He said lightly: "I was the one who protected you back then, and I also participated in the Demon Slayer God War outside the gate of the Hidden Capital three thousand years ago. We have responded to your call many times to protect your life and power with our blood and soul. And you, however, have repeatedly designed to harm us. ”

"So, what do you want to do now? Guards!" the Yellow Emperor asked, and dozens of Heavenly God guards responded and surrounded him at once.

He smiled disdainfully, and with a horizontal sword and a sweep of the spear in the sky, dozens of heavenly god guards were all ambushed.

The three thousand years of battle of the Desolate War Team is no easier than fighting the alien demons outside the world at the gate of the hidden capital, and after countless baptisms of life and death, he is no longer the one who can be won by dozens of heavenly god guards, although these guards can be called gods among gods.

However, he stared at the Yellow Emperor for a moment, then put away his sword and spear and turned to leave.

The Yellow Emperor frowned: "Why don't you take my head?" With your strength, you should not be afraid to fight with me." ”

He said, "Your head will be taken by your own punishment!"

The Yellow Emperor laughed wildly: "Xingtian, joke! I have already smashed that guy's head, how can he take my head......?"

He didn't say anything more, but flashed out of the Heavenly Palace and flew towards the Shepherd Evil Earth City that he had been dreaming of for a long time.

The Yellow Emperor's eyes were full of gloom, and his fingers smashed the table on the hall.

Walking into the Shepherd Evil Earth City, the wind was blocked by the remnant wall, and it was reduced a lot.

However, what he saw was no longer the original Shepherd Evil Earth City.

At that time, when there was no wind and sand here, the city was full of gods.

Today, there are only a few gods here and there exchanging equipment and spiritual objects.

He closed his eyes, listened to the wind, and felt the prosperity of the year. People like mountains and seas, noisy shouting, clanging fights......

Walking to the Mingji well, the old god who sold talismans was still there.

When the old god saw someone coming towards him, he asked, "What kind of runes do you want to buy?"

He shook his head, opened a door of time and space with his empty hand, took out a jar of wine and threw it to the old god, and asked, "Old wine worm, do you remember the Demon Slayer God War three thousand years ago?"

"Ah, Qiong Yao Tianye, good wine!" the old god took a sip and said, "Remember, remember." Since that Demon Slayer War, the Central Heavenly Emperor has killed people indiscriminately, and the Four Heavenly Emperors have also had their own troubles, and mysterious and evil forces have emerged again. Many gods do not hesitate to betray their relatives and friends and murder others for the sake of themselves and for a piece of military treasure. Many of the primeval relics have been extinct. Hey, this place is ruined too, you shouldn't come back!"

He didn't say anything more, just stood quietly, feeling the breath of the Shepherd Evil Earth City.

"You, are you?" a woman's voice asked him.

As soon as he heard this voice, he immediately turned around, ah, Yin Jing'er, who he thought about day and night, was standing in front of him now!

"Are you?!" Yin Jing'er looked at him in a daze, and after a long time, she said in a low voice: "You are Du Yitian......"

He is none other than Du Yitian, Du Yitian, who slaughtered gods and demons in the future, and is known as the Loulan Taizu of a generation of Tianjiao!

"Jing'er!" Du Yitian listened to Yin Jing'er's words, his heart was crisp, and he rushed over to hug him.

"Wow~Wow~......" The baby's cry came from Jing'er's arms, and Du Yitian noticed that Yin Jing'er was holding a child. He immediately froze, staring at her with a blank stare.

Yin Jing'er turned her head, coaxed the child, and said with tears in her eyes: "He is my child." I've been waiting for you here since you're gone. It's been three thousand years, I've been waiting for you for more than three thousand years, you have to be considerate of me......"

After hearing this, Du Yitian only felt his heart broken, two lines of tears fell from his eyes, and he didn't feel anything, "I have imagined countless reunion scenes, but I never thought that when I really came, it would be so heartbreaking." ”

The wind and sand blew one after another, and it was extremely sad.

The yellow dust, dyed Du Yitian's face is yellow, and his hair and beard are withered and old.

In an instant, Du Yitian seemed to be three thousand years old.

"You are strong today, I am very proud!" Yin Jing'er, who had been stroking the child, was speechless for a long time, then said lightly, and threw a smile at Du Yitian.

This smile, like a ruthless heavenly sword, completely cut off all Du Yitian's thoughts. Du Yitian stumbled, as powerful as him, but at this moment, he couldn't stand steadily.

"Three thousand years ago, I should have died on the battlefield and buried my bones in a foreign land. Du Yitian laughed at himself with tears in his eyes, he knew that he should go. "Sky spear, give it to your child when he grows up!"

After that, Du Yitian flew away in great decadence, as powerful as him, and he flew up and down, and almost fell into the air several times.

I don't know how long it took, Du Yitian saw a piece of sea, and then stopped.

"Uh, ha, ha, ha......" Du Yitian smiled at the waves, and the thick vicissitudes of life rippled out. Waves of the sea, triggered by the vigor of his laughter, rushed more violently and fiercely.

The blood-red sunset on the sea in the distance seemed to be infected by him, dyed blood-red tears, and fell on the sea drop by drop, and the sea was dyed into a sea of blood.

Three thousand years, everything has changed.

Du Yitian casually threw the Luo Luo War Knife on the rock, and with a bang, a big hole was blown up, and the Luo Luo War Knife was stuck straight on the rock, and the divine light was in the sky.

"Everyone should have their own legend. Shenzhou has changed, why don't you face the reality, go where you should go, and write your own heroic legend?" A beautiful woman with a phoenix war mark on her forehead, white hair like snow, appeared behind Du Yitian, and said warmly: "Go back, Du Yitian, go back to the wilderness, and continue to experience between life and death!"

Du Yitian looked back and saw that the speaker was none other than Suzaku Tianzun, nodded and said, "You are right!"

Du Yitian began to deliberately tell what happened in Zaisu, the spell arranged by the patriarch of the desolate people was fulfilled, the door of time and space opened, and the powerful energy of time and space began to suck him.

Suddenly, in the distance, Du Yitian's haunting figure reappeared, holding the spear of the sky, holding a child in his arms, and running towards him with tears.

Ah, it's Jing'er, that's Jing'er, Jing'er is running to herself, is she going to say goodbye, why bother!

Yin Jing'er: "Yitian, I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for you to come back! This is our child, the child who was born after I sealed it for three thousand years and still couldn't wait for you, his name is Du Huainan, his nickname is Honglie!"

"Okay, good!" Du Yitian burst into tears, smiled, and choked up: "My son Du Huainan, nicknamed Honglie...... Jing'er, then, what are you doing here?"

Suzaku Tianzun said: "The desolate patriarch should have told you that if you return to this world, you will be in danger of your life, Jing'er is willing to exchange the love between you for your safety!"

Du Yitian turned his head to look at Suzaku Tianzun, frowned and asked, "Jing'er, how can you know about Lu Dao?"

Suzaku Tianzun: "Yes, I told her! Of course, it is inseparable from the cooperation of His Majesty the Yellow Emperor, he really wants your life, or, you leave forever." ”

Du Yitian was stunned, angrily reprimanded Suzaku Tianzun, and said, "Why are you doing this?!"

Suzaku Tianzun looked at Du Yitian, affectionate, and tears flashed: "Du Yitian, because I also like you, I have also waited for you for three thousand years! I can't get you, and no one else can think of it!"

Du Yitian's body could no longer be controlled, and it was sucked away by the huge energy of time and space.

At the moment when the gate of time and space was about to close, Yin Jing'er bent down and knelt down towards Suzaku Tianzun, "Please, please don't let me be separated from him, please ......"

"Hey, then let's fulfill you!" Suzaku Tianzun sighed, exerted his extreme combat power, and broke Jing'er into the gate of time and space, but the spear of the sky and the child in his arms, Du Huainan, were left.

In this past, Meng Yu was shocked to find that the faces of Suzaku Tianzun and Yujia were identical, and the appearances of Jing'er and Shuxi were almost the same.

To Meng Yu's surprise, when witnessing this past, he glimpsed that the Desolate Patriarch and Suzaku Tianzun had looked at him a few times, which was not at all as righteous and bright as Du Yitian looked at himself when he slaughtered the gods and destroyed the demons.

In particular, the eyes of the desolate patriarch made Meng Yu feel like walking on thin ice and approaching the abyss, which was intimidating and difficult to face.

Du Huainan is the son of Du Yitian, perhaps this is the reason why he felt familiar when he met Du Huainan. There are many similarities between father and son, and Du Yitian has met several times in his dreams.

Could this be fate?

Could this be reincarnation?

Whether it is fate or reincarnation, many things are different, at least, the appearance of being pardoned is quite different from Du Yitian. Reincarnation is never a simple repetition of history.

After the immortals of the flood desolation arrived at the flat and wide group of boulders under the main peak of the Longyan Mountain Range, the clouds were dense and the wind was howling.

From time to time, the thunderbolts tore through the heavy black clouds, and the torrential rain poured down like a torrent.

The rain didn't get on any of the cultivators, and a faint glow shone outside their bodies, sweeping the rain away.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators shining with a faint brilliance stood together, what a spectacular scene!

"Woohoo......"

"Woohoo......"

The sound of the trembling dragon roared, and the sound waves that spread out were agitated, and the trees and flowers were all broken, and the mountains and rocks were cracked. The dragon roaring sound wave hit the army of cultivators directly, and the momentum was mighty.

Forgiveness, under the stirring of this dragon roaring soundwave, woke up from a deep sleep.

"Hmph, the dragon clan is really arrogant, I'll wait for the visit to say nothing, don't you give Ma Wei first! If you don't respond, it's rude! Array, morning bell and dusk drum!"

After the dragon roaring sound wave came out, the evil king's angry roar sounded, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators performed their duties and shot out in unison, and all the cultivators were wrapped in a huge seven-colored light cluster.

The flow of light that continued to rush out in the colorful light cluster gradually converged into a giant light clock that was thousands of feet long, and the bell mouth was aimed at the main peak of Longyan Mountain.

The morning bell cloth knot is formed!

After the stirring dragon roaring sound wave entered the bell mouth, the giant light clock emitted a earth-shattering hum, and the sound wave, which was a hundred times more powerful than the dragon roaring sound wave, struck back, piercing the sky, and shattering the main peak in one fell swoop.

"Dragon Flame Gun Rain!" A majestic roar sounded in the Dragon Flame Mountain Range, and thousands of gun rains condensed by Dragon Flame Divine Fire tore through the sky and roared and bombarded.

The devastating power tore apart the giant light clock.

The remnants of the dragon flame rain of spears bombarded the colorful divine light, turning into huge fireworks and scattering, extremely rotten.

The ancient and jerky incantations were chanted in unison, resounding throughout the heavens and the earth.

The seven-colored divine light that enveloped more than 100,000 cultivators began to change, turning into a huge seven-colored light drum. The light clock that was torn apart by the rain of spears turned into a huge light hammer at the same time.

The morning bell turns into a dusk drum!

After the light hammer hit the light drum, the devastating sound wave accompanied by the Xuanguang rune emitted a roar stronger than thunder, piercing the sky and hitting straight away, not only destroying the second and third waves of dragon flame gun rain, but also shattering the peaks of dozens of mountain peaks in an instant, how terrifying!

Under such a shocking destructive force, the morale of the immortals was greatly shaken.