This piece of heaven has changed!

People who practice martial arts all over the world feel it on this day, and this is a gift from heaven and earth.

But "Baili Haoran" doesn't think so, he feels that this belongs to him, just like now, he has really stepped into the realm of heaven and man.

"Baili Haoran" got up, and with a wave of his hand, the mountains collapsed and cracked within a radius of 100 zhang, and the wind and clouds rolled upside down.

"More than 100 years ago, I was Gu Yuan, the great teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty!"

"Sixty years ago, I was the co-leader of the rivers and lakes, Sikong Kamikaze!"

"I've been lying in the coffin for nearly half a year, just for today!"

"Now, I am God, true gods, ants, tremble!"

So people were shocked by his words and couldn't speak?

At that time, Gu Yuan, the Great Pavilion Master of the Northern Wei Dynasty Sword Pavilion, the celestial and human beings were empty and kamikaze, how could these two people be the same person?

Youkai, right?

"Wan'er" frowned, looking impatient, she waved her long sleeves lightly.

The domineering "Baili Haoran" suddenly retreated a thousand feet away, smashing a small hill to pieces.

"Noise!"

Crowd: "......."

"Give it back!"

"Give Wan'er back to me!"

"Wan'er" glanced at Zhao Wushuang, her face expressionless, and then jumped into the air on her tiptoes and roared away.

Zhao Wushuang knelt on the ground weakly, and his entire body was almost exhausted.

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Cold!

Bitterly cold!

In that endless darkness, Zao Woushuang walked alone, with no purpose and no end.

After a long time, a path full of flowers appeared at Zhao Wushuang's feet, and the flowers were bright and beautiful.

Zhao Wushuang raised his head, his eyes a little hollow.

The flower, he knew.

It's the flower of the other side!

Flowers bloom on the other side, leading to hell!

"Here it is... Hell?"

"I'm dead?"

"Oh!

He continued to lower his head and walked forward, and met many "people" along the way, just like him, walking aimlessly, not knowing where to go?

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang raised his head.

"No! I can't die!"

"How can I die?"

He turned around and started running back, he wanted to go back, there were still many people waiting for him, he couldn't die, he couldn't feel right!

"Zao Wushuang!"

Someone was calling him, and he didn't look back and kept running.

"Bold!"

The voice behind him became cold and shuddering.

A long black whip wrapped around his leg and pulled him into the air, and Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes weakly, and what caught his eye was a bull's head, the size of a small mountain.

Rise!!!

In an instant, a golden light broke through the underworld, and a golden dragon raised its head to the sky and groaned, and many souls that shook it were instantly wiped out.

"Evil beast, dare to disturb the underworld and seek death!" the bull head was furious, and his right hand clenched his fist and was about to smash into the golden dragon.

It didn't see it, a little ghostly light arose, turning into a pitch-black ink unicorn, instantly biting off its soul lock that bound Zhao Wushuang, and hunched Zhao Wushuang on his back and flew away.

Seeing this, the golden dragon twitched and fled from the gap just now, and the two white gases of the bull's head qi entered and exited from the nostrils.

"I'm mad at me!"

Suddenly, a hand pressed on its horns, and although the hand was small, not as big as one of its horns, it became respectful in an instant.

"Why are you here, I will go and get them, I can't run. ”

The man shook his head and looked away, "No need to chase, let them go!"

Niu Tou was stunned, although he didn't know why, but the prince of the house said it, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Honorable Order!"

When Zhao Wushuang woke up, he found himself in the palace, with his master's sister and several uncles standing beside him.

"Wake up, wake up!" Yan Nantian shouted.

"Alright, we're not blind!"

Several people stepped forward to investigate Zhao Wushuang's injuries, but in fact, Zhao Wushuang knew that this was not Shang, but his body was just running out of oil and the lamp was dry.

Touching his long gray hair like hay, Zhao Wushuang smiled helplessly, he seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.

Just now, he walked in hell, thinking of hell Zhao Wushuang was a little puzzled, was that a dream right, but what was the matter with that golden dragon? There is also a qilin.....

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang touched something, picked it up and saw that it was the Ink Scale Sword, didn't it show it to Xue?

"What about Yukimi?" asked Zhao Wushuang.

Mo Linglong stretched out her hand and beckoned, and Xue Jian cautiously walked in from outside the door.

"Master!!" called Master, Xue Jian looked at the ink scale and said strangely: "I don't know what happened a few days ago, the ink scale always came out of the sheath by himself, and he was still pulling me, and finally I found out that it wanted to come to the master, so I put him next to the master!"

Zhao Wushuang gently touched Xue Jian's little head, "Thanks to you, Master was able to pick up a life!"

"Ahh

Looking at several uncles, Zhao Wushuang suddenly asked, "What about Xiao Yuanshan?"

Several people frowned, "Let him run!"

Zhao Wushuang nodded, he didn't care anymore, and he could guess why Xiao Yuanshan didn't hate him.

At this time, several people glanced at each other, and then knelt on the ground together, "Please ascend the throne on the same day!"

Zhao Wushuang got up with difficulty and helped several people up.

"Deng!"

A firm word, not only for himself, not for the people, he thinks that he is indeed selfish, more for revenge, he can not be interested in that position, but the soldiers, several uncles have waited for so many years, isn't it just for this day? He is very tired, and it is uncomfortable to even walk a few steps, but he does not believe that they will be disappointed again.

Jin Luan Palace, Golden Dragon Chair, Zhao Wushuang stepped forward step by step, he walked very slowly, maybe it was because of his body.

Sitting on the dragon chair, he looked at the people below, the civil and military officials stood in two rows, many of them were wall grass, of course, there was no shortage of civil and military generals who finally Zhao Yuan, but at this moment he never dared to show the slightest displeasure, so he had to kneel down with everyone.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

"Flat!" Zhao Wushuang's voice was hoarse, like a serious illness that had not yet recovered, and it was like the sound of a steel knife cutting through iron armor, piercing.

Hastily ascended the throne, Zhao Wushuang got up and retreated, his health was worse than he expected, and what worried him the most was what the world had become.

He turned his head to look at Mo Linglong, who was one position taller than him, "There is no one around, so my sister doesn't have to pay attention to these!"

Mo Linglong glanced at him, and said quietly: "You are the emperor now, this is okay!"

Zhao Wushuang was amused by her, "No matter what Wushuang is, my sister still says the same and beats it!"

"Uh-huh!

Zhao Wushuang put away his smile and said with some seriousness: "Sister, do you know how the world has changed now?"

Mo Linglong's face was a little solemn, "I wanted to tell you later, there are too many unknowns in the world now, the northern part of Dajin was originally a desert, but now a dynasty has risen from the ground, claiming to be the Mandate of Heaven God Kingdom, and was the first to issue an edict to Dajin to order him to submit."

But the newly enthroned empress was quite domineering, and directly killed to make a war with him. ”

"Also, three hundred miles away from Jiangdong, there is a fairy mountain called Zizai Mountain, there is an ancient sect on the mountain to announce the world, strong birth, now many people in the dynasty have gone there. ”

"It's really changed!"