ps: The Empress's birthday message!

The eighty-first city of the human race, or the last level of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, everyone was shocked in their hearts and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill...... Is it her own exercise? Swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth, swallowing the sun, moon and stars swallowing everything in the world, if it is not checked and balanced, in some time, who else can be the enemy of this woman? The Feathered Son was killed by her! ”

"The Feather Holy Son was beheaded, the Feather Heavenly Soldiers were slaughtered, the Feather God Dynasty will inevitably be furious, let's leave the ancient road as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be a big turmoil in the future."

"This kind of exercise, taking the origin of people, regards us monks as the great medicine of the world, killing all the kings, just to fulfill her alone, such a person who hurts the heavens and is ruthless, can we just sit back and watch?"

"Yes, the magic should not be born, everyone should be punished, Beidou, Ziwei, Eternity, Heavenly Soldiers and other ancient stars, have long regarded this woman as a demon, I can't wait to get rid of it quickly, I leave my homeland, set foot on the ancient road, how can I be willing to become the nourishment of others? When the power of the world is raised, the magic is eliminated, and the world is bright! ”

Looking at the feathered heavenly soldiers who were lying on the ground, someone gradually began to break the silence, and everyone joined in one after another, as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the voices were noisy for a while.

At the same time, in the depths of the starry sky, a majestic pass towered, lonely for eternity, chaotic and breathing, showing a majestic atmosphere.

Four huge stone pillars, like the four poles of the sky, flashing starlight, lined up in front of the Xiongguan, towering into the starry sky, towering and compelling.

A slender figure, if the world is independent, the white clothes are moving, the fairy posture is out of the dust, ethereal and beautiful, standing quietly under the stone pillar, silently realizing something.

Her eyes, like autumn water, were quiet and extraordinary, undisturbed, and swept over the four giant pillars in front of her one by one.

The first stone pillar, the Taiyin Qi is swirling, the avenue is endless, if the dragon chants, in a trance, an ink-colored true dragon circles the starry sky, coercing and shaking the universe, this is the Taiyin Emperor.

The second stone pillar, like the great sun, shines brightly, shining on the galaxy, such a strong sun holy power, when the sun holy emperor is the only one.

The third stone pillar, chaotic and misty, hazy and ethereal, as if coming to the beginning of the opening of the heavens, the beginning of the earth, above it, a humanoid imprint suppressed the ancient and modern, eternal and indestructible, for the Daoyan Emperor.

The fourth stone pillar, if the feather soars, is hazy and white, and the surrounding area seems to be shrouded in a soft white glow, echoing the starry sky.

When she looked at the fourth stone pillar, her gaze became deep, like two whirlpools appearing above a dark pool, trying to swallow everything in the world.

"Do you know what they're doing?" She whispered, her voice cold, as beautiful as heaven.

There was no response, because under the vast starry sky, she was the only one.

She doesn't need any response, she has walked the world so far, from the obstruction of heaven to the enemy of the world, she has already embarked on a road destined to be lonely, taking obsession as the way, and always walking alone.

The four stone pillars did not end, and behind them, there were several huge stone pillars, all of whom came from different races and left indelible marks in the history of practice.

Fight to defeat the Emperor, the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor, the Qilin Ancient Emperor, the Silkworm Ancient Emperor...... It's just a brand, proof that they've been here without any sign of splendor and honor.

Or it can be said that their very existence is a kind of peerless splendor and honor.

She shuttled among the stone pillars, as if wandering on the eternal river, witnessing the rise of ancient emperors and emperors, and then the glorious ending.

No one can break the immortality, throughout the ages, let you be a talent, even if you are the king of the world, it is difficult to resist the years of a knife, the twilight of the hero, the pink skeleton, the empty eternal regret.

Unlike the eighty-one cities on the ancient road of the human race, this Xiongguan is unguarded, very silent, and there is no life in the city, as if no one has entered or exited for a long time.

The tall city gate was tightly closed, and two huge bronze rings of beast heads hung above it, like a real beast, and like gluttony, and the appearance was very hideous, revealing a vast wild atmosphere.

The first level of the ultimate ancient road, this is the name given to it by the world, non-great saint-level powerhouses, even the city gate can't be opened, as for how many passes there are really behind the city gate, no one can say clearly.

This is the place where the bones of the real heroes are buried, and it is the hegemony field of all the strongest people in the universe, and every living creature who comes here has swept the ancient road of their own clan, cut down the endless heavenly pride, and stepped on the blood and bones of the kings, and came to the last step.

One life does not tolerate two emperors, which means that each of them is the most terrifying opponent for each other.

The road to heaven, the last battle!

Without saying a word, she walked quietly to the closed gates.

"Buzzing ......" With a soft sound, a huge monument appeared in front of the city gate, and the emperor's aura was surround and breathtaking.

This monument is towering into the clouds, the front is like a crystal mirror, the luster flows, and the bright galaxy behind it is clearly reflected.

She quietly stared at her reflection, which should have amazed the face of the world, but put on a bronze mask, as if crying instead of crying, as if smiling instead of laughing, there seemed to be tears in the smile, and there was sadness in the brightness.

Above the stele, a total of forty-nine names shimmered, most of them powerful monks she had never heard of, except for a few that she had occasionally heard.

These names, like a long-lasting magic lamp, seem to have life, flowing with a dreamlike luster, all reflect the miracle of this monument.

In this life, it is just the beginning, and there are two people in the Holy Body alone, not to mention the Heavenly Overlord Blood and Yuan Spirit Body that she has encountered, and the number of people who finally enter the Emperor Pass will definitely far exceed this number.

But in her heart, there was no wave in the ancient well, and in the middle of her thoughts, a black and crystal avenue treasure bottle slowly appeared in her palm.

"Buzz ......"

The Great Dao Treasure Bottle roared softly, and a gravitational source seemed to appear in the starry sky of the universe all of a sudden, and the essence of the four directions, the sun and moon essences all surged, and the surrounding stars dimmed a little in an instant.

Its sparkling bottle walls are dotted with stars, and if you ignore its breathtaking aura, this must be a unique work of art that is unforgettable.

It is the tangible vehicle of her avenue, possessing indescribable immortal power.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, time seems to stand still, majestic and towering under the starry sky; The giant pillar supports the sky and tells the story of the eternal river; The stele is crystal clear, reflecting a peerless graceful shadow; The Great Dao Treasure Vase floats and sinks, as if it can suppress the heavens and all the worlds.

"If I live forever, can I wait for him to return?" She looked back, and the years passed.

Looking back, there was no one in front of the crystal stone tablet, except for the fiftieth person's name, which left a grimace mark like a child's graffiti, as if mocking, and even more so containing unspeakable endless sorrow.