The black vortex in the sky is getting lower and lower, like the devil's jaw opening ready to devour everything in the world.

Aoki Lao Dao sighed lightly with his hand, turned his head to look in the direction of the ghost market, and said softly: "Will you come back, my Royal Highness the Prince?Seven thousand years ago, you chose to retreat for the sake of the creatures of the Three Realms, exiled yourself to the sea of stars, and let that person on the Heavenly Dao lead the Three Realms of the Human Demon Dao, hoping that they can become strong and have the power to fight against those powerful creatures outside the heavens and above the heavens, and those creatures are ready to invade the Three Realms, what have we done? Seven thousand years have passed, what have our immortals done? In addition to pleasure, they excluded dissidents, and in order to strengthen their position, they did not hesitate to wage war after war, destroying those who were expected to grow into pillars and sects one by one. Don't they know that our world is running out of time?"

"What have we done in the past 7,000 years? Today, I know how stupid it was for the elites of the Three Realms to deal with that person, he obviously found a ray of life for us Three Realms beings, but the way of heaven did not tolerate it, we not only expelled him from the Three Realms, but also sent all our beings to the Jedi."

Above the nine heavens, in the white jade hall of Yuxu Mountain that moved gently with the wind and clouds.

The Jade Void Holy Ancestor was sitting on the platform and asking the same question, his side was empty except for the breeze and white clouds, the orange glow on the horizon covered the entire heaven and earth, countless peaks shrouded in the sea of clouds loomed under the reflection of the colorful glow, and the sound of cranes and apes was heard from time to time among the cyan mountains.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, the Jade Void Saint Ancestor couldn't raise the slightest interest, his jade-like face seemed to be full of worry, and the two white eyebrows that hung down to his cheeks trembled slightly from time to time.

"Liu Qingfeng, the fall of the Qingfeng Dynasty is imminent, your parents, brothers and sisters have been killed, if you don't awaken a body of origin divine power, then what awaits you will be the next thousand years of reincarnation, who knows how long the Three Realms can exist?

"You must come back, you must succeed," the Jade Void Holy Ancestor suddenly got up and walked to the edge of the jade platform, his hands propped on the jade railing, his eyes staring down at a place in the depths of the white clouds, motionless, and kept whispering in his mouth, "Only when you come back, will we have a chance to get out of the desperate situation of destruction and fight against those devil-like creatures." ”

In the ghost market, I was sitting motionless on the altar and was covered with snowflakes all over my body to form a white snowman.

Standing under the altar, Liu Deshui's body stood upright like a javelin, looking at the ever-changing situation in the capital, without a trace of expression on his face, as if he had turned into a statue.

The cold wind under the lead-gray clouds was as cold as a knife, and the bone-chilling cold pierced all obstacles like vertebrae and kept drilling into my flesh, and I had fallen into a coma when my physical strength was exhausted, and my consciousness was slowly sinking into the dark abyss, and subconsciously I knew that I was stepping into death.

Suddenly, something seemed to tremble in the depths of my mind, and I seemed to fall into a wonderful situation at some point as the flame of life was about to be extinguished.

My depleted spiritual sense suddenly began to revive and in an instant it became stronger, breaking through itself and extending into the distance.

In my growing awareness, I saw birds hiding in the jungle, standing in the treetops shivering, groundhogs hiding deep in the ground, plucking a dry and tough kernel with their paws, feeding, and a few milky eggs buried in the soil not far from it, waiting for the cold winter to pass and hatch into beautiful butterflies the following spring.

A huge amount of energy is constantly gathering in the sky of the Imperial City, and when the energy reaches a critical point, it will burst open in an instant, forming a force that destroys the heavens and the earth, destroying all the buildings and creatures in the Imperial City.

It's my home, it's my family in the Imperial City, and it's my home and my family that the storm that's forming is going to destroy.

There was no sorrow or joy in my heart, as if an outsider was watching a silent animation.

A bolt of lightning slashed from above the clouds through a vortex formed by a storm of energy on the roof of the magnificent hall of the Imperial City Council.

**The solemn council hall turned into powder under the power of the sky, and among the countless flying sawdust wreckage, I saw two figures rising into the sky, one of them raised his fist to challenge the sky, while the other held a snowy sword shadow in his hand, and stabbed the center of the whirlpool with a sword as if trying to pierce the black hole that was devouring everything.

It was my Emperor's father and the Empress's eldest mother, and their figures were as small as ants under the power of heaven.

Below them stood three trembling figures in the bare hall.

It was my two older brothers and sisters, looking up at their parents in the sky as they struggled with the might, their eyes full of fear and despair.

The heavens seemed to be enraged by the two small humans who dared to challenge him, and one after another of lightning continued to fall from the clouds, striking them with dazzling sparks.

The Emperor's movements became slower and slower, and finally the two seemed to have exhausted all their strength and fell back on the main hall, gasping for breath.

The lightning in the sky disappeared after the two fell back to the ground, but the clouds grew thicker and thicker, and the whirlpools became lower and lower.

Suddenly, my gaze looked beyond the clouds to a place in the sky, where an immeasurable energy was gathering and ready to break through the sky and descend into the Imperial City.

This is a force that can destroy the world and destroy the world, and it is by no means a force that the emperor and his wife above the main hall can compete with.

I watched as the energy gathered, as it formed a sword light, and then as it galloped down, piercing through the thick clouds, stabbing at the Emperor and his wife, and then sweeping over the bodies of the three siblings behind them, and finally disappearing into the dark night sky.

The moment that sword light swept over my family's body, something seemed to shatter in my mind.

My whole being seemed to break through some kind of restraint and became lighter.

I'm going back to the Imperial City to see what happened to my family, have they been hurt by that sword light?

In a flash of thought, I found myself standing in the bare hall of the Chamberlain, and the dark clouds in the sky were rapidly dissipating.

The leaders of the four factions floating in mid-air fell to the ground, silently watching my family.

I crouched down and reached out to my father, who was lying on the ground, to help him up and check if he had been fatally injured.

My hand swept over his body and emptied it.

What's going on? I can't even touch his body?

My father seemed to sense my presence, and he turned his head to look me in the eye and whispered, "Son, are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back," I replied softly.

The vitality of the emperor and his wife is extinct, and at this time, they can still live because of the strength of the true yuan obtained by years of cultivation to support the immortality of the original god, once the true yuan is dispersed, their life will also come to an end.

"Son, are you that one?" the emperor asked me with a calm face.

"I am" I didn't want to disappoint my father, so I lied!

"Oh, is it?" the emperor smiled, and he turned to face the empress, who also had a calm face, and said, "Yuzi, our son is a hero of the world."

The queen smiled when she heard this, she tried to lean closer to the emperor, and said softly, "What kind of hero is the big boy?

"Oh?

"Of course"

The Emperor's voices grew quieter and quieter, and finally the two of them smiled and closed their eyes, slowly without a trace of movement.