Haotian God finally stood up.

There was a fire burning in his eyes: "Yuding, Renekton, good, very good! For more than a million years, this emperor has never been so seriously injured, even the original emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Xingtian, and Houyi have never embarrassed this emperor so much." ”

That's right, the current Haotian God is already seriously injured, and even his own King's Law has been cut off by Yuding Zhenren's Sword Slashing Heavenly Dao. But after all, he is the God of Haotian, even if the law is cut off, he will not fall so easily.

"Emperor Ben said that if you want to die, you must die!" Haotian God slowly raised the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Renekton and Yuding Zhenren glanced at each other, they never thought that it would be such a result. At this time, Renekton and Yuding Zhenren didn't even have the strength to fight, even a gust of wind could make them fall.

And Haotian God still has some mana at this time, and there is no doubt that he can easily kill the two of them.

"Is it the end of the road today?" said Renekton with a wry smile.

Haotian God, whipping the Three Realms, and the great wish to reign over the world, is it still unstoppable after all?

The sword of the Son of Heaven has been raised, and the god of Haotian has condensed his most powerful mana, wanting to cut off the rebellion of the two king-killers with one sword. He knew very well that as long as he killed the two people in front of him now, no one would be able to stop him.

Suddenly, the wind rose.

The wind itself is not strange, in the Three Realms, it is the place of wind and clouds, but at this time, when the wind rises, something is not quite right.

A man in a black robe walked slowly in the wind. He deliberately shrouded his whole body in black robes, as if he didn't want anyone to see through his face.

His steps were slow and steady, but in the blink of an eye, he was in the middle of the field.

The eyes of Haotian God, Renekton, and Yuding Zhenren all fell on him.

"Who are you?" Haotian God suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if a layer of frost was covering his heart. Renekton also sensed this strange aura.

This is the breath of hatred, and only vengeful people have such strength.

"I'm going for revenge. The black-robed man said lightly, he didn't seem to like nonsense.

"Hmph!" Haotian God snorted coldly, "What about revenge? This emperor has been crisscrossing the Three Realms for millions of years, and enemies are everywhere, how many people want to seek revenge from this emperor, and the last one fell under the hands of this emperor!"

"It's the same when you come here today!" Haotian God's sword suddenly turned and fell towards the black-robed man. He knew very well that the current Renekton and Yuding Zhenren had no combat effectiveness, and only this black-robed man was a threat to him.

The sword of the Son of Heaven slashed at this black-robed man.

Although the lion is injured, it is not something that the earth dog can bully; although the Haotian God is injured, you don't have the combat power of the quasi-saint level, how can you fight against his Heavenly Son Sword?

At least in the heart of Haotian God, the quasi-saint of the Three Realms does not have the number one person in front of him, so his sword is full of confidence.

But the black-robed man didn't seem to be in a hurry, but slowly raised a finger, which was a slender and white finger, perfect as jade.

Renekton recognized the finger, and he already knew who the person in front of him was.

A silver light shot out from his fingertips, the silver light was not vast, slender, silent, but it seemed to have passed through time and space, pointing directly at the throat of Haotian God!

Haotian God's pupils contracted suddenly, and he felt a threat of death coming. The Sword of the Son of Heaven forcibly twisted, trying to block a silver light!

This silver light actually ignored the obstruction of the Son of Heaven Sword at all, pierced through all the obstacles, and shot straight into the throat of the Haotian God!

Bloodlight, like a strange rose blooming.

Haotian God looked at the black-robed man in front of him in disbelief, Wang Tu hegemony, the great wish of the Three Realms, as if all turned into a dreamy empty flower at this moment, his ideals, his wishes, and his ambitions all became a joke under this finger!

"Haotian, you're dead. The black-robed man said lightly, he didn't see how the Haotian God fell, because after he hit this finger, he directly turned around and left into the distance.

Renekton couldn't help but shout: "Xiao Yao!"

The black-robed man paused slightly, then turned his head to look at Renekton, his eyes like an ancient well without waves. Renekton felt something choke in his throat, leaving him speechless.

The person in front of him is Xiao Yao, but he is not Xiao Yao.

In the past, Xiao Yao was arrogant and obedient, always talking nonsense, as if he couldn't finish talking about it, but the person in front of him, who had broken through to the quasi-saint, was as cold as ice.

People can change, and hatred is the best thing to change a person. The hatred of the Netherworld Sect Master remained on Xiao Yao's body, and now Xiao Yao is no longer the man who crisscrosses the Three Realms, does whatever he wants, and is like the wind, but a warrior of revenge.

"Farewell, friend. Xiao Yao just said such a sentence, and left on his own, disappearing forever from Renekton's gaze.

Farewell, friend, this sentence echoed in Renekton's heart, he didn't know what Xiao Yao meant, is it that from now on, he will never see Xiao Yao again?

Yuding Zhenren looked at Xiao Yao, who was leaving, and suddenly said: "He is very strong." ”

"He's very strong. "Because he's a genius in his own right, and hatred gives him more power." ”

"Hatred, does it make people have stronger strength?"

"Yes, but there is another thing that can give people a power greater than hatred. ”

"What?"

"Something you don't have. Renekton said.

Yuding Zhenren was silent, and he glanced at the Immortal Sword on the ground. This sword, which had followed him for 100,000 years, had been sealed by the Heavenly Dao and could no longer be pulled out.

But Yuding Zhenren didn't give up, he walked to the side of the Sword of Immortals and slowly picked up the sword.

"Don't you have a sword in your heart?" asked Renekton suddenly. Yuding Zhenren shook his head and replied, "That's not enough. Then Yuding Zhenren glanced at Renekton, and slowly walked into the distance.

"Where are you going?" asked Renekton.

"Go to a far place. Yuding replied without looking back, "I want to find a way to draw my sword again." ”

Yuding Zhenren, gone.

Juggernaut, gone.

Only Renekton was left standing alone in the ruins, oh yes, there was also the Haotian God, and the Haotian God whose throat was pierced by Xiao Yao's finger.

Renekton suddenly let out a long sigh and slowly walked to the corpse of the God of Haotian.

"I know you're not dead yet. Renekton looked at the Haotian God on the ground, "You are a hero, a person from the Quasi-Saint Twelve Heavens, and you will not be cut off so easily." ”

"Renekton, although Bendi was defeated, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. Haotian God said slowly, "This emperor is dead, there is a second Haotian God, a third Haotian God, the Three Realms, there has never been a shortage of careerists!"

Haotian God may not be a person, but represents a spirit. That's an ambition, an ambition that arises in every era.

"You're really hard-mouthed. Renekton suddenly laughed, "You're going to die, you're leaving, don't you have anything to say?"

"Nope. "Haotian God's voice is as firm and solemn as ever, he is the emperor.

"But I have something to say to you. Renekton looked at Haotian God's pair of dragon eyes.

"Fairy Chang'e once asked me to convey a sentence before you died, 'Haotian, have you forgotten the Sumeru flowers in Mount Meru?'" Renekton did not forget the entrustment of Fairy Chang'e many years ago.

The hardest ice in the world also has a temperature that can melt it.

When Renekton said this, Haotian God's face showed an expression that Renekton had never seen before. This kind of expression probably shouldn't appear on the face of a tyrant emperor.

"She, remember" Haotian God sighed, this voice has been long for millions of years.

There was silence, and the wind was howling, wafting through the Three Realms.

Finally, it was Haotian God who broke the silence.

"Renekton, can you do me a favor?" Haotian God's voice seemed to become very weak, "I only have a very short time left in my life, and before that, I have a very important thing to do, and I need your help." ”

"Have you forgotten that we are enemies?" said Renekton, looking at the Heavenly God.

Haotian God stopped talking, just looked at the sky in a daze.

"Well, I promise you. Renekton smiled, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Take me to Mount Meru. Haotian God said.

"Yes, but wait. I don't have the strength to fly you that far right now. Renekton breathed a long sigh of relief, sat cross-legged, and began to recover his mana.

Half an hour later, Renekton had also recovered two or three percent of his mana. Although he himself was knocked down to a realm in order to help Yuding, his cultivation was still extremely profound.

Renekton picked up the body of Haotian God, stepped on a demon cloud, and slowly flew towards Mount Meru.

Mount Meru, located in the very center of the four continents, towers like a cloud, overlooking the Three Realms.

Legend has it that there is a rather magical plant on Mount Meru, called the Sumeru flower, which was once known as the most beautiful flower in the Three Realms. But this kind of flower is too rare, and the conditions for flowering are outrageously harsh, and after Hong Huang broke it, this Sumeru flower has become extinct.

"It sprouts every 400,000 years, buds every 400,000 years, and blooms every 400,000 years. Haotian God said slowly, "The legendary Sumeru flower only blooms once in 1.2 million years. ”

"And it's not always a successful opening. "I have also seen the legend about the Sumeru flower in ancient books, this is the most beautiful flower in the Three Realms, and it has only bloomed once in the entire history. Since then, no one has ever seen the blooming of the Sumeru flower until the Sumeru flower became extinct in the Three Realms. ”

"No, twice. Haotian God suddenly said, "Another time, it's me." ”