Poof!
The blood splashed, but the heart of Dan FA Lunwang''s eyebrows was pierced on the spot, and then he was beaten by the emperor xuanhuang and flew out. His bloody body drew a bloody arc above the empty sky and fell into the thunder sea raging with thunder.
I don''t know how long it took him to get up and stagger. He nearly fell down several times. He was dishevelled and covered with blood and bones. The people who saw him were startled.
At the moment, all people are silent, quietly looking at him, the king of the world, now the back is so bleak and desolate.
He was defeated, completely defeated.
He lost the gamble and lost tragically.
I don''t know why, seeing the present Fa Lun king, all the people in the battlefield, whether they are the ancient Santong or Chengkun, they all feel a kind of heavy sadness.
His black hair should be as black as a waterfall, rather than the current silver thread. His face should be angular, rather than the current wrinkles. His body should be straight and straight, rather than now bleak and lonely. His eyes should be as vast as the stars, not as turbid as the present. His.
He is still the king, the king of Dharma and wheel.
Just, the hero is late, the vicissitudes of time, he is old.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Nine Emperors reunite, a neat row, has been slowly toward him, they are the emperor, the emperor of the world, once he had the world in mind, but now there is no half compassion, the law of the Tao, can not allow outsiders to appear in the sea of thunder, once appeared, no matter who, all will be killed.
"Fa... Pharaoh, get out of thunder sea." After silence, Cheng Kun and Yin Zhou were roaring wildly.
The battle has not been decided yet. They need FA Lunwang and the army of Yin Ming. If FA Lunwang insists on fighting against the ninth emperor, they will lose the war without any suspense. They don''t want to die.
However, for the call of Cheng Kun and Yin Zhou, the king of Falun had not heard of it.
The thunder was raging, but it couldn''t stop his moist eyes.
Crying, the supreme Dharma. The king of Lunwang cried. His old eyes were hazy with blood and tears.
"I''ll marry you when I''ve won the whole world."
"I don''t want the world, just plain and light."
At the end of his life and death, such a voice sounded in the ears of the king FA. In his hazy sight, he was an ordinary woman standing under the peach blossom tree, standing on tiptoe, waiting for his return. At that time, he was not the king of the world, but had the mind of the world. At that time, she did not have a peerless face, but had water like tenderness.
"Fu''er, my lost, your candle... Lost." The king of Dharma was smiling and laughing in the vicissitudes of life. His voice was hoarse and full of fatigue. On his old face, there was blood and tears streaming across his face.
Such words make people feel heavy.
Even though he is a mortal enemy who never dies, the people of the four allied forces in the battlefield still sigh secretly. After years of vicissitudes, the king of the world, in the dying of life and death, still think of the beauty of the world.
Or it can be said that his unwillingness should be a promise to take the world to marry her and let her be the most noble imperial concubine.
But, vicissitudes of life, that year''s promise, turned into a riddled memory, years of waiting, has become the regret of the world''s life, that world of beauty, where to find, they have missed thousands of reincarnations, between the fingers, has been tens of thousands of years.
Ah!
In the midst of all kinds of sadness, the roar is shaking the sky and the earth.
In the sea of thunder, King FA Lunwang staggered forward again to the Nine Emperors of the great Chu Kingdom. Even if he was to die, he would die on the way to charge.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
The sword of tai''a clanged, the stele of the God of the burning emperor burst out of the world''s power, the sky umbrella of the moon emperor subdued the demons was in rotation, the bell of the Eastern Emperor was very long, the copper furnace of the celestial burial was shining brilliantly, and the sword of Yuanhong was cut out of the world.
Thunder sea thunder raging, but is still covered by the Nine Emperor''s attack.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
The roar of the sky, mixed with the sound of thunder, shook the world for it.
Oh!
At the moment, too many people sigh that the king of Dharma and Lunwang, who is the most powerful one, has fallen down after all.
I do not know when, the roar annihilated, the sea of thunder also narrowed more than double, the figure of the Nine Emperors slowly dissipated.
With that, the unyielding figure, the world-renowned king of Dharma and Lunwang, was completely transformed into the past. The thunderous sky, the buried body, and his devastated unwillingness and affection were also buried.
Bang!
Soon, the death of Yin Ming on the battlefield exploded Guanglong and turned into fly ash.
After him, the whole battlefield seemed to set off a chain reaction. Yuji, the ancestor of Hengyue, and Yunqiu, the ancestor of Qingyun, exploded one after another. Later, the death of the three clans turned their ancestors into flying ash. All the dead generals of the whole battlefield were turned into smoke and dust in the wind of blood.
As a result, the last hope of Cheng Kun and others was also annihilated. Those who were still fighting in Zhengyang sect collapsed on the ground one by one. The king of Falun was killed and the army of Yin Ming was destroyed. They were unable to return to heaven.Kill!
Immediately, the four allied forces, like four seas, surrounded and killed from all directions, and the zhengyangzong army was submerged in large areas.
Since then, there has been no suspense in the war, and Zhengyang clan has been defeated. Now, the king of Falun is dead and the army of Yin Ming is destroyed. Their strength is less than one tenth of that of the four allied forces.
If there is no suspense in the war, the outcome will naturally be free of suspense.
As Cheng Kun and others were successively imprisoned, the war really came to an end.
Overlooking the empty sky, the land of a hundred miles is dyed red with blood. The blood flows into a stream, and the bones pile up into mountains. There are bloody lakes everywhere, and blood clouds cover the heaven and earth.
However, it is not over.
At the moment, all people''s eyes are focused on the virtual sky, because ye Chen in the thunder sea is still fighting against the Nine Emperors of the great Chu.
At this time, he was no longer in human form. Rao was the terror resilience of the ancient holy body, and could not stand the constant appearance of his wounds. The light of the whole body had already become dim and had the posture of annihilation all the time.
Why can FA Lunwang persist in the present when he is dead.
For this point, it is because FA Lunwang is better than ye Chen, so the Nine Emperors of big Chu that he faces are naturally much stronger than ye Chen''s.
However, one thing can be proved from one point, that is, compared with Ye Chen, the king of Fa Lun, the king of Fa Lun is not as good as ye Chen, and ye Chen can persist until now, which is the best proof.
But Rao is so, ye Chen is still beaten unable to turn over.
However, he is much more quiet than expected, or silent, some frightening, people can not guess what he is thinking.
"Sad at heart?" In the sea of gods, the ancient dragon of Taixu has a leisurely sound.
"Yes." Ye Chen opened his mouth, and his voice was sonorous and powerful. In his firm eyes, there was still a divine awn flashing.
"Who would have thought that the ancient holy body, which was beaten and half dead, is mourning for the death of its great enemy until now." Too Xu Gu Long laughs inexplicably.
"A great enemy is a great enemy, but I do respect him."
"He is the king of the world. He deserves this honor, but are you really sad for him? No, no, it''s not him that makes you sad. It''s the long road to heaven. The people on this road are ridiculous. Even the supreme king and even the great emperor have his stories. But that story is not for people to listen to, but to let you know that when you live like a dog, you can flow down like a man Sad tears. "
"Is that what you, once the supreme, have given to the younger generation?" Ye Chen''s voice became flat and light.
"You can think so." Taixu Gulong languidly lies in the sea of God ye Chen, "when you really reach the top of the world and have a long life, you will find that the so-called invincible is the so-called whole world is silent. When the supreme one is carrying the highest glory, he also carries the loneliness brought by the vicissitudes of time. He should watch his relatives, lovers and friends grow old in front of him one by one However, when you come to the end of life, poor him, even a familiar face to see him off, is not ridiculous
Ye Chen is silent, but his mood is more and more desolate. Isn''t he himself in the words of Taixu Gulong?
Once the world''s supreme, personally experienced all he said, let him as a younger generation, feel unprecedented fear and hesitation, even the emperor is sad, is this road to death is not the end?