In the distance, the Holy Emperor Ghost Infant suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and his divine light was like a sword, "I have been waiting for six thousand years, and I finally appeared." ”

Airplanes!

The void shook, like a sword of light, towering between heaven and earth, as the holy mountain collapsed, the form of the pillar of light was gradually revealed, scattering the snow waves in the high sky, crushing the clouds in the sky, and directly revealing its true form.

This is a golden halberd, its halberd rod is upside down, the tip of the halberd points directly to the high sky, it seems to be the pillar of heaven and earth that supports the heavens and the earth, the halberd flashes with golden light, the golden light is hot and dazzling, and the falling meteorites are refined.

In an instant, a radius of thousands of miles, all the wind and snow stopped, only this halberd remained, and the holy mountain was thousands of miles in circumference, becoming a golden pure land, and the holy light was like the dawn of the dawn, which could not be looked at directly.

The huge pillar of light, rising from the surface of the earth, rushed straight to the high sky, poured into the pitch-black universe, starting from the purple ancient star, across half of the void, like the sword of the heavenly gods, the ruling divine power of the ancient true immortals, piercing through the small stars that stood in front of it.

If the emperor is born, it seems that the true immortal is revived, and now, if there is such a powerful pillar of light, it can only be a godless soldier or an emperor soldier.

Jimo Qingyi hunting, being in the center of the light, was soon buried by the endless divine light, his sea of consciousness roared, and countless images flickered.

These images move quickly, blurry and hazy, and the ink cannot be seen clearly or fathomed.

Rumble!

In the Jimo dantian, the black beads vibrate, swinging out one after another of water blue light waves, and the ripples disappeared into the distance, rippling with waves.

At the same time, the emperor's bones trembled, not excited, but afraid, it was the emperor's bones, extremely rare, and was sacrificed as a godless soldier at the beginning, but it was mutilated after all.

What's more, there are also high and low monks in the same realm, and they are both godless soldiers, and there is also a huge difference.

If the emperor's bones are civilians in the emperor's soldiers, then the black beads are the king, and the golden halberd light and shadow are also the kings, and the emperor's bones are only surrendered.

The surviving beasts trembled, crawling on the ground, trembling, their eyes were full of fear, and the Tianjiao of all races was shocked beyond measure, as if they were frozen by a true immortal, unable to move an inch, and even Tianjiao had already sat directly on the ground to avoid a greater gaffe.

This is obviously not all the coercion of light and shadow, the power of this golden halberd is almost all vented into the void, and the oppression remaining around the holy mountain is already insignificant, even if it is insignificant, it makes everyone grit their teeth and unable to speak at all.

"Human King Halberd!" The ghost baby trembled excitedly, like a madman, and the black mist surrounding him instantly dissipated in the golden light, more fragile than white paper, and the play was all torn apart and refined by the golden light.

Moreover, a generation of Saint Emperors, who had the strength of a half-emperor at the peak, was actually burning at this moment, pierced by the shining light, as if being stabbed by a divine sword, however, he was still muttering excitedly, approaching the pillar of light.

Jimo closed his eyes, too many chaotic images, his brain fell into complete chaos, that kind of golden light did not cause him any harm, on the contrary, bathed in the golden light, he felt very comfortable, as if he had entered a hot spring after fatigue.

But it is precisely because of these golden lights that endless images are produced, and Jimo's whole body relaxes, just like that, suspended in the air, his eyes naturally closed, and a gap opens in the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes are about to come out.

The golden light was brilliant, countless pictures flashed, there was a person holding a golden halberd, wearing golden armor, like an invincible true immortal, standing on the top of the mountain, proud of the ages, invincible, he was already standing at the peak, if he wanted to take another step, there was no way.

The picture is flickering, this person is fighting bloodily, I don't know how many years of conquest, this kind of conquest is based on years, time, has become no longer important.

That person walked into the void, there were countless followers, he was in an invincible state, his whole body was at the peak of his blood and qi, and he walked through the void, and there was no opponent.

Then, time froze, countless gods and demons were killed, thousands of years of gods and demons broke out, the void was stained with blood, and the emperor also came to an end, and the strong people who followed him died one after another.

And he fought for thousands of years, and in the end, he met with a golden god, this is a golden god, indescribable, that is God, who dominates heaven and earth, is the only one in the world, and is proud of eternity.

The image is broken, everything disappears, Jimo does not see the result, just when he thinks that everything will end, but everything begins again.

This is another battlefield, there are countless people fighting, countless xenomorphs appearing, comparable to the Great Emperor, the true dragon soaring in the sky, the unicorn, the true phoenix, the true phoenix, these unconfirmed desolate beasts, all appeared.

The war is shocking, and it is impossible to distinguish which is right and which is wrong, or Jimo only sees this war, but does not understand why the war, this war, until the landslide and the earth cracks, and the world falls.

This is not an exaggeration, but a fact, the star field collapsed, the ancient star exploded, that was the ancient star, the same ancient star as the crape myrtle polar star, the supreme may not be able to explode, but the ending is, one by one the ancient stars burst, and the hanging galaxy was exiled to the edge of the universe.

In such a battle, I don't know the time, I don't know how many living beings died, blood stained every inch of the battlefield, the ancient starry sky cracked, quite terrifying, the so-called doomsday, but that's it.

In such a battle, it seems that all the strongest beings in the universe are gathered, not knowing the purpose, spilling blood all over the void, the young emperor is killed in battle, the bones of the emperor are rotten, and the supreme does not dare to say that he is invincible.

I don't know how many generations of creatures have survived all the resurrections, the strong are like clouds, there is no strongest, only stronger, and this person is undoubtedly one of the strongest people standing at the peak.

He is almost invincible, he rules a domain, conquers all directions, has countless followers, and is worshiped as a king, a king of men!

The king of man is invincible in battle, and everywhere he passes, all spirits worship, and all living beings greet each other, such a battle, I don't know how many lives have passed, and how long has passed.

Jimo was confused in the image, he was lost, too much information, cold battle, made him gradually numb.

The image flickered, and it could be thousands of years in an instant, but the image kept flickering, and all of them were the king of men fighting, an endless battle.

That man walked all over the ancient battlefields, walked all over the ancient roads of the starry sky, and left an indelible mark in countless places.

The conquest continued like this, with no beginning and no end, and it was impossible to distinguish who was the enemy and who was the friend, and such a conquest was silent, cold, boring, cold-blooded, and numb.

Finally, one day, the strongest beings met, and the figure, as one of the strongest, met the strongest. True Dragon, True Phoenix, Qilin, and Chaos all appeared, and he also appeared, with countless followers, monopolizing a domain.

All the people gathered around a blood-red altar in front of them, their eyes burning.

The altar is incomparably tall, as if supporting the entire ancient battlefield, the ancient texture, the design of the round sky and the place, representing the infinite wisdom of the ancient ancestors.

The golden glow covered the sky, the mist steamed in the distance, and thousands of troops galloped.

There was a wizard standing at the top of the altar, his arms raised above his head, his right hand clutching the staff, his whole body hidden in the black robe, and the roar of a man or a woman could not be distinguished, spread throughout the ancient starry sky.

"The Void Key Gathers, the Second Realm Opens, the Heavenly Dao Manifests, and All Races Come Out ......"

The hoarse voice spread to every inch of the ancient land, all races boiled, billions of beasts ran, and countless powerful creatures all trembled.

The war began again, the sky fell apart, and countless living beings fell, all wanting to climb the blood-red altar, the red altar, as if infected with blood, extremely dazzling.

Rumble!

After many years of war, someone finally climbed the ancient altar, but soon, he was attacked from all directions, and such creatures were directly beaten and scattered.

But this is like opening a magic box and playing a magic sound, and until the last moment, there is no real rest. One after another, people stepped on the ancient altar, but without exception, they all fell.

Finally, after the Great Scuffle, blood flowed all over the land, and the remaining supreme beings approached the altar one after another.

And that man was one of them, and wherever he passed, no one dared to stop him, he stepped directly on the top of the altar and stood high in the air and looked down.

Phew!

And there was a golden arrow from afar, which would not allow anyone to resist, and passed through the center of the man's brow and out of the back of his head.

His body fell, falling from the top of the altar, his robes hunting, his long hair flying, his eyes closed, and the bloody hole in his brow could never heal.

The blood of the true immortal was spilled, and the earth could not bear the weight, and the blood-red altar collapsed, splitting into countless fragments, and flew towards the heavens of the Ten Thousand Worlds, leaving the ancient star field.

In the hand of the king of men, the halberd he held slipped down, and he fell like a cliff, his robe hunting, and his eyes closed.

The story of the hero ends, the myth of invincibility ends, he falls like that, he can't fall to the valley, he can't fall to the end, it seems that forever and ever, and he can only continue to fall in that realm, without end.

In that person's hand, the golden halberd that slipped down pierced the void and pierced through the world barriers, like a meteor on fire, the speed became faster and faster, constantly falling, falling again, crossing the star fields and passing through the galaxy.

In the end, this euphorbia fell to a purple planet and took root from then on, and the surface of the euphorbia was attached to countless meteorites brought from the void, which converged to form a mountain.

Such a mountain, like a pillar of heaven, has become an independent domain, separated from the original space, towering between heaven and earth, and eternal in the world.

Finally, one day, such a group of people came, at the foot of this mountain, opened a sect, and named it the Heavenly Halberd Holy Land.

Endless years passed, but the group of people did not change, but there were more and more people under the mountain, and finally one day, this group of people went to the far north and entered the sea of silence.

Another long time passed, and this group of people returned, bringing back a wisp of heroic soul, an ancient mirror, a red fragment the size of a water tank, and this wisp of heroic soul took root in the body of a fetus.

One day, the fetus was born, born as a half-emperor, named Momo.

The ancient mountain shook, congratulated the fetus, gave him the ancient inheritance, and then later, the fetus overturned the ancient mirror, saw the back, the evil thoughts were peeled off, and the spiritual wisdom was generated, and he called himself the Holy Emperor.

The baby knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, and he finally found a glimmer of life, he arranged everything, and left a proverb, 'My starting point is in the Eastern Wilderness.' ’

One day after 6,000 years, the ancient mountain shook, and a halberd flew out of it, which was simple and unpretentious, seven feet two inches long, and weighed eighty-one pounds.

This halberd broke through the sky, descended on the Eastern Wilderness, and fell in a top sect, this sect is called the Forget Dust Sect, and the halberd was included in the Armory Pavilion, named 'Asking Heart Halberd'.

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