Chu Yan died in battle.
At the last moment, in silence and alone, he ran towards the bloody barrier outside the sarcophagus without being captured, and made a heroic sacrifice for himself.
This battle is destined to be remembered forever. Don’t forget that there will be another person in the sea of stars.
But will this battle really end?
The people from the Tiandi Sect were standing there. The person who died was their sect leader. The princes of the Demon Sect were angry. The person who died was the most outstanding disciple of their Demon Sect in thousands of years. He was forced to die. How about this battle? Finish?
The hatred will only get stronger, and this battle is destined to pave the way for future troubled times and turmoil.
And Qing Yi, her voice was hoarse. The moment she shed tears of blood, she thought of the king, and the king's power was still flying in the devil's palace.
"This woman..." Too many people looked at Qing Yi. The power in her body was leaking out crazily and uncontrollably, impacting in the demon palace. She seemed to be suffering huge pain, but it was not even one ten thousandth of her heartache. .
Emperor Beiming's heart trembled, and the next moment there was murderous intention in his eyes. Back then, under the ancient bell, there was a Heavenly Lord who took action for Qingyi. Today, Qingyi actually wanted to become the Emperor again. He could not keep such a person.
"This woman cannot be kept..." Emperor Beiming thought. In the final analysis, Chu Yan was exposed because of him. Once Qing Yi is alive, his Beiming Dynasty will never have peace.
"Die!" Emperor Beiming suddenly moved, Huagu Emperor stepped out, and the golden Human Emperor sword slashed down in the void, connecting the sky and the earth, and slashed towards Qing Yi mercilessly.
Seeing this scene, countless people were extremely angry. Huo Feng and others went crazy. If Kun hadn't stopped them, they might have really committed suicide.
"Son of a bitch!" Li Pin cursed angrily. He had been following Qing Yi and Chu Yan on the Imperial Road. Although Qing Yi was cold, he was very kind to others.
The sword light fell, but Qing Yi was indifferent. She was still shaking, and green light kept coming out of her body in the form of a dragon, like a leaking balloon, with uncontrollable power.
"Boom!" At this moment, the brilliance in Qingyi's body condensed, and the ancient blue sky illuminated the entire Demon Palace. She raised her head like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens, and seemed to have penetrated the sword light and fell on the Beiming Emperor. At one glance, Emperor Beiming actually felt a chill.
"Bloodline Guard..." Looking at the green light in Qing Yi's body, countless people trembled. The green light was so strong. The Human Emperor Sword fell, but it instantly disintegrated under the green light, as if it had never appeared before.
It's another scene like this. Like Chu Yan's ancient monsters, Qing Yi's ancient blue sky map also contains terrifying protection.
"You really deserve to die!" Qing Yi's voice was still crisp and cold.
"You really deserve to die!" Qing Yi repeated again. She seemed to be unable to control Qing's power and spit out a mouthful of blood, but with firm eyes, she walked slowly towards Emperor Beiming.
No one stopped him, and then the blue cloud map covered the starry sky and spread infinitely. In an instant, the map of the mountains and rivers of Emperor Beiming collapsed.
"It's so scary!" Many people's hearts trembled. Qing Yi thought of becoming a king, and the power behind him actually suppressed the Beiming Emperor.
Emperor Beiming looked at Qing Yi. He was originally the emperor, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel the urge to surrender in front of Qing Yi.
"Go! Go!" Someone seemed to realize something and shouted hurriedly. Countless top beings were present, but they realized something was wrong and immediately gave the order.
Emperor Beiming looked at Qing Yi again. With that green light guarding him, he had no chance to kill Qing Yi and had no choice but to leave.
He left unwillingly, but he was satisfied. Chu Yan was forced to die. It was enough. He had no regrets today, even if he offended several extraordinary forces.
Because Chu Yan gave him too many shocks, resonated with the ancient bell, unified the imperial path, and even allowed many people to see his future.
Such a person, who is hostile to the Beiming Dynasty, must die. Emperor Beiming was not wrong, but he still underestimated the residual power caused by Chu Yan's death.
Emperor Beiming left. Qingyi did not chase him, but stopped again. She looked blankly at the sarcophagus blood world and smiled stupidly. Then, she squatted down and hugged her knees with both hands, like a little girl. Same, crying loudly, heartbreaking.
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The ruins of Tianjun, which lasted nearly two years, have finally come to an end.
In the past two years, many people have gained the opportunity to improve their realm and strengthen their bodies. Some people have won the fortune, unified the eight wastelands, and become kings.
However, the most popular thing about the ruins this time was the Battle of Chu Yan, which quickly spread among the crowd.
Fortunately, Chu Yan's death made many forces feel relieved. After leaving Tianjun's ruins, many people announced their seclusion, and then many people broke through.
In the same line of Tianbei, Wangxian Tower.
Since returning from Tianjun's ruins, Wangyue has been staying at home. She sits on an ancient mountain peak every day, looking at the sky with her beautiful eyes empty, sometimes smiling, sometimes crying.
"Wang Yue!" Lin Qingyao leaped over and left the ruins. She did not return to Tianbei Mountain and temporarily stayed in Wangxian Tower. She saw Wang Yue here every day and couldn't help but frown and said: "You and him are just on the Imperial Road. It was just a one-sided relationship. Could it be that his death is something you can’t forget?”
During the battle at Tianjun's ruins, Lin Qingyao was also filled with shock. The person she despised showed his splendor, his prime age, and his heroic figure. She could even understand why Wang Yue was moved. Who wouldn't be moved by such a person? Zi What is Maple compared to it? "He is dead after all. So what about his peerless talent? He will not come back again. It's been half a year since the ruins were left. You haven't practiced in half a year. The same is true for Xian'er. How can people feel at ease when you two are like this?" Lin Qingyao? Said helplessly, after Chu Yan died, Wang Yue and Li Xian'er seemed to have been taken away.
The same as the soul. "Although we have ten thousand years of life and a long road to practice, we will meet many people and see the vicissitudes of the world. But there are some people who you can only see one in your life. Once you see them, you will never forget them again. And he... He is such a person." Wangyue said calmly: "From the moment I knew he was Chu Yan,
I knew I had no chance...but I just wanted to watch him from behind, admire him, and witness him reach the top one day and sit on the throne. However, God is jealous of talents. "
Lin Qingyao sighed, silently, sitting next to Wangyue and looking up into the sky: "There is still one year left before the feast. If he had not died, he should have been present at that feast."
Wangyue gave a confused smile.
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News of Tianjun's ruins spread far and wide.
Among the holy gates, there is a beautiful girl. She covers her veil and plays the piano every day. The sound of the piano is melodious, and the palace seems to be full of magic.
The girl was wearing a white dress and a holy crown, like a fairy fallen from the mortal world.
"Dang..." On this day, the sound of the piano was uneven and the strings broke. She couldn't help but frown, and her slender fingers were bleeding.
"Holy Girl!" Tianyang flew over, and he looked at the woman and frowned: "In the past seven years, your piano music was stable and there was never a single mistake. Why has your piano music been chaotic in the past six months?"
The woman was a saint of all the saints. She stopped, looked at Tianyang, and shook her head: "I don't know, I just feel that I feel very uneasy. Every time I think of that person named Chu Yan, my heart hurts. It seems like we have met before!"
Tianyang frowned, each generation of the Holy Sect would cultivate three people, a saint, a saint, and a saint.
Now that the Holy Son has entered the realm of the King, he has a very good relationship with the Saint. However, since the end of the Tianjun Ruins, the Saint has been in a strange and impetuous state.
"Saint, can you tell me what kind of person he is?" the saint asked.
"Okay!" The saint sighed, sat next to the saint, and told about the relics of Tianjun, while the saint listened quietly.
"Saint!" After the saint finished speaking, he turned around and was shocked. He saw the saint sitting there crying, with tears on her face. Her heart was in great pain, and there were endless memories that emerged in his mind. in mind.
On Shangcang Island, a girl plays the piano, and a boy lies lazily under the tree, holding a straw in his mouth, smiling cleanly, so sunny.
The next moment, the wind surged and the tranquility dissipated, turning into endless darkness.
Thousands of people come to him, the young man fights proudly, showing endless grace, and the young girl rushes to hell just because God is jealous of him.
"I remembered..." The Saint closed her eyes and cried even harder: "I really deserve to die, how could I forget you..."
The saint was stunned aside. He had lost his memory since the saint's entrance. He had never seen the saint like this before. However, all of this was related to Chu Yan?
"Why, this is the result..." The saint was unwilling to accept it. She was the fairy of heaven, and she finally closed her beautiful eyes.
Since then, all the saints and saints have announced to retreat. No one knows why. Only the saint feels helpless, sighs, and raises his head, thinking, will this boy really never come back?
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Demon Sect.
After Tianjun's ruins, Mengya was depressed and fell seriously ill. Although Mengjun had not walked out on the road of becoming a king, he knew all this. He was also very angry, but what could he do?
In Qingfeng City, Qingfeng Sword Lord brought back the news. More than three hundred people in the Sword Sect were silent and shocked. Was that young man, the successor of the Sword Lord who was invincible on the sword stage, dead?
"Brother, let's go!" Tuoba Kuo from the Jujian Sect drank alone and sighed.
In the city of Jiangxin, dark clouds shrouded Min Yue alone in sadness. Dean Han and Guo Feng of the Jiangxin Chamber of Commerce both sighed. Could Xinghai finally be unable to tolerate such a talented person like Mo Wangchen?
"ah!!!"
In the Demon Sect, there was a roar, Wangfeng let out a hoarse roar, his eyes were red, and the spear in his hand danced like a dragon. He was always magnificent no matter in the world or in the galaxy, he was the senior brother who competed for the first place and talked and laughed. , was forced to death in the Tianjun ruins.
What's ridiculous is that all the branches of the Heavenly Monument are not as good as him. He is an eighth-level emperor, invincible, and should have been taken seriously.
"Wangfeng!" Mengya and others came and were stunned when they saw Wangfeng's appearance. Wangfeng's eyes turned blood red at this moment, and a demonic shadow appeared behind him.
"Bewitched?" Everyone frowned. Although Wangfeng was in the Demon Sect, he was neither a demon cultivator nor a disciple of the Demon Sect. However, at this moment, a terrifying demonic shadow appeared behind him.
Ninety-nine great demon mountains and eleven towering demon temples bloomed at this moment, making mournful sounds.
"Having not yet entered the mountain, it resonates with the eleven demon temples? This means that a peerless demon is about to come to the world." Countless elders of the Demon Sect were stunned. "Little wolf!" At this moment, Zi Yin's autumn eyes narrowed, and she saw the little wolf lying dormant in the distance, making a whining roar. The hair on his body stood up like a sword. The next moment, something appeared behind him. The wings came, like a pair of steel magic wings, and he was in great pain, looking up to the sky and screaming.
