Rebellion of the Hundred Emperors Chapter 557 Frozen Over
Qianliang City, and only this Qianliang City, which is on the source of fire, can make the Qianliang Emperor who is as strong as the strongest emperor helpless.
Otherwise, with his great name, it would not be impossible to find a peerless genius who had comprehended the Ice and Snow Dao to help him.
Hearing Cang Ye's words, Emperor Qianliang nodded lightly.
"That's right, it's in my Qianliang City Lord's Mansion. ”
Cangye was slightly silent.
If he made the entire Frost-Free City completely snowy like he did yesterday, he might be able to do it. But it is necessary to freeze one place forever. That's really tough.
At the very least, he didn't have enough confidence to create an eternal frozen land here in his current state.
"Just an eternal ice. With my current strength, I guess I can't do it. ”
If the source of fire that exists below is just an ordinary place where there is no Great Dao entity, or he still has some faith. But for a peerless fierce land formed after the blood of the emperor jīng, even if it was sealed as a peerless fierce land, he still didn't have any confidence.
Hearing Cangye's words, Emperor Qianliang was silent. And Duan Siyu behind him buried his head deeply.
See this scene. Cangye thought slightly, and then spoke.
"However, if the area is not very large. I think that if the order of the limit is activated and completely suppressed by ice, it should be able to be sealed for 10,000 years, and it should still be able to be barely done..."
10,000 years, this is already his limit.
"Ten thousand years?"
Qianliang Wuhuang looked at the night quietly, and his eyes flashed with thought.
"Ten thousand years, you can also do it!"
"Ten thousand years later, with the inheritance of my master, I believe that I will definitely be able to break through to a big realm. At that time, or, I can completely seal the peerless fierce land below, and then find an ice and snow powerhouse to come!"
With the complete inheritance of the immeasurable ancestors. Dry without emperor confidence, in ten thousand years, he should be able to reach a level that surpasses ordinary gods, and is even comparable to those ordinary powerhouses in the main realm!
At that time, it must have been possible to erase this peerless fierce place with his own power, but if he deepened the seal, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Hearing this, Cangye nodded.
"Okay, I don't know what kind of place it is?"
The premise of being able to seal is that the place to be sealed cannot be too large. This is the bottom line of the night.
"It's a secret room. It is a place in the entire Qianliang City, where no one can go except me and Siyu. ”
"And there, there is a mourning hall, and in it, there is only one coffin..."
Cangye was slightly stunned.
Freeze a coffin?
In an instant, he seemed to think of something. I thought of the strangeness of the emperor and the strangeness of Duan Siyu when Duan Siyu let himself dry the city on a snowy night before.
"There..."
In the dry city, it was not a place where frost and snow existed. And here, she is the only one who has anything to do with frost and snow...
"The one buried there is Siyu's mother, my wife, Emperor Wuhuashuang..."
Hearing this, Cangye didn't say anything. Just softly silent there.
Dry and unemperor's gaze began to leave, and he seemed to fall into a kind of intoxicating memory. There is joy, there is sadness, there is anticipation, there is sadness...
Looking at this mō-like dry and unemperored, Cangye sighed deeply.
Since ancient times, there have been countless heroes and heroes, and they are full of talents and talents. Originally, they were all the strongest divers with the Tao and the hope of transforming into the Dao. But as a result, many people ended up falling on this rough road.
It's not that they don't work hard enough, it's not that they don't have enough talent, it's not that they're unlucky.
It can only be said that their final defeat was lost in love.
The road against the sky, how difficult it is, if you can't go all the way to the end, then you will eventually turn into a handful of loess and be buried in the nothingness of the heavens.
And the feelings of human beings are the biggest obstacle on the journey of these strong people against the sky.
Therefore, the strong man of a venerable cultivator cultivated to the end, and chose to be too forgetful. Forget everything, save only yourself. They are destined to no longer care about any feelings, the only thing they care about is only the supreme peak, only continuous progress, until they transcend and become the strongest existence of eternal eternity and immortality!
Cang Ye knew that in his previous life, he should have taken this route. The same is true for his own future, and there is no way to destroy the sword.
And as a result, it was indeed their success. Basically, whether it is the Fateful Demon Sword or the Daoless Extermination Sword, almost all of them have become the greatest existences of their respective eras.
However, in this life, the existence of the eighth or ninth life has completely changed. Since the beginning of the night, I have been trapped in love.
Whether it's family, friendship or love. These were all roadblocks that stood in the way of his peak. But in the end, Cangye never gave up, and he refused to give up!
He said that in a person's life, if even the original emotions can be abandoned, then what is the meaning of the so-called peak?
In front of him, looking at the same astonishing and overwhelming, the future is destined to become the supreme invincible powerhouse of the era, and it is also because of love and love that he has fallen into deep contradictions.
In the heart of the night, an equally sad feeling swelled up.
"Could it be that if we and other strong people want to go against the sky, are we really destined to be lonely all our lives..."
Whispering softly, the dry Wuhuang returned from the memory, full of a kind of vicissitudes.
Hearing this, the night finally ceased to be silent. His gaze was steadfast. In a trance, an indescribable temperament appeared all over his body.
"The cycle of life and death, the origin and the fall. This is all the work of fate! The purpose of our life as a martial artist is to go against the heavens, to achieve true detachment, to achieve true eternity! And isn't this to get rid of these heavenly restrictions!"
"Emotional sadness is beautiful. This is not one of the most precious memories. It is not a grinding, but a kind of spiritual sustenance!"
"We are destined to go against the sky, either to live or to die. We are hot-blooded and domineering, and we are not afraid of all. If you can't even see through that. Then even if you are too sad and forgetful, you can only come to the same existence as heaven and earth after all, become an emotionless world, and become another world!"
"If that's the case, I won't climb to the pinnacle of this limit!"
Don't board!
If so, this pole is at the pinnacle, I don't want to climb it!
The heart of the night has been expressed through words.
Looking at this mō-like night, the dry and unrestrained emperor was shocked, all the mí completely retreated, and those who stayed were also the same firm!
And Duan Siyu behind him, there was an indescribable light flashing in his eyes. At this moment, her eyes looking at the night were full of all kinds and varies.
"I don't want to log in!
"You have such arrogance, and so do I!"
"What a journey against the sky, what a conquest of the years! If you can go up to the Night Emperor, I can do the same! Even if you can't go, I can!"
...
The three of them walked on the road, and at this moment, Cangye finally understood everything about the matter.
What was buried in the ice coffin was indeed the Wuhua Frost Emperor.
In the past, she was also a world-class genius who resounded through the Void Battle Domain. At that time, she was almost as famous as Qianliang Wuhuang. It was only later that he met Emperor Qianliang and married him.
Or such a story, there is nothing in the first place.
But later, bōlan finally appeared.
At the beginning, Emperor Qianliang was besieged by countless strong people, and every time, almost every time, the two of them fought side by side, working together against the enemy.
Endless battles, with the inheritance of the immeasurable ancestor king, or no big deal. But for a truly mortal Wuhua Frost Emperor, it was already unbearable.
Later, the dry amount of no emperor achieved prestige. And the two finally got rid of the fate of being hunted down. They built the city of Qianliang and lived here. This time, it's tens of thousands of years.
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