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Listening to the soldier's words, the Primordial Holy Lord frowned, and instantly fell into deep thought...

After being silent for a while, the Primal Holy Lord took a sharp breath and said in a very heavy tone: "What about them, what is the current situation of the other three imperial dynasties?"

"Back to the Holy Lord, the situation of the other three imperial dynasties is very bad, and now they have almost all fallen to most of the territory, they have been pushed all the way, and the situation is very dangerous. The soldier thought for a moment and said with a heavy face.

After speaking, after a slight pause, the soldier frowned, and continued: "Now, the attack of the demon army is becoming more and more fierce, according to this situation, in the opinion of the subordinates, the three major imperial dynasties are probably going to be completely wiped out in a short time..."

"How long will it be completely destroyed?" Hearing this, the Primal Holy Lord's eyes narrowed, glanced at the soldier lightly, shook his head gently, and said, "You... underestimate the three great emperors..."

After pondering for a while, the Primal Holy Lord's eyes lit up, and he said in a leisurely tone: "Where can a dynasty that can achieve the imperial position among thousands of dynasties, where can it be so simple? If they perish so easily, it will be in vain to become an imperial dynasty..."

"Hmm, Holy Lord, do you mean they..." Speaking of this, as if thinking of something, the soldier's voice stopped instantly, and he looked at the Primordial Holy Lord with a look of surprise.

"The three great emperors will not be defeated so easily, just wait and see..." Glancing at the soldier slightly, the Primal Holy Lord's eyes flashed, and his tone was full of confidence.

After speaking, he pondered slightly, and the Primal Holy Lord breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, let's go down first, pay attention to the battle ahead at any time, and report immediately if there is a situation..."

"It's the Holy Lord, my subordinates are leaving..." After speaking, the soldier waved respectfully, and then turned around and ran towards the outside of the hall.

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The world below.

In the world of falling wind, on the top of a mist-shrouded mountain peak, the feather emperor stands quietly, with long red and white hair, fluttering with the wind, revealing mystery and weirdness, wearing a purple and gold imperial robe, swinging in the wind, showing elegance and majesty, just like a true immortal coming to the world...

The world in the falling wind, dilapidated, full of blood, corpses all over the ground, looking around, you can see that there are still repeated beacon smoke, in the ruins and broken walls, slowly rising, it is the remnants of the war, is the traces of the war invasion...

Here, just after a bloody battle, the battle situation was extremely tragic, after the first battle, the entire life in the world of the falling wind was completely wiped out, and not a single one was left.

This time, the Feather Emperor and the others were late, and when they arrived, they happened to meet the army of demons who were about to leave.

When the enemies met, they were very red-eyed, and the demon army slaughtered the creatures of the entire world in the falling wind, and the Yu Emperor and the others naturally would not let them go, and the two sides launched a fierce battle.

After some fighting, Yuhuang and the others wiped out the demon army...

It's just that now, what can they do if they destroy the demon army, they are a step too late after all, and they can't save the creatures of the world in the wind.

At this time, it is dusk.

Dusk, for mortals in the mundane world, should have been the warmest and most noisy time of the day.

Because, at this time, those ordinary people are generally at the end of the day's work, each returning home, with their families, with the sunset, sharing dinner, and talking about the interesting things encountered in the day.

As the saying goes, the sun rises and the sun sets, which is what it means.

However, at this moment, there is no longer that kind of warmth, there is only dead silence and coldness here, looking up, the whole world, as if surrounded by a thick layer of dead air, without a trace of life...

Whining!

The silent world, I don't know when, set off a gust of wind, the wind raged, swept the world, swept through a collapsed ancient palace, made a low wind roar, the poignant sound, as if through endless mourning, people can't help but feel a burst of grief.

This ancient hall is called the Wind Yin Palace, and it is the main hall owned by a force called the Wind Yin Sect.

The Wind Yin Sect was originally one of the most powerful forces in the Falling Wind World, and the ancient land where it was located was known as the First Holy Land of the Falling Wind.

Once, this place is infinitely prosperous, the scenery is thousands, it is the most desirable place for cultivators from all walks of life in the world of Luofeng, but it is a pity, but now, the war has passed, and the prosperity and scenery of the past have all been annihilated, leaving only some remnants in the world...

Branches!

Twig...

In a ruined wilderness full of corpses, a few old trees shook wildly in the wind, and the shriveled and yellow branches and leaves swayed with the wind, making a cracking sound, as if they could not resist the raging wind at all, and would break at any time.

Rattle!

Not far away, among the corpses all over the ground, the crows pecking at the bones seemed to be frightened by the sudden sound of the wind and the swaying of the branches.

The crows in the sky wandered back and forth on the endless corpses, looking for a place to stay, and finally, as if they had found a few old trees not far away, they flew over one after another, and landed on those few old fingers.

From a distance, the dense crows, like black leaves, are full of weirdness...

Whew!

The wind, raging incessantly, swept across the desolate land, stirring the branches of the old trees and disturbing the crows perched on the branches.

Rattle!

In the dusk, a lonely crow cry sounded between heaven and earth from time to time, and the poignant and low voice filled the world, making the world full of dead silence and bleakness, even more dilapidated and silent...

The blood is dusk, the wind blows the old trees, the jackdaws sing late, and the world is gloomy.

On the top of the misty mountain peak, Yuhuang frowned, speechless for a long time, silently scanning the surroundings, a pair of blood-colored eyes, gradually, filled with endless pain and sorrow...

Because, the scene in front of you is too tragic, too miserable, on the earth, blood is flowing like a river, stumps and broken arms, you can see everywhere, as far as the eye can see, you can't find a complete corpse at all, all of them are divided into several pieces, extremely cruel, here, is the most tragic picture that the Feather Emperor has encountered so far...

During this period of time, the Feather Emperor has been constantly circulating in various worlds, killing the army of demons, during which he has witnessed countless life and death partings, and witnessed one tragic scene after another in the world.

Originally, he thought that after seeing countless lives and deaths, his heart should be tough enough, and he should no longer be affected by grief and resentment, which will affect his emotions...

However, at this moment, after seeing the tragic situation in front of him, he realized that he was wrong.

He found that he couldn't do it, he really couldn't do it, he couldn't be indifferent to life and death, he couldn't be sad or happy, and he couldn't be angry and sad and affect his emotions.

Because, he is a human being, no matter how far he grows, he is always a person with seven emotions and six desires, since he is a human being, who can really do it, not sad or happy, indifferent to life and death?

Perhaps, someone can do it, but Yuhuang can't do it, he really can't do it...

At this moment, Emperor Yu's heart was extremely painful, listening to the crows crying from time to time around him, looking at this world full of corpses and blood, he only felt that his whole person was about to be overwhelmed by a boundless grief and self-blame...

He is the Lord of Tiancang City, he is the guardian of the Three Thousand Worlds of this generation, and he once promised his master to protect the Three Thousand Worlds.

But now, he has not fulfilled his responsibilities and failed to protect the three thousand sentient beings.

At this moment, his heart was full of guilt and self-blame, he felt guilty for his master Yucang City, and ashamed of the name of the Lord of Tiancang City.

"Boss, in fact, you don't have to blame yourself, you have done your best, you really tried your best..."

"Yes, Lord, you don't have to feel guilty, this is not your fault, the old lord once said that the time he gave you was too short, and he didn't give you time to become stronger..."

On the side, listening to the words of Bai Yi and the others, Yuhuang was silent for a long time, shook his head, and said with self-blame: "No, I can only be blamed for all this, if I hadn't been able to protect Yin'er at the beginning, Shizun would not have bloomed his true strength, killed thousands of immortals and gods in anger, and was finally forced to soar, so, all of this now is actually because of my fault..."

After speaking, as if he felt the worry in everyone's hearts, the Feather Emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I won't be decadent, since the Three Thousand Worlds suffered a catastrophe because of me, then in this life, no matter what, I will let it end because of me..."

"The Lord is amazing, we believe that one day, the Lord will be invincible, sweep all things, and wipe out all demons!" Hearing this, Bai Yi and the others had a straight face and hurriedly said.

"Wipe out the demons?" Hearing this, Yuhuang's bloody eyes turned cold, and his tone was full of firmness: "I will do it, in this life, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely wipe out the demons and return the three thousand worlds to peace!"

After speaking, Yu Huang took a hard breath and said, "Let's go, let's leave..."

"Huh?" At this time, he only listened to Yu Huang's words and didn't finish speaking, suddenly, as if he had discovered something, Yu Huang's bloody eyes lit up, his voice changed, and he said: "Shengxi, there is a trace of life over there, is there still anyone alive?"

With that, the figure of the Feather Emperor flashed, and he flew towards the bottom of the mountain in an instant...

"Is there life?" Hearing this, Bai Yi and the others glanced at each other, and then immediately chased towards the Feather Emperor...

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