Why is the people's footsteps quiet, is it afraid of waking up anyone?

Why is our heart heavy, and who makes my heart uneasy!

Cry for what the heavens!

Why is the earth crying blood!

Why are pines and cypresses also emotional?

Bursts of thunder ran over my grave, like applause, but not applause.

No one wants to sleep forever the moment they reach the top.

Don't use "Eternal Green Emperor" to comfort me, the one who sleeps forever, maybe one day, the tombstone will grow wrinkles, and I will imitate the appearance that I have long longed for. O people who bow down before my grave, don't be silent, and those who revere me must be as silent as I am.

Only when the thunder rushes over, like the echo of the ancient battlefield.

Or, the voices of those of us who are dead.

......

I am Lingwei Yang, the Green Emperor of the Ages, and a green lotus is all over the heavens!

Can the blood and tears in Qinglian touch your iron heart?

All living beings have awakened, and the time has come for survival.

The Qing Emperor of the Ages, a green lotus hit all over the heavens, led the common people to victory, defeated countless Chaos Heavenly Demons, and suffered serious scars from the Great Dao, but for the prophecy left by Fuxi, he endured more than 100,000 years, just waiting for Wukong to come and take the river Tuluo book. Does anyone still remember the sorrow of the Green Emperor?

The Holy Emperor of Fuxi, the void arranges gossip, calculates the future of the ancient and the present, and in order to find a glimmer of life for the earth immortal world, burns the thoughts of the primordial gods, and finally dies. Does anyone still know about Fuxi's dedication?

Nuwa Niangniang, crying blood to make up for the sky. sacrificed his life for righteousness, defended the stability of the earth immortal world for 100,000 years, and his flesh and blood turned into blood rain, and the ruthless sky also wept. Nuwa's blood and tears, is anyone still seeing them?

Too many people, even unsung heroes, they have precipitated, and their remnants can't even call their own names, how sad is it? Why? Why you numbs? I have forgotten the pain and blood and tears of our ancestors, and the pain of the 800-year War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, which was only wiped out by you with your contemptuous tongue and pen and paper.

Hundreds of millions of cultivators wept when they were bent on cultivating. Shouldn't we set up the ranking of our ancestors? Isn't it time to take the time to write a classic for your ancestors...... They all felt guilty at this moment. Forget the ancestors, forget the stability that they bringed.

How much hope and despair did the ancestors have buried in the loess of the earth fairy world?

Fight to defeat the Buddha with his hands folded. Compassionate, he said slowly: "This is the remnant thoughts of the ancestors, which have been awakened by us. ”

Ying Zheng commanded hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers, and the sword of the Son of Heaven was unsheathed, pointing directly at the sky, and shouted: "Kill! Sharpen my fast sword, fight against the sky, cry blood Xuanhuang! Fight for the ancestors, fight for the earth immortal realm." ”

He took the lead, rising from the sky in one step, the way of the emperor has already been consummated, and the peak cultivation of the mixed yuan golden immortal.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The tragic general trend and murderous aura were intertwined, and pieces of heavenly soldiers wearing silver armor rose into the sky, turning into a galaxy and heading straight for the depths of the heavenly realm.

Wukong waved the Heavenly Creature Stick and shouted: "Kill! Sprinkle my blood, behead the enemy, protect my homeland, protect the soul of my ancestors!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of millions of demon clan monks roared, murderous to the sky, everyone stepped on the clouds, arranged into a huge battle formation, and followed closely with hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers.

Subsequently, many monks formed a large array under the call of the saint and rose to the sky.

How can you see it: "The flags are divided into five colors, and the murderous atmosphere is empty." Bright swords, halberds, guns and knives, bright forks, hammers, axes, and sticks. The three armies jumped like a fierce tiger descending a high mountain, and the war horse neighed, like a dragon leaving the island. This is the first thing to do: to kill the heavenly demons and settle the world, and to achieve the first merit of the Yuan. ”

"Boom!"

Between the surges of mana, like thunder, hundreds of millions of monks stepped on the clouds.

Wukong saw Yuan Tiangang and Li Shimin, so he walked over to say hello, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Yuan Tiangang said: "What about Xue Li?"

Wukong said: "Xue Li is the vanguard of the Heavenly Court, and he has led the men and horses up first. ”

Xue Rengui is very good at arranging troops and arranging generals, and it is impossible for these hundreds of millions of troops to fight each other, and they must be in a mess, so they must be orderly, so that they can play a big role.

Now that the old people are together, there is nothing to say, because this is the moment of life and death.

The No. 1 Demon God observed the Earth Immortal Realm through the chaotic qi, and said slowly: "This general trend is so powerful, it is the first time in history. ”

In the past, there were naturally hundreds of millions of cultivators who fought back in the destruction of the world, but they were by no means as heroic as the Earth Immortal Realm, and the momentum was soaring.

It can be said that it is because they do not have an ancestor like Nuwa, a guide like the Qing Emperor, or a sage like Fuxi.

The key to the cohesion of a nation is to look at the deeds of our ancestors.

The appearance of Emperor Qing, Fuxi, Xuanyuan, Emperor Yan and others awakened the blood in the hearts of hundreds of millions of cultivators, making them willing to throw their heads and spill their blood.

The battle in the Heavenly Realm was already very intense, and ten Heavenly Dao Saint Realm Chaos Heavenly Demons rushed in, killing thousands of Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal-level beasts in the blink of an eye, and then a group of Heavenly Demons swarmed up, eating flesh and blood.

"Quack! The Earth Immortal Realm is bound to perish this time, and my Endless Heavenly Demon Army has rushed over, as many as ten trillions!"

One trillion is a trillion, and ten trillion is ten trillion!

The Earth Immortal Realm is only one trillion cultivators at most, and the Heavenly Demon Army is ten trillion, which is really terrifying, ten times the strength of the Earth Immortal Realm.

Then, they saw a great momentum rising into the sky, endless murderous aura, blood gushing out, and this momentum made them tremble.

The ten Heavenly Dao Saint-level Heavenly Demons had solemn faces and stood with their hands in their hands.

Ying Zheng led hundreds of billions of divine soldiers to come, all of them were fierce dragons and tigers, carrying sharp blades in their hands, and they were full of murderous spirit! The mourning soldiers were victorious, they inherited the spirit and hope of their ancestors, and their hearts were sad, and they naturally wanted to burst out with the most powerful combat power. Xue Rengui rode a white tiger in front of the battle, and immediately commanded hundreds of billions of divine soldiers.

Each battle array has its own colorful immortal phoenix, unicorn, Bai Xundao, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Guanyin, Manjushri and many masters to lead, as the command. The colorful immortal phoenix roared loudly, he was beaten out of the Great Dao Injury in the first battle of the Ancient Desert, if it weren't for the Fengshen Platform, he would have been dead, and now it is time for the decisive battle with the Chaos Heavenly Demon, as if he has returned to the era of the boiling war and burning blood in the Ancient Period, and the faces of the old comrades-in-arms flashed in front of him one by one.

"Roar!"

The unicorn let out a unicorn roar, which shook the nine heavens, thunder and lightning roared, and his eyes were red, as if he saw a natural enemy.

The ancestors of the demon clan all roared, this is their old enemy, an existence that has been at war since ancient times, and now that the enemy meets, he is naturally very red-eyed!

"These old bones aren't dead yet!" the Chaos Heavenly Demon who had survived this ancient battle couldn't help but exclaim.

"You don't die, how can we die!" the colorful immortal phoenix roared.

Kunpeng looked at his old friend from above and couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for the fact that the phoenix was injured by the Great Dao and went to the god platform, the position of this saint would definitely be his.

The big war is about to break out.

I don't know how to win or lose, so please listen to the next breakdown. (To be continued......)