"What is an emperor?"
Su Bujin murmured softly.
Her voice was not loud, and she was the only one who could hear it. I didn't know who she was asking, and I didn't know why she suddenly asked.
What is an emperor?
How to be a qualified emperor?
How far is he from being a qualified emperor?
With these questions, Emperor Fengdu's giant palm finally fell.
boom!
There was a loud noise and the giant palm fell.
Someone vaguely saw that under the power of Emperor Fengdu, Su Bujin was already wiped out before the giant palm even touched him.
Some people also saw that Su Bujin seemed to be afraid at the last moment and wanted to run away, but unfortunately he couldn't.
Others saw that Su Bujin wanted to catch the palm forcefully, but failed, and his body instantly turned into blood mist and dissipated.
No matter which way it is, Su Bujin's ending is death.
Under the palm of Emperor Fengdu, it was impossible for Su Bujin to survive.
"Master, is Jinniang really dead?"
Junlin Yisheng couldn't accept this ending at all, and hurriedly turned to Fa Wubian and asked.
Fa Wubian frowned at this moment. Junlin Yisheng had never seen his master with such a solemn expression before.
This made Junlin Yisheng's mood suddenly sink to the bottom.
Su Tianzi suddenly felt a little lost, with a look of loneliness in her eyes, and said: "Su Bujin, originally I wanted to give you a chance to grow up for a few more decades. Maybe you will get some great opportunity at that time, and have You have the ability to fight me. Although this probability is very, very small, it is not impossible. After all, in the same realm, I have only one opponent like you. If you die, I will be very lonely."
Actually, if you think about it, it would be nice to have an old enemy here.
What is loneliness?
Loneliness does not mean that there is no one around you.
Some people are surrounded by many people, but they are still lonely.
The vast sea of people is shuttled through it, and the crowds are surging, but you are like a pebble sinking into the sea, not knowing where to go. There are noisy voices around, but not a single voice belongs to you.
Loneliness does not depend on the number of people.
It depends on whether there is someone who can understand you.
A world without Su Bujin would be a lonely and boring world for Su Tianzi.
"farewell."
Su Tianzi said truthfully, which was her last greeting to this old enemy.
There was silence outside the royal city, and everyone was silent.
It was obvious that this woman was leading them to fight against the old era just a moment ago.
It was obvious that this woman had brought glory to them.
But now she is dead.
To be honest, they had no feelings for Su Bujin.
Many people only met Su Bujin today, how could they have any feelings for him?
They are not sad.
Except for themselves, monks will not be sad about the life and death of others.
However, the atmosphere at this time was very gloomy.
No one spoke.
Maybe they will forget tomorrow, but now, everyone is expressing their respect for this strange leader with silence.
it's all over.
This short but wonderful Sakura Emperor era is over.
boom!
Su Tianzi, who was still feeling sorry for the death of her old enemy, suddenly changed her expression.
The leader of the Demon Cult, who had always been indifferent to worldly affairs, looked extremely shocked.
I still remember the last time Su Tianzi had this expression, it was when he fought against Su Bujin twenty years ago.
Su Tianzi suddenly looked in the direction of Emperor Fengdu's giant hand.
I saw a huge golden beam of light piercing through the palm of Emperor Fengdu, rising into the sky with great momentum!
"This is......."
Su Tianzi's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"what happened?!"
The silent monks outside the city were also frightened by this sudden scene.
The next moment, they understood.
The golden light was blazing and powerful. It not only penetrated Emperor Fengdu's giant hand, but also shook it back.
Emperor Fengdu's hand was knocked back, and Su Bujin's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.
I saw Su Bujin's body bathed in golden light. For some reason, Su Bujin was full of majesty at this time. Invisibly, a dragon roar sounded, and Su Bujin came like an emperor!
Unscathed.
"Look, Emperor Ying is not dead!"
"No way, you were hit by such a big palm and you didn't even die?!"
"Sakura Emperor's pressure suddenly became so strong that I can feel it even from such a distance!"
Su Bujin's appearance made the monks outside the royal city excited again.
Liu Xuan, who had always been worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Great, the Pavilion Master is fine!"
Sheng Shengmei smoothed her hair, and said with a sigh: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that the current Pavilion Master is more like an emperor than ever before, and people can't help but want to kneel down and worship."
Indeed, as Born Mei said, Liu Xuan also feels this way.
Now Su Bujin is more emperor than an emperor.
That golden light seemed to be the light that belonged exclusively to the emperor.
Zhang Taiwei, who was recovering from his injuries, stared at the golden light rising into the sky.
"The light of the emperor must be the light of the emperor. This aura is absolutely unmistakable!"
Others didn't know, but Zhang Taiwei was really well-informed, so he naturally saw the origin of this golden light.
Zhang Tai took a slight sniff and said with flickering eyes: "This aura is somewhat similar to that of True Lord Ziwei, and it... surpasses the existence of True Lord Ziwei!"
Zhenjun Ziwei is the top existence among the immortal kings in the immortal world. There are only a handful of people in the entire immortal world who are stronger than him.
To be able to surpass True Lord Ziwei, what kind of existence does it take to do this?
"Having the light of an emperor, and possessing power beyond Zhenjun Ziwei, could it be the legendary one..."
As if he thought of something, Zhang Taiwei's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Su Bujin who was bathed in golden light with uncertainty.
Under everyone's gaze, Su Bujin made a move.
Su Bujin clasped his hands together, slowly closed his eyes, and the imperial light around him became more and more blazing.
"Roar!"
Immediately, a mighty dragon roar sounded, and countless golden dragons emerged from the emperor's light. Each golden dragon was covered with delicate scales and shone with an ancient and mysterious metallic luster.
The next moment, all the golden dragons seemed to sense something and rushed in one direction at the same time, gathering together.
I saw countless golden true dragons condensing and changing, forming a golden shadow hundreds of millions of feet high, full of majesty and full of oppression!
This phantom is about the same size as Emperor Fengdu. It wears nine-piece robes, a crown of twelve rows of beads, and nine-colored auspicious clouds at its feet. It is majestic and majestic, and its aura is no weaker than that of Emperor Fengdu.
Unbelievable, this is actually a being that can rival Emperor Fengdu!
