity to die, if the foundation of eternity falls in their hands, it is a big mistake.

At this time, the black stinging sky took the lead, the tiger's eyes were wide open, and the fierce flames were terrifying.

He smiled fiercely: "A group of rats in the Tongtian Pavilion, known as the number one pavilion in the world, have countless eagle dogs and dark chess under their command, all over the world, and it is said that the pavilion master is the first beauty of the gods, everyone, and fight with me, the mountain of death needs to be powerful, these righteous powerhouses cannot resist the resurgence of the evil gods, then leave it to me and wait, we can." ”

However, this group of rampaging demons did not notice the depths of their leader's eyes, but there was a deep fear hidden in them.

Because the lord of Tongtian Pavilion is not an embroidered pillow, she has a sword, this sword can kill immortals and destroy gods, which enemy who faces this sword will die, even the evil god is very jealous, that kind of sword of Dao will, can even completely tremble and smash the life, but unfortunately there is only that sword, but it is the deterrence of this sword, a sword to seal the throat, all the people are convinced, and they dare not move at all.

Therefore, although Hei Yutian is now boosting morale, he will definitely not take the lead when he knows the secret taboo, but he just let some people go to death first, and she is forced to sacrifice the power of that sword, and then become weak, so that he can do whatever he wants and take down Tongtian Pavilion, which is no problem.

He wanted to live because he had great ambitions deep enough to devour the whole world. There is even a trace of ambition to become the master of the magic mountain, although the white-haired demon girl's methods are really terrifying, but the one hundred and eight demons are all summoned by him, he doesn't want to be a puppet in the hands of others, that kind of mighty majesty, so that he is unwilling to be subordinate.

Therefore, he wants to dominate the world.

He wants to live.

He wants to meet the evil god, kill the white-haired demon girl with the power of the evil god, and from then on take charge of the Death Mountain, so that the general trend of the world is in his hands.

Now that this is really the case, the righteous path is too busy to take care of itself, and even let their group of people enter the realm of the middle gods, it seems that the resurgence of the evil gods has given them a huge panic, and they are merciless.

The pavilion master stands on the top of the Linxing Pavilion, overlooking all living beings like ants, her dress is fluttering, her plain white face, long hair as black as ink night, black pupils are pure, a luxurious purple dress, dressed up, she is not the kind of girl's tenderness and sweetness, but has a sense of grace and dignity, the mother of the world, thousands of gases, luxurious and dusty, like a fairy under the moon, beautiful and flawless.

She said indifferently: "Three lives and three lives, I can't touch your clothes, this heavenly way is too ruthless, after sacrificing that sword, I will die, in the reverse flow of time, will you think of me?" We used to be Taoist couples, and we said that we would see each other across the other side, why don't you know me? I'm very sad, next time, I won't run away again, since the Heavenly Dao is blocked, then I will cut this Heavenly Dao. ”

"In this life, I just want to hold your hand, lean on your shoulder, and say that the tenderness of my daughter's family is like a painting, but I can't even do this luxury, everything is really damned!"

The woman like the moon fairy is murderous, as if she wants to walk out of an invincible road of all races, and remember it for the world for a lifetime.

She looked down at the thousands of demons, her demonic intent boiling, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining an extremely mocking arc.

"Everyone, don't run away, the devil has fought here, in order to destroy the attic, in order to bury your hard work, can we bear it? Is there a way out? Where can you flee to? Are we going to be out of business? Never, this is the righteousness of righteousness, I would rather die than fall, let the devil see what they are facing, thousands of years later, the successors will definitely remember our name! ”

Then the crowd shouted!

All in one!

……

Great Qin, Immortal Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

The night was long.

A little light was like a bean, shivering in the wind.

These days, a lot of big things have happened that shocked the empress.

The evil god was revived with the help of the Gray Lord, and the day of the evil mother's advent is not too far away, and the future can be expected, which means that the power of the end of the flood will come soon, and no one can resist it, although some super ancient forces have planned to escape to other realms, and even some old guys whispered flatteringly, ruining the future of the ancient sect, just for a trace of ethereal survival, hateful, hateful!

But how can the Immortal Dynasty go? So what should the hundreds of millions of Lebanese do? Who will bear the catastrophe of such a huge causal luck.

And the young man who was given high hopes by her was framed by the evil god, he was beautiful, became famous at a young age, interrupted the ancient god in the flood and famine, inherited the power of the heavens, the head of the heavenly pride, but unfortunately it was a big change, but it was a chess piece in his hand, he was calculated, he couldn't jump out of the chessboard, and he could see the majesty of the evil god.

Tianqi Lou has no leader, without him, it will be a pot of porridge in an instant, no one who can stand up, there is a lot of trouble between the group of buildings and the early Wu League, everyone who is strong and who is not pleasing to the eye, sure enough, under the sneak attack of the ten ancient gods, almost all of them were buried, and the Wu League set up its own door, and Tian Qi was still lonely, and even the old forbidden king was killed in battle.

Once upon a time, there was a girl with peach blossom eyes and a pretty face It is a pity that the falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless, she is gone, and she runs to the avenue alone, her back is sad and sad, but it is a pity that the sentient people in the world are always hurt by ruthlessness, if she is still there, maybe it will not be so chaotic.

Just like many years ago, the royal family could not escape, and had to die in battle until the last man was left.

The empress of the Immortal Dynasty was wearing a plain dress, the woman was grinding ink with her hands, and her red sleeves were fragrant, and she quietly looked at a few big characters in her pen.

The pen is like a god.

The words are mellow and wishful, as if revealing a bright smile.

She only has a few days to rest, and she is tired from everything, but unfortunately she can't do better, which is really sad.

What you love is unobtainable, and the most detached from people's hearts!

In this world, the emperor of the Great Qin Land led many soldiers, and he fought without regrets, punching one punch after another, why did he give it to the evil god? Even if you have the power to destroy the world, you can't shake our will, and you will see death as home!

Can?

The plain-clothed empress shook her head, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in her eyebrows that could not be dissipated, she didn't know whether she was right or wrong, but since she had come to this point, it had nothing to do with right or wrong, she could only go on firmly, no matter how long and rugged his road ahead was, it was all an illusion.

The sky abandoned the building collapsed in an instant, and Tongtian Pavilion was also hunted by the devil, the fate was in jeopardy, originally with the means of the woman in purple, just the devil, can be expelled at will, but unfortunately she seems to have been hit too hard, and even if the huge foundation is destroyed, it doesn't matter, the means of the early ancient god city are really ruthless, the gods cannot be humiliated, they are as fast as thunder, I am afraid that they have already planned and calculated, and they want to crush it into the dust in one step, and no longer have to worry about counterattacking, ruthless and decisive, once and for all.

This is the old gods!

Otherwise, how could it be such a headache?

When the Immortal Dynasty united with Tianqi to put pressure on it, it must have been avenged for God's flaws, and it would never be forgiven.

They had been preparing in secret for a long time.

Suddenly, a messy night wind rushed into the Taiji Hall, the night wind was gloomy and rolling, as if through the screams of ghosts crying wolves, terrible and dark, the wind was very ordinary, like a ghost whispering, fiercely surrounded the empress of Daqin, countless bloody figures with extremely malicious eyes, hateful looking at the world master.

The empress's expression remained unchanged, standing in the wind, her plain clothes were frivolous, her bearing was still graceful, and her face did not change.

She said in a loud voice: "Since Daoyou is here, why don't you come forward to see you, why are you pretending to be a ghost here?" Very uninteresting. ”

"Hehe, empress, are you guilty? You dared to blaspheme the ancient gods in the first place, who gave you the guts? Do you regret it now? ”

The cold and resentful whispers were dense and long, as if they were about to explode people's heads, and they could not be stopped.

"Bendi has no regrets." The empress sneered.