Standing at the top, loneliness follows, this is what every strong man in the End of the Dharma era has to experience.
Faced with the requests of many great sects and the old man of Zifu Holy Land, Zixia did not refuse, and decided to give a lecture here for a day, to explain the doubts of the ancients, to use the method of yin and yang, and to explain the mysterious meaning of the great road.
In the meantime, some familiar people came, and the leader was Yao Yuekong from Tianyao Palace. This Tianyao, purple-clothed Xunxun, had something evil about him, like a purple comet crossing the sky of the Eastern Wasteland. But facing a quasi-emperor, he was very polite and regarded Zixia as his senior, and he did not dare to do anything beyond the rules.
There are also Saint Wanchu, Saint Daoyi and others, and the shadows of old friends are coming one after another, including peers and the old man Zixia once called her uncle and master.
At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, with glints in her eyes. The entire Eastern Wasteland was in front of her eyes, as well as the sun filled with purple energy. It was like a scene from the past. The memories of her teenage years were noisy, but Those memories were quietly extinguished, leaving only an indifferent quasi-emperor.
The past life is like a dream, like a dream or lightning, all buried in the past.
Salute you from the south, servant of the Hundred Saints!
Looking down at the Beidou, everything comes and goes.
This was the loneliness that belonged only to Zixia. Suddenly, her desire to revisit her old place faded away, leaving only a little silence.
Life and death are like a dream!
The girl five hundred years ago was a fledgling, with clear and bright eyes. She danced her skirt and transformed into the purple sun for the first time, shooting out a beam of purple light. The sun set at the end of the sky and disappeared.
Five hundred years later, the female queen returned to Beidou. When she was walking in Yaochi, her heart palpitated suddenly, as if she sensed something. She looked up at the sky, and a ray of purple light hit her jade neck. It could not shake her immortal body, but it cut off her last trace of earthly connection. …
That year, the light was as bright as purple catkins, but the ethereal and fairy-like Taoist girl was missing.
"A thought will bring flowers to bloom, and the cause and effect will be controlled!"
Accompanied by a heavenly sound, the mountains and valleys of Beidou were roaring. Zixia's hair was disheveled, and her eyes were filled with the overwhelming green energy of the avenue. As far as the eye could see, everything could only be seen by the Supreme Being. Thousands of chains.
At this moment, Zixia didn't know that when she felt the time, she had already opened a door to heaven and man in the blood of Tao Fei, and her whole person fell into a terrifying state of Tao enlightenment, and the time around her passed quietly. Falling, and she didn't realize it at all, it was another month after the battle on the Yaochi Taoist platform.
In those dark eyes, all kinds of things passed quickly, and azure clouds suddenly rolled up in this ancient land.
And the aura on Zixia's body also began to change. Sometimes it was weak, only in the realm of a saint, and sometimes it was terrifying, as if a supreme being had arrived, which made everyone tremble, their bodies were like chaff, and they almost wanted to kneel down.
In the end, the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda of the Yaochi Holy Land flew out on its own, sending out bursts of rays of light, and landed in front of Zixia, protecting her.
Zixia is completely unaware of everything in the outside world.
She seemed to have started a big dream, one for eternity and one for ten thousand years. It was as if she had walked through life all over again.
With the blood of the Dao in her arms, the girl swept through all the enemies in the galaxy. Wherever she passed, the geniuses withered, and the light of the Dao suppressed everything until she met someone, a special creature.
He is the only one who can draw against himself. The two got to know each other and gradually fell in love with each other.
Later, she attained enlightenment and became a queen, and her partner also achieved great physical fitness, becoming a supreme master. For thousands of years, the two of them tasted the splendor of the world, sitting and watching the world of mortals, until the arrival of their child.
She sealed her parents and children, accompanied her husband, and fulfilled her duties as a wife. Everything was so beautiful until... the corpse disaster came.
"well……"
In the dream, Su Yu looked at the five-color red hair on his body and couldn't help but smack his tongue. He wanted to use the Immortal Tribulation Dao Fire to burn out all the evil things, then rush into the underworld and kill the Prison Suppressing Emperor again, along with the Origin God and the Origin God. The ghost and the chaotic blood ghost were also dealt with.
At this time, the Prison Suppressing Emperor and the Three Masters of Yuandao had not separated yet.
Let these evil creatures experience the light of the Shangqing sword again!
But in this case, the curve of the story will inevitably change.
"It's rare that Zi'er can trigger the Western Emperor's brand, so you should suffer a little..." Su Yu resisted the urge to draw his sword and kill the Origin God, and began to reproduce the classic.
"I can't grow old with you. Let me free myself and send me on my way." He turned around and said to the beauty in purple imperial robe, feeling indescribable helplessness and full of reluctance.
The woman in purple's face was full of sadness, tears rolled down her face, and she was extremely sad. She squeezed his palms covered with long hairs of five colors tightly.
"Our child will definitely become an immortal, and will become the ancestor of a religion in the future." At that last moment, when Su Yu mentioned the child, he did not follow the old procedure, but said something else.
Then, he quickly transformed, and the blazing flames burned away the five-colored red hair, revealing a flawless face and a strong and upright figure.
"Goodbye, Zi'er. If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you when I am fifteen years old and renew our fate in this life." The light and shadow ended, leaving only the woman's wailing call...
Relying on his proficiency in the Eternal Dream, Su Yu returned from outside the territory and immediately entered the forbidden area of the underworld, awakening the Prison Suppressing Emperor and the three masters of Yuandao.
The two sides started a battle, and everything was a matter of lightning and flint. No one thought that the Tongtian Mingbao would devour the Lord and suppress the ghosts with chaotic blood to death. Then, under the Shangqing Killing Sword Technique, the Source Ghost and the Source God quickly followed suit. .
Only the prison-suppressing emperor was left alone, his forehead bone was pierced by Su Yu, and he fell into the ashes.
Finally, the dark giant held the Black Golden Immortal Wheel, wore the Ming Iron Emperor's clothes, held the Death War Spear in his left hand, and the Hell Heavenly Gun in his right hand. Step by step, he ascended to the symbolic throne of the Ming Lord.
He was lying there wantonly, with his silver hair stained with black blood, and a sinister smile, waiting for the follow-up.
"Jie Jie Jie, the despair of the Western Emperor is too shallow and not enough at all." The corners of Su Yu's mouth were slightly hooked, and the magic light flashed in his eyes, like a lord of death, controlling everything in the underworld.
"Zi Xia'er, let me give you true despair." He laughed sinisterly, and behind him were thousands of ghosts walking at night, and there was blood and blood everywhere, and it was an unparalleled terror.
I don't know how long it took, but as the Yin Earth cracked, a purple-clothed queen came in to launch the final reckoning.
And then... came the biggest tragedy.
Facing Su Yu who was in charge of the immortal weapon, the Purple Emperor was ruthlessly suppressed and became the first emperor to meet a miserable end. No one expected this ending.
In the trapped immortal platform, the queen was nailed to the Dark Phoenix Blood Wood. Her flawless white hands were bound by dark chains, as were her pair of slender and tight legs. The broken imperial robe could not cover the scenery at all, revealing a large area. Snow white. But the Demon Lord was laughing, playing with the other person's delicate hair wantonly, with unconcealable offense in his scarlet eyes.
"If there is a road to Yaochi, you don't go there. If there is no way to the underworld, you just come. I happen to be short of an emperor-level cauldron!"
The evil laughter mixed with the woman's groan and pain spread far and wide. Blood rain fell suddenly in the dark land, accompanied by fishy wind and thunder, and corpse demons and ghosts howled, making everything extremely terrifying.
This is a death scroll that belongs exclusively to the Purple Emperor, representing the ultimate despair and destruction!
The dream path fell quietly...
It was already ten years later in the outside world, and the sight of hundreds of saints gathered in the Yaochi Holy Land had long since disappeared. A bright light erupted from the jade Taoist platform, and a slender and graceful fairy shadow descended. The field was twisted and squeezed to fill the world.
All the female cultivators in Yaochi were trembling, even the Queen Mother was no exception. At this moment, her gentle expression suddenly changed, and her whole body was throbbing, as if the sky had fallen.
"The aura of the Western Emperor is not... different." An old woman's expression changed, and she noticed something abnormal.
It is impossible to describe this level of coercion. The emperor's shadow is dazzling, extremely sacred and peaceful, but at this moment, the source contains anger, making the statue become like the river of death. There is actually bright red blood flowing under the feet, destroying the West. The tranquility of the secret realm of Yaochi left behind by the Queen Mother.
The Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears shook billions of rays of divine light, and the green clouds surged, but it did not suppress it. On the contrary, it resonated with the imperial shadow in every possible way!
"ah!"
A sharp and long roar resounded through Beidou, the jade platform was shattered, the Kunling was cracked, and a woman whose whole body was surrounded by the green light of the avenue rushed out. She was obviously full of fairy charm, but at this moment she exuded the aura of death.
At this moment, Zixia has tears in her eyes, her delicate facial features are distorted, and her dark eyes have become extremely red. The anger in her heart is about to tear the sky apart and burn down three thousand worlds. Even the water of the Immortal River cannot do it. Extinguished.
Thousands of years of humiliation and desperate counterattack.
In the end, it was just the person who did it intentionally, but the pain she endured was real.
"I am going to kill you!"
This was a roar that silenced thousands of people, shaking the world and the whole world. Countless saints felt pain in their consciousness, and they felt as if their bodies were going to explode. The majesty of the imperial way was uncontrollable.
The pale air rushed straight into the sky. Zixia took a step and the void was shattered. A hurricane avenue appeared out of thin air, leading directly to the Great Luotian.
However, as soon as she walked out of Beidou, a simple and ancient cauldron fell down, as if it contained a whole world.
Zixia subconsciously took action, and the purple power comparable to the Dacheng Holy Body impacted the four universes like a wanton ocean. It was extremely terrifying, but it was still no match for the Origin Cauldron of All Things.
With a muffled sound, she was loaded in.
"receive!"
As the spell spread, the huge Immortal Cauldron quickly shrank, becoming only the size of a palm, and fell into Su Yu's hands.
He weighed the cauldron and pursed his lips, as if recalling the thousand years of imprisonment in his dream, but the slight worry in his eyes betrayed his heart.
This time it was indeed too much.
The crime was so serious that it was just teasing. No wonder Zixia wanted to fight him desperately, regardless of the five-hundred-year relationship between Taoists.
"What to do..."
Su Yu sighed, knowing that Zixia's resentment must be resolved during this period, otherwise the future will not be wonderful. Under the dim light, he walked misty and disappeared into the dark starry sky.
Leave everything to the future, time will wear away everything.
However, the seriousness of this incident was far beyond Su Yu's imagination.
After thousands of years of accumulation of dreams, there was too much depression in Zixia's chest. Even if Su Yu tried his best to devour and absorb it, it would be difficult to eliminate it in a short time.
As for the intense path he chose, whipping his victims day and night had some effect, but not very much. He also had to be prepared for the occasional yin knife that contained the laws of the emperor from the person next to him, which was really tiring.
However, the situation began to change later. After a year of companionship, Zixia gradually calmed down, but she still refused to forgive and was angry with Su Yu. And every time, she would refine the fairy liquid given to her by Su Yu and use it to improve herself. The culprit's heart also dropped, and he must be more careful when he thinks about doing so in the future...
In the following years, he either traveled with his beautiful wife or practiced Taoism with the avatar of the Holy Spirit, almost every year at two o'clock and one line, day and night, all the time.
Time flies, and the years pass by, and in the blink of an eye it is another hundred years.
Many geniuses have broken through the quasi-emperor realm, and Yin Tiande, Ye Fan, Nan Yao, Shenzun, Huang Xudao, Huo Linzi, and Yaochi Saint from the outside world have all entered this realm.
In Kunting's Chaos Palace, outstanding figures such as Dao Yi, Xiang Yufei, Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Zi Mansion Holy Son, Reborn Prince, Xuan Ming, Xu's Daughter, etc., some of them were hundreds of years ago. A quasi-emperor, the latest one was broken a hundred years ago, and he has been deeply involved in this field for a long time.
There are more quasi-emperors who belong to the direct lineage of Chaos Palace.
In addition to those quasi-emperors of medicinal spirits, several demigod medicinals have also entered this field.
In the virtual world, Yan Ruyu, Golden Goddess, Dragon Girl, Purple Dragon Girl, Huo Lin'er, Ji Biyue, Yue Ling, Yao Xi, Yang Yi, Qi Qi, Yi Qingwu, Lin Jia, Fanxian (Brahma Battle Body's bloodline revived ), Qi Meng (the bloodline of the feathered immortal body is revived), Fairy Qingshi (Qingyue body, fused with Su Yu's disciple Qingyue) Ying Xue (the bloodline of the sun body is revived), Xi Bodhisattva Jue Youqing, Xin Lan (the princess of the gods), Lan Qi, the nine-tailed fox girl, Azure Jade Dragon (Su Yu's spiritual pet), Xiya (the female saint of the ancient Huangshan Mountain), Lu Ling (the little princess of the Golden Crow tribe, the ancestral blood was resurrected) and others also successively broke through the heavenly barrier and stepped into the world. reached a new level. A few of them were in a similar situation to Qin Yao and used the method of cutting off the path, but most of them followed the right path.
In the list of Ziwei beauties that Su Yu had assembled back then, apart from Yi Qingwu, the cold moon, only the Golden Crow girl Lu Ling stood out after awakening her Zuwu bloodline. She made a qualitative leap in her roots and strength, and became a quasi-emperor. . This is closely related to Lord Xianwu. If he hadn't brought out Zuwu's true blood, it would have been hard to tell.
There are also Xiaosong, Ying Tong, Jiang Yifei, Huang Er (the descendant of the Holy Body brought back by Su Yu from outside the territory, whose ancestor is the Dacheng Holy Body buried on the Holy Cliff), Yang Xi and others above Qingyun, who have become capable and Ye Top masters comparable to Fan, Yin Tiande and others.
The Nine Phoenix King from the ancient clan was also promoted and became the Blood Phoenix Quasi-Emperor. The jade elves in the Immortal Mountain also gave birth to a quasi-emperor. Regardless of life or death, there are seven or eight quasi-emperors in Hades.
This life is so extraordinary, the number of quasi-emperors in the world has actually exceeded the hundred mark, heading towards two hundred.
There are nearly 80 quasi-emperors under the jurisdiction of Kunting alone. Counting the puppets, it is a hundred emperors. This is a miracle. There is no such wonder in the mythical era. This world is really prosperous to the extreme, worthy of gold. The name of the great world.
As for the supreme masters, only Zixia broke through the Tianyuan, and the most likely Qilinzi was also trapped in the Quasi-Emperor Eighth Level, unable to attack the Imperial Way's natural chasm.
Shi Ming and the true phoenix clones took a step further and entered the realm of the quasi-emperor's ninth heaven. Their divine power was like the sea. If placed in other eras, they would be enough to impact the heart of the supreme heaven.
In the Immortal Mountain, Ming Lian, who was sitting opposite the woman in white, suddenly opened her eyes.
As a soul returned from the ruthless immortal platform, the immortal mountain lord's bright eyes reflected the light of ten thousand rays, and then quickly converged, and the body where the feathered immortal light returned to flesh color, becoming white and flawless, just like Frost and snow.
For the past hundred years, she has been sitting with him in the sea of consciousness, and has gained a lot.
I don’t know why, but the other party is unwilling to communicate with Su Yu, but when facing her, although he is still cold, sometimes he is willing to spit out some information. It is obvious that the woman in white also has thoughts about the Emerald Lazuli Holy Spirit... (End of Chapter)
