Yuangu died, and his ambitions, his loneliness, and his regrets all turned into light rain and dispersed with the wind.
In the end, such a powerful man cut off the Tao, but he could not cut off his thoughts and true feelings. He was burdened with the heavy burden and came to this world alone to realize the Tao, chewing on the desolation, and he had both flesh and blood and tears.
When the light rain disappeared, the sunset disappeared, the sky became dark, the cold wind blew across the desolate land, and everything came to an end.
Ye Fan won, but he did not have the joy he deserved. At the end of his life, Yuangu whispered sadly, opened his arms and stretched into the void without light, facing darkness alone, those words touched him.
To give up everything for the hope in my heart, but in the end it was a waste. How many people in the world have struggled, been sad and sorrowful, and were lonely, but in the end they have no results.
Everyone is the only protagonist of his own life and has his own story. Yuangu is very strong. Due to different positions and different paths, he is in a life-and-death battle with Ye Fan, and it is not right or wrong. In the end, he only became a pile of scattered bones on the road of the Emperor, and his love, hatred, and affection ended there.
This is the ruthless way to prove, give up, give up, abandon relatives and true feelings, but in the end, there may be no result, and you will get nothing. You will use your own blood and bones to form the road to becoming an emperor, leaving only a sad song.
In the same place, similar things happened during the ancient times. The two geniuses had a life-and-death duel, which was the peak battle of the young Saint Emperor, which made the heavens boil.
In that battle, Yuan Huang won, defeated the most powerful enemy in his life, and embarked on the road of attainment. A new cycle of reincarnation began millions of years later, but his descendants were defeated and died.
Qixiayuan, a place destined to be extraordinary. Perhaps a pair of young emperors will compete for power in one hundred thousand or a million years later, leaving another legend.
The entire battlefield was silent, and people watched the light rain leave, disappear and dissipate. The ultimate wish of Primordial God was to return to the ancient times, which was obviously impossible.
I don’t know who sighed first. Yuangu was also true in nature, but in the end he ended up in such a sad way, which touched the hearts of those who are determined to prove the truth.
After a brief silence, the people of Primitive Lake let out an unwilling roar. Many people rushed up, and their murderous aura turned into a torrent and swept towards Ye Fan. The huge plain was solemn, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
The black fog was surging, and murderous intent was rolling. Many people in the Primitive Lake were bleeding in their hearts. This was the eighth generation grandson of the Yuan Emperor. They lived to this life and died just to prove the truth. They felt like they had lost a treasure and lost their fortune for tens of thousands of years.
Buzz!
A cold light flew out and shot towards Ye Fan's head in the battlefield. It was a small silver spear long with chopsticks. It was a treasure of ancient times, pointing directly to his eyebrows, and he wanted to nail him to death.
Ye Fan turned sideways and did not take it, because the small silver spear with a chopstick that was rippled in pieces, and the seal carvings had endless patterns, which were not something that ordinary people could sacrifice.
Sure enough, all kinds of patterns were densely covered with them, and it shattered itself, transforming into a small world, and it was about to swallow him, and some strong people wanted to take him away.
Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed, and a ripples shook out from the purple gold hammer. This was a broken holy soldier, smashing this small world on the spot and turning it into ashes.
Kill him!
Someone shouted loudly, and a big blue claw came from the void, covering the sky, and exuded a wisp of the power of a saint, trying to destroy Ye Fan.
The light flashed again between Ye Fan's eyebrows, and a ray of purple gold ripples shot out, like a real dragon leaping, shining brightly, blocking the big hand, while he himself quickly retreated.
Why are you still standing there? Kill the holy body of the human race and avenge the Primordial Era.Someone shouted in Qixia Yuan.
At the same time, several big hands were poked out from the sky, and they all had a wisp of the power of a saint, with boundless terror and awesomeness.
They are all masters, and they have entered the realm of the Ancestral King with one foot. One such person can sweep away the other side and destroy several clans, which is a decisive kill against Ye Fan.
I have a decisive battle with Yuangu, life and death are fate, what do you mean?Ye Fan looked at Gao Tian.
If you dare to kill Queen Gu, you will be able to atone for your sins even if you die. How can you survive? You should repay it with your humble life!In the end, a total of six big hands reached out, not the real ancestor king, but they were also close.
There were purple gold ripples blooming in Ye Fan's eyebrows, and six were divided into pieces, shooting at the six big hands, each containing a nine-colored divine flame in the fire domain, which could burn everything.
Chih!
In the sky, all six big hands shivered and quickly sank into the void. No one understood what was going on.
What are you waiting for? The human holy body killed the ancient emperor's bloodline. This is a serious sin and cannot be forgiven and redeemed. Let's kill him together.Someone shouted and secretly encouraged.
Ye Fan was concerned with the cold eyes. Whether it was the few people who took action just now or the people who shouted, they were all not the royal family of Yuanhu. Some people had ulterior motives and deliberately chose to argue with them.
A fair showdown, this battle has a result. Do you bewitch people's hearts and want the Primitive Lake to start a war with the human race?Some people also drink like this.
At the same time, a dazzling light steeped up, the road patterns were everywhere, and blood was like a sea of people. The Barbarian King walked out, blinking his fingers one after another, and people kept screaming. There was a black black turtle on his head.
Among the crowd, more than a dozen figures turned into blood, and both body and spirit were destroyed. It was the people who were sowed in secret that none of them survived.
When did Primitive Lake fall into this situation? Do some cats and dogs want to use them as guns? Want them to fight against the human race?The Barbarian King spoke.
boom!
The people from Primitive Lake finally expressed their opinion that it was endless murderous aura, boiling and a group of people rushed forward. There was a ancestral king in the middle, whose qi and blood were swept into the sky, making many people unable to help but kneel down and unable to withstand the pressure.
This is a group of murderous gods of death. Yuangu is the hope of their clan, but he died like this. This is an incalculable loss.
However, it is expected that in the next ten thousand years, the Blood Huáng Mountain, Shencanling Mountain, Huolin Cave, etc. will surely be even more prosperous, because there is an ancient prince, but the eighth grandson of the Yuan Emperor has fallen, and the situation of the Primitive Lake is worrying.
It's not your turn to be a gun player.An old man from Primitive Lake looked cold and waved his sleeves and rolled towards the Barbarian King, which clearly showed that the person who came was not good.
Especially the ancestor king in the middle, every pore in his body was flowing with murderous intent, one after another, overflowing along the pores, crushing the world. Even his tribe members dared not approach, with their white hair dispersed and their eyes were scary.
The ancestor king stared at the black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King and said: Yao Chi Sheng will have an agreement. All the saints do not show their supernatural powers. Do you want to break this rule?
You can't talk nonsense. The one who took action just now was the little man, not the great Xuanwu. I know that you are so resentful in your heart. The ancient emperor's bloodline died, and you just want to find an excuse to take action.The black turtle said.
Bang!
In the other direction, a powerful aura came overwhelmed by the sky, and another ancestor king appeared, wearing a blue gold battle suit, walked from the horizon like a god of war, and reached the front in two steps.
The human holy body is amazing. He is so decisive and ruthless that even the descendants of Emperor Yuan killed him.Obviously, it was also a bad person. Although he was not from Primitive Lake, he obviously came forward for them.
In a life-and-death battle, I will be killed if I am lenient. A fair showdown. Do you still need to re-explain the great truth here?Ye Fan said in a humble and arrogant manner that he was mentally prepared for such a thing.
The mother's Qi Cauldron flew out, hanging above Ye Fan's head, and drooped with magical silk ribbons to protect his body. The nine-colored flames in it were ready to be sacrificed at any time, killing everyone with blood, no matter whether it is an ancient king or a royal family.
Ah, now killing Queen Yuan, will you also trample us under your feet in the future?The third ancestor king appeared, wearing a purple gold crown and carrying his hands on his back. He stepped down from the night sky and stepped towards Ye Fan's head with one foot. He wanted to step on to death.
You are too much, fight fairly, and life and death are fate!The black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King opened his mouth and spit out a light, blocking the foot of the ancestor king and shook him back a few steps.
Kill him!
Many people in Primitive Lake could not bear it and could not accept this fact. Many people surrounded him together and all wanted to attack Ye Fan.
The black black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King spit out a light from his mouth and said: Do you really want to break the rules and force the great Xuanwu to take action?Its words were like thunder, which shocked these people and could not approach them.
The white-haired ancestor king in Primitive Lake snorted coldly, stepped forward, faced the black turtle, blocking its breath. A divine sword about an inch long between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and everyone was shocked. It was the Yuanhuang Dao Sword, which was used not long ago in the Yuan Dynasty, and its power was obvious to all.
Not everyone has the six reincarnation fist to resist. The Yuanhuang Dao Sword is a taboo secret technique in the final chapter. It has the power to transform the Tao. It kills all enemies and almost no one can resist it, especially if it is cast by a ancestral king-level figure!
If all the saints do not show their supernatural powers, will they really become empty texts?The black turtle opened its mouth, revealing a solemn look.
In the sky, the Zuwang wearing a purple gold crown showed a cold smile on his lips, and stepped down again, stepping on Ye Fan's head with one foot, trying to trample to death.
Buzz!
The void trembled, and he retreated far away in the sky, but still failed to make a move this time because an old man with a hunchbacked figure and skinny bone appeared.
The saint of Tianxuan Stone House stood beside Ye Fan, with no waves in the ancient well, and his expression was plain, and said: This battle has ended, let's stop here.
You say the curtain will come to an end?The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown in the sky sneered.
I believe that the people of Primitive Lake have their own demeanor.The old saint from Tianxuan Stone House said, and then his eyes were bright and he stared at the Purple Crown Ancestor King.
Dingdengdeng... He couldn't help but take a few steps back and showed surprise. The White-clothed God King made his reputation at the Yaochi Festival. However, the ancient clan did not know the other saints of the human race. He couldn't help but feel surprised at this time, and it was also unfathomable!
The saints of the human race are really intimidating, but do you think you can save the holy body?The Zu Wang, wearing a purple gold crown, carried his hands on his back, and looked into the distance with a sneer on his lips.
At the end of that direction, nine ancient ferocious beasts stopped in the sky, pulling an ancient chariot across the void, revealing simplicity and grandness. The nine Huáng King, who had been praised by the Holy Emperor of Fighting Battle, was there!
Ye Fan spoke, his words sounded like a sword, and said: Not every ancestor king is as focused as you. Don’t you want to get rid of me?I'm standing here to see how you touch a hair of my hair!
In the end, such a powerful man cut off the Tao, but he could not cut off his thoughts and true feelings. He was burdened with the heavy burden and came to this world alone to realize the Tao, chewing on the desolation, and he had both flesh and blood and tears.
When the light rain disappeared, the sunset disappeared, the sky became dark, the cold wind blew across the desolate land, and everything came to an end.
Ye Fan won, but he did not have the joy he deserved. At the end of his life, Yuangu whispered sadly, opened his arms and stretched into the void without light, facing darkness alone, those words touched him.
To give up everything for the hope in my heart, but in the end it was a waste. How many people in the world have struggled, been sad and sorrowful, and were lonely, but in the end they have no results.
Everyone is the only protagonist of his own life and has his own story. Yuangu is very strong. Due to different positions and different paths, he is in a life-and-death battle with Ye Fan, and it is not right or wrong. In the end, he only became a pile of scattered bones on the road of the Emperor, and his love, hatred, and affection ended there.
This is the ruthless way to prove, give up, give up, abandon relatives and true feelings, but in the end, there may be no result, and you will get nothing. You will use your own blood and bones to form the road to becoming an emperor, leaving only a sad song.
In the same place, similar things happened during the ancient times. The two geniuses had a life-and-death duel, which was the peak battle of the young Saint Emperor, which made the heavens boil.
In that battle, Yuan Huang won, defeated the most powerful enemy in his life, and embarked on the road of attainment. A new cycle of reincarnation began millions of years later, but his descendants were defeated and died.
Qixiayuan, a place destined to be extraordinary. Perhaps a pair of young emperors will compete for power in one hundred thousand or a million years later, leaving another legend.
The entire battlefield was silent, and people watched the light rain leave, disappear and dissipate. The ultimate wish of Primordial God was to return to the ancient times, which was obviously impossible.
I don’t know who sighed first. Yuangu was also true in nature, but in the end he ended up in such a sad way, which touched the hearts of those who are determined to prove the truth.
After a brief silence, the people of Primitive Lake let out an unwilling roar. Many people rushed up, and their murderous aura turned into a torrent and swept towards Ye Fan. The huge plain was solemn, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
The black fog was surging, and murderous intent was rolling. Many people in the Primitive Lake were bleeding in their hearts. This was the eighth generation grandson of the Yuan Emperor. They lived to this life and died just to prove the truth. They felt like they had lost a treasure and lost their fortune for tens of thousands of years.
Buzz!
A cold light flew out and shot towards Ye Fan's head in the battlefield. It was a small silver spear long with chopsticks. It was a treasure of ancient times, pointing directly to his eyebrows, and he wanted to nail him to death.
Ye Fan turned sideways and did not take it, because the small silver spear with a chopstick that was rippled in pieces, and the seal carvings had endless patterns, which were not something that ordinary people could sacrifice.
Sure enough, all kinds of patterns were densely covered with them, and it shattered itself, transforming into a small world, and it was about to swallow him, and some strong people wanted to take him away.
Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed, and a ripples shook out from the purple gold hammer. This was a broken holy soldier, smashing this small world on the spot and turning it into ashes.
Kill him!
Someone shouted loudly, and a big blue claw came from the void, covering the sky, and exuded a wisp of the power of a saint, trying to destroy Ye Fan.
The light flashed again between Ye Fan's eyebrows, and a ray of purple gold ripples shot out, like a real dragon leaping, shining brightly, blocking the big hand, while he himself quickly retreated.
Why are you still standing there? Kill the holy body of the human race and avenge the Primordial Era.Someone shouted in Qixia Yuan.
At the same time, several big hands were poked out from the sky, and they all had a wisp of the power of a saint, with boundless terror and awesomeness.
They are all masters, and they have entered the realm of the Ancestral King with one foot. One such person can sweep away the other side and destroy several clans, which is a decisive kill against Ye Fan.
I have a decisive battle with Yuangu, life and death are fate, what do you mean?Ye Fan looked at Gao Tian.
If you dare to kill Queen Gu, you will be able to atone for your sins even if you die. How can you survive? You should repay it with your humble life!In the end, a total of six big hands reached out, not the real ancestor king, but they were also close.
There were purple gold ripples blooming in Ye Fan's eyebrows, and six were divided into pieces, shooting at the six big hands, each containing a nine-colored divine flame in the fire domain, which could burn everything.
Chih!
In the sky, all six big hands shivered and quickly sank into the void. No one understood what was going on.
What are you waiting for? The human holy body killed the ancient emperor's bloodline. This is a serious sin and cannot be forgiven and redeemed. Let's kill him together.Someone shouted and secretly encouraged.
Ye Fan was concerned with the cold eyes. Whether it was the few people who took action just now or the people who shouted, they were all not the royal family of Yuanhu. Some people had ulterior motives and deliberately chose to argue with them.
A fair showdown, this battle has a result. Do you bewitch people's hearts and want the Primitive Lake to start a war with the human race?Some people also drink like this.
At the same time, a dazzling light steeped up, the road patterns were everywhere, and blood was like a sea of people. The Barbarian King walked out, blinking his fingers one after another, and people kept screaming. There was a black black turtle on his head.
Among the crowd, more than a dozen figures turned into blood, and both body and spirit were destroyed. It was the people who were sowed in secret that none of them survived.
When did Primitive Lake fall into this situation? Do some cats and dogs want to use them as guns? Want them to fight against the human race?The Barbarian King spoke.
boom!
The people from Primitive Lake finally expressed their opinion that it was endless murderous aura, boiling and a group of people rushed forward. There was a ancestral king in the middle, whose qi and blood were swept into the sky, making many people unable to help but kneel down and unable to withstand the pressure.
This is a group of murderous gods of death. Yuangu is the hope of their clan, but he died like this. This is an incalculable loss.
However, it is expected that in the next ten thousand years, the Blood Huáng Mountain, Shencanling Mountain, Huolin Cave, etc. will surely be even more prosperous, because there is an ancient prince, but the eighth grandson of the Yuan Emperor has fallen, and the situation of the Primitive Lake is worrying.
It's not your turn to be a gun player.An old man from Primitive Lake looked cold and waved his sleeves and rolled towards the Barbarian King, which clearly showed that the person who came was not good.
Especially the ancestor king in the middle, every pore in his body was flowing with murderous intent, one after another, overflowing along the pores, crushing the world. Even his tribe members dared not approach, with their white hair dispersed and their eyes were scary.
The ancestor king stared at the black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King and said: Yao Chi Sheng will have an agreement. All the saints do not show their supernatural powers. Do you want to break this rule?
You can't talk nonsense. The one who took action just now was the little man, not the great Xuanwu. I know that you are so resentful in your heart. The ancient emperor's bloodline died, and you just want to find an excuse to take action.The black turtle said.
Bang!
In the other direction, a powerful aura came overwhelmed by the sky, and another ancestor king appeared, wearing a blue gold battle suit, walked from the horizon like a god of war, and reached the front in two steps.
The human holy body is amazing. He is so decisive and ruthless that even the descendants of Emperor Yuan killed him.Obviously, it was also a bad person. Although he was not from Primitive Lake, he obviously came forward for them.
In a life-and-death battle, I will be killed if I am lenient. A fair showdown. Do you still need to re-explain the great truth here?Ye Fan said in a humble and arrogant manner that he was mentally prepared for such a thing.
The mother's Qi Cauldron flew out, hanging above Ye Fan's head, and drooped with magical silk ribbons to protect his body. The nine-colored flames in it were ready to be sacrificed at any time, killing everyone with blood, no matter whether it is an ancient king or a royal family.
Ah, now killing Queen Yuan, will you also trample us under your feet in the future?The third ancestor king appeared, wearing a purple gold crown and carrying his hands on his back. He stepped down from the night sky and stepped towards Ye Fan's head with one foot. He wanted to step on to death.
You are too much, fight fairly, and life and death are fate!The black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King opened his mouth and spit out a light, blocking the foot of the ancestor king and shook him back a few steps.
Kill him!
Many people in Primitive Lake could not bear it and could not accept this fact. Many people surrounded him together and all wanted to attack Ye Fan.
The black black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King spit out a light from his mouth and said: Do you really want to break the rules and force the great Xuanwu to take action?Its words were like thunder, which shocked these people and could not approach them.
The white-haired ancestor king in Primitive Lake snorted coldly, stepped forward, faced the black turtle, blocking its breath. A divine sword about an inch long between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and everyone was shocked. It was the Yuanhuang Dao Sword, which was used not long ago in the Yuan Dynasty, and its power was obvious to all.
Not everyone has the six reincarnation fist to resist. The Yuanhuang Dao Sword is a taboo secret technique in the final chapter. It has the power to transform the Tao. It kills all enemies and almost no one can resist it, especially if it is cast by a ancestral king-level figure!
If all the saints do not show their supernatural powers, will they really become empty texts?The black turtle opened its mouth, revealing a solemn look.
In the sky, the Zuwang wearing a purple gold crown showed a cold smile on his lips, and stepped down again, stepping on Ye Fan's head with one foot, trying to trample to death.
Buzz!
The void trembled, and he retreated far away in the sky, but still failed to make a move this time because an old man with a hunchbacked figure and skinny bone appeared.
The saint of Tianxuan Stone House stood beside Ye Fan, with no waves in the ancient well, and his expression was plain, and said: This battle has ended, let's stop here.
You say the curtain will come to an end?The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown in the sky sneered.
I believe that the people of Primitive Lake have their own demeanor.The old saint from Tianxuan Stone House said, and then his eyes were bright and he stared at the Purple Crown Ancestor King.
Dingdengdeng... He couldn't help but take a few steps back and showed surprise. The White-clothed God King made his reputation at the Yaochi Festival. However, the ancient clan did not know the other saints of the human race. He couldn't help but feel surprised at this time, and it was also unfathomable!
The saints of the human race are really intimidating, but do you think you can save the holy body?The Zu Wang, wearing a purple gold crown, carried his hands on his back, and looked into the distance with a sneer on his lips.
At the end of that direction, nine ancient ferocious beasts stopped in the sky, pulling an ancient chariot across the void, revealing simplicity and grandness. The nine Huáng King, who had been praised by the Holy Emperor of Fighting Battle, was there!
Ye Fan spoke, his words sounded like a sword, and said: Not every ancestor king is as focused as you. Don’t you want to get rid of me?I'm standing here to see how you touch a hair of my hair!
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