The rain was pouring down, and it seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Yuan Sheng squatted slightly, the soles of his feet, the earth seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and a huge spider web was instantly flattened.

Soar into the sky.

He clenched his fists, the flames behind him burned and boiled, shattering all the raindrops in his path, and a huge lion statue roared and emerged, nine heads that reached through the heavens and the earth, burning with the majestic starlight of the Nirvana realm.

The top of the Red Mountain in the distance.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi stretched out a hand to cover his son's eyes.

No mortal is allowed to look directly at the gods...... When a cultivator in the Nirvana realm fights with all his might, he gets too close, or tries to figure it out, so that he sees some pictures that he shouldn't see, he will cause incomparably troublesome cause and effect, the light one is hit by the majestic spiritual power, and the heart lake riots, and the heavy one may cause the heart lake to be shattered, and the whole body is ignited by the nirvana fire of nothingness.

Song Yiren was blindsided, his face was very calm, he knew this rule.

The whole heaven and earth were swept up and stirred by the roar of a raging lion.

The sky was shattered.

Then Song Yiren seemed to hear a "bang" -

There was a dull sound, like a beating on a drum, but there was no subsequent tremor.

The world is suddenly silent.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi slowly let go of the hand that was covering Song Yiren's cheeks and eyes.

Song Que's face was a little pale.

Song Yiren looked at the scene above the clouds on the other side of the dome in a daze.

His voice was harsh, squeezing out of his chest very slowly.

"That's it, it's over?"

......

......

Above the clouds, someone stood up, no longer sitting in a virtual posture.

The emperor maintained the posture of one palm on the forehead of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, he stood on the clouds, surrounded by rain and steam, the burly demon who rushed up to the clouds, and the law that appeared behind him still maintained an angry and round face, but the pupils of the nine lion heads were all slightly confused at the moment.

Yuan Sheng was a little dazed, he felt that his forehead was shattered, and something flowed out, it was hot golden blood...... He should have fallen down, but the invisible cloud supported his body, so as soon as his knees weakened, he knelt straight down, his arms weak, swaying and falling, like fluttering in the wind.

In his life, he had never felt so helpless at this moment.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, kneeling on the clouds, looked at the emperor standing in front of him in a daze, he clearly remembered when he first saw this man, this is a destined extraordinary figure, at that time the emperor was not the emperor, but the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage was already the great sage of the demon clan, he could see at first glance that this young man had a supreme future, proud of the ancient and modern heroic appearance...... After doing the math, it has been close to six hundred years, and if he remembers correctly, the limit of humanity is five hundred years.

The man in front of him did not have the slightest trace of aging, he still looked young, and his own master could also do this, Taiyi saved the suffering Tianzun, before sitting and forgetting, he lived for more than eight hundred years in the first life, and there are very few human beings in this world who can do this, but he and his master, both of them are extremely few top geniuses.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint fell into a long memory.

With thought in his eyebrows, he looked at the man in front of him, feeling familiar and unfamiliar, familiar is this face that will never be forgotten, and the strange thing is that the man in front of him is no longer high-spirited, and he already has everything in this world, so the spirit of the young man was taken away by the years.

Taizong slowly withdrew the palm, he let go of the palm, and the forehead of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage snapped open, like broken porcelain, large chunks of skin peeled off, and golden blood solidified and gushed out like an oil painting, winding like a river on his face.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint knelt in the clouds.

The Emperor stood calmly.

It was like accepting the prostration of his own people, and his face was unwavering...... The biggest truth in this world is the fist, whoever is stronger, who should stand, when you have greater strength, you can no longer kneel, you can stand up, when you have the greatest strength, just find a chair to sit down, that chair is the "True Dragon Throne".

This is what he has always believed in.

The man kneeling in the sea of clouds, the lion behind him, began to collapse slowly, like a burned-out firework, there will always be a time to wither, his back is still extremely straight, but the words are sonorous and powerful, not like a dying person: "I already knew...... I'm going to have such a catastrophe. ”

Jiuling Yuan Sheng's eyebrows were lowered, he had witnessed many emperors of the Great Sui, and before the second generation of his master succeeded in sitting and forgetting, he crossed the inverted hanging sea several times, and he had fought with the Great Sui Emperor...... Those are all extremely amazing and amazing existences, the world of the human race

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Some of the overlords are kind, some are cruel, some are gentle and indifferent, and the only thing they have in common is that they all hold incomparably powerful power.

But none of them can be compared with Taizong.

Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng pursed his lips and once again confirmed this thought...... At least in the long years he had experienced, he had not seen an emperor who could compare with the man in front of him.

Suddenly, he heard a quiet voice.

Standing in front of him, the emperor, who was always a head taller than himself, said to himself in a calm and gentle voice: "This is not a calamity, this is fate." ”

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage suddenly felt a little funny, what does this mean...... When he came here, he knew that there were many calamities in this world, and if he wanted to open up his sanity, he needed to go through a calamity, if he wanted to transform into a human form, it was another calamity, and if he wanted to practice, it was difficult step by step.

Robbery is not the same.

The robbery was found by oneself, and the fate was arranged by God.

The Emperor continued: "Ten thousand more times, and you will still die here. I won't let you live. ”

The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint was in a trance......

He understood what the emperor meant.

He smiled, his voice hoarse, and slowly pushed his breath out of his throat and asked, "Is this...... Make me ...... Recognize...... Fate?"

The Emperor nodded.

Jiuling Yuansheng looked at the emperor with a sad look, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, so his voice became much smoother, his voice was still trembling, and asked, "Do you think that the calamity can be overcome, and you can only admit your fate?"

The Emperor nodded again.

"So the death of my master is only a fate...... You have killed so many people, they are destined to die, and you are in this position, not because you have paid, sacrificed, or fought for, but because you are destined to ascend?"

This time the emperor did not nod.

Jiuling Yuansheng sneered and spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and said disdainfully: "You actually believe in such a shit shit as fate, she really mistook you." ”

The emperor stood in the clouds, he had no sorrow or joy, he just listened quietly to the dying lion, and kept squeezing the sound out of his throat.

"My master, she was the least faithful in her life, she wanted to be free and to live forever, so I was able to follow her...... No complaints and no regrets. ”

"You are nothing but a hypocritical, disgusting, disgusting person...... Even if you sit on the throne of the emperor, you can't change the essence, you will never be able to hold your fate in your own hands, you have deceived my master, you have deceived the undead who have followed you. The man kneeling on the sea of clouds, word by word, stared at the emperor's eyes: "Don't forget, what did you promise her, she later sealed the entire dormitory and returned to the land with you, I didn't wait for the day when she unsealed it, but I waited until the ancient sword was eliminated." ”

"She's dead. ”

The lion kneeling on the sea of clouds gritted his teeth and said: "Do you know how much I have paid for the opening up of the second life for my master, and how long have I been suffering? Those demon monarchs who followed me were all refined by me, and finally I exhausted my divine thoughts in the dormitory, and then I had the master's second life to sit and forget." She has the talent to reach the heavens and the earth, and can preach immortality...... Tell me, how did she die, and how did you protect her?"

The Emperor was slightly silent.

Then he said lightly: "She was killed by me." ”

The lion kneeling at the end of the cloud froze.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage looked at the emperor blankly.

There was no expression on the emperor's face, it looked like the ultimate indifference, and the avenue came to the end, which was the word ruthless.

"I didn't break my oath, I remember what I said, I wouldn't let anyone else in this world hurt her. The emperor said softly, "There will be no mistake in every word, and if I break my oath, my Dao heart will be broken...... So I killed her myself. ”

He frowned and said, "Don't look at me like that...... I don't believe that there is a so-called second life, your master has already died, and the one who lived out the second life is 'Quanke', the natural ruler of the demon clan, and no one knows better than me what the biggest enemy of the Great Sui is in the world. ”

The kneeling man no longer had the strength to clench his fists.

He was stunned and said, "You...... How could it be so indifferent....... You weren't like that. ”

The emperor did not answer the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, he had long been accustomed to such a gaze, he had lived for too long and experienced too much, many people would feel that the emperor in their imagination was not the same person as what they had really seen...... So sometimes he also wonders, what kind of person is he?

"Yuan Sheng

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It's over. ”

The Emperor spoke softly.

"I promised her that you would live for five hundred years, and if you would not wake up, you would sleep in the earth until I died...... Maybe you can escape this fate. He said lightly: "After you die, I will keep your flesh and blood, and there will always be your people on this land...... Live for you. ”

Every year in the future, the hunting day of the Great Sui will also get a greater harvest.

The lion, kneeling in the sea of clouds, watched as the emperor stretched out a finger, about to point it on his forehead.

It's all going to end.

He muttered, "Are all the vows you made to your master false?"

That finger didn't fall.

The Emperor's voice came again.

"Every sentence is true. ”

From meeting, to acquaintance, to love...... Then at the final parting, he made many vows, and every word was closely aligned with the heart of the Dao, and if he lied, then he would never be able to break through in his cultivation again.

So every word he says is true.

He also suffered, he suffered, but he had no choice.

This is the story of the emperor's long life for 600 years, no one has ever known, this cold-blooded and ruthless emperor, the history of the throne in his youth, was locked in the corner of the years, no one wrote, and no one knew, when this lion died, then there would be no fourth person to know about it.

When the emperor was still young, he once loved someone.

Quanke once paid a sincere tear for him.

When this finger falls, retract.

Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng's forehead, there was an extra blood hole, he fell to the clouds, his head tilted sideways, his consciousness had not yet dissipated, some puzzled questions had not been answered...... where was the "weeping bead", where was the master's corpse, and where did the ancient sword that only the master could urge to pull out......

He opened his eyes and looked at the red mountains in the distance.

Some answers are destined to be unavailable.

Wisdom is gone.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The emperor stood in the clouds, he looked at the pupils of the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint gradually dimmed, killing this demon saint did not cost him much strength, but answering these questions made him feel very tired.

He glanced at the Red Mountain and saw his own heirs, as well as the two Nirvana powerhouses standing on the top of the mountain.

It's all over......

This is a good thing, cause and effect are over, and the dust has settled.

The emperor noticed that there were three other young men on the Red Mountain, either standing or lying.

He rubbed his brow.

......

......

Song Yiren, who was standing on the top of the mountain, sighed softly: "This is also a ......."

He was a little regretful, in the end, he still didn't see the true face of the emperor, which was really a thing that made him feel very sorry.

Song Que seemed to be aware of his son's mood swings, and he knocked on the side and said, "As long as you are willing to go back to Mount Meru with your father to practice, everything is possible." ”

Song Yiren immediately collapsed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm gone...... It's no good to see him, it's better for me to sleep in the north. ”

The Holy Lord of Yaochi also exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The battle of Hongshan ended, her tense nerves were also relaxed, and she thought of her own difficult scripture, and said quietly: "You will be five years away, and you will stay in the north for five years, how many five years can be squandered for you?"

Song Yiren said with a sad face: "Don't say five years, what is fifty years for the two of you?"

"Mr. Sanqing Pavilion, I introduced a good girl...... "The master of Tianchi glanced at his son and said seriously: "I've been waiting in Tiandu, I can't help you this time, I have to go back." ”

Song Yiren complained bitterly in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, mother, I ran away from home with a cinnabar girl, don't you know why?"

The Holy Lord of Yaochi and Song Que fell silent.

At that moment, a very soft voice came from outside the clouds.

"King Ming, it's time to go back to the capital. ”

Song Que, who was shouted "King Ming" by His Majesty, bowed respectfully.

Song Yiren's eyes were grateful, and he saluted at the clouds, and this voice was obviously relieved.

He thought silently in his heart, worthy of being the Emperor of the Great Sui, to solve the tribulations of the demon clan and solve the family conflicts, and he was very intimate......

On the other side of the clouds, someone smiled lightly, disapproving.

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