Under the night, the stars are like washing, and the bright light flows quietly into the pupils. No matter looking up or down, the longing in the heart breaks through the gate and pours out at will. Even this dim world has given own inner beauty.
At this moment, he was standing in a sea of fire, but he was happy and at ease. There was no pain on his face, and he was overjoyed in his heart. The knife in his hand was out of control, hovering quietly around his body.
The fresh energy was refining the filth in the air, and at this moment, his whole body was already covered with a piece of black flame, and this black flame was the well-known Qingliu Yan.
The clear stream of flames was like a stream of water, soaking into Yu Zun's dark skin. His skin gradually gained a luster, like bronze. Just looking at it, it felt hard.
It seems that the moves used by Emperor Yan are no longer effective for Zun. However, the war is not over yet. Who dares to say what will happen next moment?
Emperor Yan's thousands of clones began to attack unscrupulously. Their fists were more like gunpowder, exploding in the dull air, and then exploded.
The rapid flames surrounded Yu Zun's body, burning more and more intensely. In this dark world, everything seemed to be a foil, and no one cared about those weak lives.
This world has changed...
In the dark night, the creatures sleeping inside made gasping sounds. He looked up at the sky, with an indelible longing in his eyes. Perhaps he was moved by the scene, and the hatred in his heart was once again drawn out.
He clenched his fists, and the past scenes were still in his heart, flowing quietly like a stream.
At that time, there was light in his eyes, but there was darkness in his heart, a dark land, a dark wasteland. On the distant wasteland, there was a majestic flame, but those splashing sparks could not defeat that The endless darkness has always been like this!
He laughed hysterically, he laughed crazily, and the bitterness in his heart was brought out again, and was blown dry by the wind again in this dry and cold night.
The crazier he laughed, the more bitter the bitterness in his heart became, but he was still laughing, in a sad and heart-wrenching way.
He panted softly. At this time, he gradually fell silent. He suddenly disappeared into this lonely wasteland. When he reappeared, there was a flow of fireworks in his fists.
The liquid-like fireworks have meant their own excellence since their appearance.
The rapid flames swayed quietly in the wind, and when he shouted: "Kill!"
At that moment, under the distant night, a dazzling firework started from Yu Zun and spread crazily in all directions.
The killing intent in my heart struck the soft atrium again and again, like a gurgling blood flow.
In the darkness, on the silent wilderness, like a curtain of rain, there was the sound of vegetation exploding. He lowered his arms, and before he knew it, Emperor Yan's clone had fallen in his hands.
In the wind, each other's fate flows, and in the darkness, the sadness and joy in each other's hearts spread rapidly.
When overlooking the vast land, his heart became calm and no longer restless. In other words, it should be the peace that the black flame brought to him!
The heavy full-moon scimitar rolled quietly in the boiling air. That feeling of depression to death was given by that sword!
Very few people seem to know the true origin of that sword, and its appearance also means that there will be another legend in the world. This is the meaning of the appearance of the Full Moon Scimitar. Of course, it also has two other names - Black Iron Scimitar, Source Sky Blade!
But at this moment, Yu Zun didn't want to use the sword. Perhaps, he felt that it was not necessary!
His fist, like a meteor, streaked across the vast sky, and then fell heavily.
The vast wilderness was already miserable. He frowned. At this time, he still felt a sense of compassion in his heart. He had not lost his conscience.
But even so, so what? This war is irreversible and everything is goodbye to yesterday...
....
Emperor Yan had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be very satisfied in his heart. He was happy to see the scene in front of him. It's no wonder that being able to get to know Yu Zun already meant that they were the same people.
At the edge of heaven and earth, morning light has appeared. Although the light is very weak, it at least brings some humble hope to life.
A great man once said: "A single spark can start a prairie fire!"
Then, this humble hope may at some point support a brighter sky!
When the fist struck again, in the vast wasteland, thousands of Emperor Yan's clones had turned into one person.
In Yu Zun's heart, there was an unreachable power, roaring in his heart.
After that, the momentum became more intense each time.
He looked at the ground in astonishment and murmured to himself: "Emperor Yan, is this your true strength?"
Then, there was more joy in his eyes, "If that's the case, then I should thank you! After all, you are an excellent whetstone!"
And the young man here is so crazy, or crazy, and he has more say than anyone else about his fascination with the martial arts realm.
Because he has been a martial arts madman from beginning to end. Everything now gives him great satisfaction, and he no longer cares about life or death.
The world has never changed, but for a moment, in his heart, this miserable world seems to have changed. Is it the inner feelings or what really happened?
The loud noise was deafening and seemed to pierce the eardrums. It was the continental plates that were colliding crazily. The land was cracked...
But at this time, the fire in his heart had been ignited, and he became more and more excited and crazy. He panted gently, and then he raised his neck and quietly peered into the sky, smiling crazily. ...smiling...
He disappeared at the edge of the night again, and his iron fist was once again embedded in the deep wilderness. At this time, his consciousness was somewhat blurred, and a huge demonic shadow appeared behind him.
Emperor Yan was startled in his heart. This did not seem to be a scene he liked to see.
What is this troll...
In Yu Zun's confused eyes, the light is slowly fading. Perhaps, one day, he will lose everything about himself!
But the critical line of time is approaching again and again, until it becomes a reality...
At night, the rampant night wind blew out a fold in the dark night, and in that fold, there was a ray of light, slowly approaching, that was the horizon, that rare light...
At this time, Yu Zun also punched down again, but at this time, the momentum around him was no longer the same as before.
That majestic aura became more and more fierce as bursts of thunder struck on the sky.
Keng!
Clang!
At that moment, the earth and the sky were trembling, and a silver stream of light followed his fist and fell crazily between the sky and the earth.
Then, the fire splashed everywhere, like a grand fireworks ceremony. Under the dark sky, there was already a dim light, but the earth was still sleeping, and the deep breathing was so heavy and depressing... ..
At this time, Emperor Yan was standing proudly in the wilderness. The robe on his body could no longer cover his body, and his body was overflowing with red blood, but there was light in his eyes and a trace of blood on his face. A clear smile.
He is fearless, but he has already staked his fortune and life on this battle, and Emperor Yan also made him realize what a master is in a true sense. This is not just talk.
At this time, the flame in Emperor Yan's body has undergone fundamental changes. The red golden flame seems to be able to burn everything in the world.
The blazing flames are like tears stuck in the eyes, unable to hide the sorrow in my heart, and even harder to hide the murderous intention in my heart...
I originally thought that dawn was about to break, but all this was far from the speed of the darkness. It was the heavy lead clouds that once again gave darkness to this heavy night. Then, silently sing in my heart.
Red-gold flames enveloped Emperor Yan's fists, and his attacks were extremely simple. Just like Yu Zun, he just waved his fists and used the most primitive brute force to create the brightest scene with the opponent.
But, don’t forget, this night still hasn’t faded away...
However, the attribute of despair has always lingered around them and never disappeared. This was given to them by this deceased world, and this world seemed very innocent.
When the red-gold flame struck Yu Zun's chest, Yu Zun stood with his eyes closed. He didn't seem to care about the blazing flame. If he didn't care, it would definitely leave tragic consequences.
There was a huge hole in his charred chest, and what made people feel desperate was that there was a piece of flame inside that hole, burning blazingly. This meant that those flames might hurt someone. His guts.
Maybe, it’s just numbness! Gradually, he could not see the way he came from, nor could he find the way back, but in the young man's eyes, there was an indifferent nature. That kind of indifference was even crazier than that red-golden flame. , and also more ruthless.
The flame was still burning in the young man's body, but at this time, a strange scene appeared. The flame turned into a clear stream, flowing quietly in his body.
Not only did Yan not destroy his internal organs, it actually had a good effect on him. Yan was transforming his physique, as if he was refining it.
At this moment, Emperor Yan, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, was startled in his heart. After a moment, there was a smile in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "I should have guessed this scene!"
No wonder, in this world, Qing Liuyan can be said to be the top flame species, and it is reasonable for all flame species to bow their heads in front of Qing Liuyan.
At this moment, the war seemed to be coming to an end, and at this time, Yu Zun's body was covered with bruises and wounds that had already formed scars.
At this time, his pupils were still empty, but the troll behind him became more and more real.
At that time, Emperor Yan sighed softly, "Do you want me to pay tribute to your martial arts?"
There is no fear, no pain, the darkest space in my heart has long been filled with brilliant light.
Emperor Yan raised his head and looked at the sky. The young man standing against the wind was surrounded by a black murderous aura.
Emperor Yan also gradually understood that perhaps his fate had already stopped at a certain moment!
It seems that I can’t get involved in this troubled world!
The red-gold flame was still burning, and Emperor Yan's body was wrapped in it, more like a set of golden armor.
However, Yu Zun, who looked indifferent, just flicked his fingers gently, and a terrifying and oppressive dark energy beam shot out crazily from his fingertips.
That kind of terrifying energy was deliberately suppressed. When it was shot out, a gap seemed to be opened in the dark sky.
Such heavy energy was poured into the air of death in the dark night. The energy itself was already at its peak. Emperor Yan smiled happily now.
"Yu Zun! Thank you! Thank you for trying your best!" He closed his eyes. In the darkness, he was caressing the way he came, as well as his past and present lives. It turned out that all of this was already over. .....
And the end of despair does not seem to be death! What if it was another rebirth?
The red-gold flame shattered on the wilderness. The flame was more like a piece of red-gold colored glass. Later, when someone deliberately threw it on the ground, it shattered into a piece of the past.
Yan's body was already dilapidated, but he still struggled to stand up. A line of blood overflowed from his lips. He wiped it gently with his fingers. He raised his neck and looked at the sky quietly.
He used all his strength and shouted: "Can you do it again?"
In the darkness, even those inhuman beasts were sobbing quietly for him.
Why...
Why...
There was a sad past in the young man's anxious eyes. Now, facing this scene again, he seemed to wake up from his deep sleep.
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At this time, the figure of the giant demon behind him also became clearer, and then, at some point, it slowly disappeared into the depths of the night sky.
At this time, the dawn at the end of the horizon seemed to give this heavy wasteland some rare hope.
Light will always come, and when the night is dying, it will softly sing about everything that has happened before.
The absurd night, the strange ghosts, there are many shadows of them in the darkness, but at this time, the scimitar in Yu Zun's hand is changing slightly.
The ancient characters engraved on the blade were twisting crazily. When the blade emitted a burst of bright light, the deep night was overthrown by the blade.
The knife escaped from Yu Zun's control and shot into the distance at an extreme speed. Then, at a certain moment, the sky became a little brighter, and not long after, it became a little brighter again, until the bright sky The light curtain was torn out by the knife.
The world at this time was already bright, and the scimitar actually cut through the sky and shot towards the red sun in the long space.
No wonder I entered this situation by mistake, there is a reason for this scene!
At this moment, whose body resonates most strongly with the tomorrow above the sky?
The answer itself is already clear, it should be Emperor Yan!
On the sky, the red sun, emitting dazzling light, was still burning brightly, but it seemed that it did not expect that there was someone who could seize the power in this situation.
The knife shot towards the red sun, and then rolled repeatedly with the powerful heat in the red sun. What was shocking but hard to find was that the hot energy in the red sun was like running water. , dipped in the groove of the scimitar.
The originally very bright sword light became a little suppressed at a certain moment. Then, the sword light suddenly burst out, bright and eye-catching. It's like the splendor of dawn. t.
What exactly does this mean...
Yu Zunye had woken up, but he was looking at the sky blankly. He could clearly see everything on the clouds, but all this made him speechless.
It is the purest energy of the red sun, flowing into the slot of the scimitar. At this moment, the blade of the sword is as eye-catching as blood, and the crimson flame is like a rooster's comb.
When the light came to this empty world, the earth, which had been destroyed by the flames, still sympathized with the people of the world. Those broken rivers and mountains were slowly repaired in silence, and then reappeared to their original appearance.
Under the sky, the world is like an iron curtain. Only power can enable people to find a way to the future in the boundless darkness.
However, even if the day has arrived, who will dispel the darkness in your heart?
And the appearance of Yu Zun may change everything! Those martial creatures once again found their yearning in this dark, scorched land.
When they looked up at the sky, their hearts were filled with longing. It was the young man standing under the light curtain who gave them hope, and it was the scimitar on the sky curtain that gave them confidence.
Instead of entrenching themselves in their respective territories in the long night, shivering, and brazenly predicting who is stronger, it would be better to quietly look up at their beliefs in this long, clear space.
The black iron scimitar sank deep in the sky, and at this time, the pure fire of the sun was still being deliberately devoured by the scimitar.
The terrifying thing about that knife is that it is like a glutton, it seems to never be satisfied. Not long after, the scimitar emitted a burst of dazzling light. Then it bloomed to the extreme!
At this time, Yu Zun was confused. What happened to his Origin Heaven Blade?
The fire of the sun poured into the slot of the knife crazily, and the ancient characters carved on the blade began to distort crazily.
When the strong light dissipated, everything returned to the original moment. Perhaps only Emperor Yan understood what happened in this situation!
