The way of heaven comes from nothingness, the way of man comes from the heart, and there is no cause for it.

Spring breeze and rain, just to miss you and bury a page of tender green; summer is scorching, from strange to familiar is just overnight; autumn wind is bleak, dead branches and leaves are desolate and sour; winter snow is frozen, and the clothes are wrapped in pines and cypresses and withered.

On this day, the weather was sunny and sunny, and the golden light spread over the earth, which was particularly lively.

Jun Ruoxi broke through the martial arts ban and stepped into the position of the Martial Emperor in the year of the weak crown, and came to congratulate him from all directions, belonging to the center of the Qingxiao Continent - the holy city of Zhongzhou.

Fenghuang Tai, the whole jade platform is only nine zhang nine, the jade platform is engraved with a lifelike dragon-shaped pattern, nine golden dragons are entrenched and undulating, the golden dragon body is golden and bright, people dare not look directly.

On the jade platform, a person sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, the majestic momentum rose violently, and the white clothes floated away, and his temperament was like a fairy. The long flowing hair fluttered, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, only to see that his eyes opened in an instant, deep and resolute, like an ancient path of stars leading to this world, which made people involuntarily sink into it.

"Boom, boom, boom" A loud sound was like thunder, and eight golden stone pillars appeared from the earth in all directions of Yutai at the same time, and the stone pillars rose to the sky, wanting to meet the end of the sky. At the same time, the Fenghuangtai was trembling for hundreds of miles, millions of people were shaking, people who cultivated to the unfathomable were standing in the air, and people who cultivated to be lowly and ordinary were trembling and falling to the ground, and the atmosphere was sometimes solemn, sometimes shocking and crying ghosts and gods.

However, in the blink of an eye, the eight stone pillars reached the nine heavenly clouds, connecting with the white clouds and bordering the end of the sky.

Endless black clouds emerged and gathered within the range of the eight stone pillars, gradually converging together, and a whirlpool slowly formed.

From time to time, purple lightning as thick as a bucket fell and streaked across the clouds, tearing open the void, and endless dark cracks appeared, and countless particles of destruction emerged from the cracks, or violent hurricanes, which made people daunting and even more avoidable.

When the whirlpool was level with the jade platform, a divine light poured down from the whirlpool, like a meteor, towards the person on the jade platform, and landed on him with a cyan brilliance. Just in an instant, his whole person was overwhelmed by the dazzling brilliance, the power of the endless law moistened his body, the whole person was extremely sacred at this time, exuding the terrifying majesty of the nine heavens, not angry and self-majestic, like a god in a high position, and the endless glow filled the jade platform.

His meridians, blood, muscles and bones, and internal organs are all undergoing transformation, washing everything, expelling impurities from his body, making him feel like a spring breeze and comfortable all over his body.

After the light of the law was washed, there was no breath on the person's body, and he looked very beautiful, except for being handsome and dashing and his temperament was out of the ordinary, there was no difference from mortals.

The eight stone pillars disappeared with the disappearance of the law, as if they were integrated with the void and did not exist at all, and they could only feel the faint aura of divine brilliance that permeated the air.

The whirlpool also disappeared, the black clouds dispersed, and the weather cleared again, just look closely, and you can also find that the sky is different from before, I always feel that there is more, a little less, and the feeling in my heart is always ethereal and incomprehensible.

That person is Jun Ruoxi, who is said to be the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, and his cultivation can break through to the position of the martial emperor without bottlenecks. There are only a handful of Martial Emperors in the Qingxiao Continent, no more than two palms, and now, the Qingxiao Continent has another supreme Martial Emperor.

Martial Emperor, who is at the peak of his strength in the Qingxiao Continent, shatters mountains and rivers with one palm, and in a rage, millions of corpses flow into rivers, and one finger shatters the void.

He, Jun Ruoxi, became the ninth martial emperor. As he stepped forward, a figure came from the distant sky, dressed in black, a cloak, and a sword, exuding an icy aura on his body, and pieces of snowflakes fell, crystal clear, as if he wanted to freeze the world.

Everywhere this figure passed, it was covered in silver, and the breath of frost and snow made this space quiet, and the hustle and bustle of discussion came to an abrupt end, no one dared to be presumptuous, or to make accusations, let alone speak disrespectfully at this moment.

Jun Ruoxi couldn't help frowning as he watched the figure come quickly, but for a moment, he calmed down again and returned to his light appearance.

"Congratulations on your achievement to the supreme throne, Jun Ruoxi!" Although this figure was dressed in black, it made people unable to see clearly, but the voice was like a heavenly sound, echoing around for a long time.

"You're here, how is your sister?" Jun Ruoxi asked as he stood still, staring at the figure with some guilt.

"You're embarrassed to mention my sister, sister, she has withered, have you ever come to the Valley of Despair to see her?" This figure came to the top of the Fenghuang platform in an instant, and looked at Jun Ruoxi, intertwined with hatred, and was about to turn into substance and tear Jun Ruoxi to pieces. Jun Ruoxi was furious.

"What? Your sister has ......?" Jun Ruoxi's expression changed, his face turned pale, and a monstrous momentum rose violently, and in an instant, the wind and sand rose again, and the murderous aura was about to become a cloud.

"You don't know?" Mu Wanxue looked at Jun Ruoxi's heart like a knife, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I really don't know, otherwise I ......!" Jun Ruoxi instantly rose into the air, looking at the millions of monks, his bloody eyes were red, like a bloodthirsty demon.

"What do you see what this is?" Mu Wanxue felt Ling Yan's killing intent, took out a white handkerchief from her waist, stared at the handkerchief with sadness in her eyes, and tears lingered in her eyes, as if the clouds in the sky were about to drip water, and then threw the handkerchief to Jun Ruoxi.

In her heart, she knew very well that her sister's last words were left on the white handkerchief, and every word was composed of blood, and the orchid fragrance left on the handkerchief was rich and refreshing, but the blood stains were mixed with the smell of blood, which made her have wireless memories.

Jun Ruoxi took things from the air, and before the white handkerchief came to him, he took it over, this handkerchief woven of brocade light yarn was very light in his hand, like holding a piece of withered and yellow fallen leaves in late autumn, but in his heart it was the opposite, like a tall, heavy, majestic and majestic peaks pressed in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, and every breath seemed to be a struggle and a luxury.

"Ah......h

At this moment, his eyes were extremely red, like two blood beads formed by the bones of millions of people and dripping blood, blooming with a bewitching red light, dazzling and bright, as if with endless killing intent and soaring murderous aura like a substance, a glance will make people's hearts and minds broken, and finally turn into wisps of ashes that are scattered in the air, and settle in the mountains, rivers and mountains.

The words on the handkerchief are not calligraphy, everyone reprimands Fang Xuan iron painting silver hook, there is no kind of artistic conception that makes people daunting, far-sighted, and admired and imitated, only tenderness and sadness, wafting with an unwilling atmosphere:

Seeing Jun for several years, the day and night are relatively empty and leave traces, a thousand miles and a hundred years of time flies, Sijun makes people thin, Yiren red makeup for Erliu, from then on more compassionate, God does not make beauty and Jun is separated, to look back on the next life and then sideburns and grow old together, you do not mourn

Pouring snow words

"How did Dumpling Xue die? tell me, tell me!" Jun Ruoxi's eyes looked at the familiar font with blazing eyes, his heart was both happy and sad, his eyes stared at Mu Wanxue for a moment, and he asked loudly.

"My sister was murdered by someone, leaving a black palm print on her body, and a bloody dusk mark on the stone wall. Mu Wanxue said sadly, not daring to look directly at Jun Ruoxi's formidable bloodthirsty madman's gaze.

"Scarlet Twilight, what a Scarlet Twilight!"

"The snow is dead, what does the world have to do with me?"

"Today I will kill all the world, and see how Scarlet Twilight appears!"

The ancient artifact of Ragnarok is hidden in the Eight Forbidden Lands, and the people who enter the Eight Forbidden Lands are gone forever, no matter how high or low their cultivation is, no one knows what the secret is, and the people who have seen it have long been gone, and what is the Blood Twilight?

This question not only puzzled Jun Ruo, but also puzzled everyone present, could it be that the era of Ragnarok was coming again? The people who disappeared in the forbidden land were guided by some kind of genius to come to the world to slaughter the world?

"Wanxue, let's go, keep the spirit for me for the snow!" Jun Ruoxi's breath changed, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed dramatically, the black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it, endless wind and clouds surged, and cracks in the void appeared from time to time, and this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be the king of domination.

Mu Wanxue didn't say anything more, just turned around and left indifferently, but the moment she turned her back to Jun Ruoxi, an indescribable smile appeared on her face. Not long after, Mu Wanxue broke through the sky and appeared a million miles away from Fenghuangtai.

The cyan law rolled out from Jun Ruoxi's body, and the entire Fenghuang platform was full of cyan, wanting to connect with the sky, a palm slapped out, and a hundred-zhang pit appeared on the ground, destroying the palace buildings and burying tens of thousands of people, wailing endlessly, like a terrible ghost in hell.

The palm prints were like Mount Tai carrying a gale wind in all directions, and the sky was turned upside down suddenly, and the bones were not cold and the corpses were like mountains. The finger light poured down in all directions with the intention of endless destruction, and the loud sound of cracking made people feel terrified, and the chance of escape was almost non-existent, and the corpses were piled up like a mountain.

In the end, Jun Ruoxi took out the sword pinned to his waist, and the sword came out of its sheath, exuding an endless killing aura, making the void tremble, as if it could tear the void at any time. A sword light gathered a mist-like aura, and devoured the bloody aura that rippled in the air around it, slashing towards the center of Zhongzhou, the earthquake shook and shook, and a crack gathered the momentum of the avenue to divide the holy city of Zhongzhou into two halves.

The cracks are thousands of feet apart, and when viewed from above, they are as black as an abyss, as if there is no end below.

At this time, eight rays of light came from all directions, heading in the direction of Jun Ruoxi, carrying the coercion of terrifying destruction as if to destroy everything.

Jun Ruoxi turned a deaf ear, and the sword in his hand slashed out countless blue and bloody sword rays, forming a cyan shield to protect him in it.

"Boom, boom, boom...", the eight loud noises were like nine days of rolling thunder, and in just an instant, the cyan shield shattered into pieces. Eight rays of light flashed with a murderous aura of destruction and pierced directly towards his body, his body was about to turn into ashes and smoke, and a cyan stone in his body suddenly surfaced out of his body, and a burst of blue light appeared, and the cyan stone turned into powder and slowly sprinkled on the ground, and his body disappeared......