As I wrote this chapter, I listened to the music and wrote, and I burst into tears of grief like a girl. Writing and writing, the image of the Eight Great Martial Emperors, who did not have much ink, suddenly became clear and profound.

If you read something from this chapter that is moving, sad, or heroic, please be sure to tell me.

"The Cliff of the End of the World. ”

Wang Ce's sneer, shallow and faint, full of disdain: "This is the first way." There are also two ways to create a snooping on the realm of the Martial God and achieve the Martial God. ”

"The sand that does not leak, the water of the Lethe River, and the flowers of the other side. ”

"Valkyrie Volume!"

Martial God Wang Ce scoffed, but he was just a bunch of bastards who only cared about sīyù.

The three styles of the sword god are purely self-cherishing, and that's it. Judging from the past, even if it is Song Wushen, it will definitely not be the flower of the other side.

However, why did the "Cliff of the End of the World" imprison him Song Martial God here? Even if he fell for the plot of the ancient martial god. But the ancient martial god was a hundred years after the divine war, and he "died of serious injuries".

The "Cliff of the End of the World", a treasure that can comprehend the realm of martial arts, was actually brought to the barbaric five continents by his surname Song. What does this mean?

There is also a Valkyrie volume divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. I'm afraid that the Martial God Volume may not be three volumes, but it has been artificially divided. Why is that?

The three styles of the sword god are definitely not created by the martial god. The origin of the Martial God Scroll has absolutely nothing to do with the three major Martial Gods. The cliff at the end of the world was not made by them.

Wang Ce said coldly: "If I guess correctly, you are simply cultivated by the Protoss, and maybe even a traitor to the Protoss. ”

Song Wushen's dim eyes finally had a hint of bō, and he struggled with all his strength and shouted in a low voice: "We are not traitors!"

"It doesn't matter. ”

Wang Ce's eyes flashed: "You have collected all the three treasures that can comprehend the realm of the Martial God, and even divided them. It is to block the way for others to become martial gods and maintain your supremacy!"

Song Wushen's eyes were full of confusion, and he wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't move, and desperately squeezed out the words: "The Human Emperor was the first to be made by the Protoss." Then they denied the value of the human emperor, believing that we humans should be divided into Duomu countries...... They were wrong. ”

Song Wushen roared: "What qualifications do they have to guide us!"

"Isn't it good to have multiple countries?" Wang Ce sneered, if it was a multi-ethnic world, it would naturally be bad. Judging from the history books, Jiuzhou has developed the fastest, and the people have the best life, which is the era of the hundred kingdoms in the past thousand years.

Wang Ce said lightly: "I said, it didn't matter before, what happened before the God War was secondary, and it was all in the past." The important thing is that you were the hero of the world before, and now you are the biggest scourge of Jiuzhou. ”

"In the past, you cultivated ten generations of human emperors, how many people did you harm? In order to get out of trouble, how many people did you harm? Today, how many people will die when the four great human emperors compete for dominance in the world?"

Wang Ce was calm: "I have never been a noble and righteous person, and I have nothing to do with it. But you instructed Da Lu to hunt down and kill the descendants of the Martial God...... Unfortunately, as you said, I'm probably a descendant of the ancient martial gods. ”

"If the law doesn't break, if you don't die, I won't be able to sleep. Wang Ce looked up at the starry sky lightly: "You will never know how worried and cautious I have been since I guessed this shit-like life experience." I'm afraid of missing a clue, for fear of being noticed something. ”

"The life I want most is the pleasure of eating, drinking, and having fun, not a life of hardship. This broken life experience makes Lao Tzu annoyed, and there is always a sense of crisis. ”

"You know how long I've not enjoyed Bin for this ruined life, I'm such a lazy person, forced to cultivate diligently. was forced to go to Beice Mansion, and was forced to intrigue with others like fools all over the world. Are you and I happy to deal with those people? With this nonsense, Lao Tzu would rather study how to make coffee, and Lao Tzu would rather bask in the sun at home every day. ”

"I'm so damn that I don't dare to eat my daughter-in-law, I don't dare to go back to my home, I don't dare to see my friends, I'm afraid that people will take me hostage. ”

Wang Ce suddenly became furious: "Just for you rotten people and bad things, Lao Tzu hasn't lived a comfortable life for five or six years! You said that you fucking An An will die if you live a life? It's a lot of fun!"

Song Wushen probably just wanted to burst into tears, who was dying at this moment!

Wang Ce was furious and indignant, and vented all the frustration accumulated in the past few years!

The moonlight was bright and gentle, and the earth was full of devastation.

"You Song Martial God is not a good thing. In order to get out, countless bad things came out, and countless people were killed. ”

"The Great Law is not a good thing, and the Divine Charism will be even more of a piece of shit. Even Gu Bo, this sneaky guy, is not a good thing. ”

Wang Ce was furious: "Being entangled by you rotten bastards, it's the mold I have poured for two lifetimes!"

Song Wushen finally interjected, and said weakly and intermittently: "Gu Martial God, it is your ancestor!"

"I'm his ancestor!" Wang Ce was furious.

Song Wushen suddenly felt sad for his 5,000-year-old comrades-in-arms. He suddenly felt that the old friend who had not woken up until now was also a friend and foe, and he was afraid that nothing good would end.

After a while, Wang Ce vented his anger, and then said with a comfortable heart: "Okay, rabbit spirit, it's time for you to speak." What is your intention in cultivating the Four Great Human Emperors? ”

The corners of Song Wushen's mouth were brewing a trace of coldness, and he didn't say anything? Do you really think you are a martial god? Wang Ce sneered: "Rabbit spirit, don't say that I look down on you. The dignified martial god is the mastermind behind the scenes, and he hasn't come out of Gu Bo yet, and he hasn't come out of the Great Law Emperor yet, you are simply a scum, if I were you, I would have dug a pit and buried myself a long time ago. And the face is alive!"

"Emperor Dalu?" Song Wushen's eyes suddenly sharpened: "What did you say." ”

Wang Ce sneered: "Gu Bo is sneaky in secret, I'm afraid that he is about to achieve his goal." It's just that the charity will be a little scum, but people have done something anyway. Da Lil ...... Do you think Da Lu will really sit back and watch you get out of trouble?"

"Even without us. When the Great Law ruled the world, after exterminating the remnants of the Protoss, it was the time to recruit the Martial Emperor of Jiuzhou to besiege and kill you, as for the Protoss, who knows who is in hand!"

Song Wushen suddenly used all the strength of his body to laugh: "Unless the Protoss makes a comeback, where is there a pure-blood Protoss today." Hahaha, the Four Great Emperors have their own Oga ......"

Wang Ce stared for a while, and suddenly showed his face: "Very good, I don't have any doubts for the time being." Do you know why I didn't run away?"

Song Wushen laughed: "You don't dare to move! If you move, I will blow up my heart and will." ”

Wang Ce sighed: "I really hope you don't have the courage to burn jade...... Then you're going to die first!"

Ma Chao and Xu Zhu emerged from the bronze pot, and both burst out with powerful battle spirit skills, blasting away together.

"Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night!"

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain!"

The remaining two hearts were activated at the same time, first for a moment, and then for a moment, and then to see the purple sword hearts turn into a glow and drift away, condensing above the nine heavens, like countless meteor showers turning into cannonballs.

Wang Ce never thought of escaping at this moment, he couldn't kill Song Wushen, he was the one who died!

There is no second option.

Wang Ce almost didn't think about it, and instantly burst out at the fastest speed, like lightning. The Emperor Water Sword glows with strange brilliance, forming a beautiful rainbow in the night sky.

The sand that doesn't leak!

The water of Lethe!

Flowers of the Other Side!

"Don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice" to supplement the huge true yuan, so that Wang Ce can fully display the three styles!

Confinement is Mu Yi's opportunity.

If he can't kill Song Wushen, then under Song Wushen's self-explosion, he Wang Ce has a hundred lives, and he will definitely die.

Three consecutive styles, sword god three styles!

Let the whole sky change, and the wind and clouds will bring up layers of rolling clouds. The sword light was pervasive, dense in the clouds, and it was a force that destroyed the sky and the earth.

In the endless brilliance, Song Martial God distorted, and let out the most crazy laughter: "Boy, you never understand how strong the Martial God is!"

"Xiaolou listens to the spring rain at night...... is not so much imprisonment as a temporary trap for the opponent in a small prison. There is no way to imprison the other party's movements.

Wang Ce's gamble blow will not succeed in the end.

"Then the jade will be burned!" Song Wushen condensed the incomparable will of the martial god and bombarded Wang Ce frantically.

Song Wushen was still arrogant and spit out disdainfully. Blood, with all the strength of his body, let out a roar that pierced through the sky!

"When I die, you all have to be buried together!"

The jade of the Martial God was burned! Broken will!

It's too late. Thorn woke up and turned around, just in time to see this scene, he looked at the double tuǐ that was broken, resolutely turned around, and used the greatest strength to block in front of the deputy Xiaowu Emperor and the Killing Emperor!

The thorny face is like iron, and he resolutely explodes his heart and his will is broken!

"Hopefully, a few young people can be saved!"

The King of Assassins smiled faintly, staring back at the rushing light that erupted from the Valkyrie's body. In an instant, like a nuclear bomb, the storm of qi and will was like an impact, blowing the earth, the mountains, the flowers and trees into powder.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the light came behind him. The King of Assassins opened his mouth and roared in the dazzling light that turned night into day......

Wang Ce saw with his own eyes that these two kinds of immense impacts burst out from the body of the Martial God. He let out a wry smile and waited for death, but suddenly heard a hoarse call!

"...... in vain"

Ji Qian's blood-soaked outburst was the most astonishing speed, and he looked at his favorite disciple with concern, and roared angrily: "The battle spirit is combined!"

One broke through the air, and almost instantly came across the sky between Wang Ce and Song Wushen. I didn't want to think about it either, it was just a gang heart that blew itself up, and blocked all the impacts for Wang Ce with his scarred body!

Storm of Spirit, Storm of Will, madness ravages the earth and the sky!

Wang Celing hún jumped wildly, tearing his heart: "Master!"

Always standing by his side, defending him and protecting him, it was never some bullshit Gu Bo. It's Ji Qian's defeat of this master, even if it comes to the most critical and dangerous moment, it is still this master who appears when he needs protection the most!

Wang Ce looked at the master's abdomen, which had been beaten out with half a hole earlier, and his intestines hung down and were covered with dirt. Watching the master's double tuǐ break.

Wang Ce's tears couldn't stop pouring down, this master dragged the broken body, climbed a few kilometers, and crawled over to protect him.

A mighty storm is raging, destroying everything.

Ji Qianfu smiled like an old farmer, and he was really rustic: "Accepting you as an apprentice is one of the most proud things in a teacher's life." There is no limit to what you will accomplish in the future, but ...... As a teacher, I won't be able to see the day when you are blue. ”

Ji Qianyu stretched out his arms, like protecting a chicken, protecting his disciples in front of his arms and body, and instructed: "Live well!"

"Master!" Wang Ce let out a cry that tore the soul apart, tears rushing down like a flood!

Ji Qianyu smiled and said softly for the last time: "Look, the dead tree sprouts." ”

The storm of will and the storm of qi wreaked havoc on a hundred miles, destroying everything and leaving only traces of ashes!

In the dazzling white light, the most hysterical and heart-rending howls suddenly burst out! ！。