Big brother lost again

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In most places, the eight giants are enough to sweep everything and suppress all turmoil!

"Boom!"

But at this time, the terrifying beast horde was getting closer and closer, and those huge figures towering above the sky smashed into the mountains and broke through the lake, as if they were going to overturn the world.

"A mere beast dares to be presumptuous!"

The three ancient ancestors of the Ancient Phoenix Heavenly Clan soared into the sky. Immediately, the brilliant phoenix light enveloped the sky and the earth, and the vast divine power stirred up the sky and the universe.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!!"

The light enveloped everything, the space was shattering, all the Taos at the top of the sky were screaming, the world seemed to be destroyed and reborn, experiencing the cycle of birth and death in an instant!

This scene is absolutely shocking.

In the distance, countless people watched from afar, their faces full of horror.

"Is this the strength of the Ancient Phoenix Heavenly Clan?"

"It's too scary, God blocks and kills God!"

Even people from giant forces like the Reincarnation Sect, the Dragon Clan, and the Changsheng Pei Clan all showed longing looks, and their hearts were surging.

There are also giant ancient ancestors in their clan, but they will never dispatch so many for a mere trip to the emperor's land. After all, they are ancient ancestors, not slaves.

The ancient ancestors were aloof and pampered.

Nothing big will not happen.

So, at this time, seeing that the people of the Gufeng Heavenly Clan had so many ancient ancestors backing them, everyone was sour, envious, and even jealous!

"Is it because of that Wuya Sage Monarch? The ancient ancestors of the Ancient Phoenix Heavenly Clan seem to be mobilizing because of him."

"Yes, the ancient ancestors of Changsheng Mu's family appeared before and made an appointment to fight Wuya Shengjun, but it was the eight ancient ancestors of the Gufengtian clan who fought first, and Wuya Shengjun was the last to make a move... The meaning of this is somewhat intriguing. ..."

"They are so strong, should we follow them, it will be safer."

"You want to die! The strong hate being followed by others. If they are not happy, they can not only kill you, but even uproot the forces behind you!"

"Hiss! Is it so scary...I'm only 200 million years old, still too young..."

……

Time passed and two months passed.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of many ancient ancestors of the Gufeng Heavenly Clan, the savage beasts in the beast soil suffered heavy losses, which was simply horrible.

This also greatly reduced the danger of the beast soil, and most people passed through the beast soil smoothly and entered the vast battlefield of gods and demons.

This is the place where the strong of the past dynasties compete.

I don't know how many heaven's favored sons died here with hatred and spilled blood on the earth, and I don't know how many ancestors got enough opportunities here to pave the way to become emperor!

Here, there are many bones and blood flowing like rivers.

Those who fell here include gods and demons, human beings and demons. Almost all the tribes in the world have fallen here.

Not only the strong under the Great Emperor, but also the existence above the Great Emperor. After all, many guardians of the great powers also fought battles here, and ended up bleeding on the spot.

Here, there are still dangers.

This kind of crisis doesn't just come from competitors, it may also come from a strange weapon, a dusty ruin, a corpse unwilling to die, a revived remnant soul...

Of course, for Feng Qingxuan and the four arrogances of the Gufeng Celestial Clan, this kind of crisis does not exist at all.

The guardians of the eight ancient ancestors are simply gods who block and kill gods!

Therefore, in a short period of time, they gained a lot of opportunities, their strength improved by leaps and bounds, and their foundations in all aspects quickly moved towards the realm of the great emperor.

And this day.

A man in blue women's clothing came to a sparkling blue river, he hesitated, and stepped on the decayed single-plank bridge.

Chapter 239 Yan Qingqing's past and present lives, that sheep!

"Is this the reincarnation river that the national teacher said?"

Yan Qingqing stood on the decaying single-plank bridge, raised her blue skirt, squatted slowly on the bridge, and stared at the river below.

At this time, he looked no different from a woman, with black hair like a waterfall, and icy muscles and bones. From a distance, he looked like a quiet girl, gentle and graceful.

In fact, when the face value is high enough, you can be a man or a woman.

At this moment, he nervously stared at the clear river.

It is said that a predestined person stands on this single-plank bridge, and can see his past and present lives... Although she doesn't know how to be a predestined person, he is willing to try.

However, after he looked at it for a long time, there was nothing in the river except the shimmering waves and the pebbles reflecting the sunlight.

"Young man, what are you looking at?"

At this time, a bamboo raft floated over, on which stood a black and thin old man wearing a bamboo hat, like a fisherman.

However, Yan Qingqing didn't dare to treat this person as a fisherman, after all, there can't be mortals in the Emperor's Land here!

Therefore, this seemingly ordinary old man in front of him is definitely a senior expert.

"Junior Yan Qingqing, pay my respects to senior."

Yan Qingqing got up and bowed to the old man.

"Hahaha, there is no senior who is not senior. I am an old fishing man who has not caught fish for countless years." The old man took off his bamboo hat, revealed a face full of vicissitudes, and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

"Excuse me, senior, can you really see past lives in this river?" Yan Qingqing asked seriously.

"can."

The old man nodded resolutely, but then smiled and waved his hands: "But that was a long time ago, and now the divinity of this river has long been lost, and it no longer has the magical power it once had."

"How could it be..." Yan Qingqing's face turned pale, she staggered, and almost fell off the single-plank bridge.

"Hey, young man, this life is right in front of you, why bother to look for the past life? It's usually just looking for troubles." The old man sighed and shook his head, his eyes seemed to be used to seeing joys and sorrows.

"I'm not curious about the past life, but... someone is waiting for me in the past life. I want to see who he is."

Yan Qingqing's voice was a little low, for some reason, there was an indescribable sadness in her heart, as if she had come across the cycle of eternity.

"Tick!"

A drop of crystal teardrops fell, ripples appeared on the calm water surface, and then... blurred images emerged.

It was a story of a boy and a girl.

The boy was born in a tenant farmer's family, his parents were poor, and he had been herding sheep since he was seven years old. On that day, he lost a sheep, and was beaten to pieces by the landlord, dying, and then swept out on a snowy night in winter.

He was hungry and cold, and faced with despair.

At this time, a door was opened beside the snow-covered street, and the dim candlelight passed through the door, falling on the snow, and falling on the desperate boy...

From then on, the young lady of the family—the little girl who was about the same age as the boy—had a little follower.

They played and played together. This lively, cute and kind little girl made the little boy's desperate life shine.

Gradually, they began to grow up and began to have other feelings, and the boy never gave up looking for the lost sheep...

Later, the boy became stronger.

The emerald bamboos he planted turned into gods, the carps he raised turned into golden dragons, and the little girl became an empress galloping for nine days!

They have been through too much together.

From the age of innocence, they cuddled together and became the most beautiful memories of each other's childhood. As they grew up, they supported each other to move forward, and experienced too many hardships together, even life and death partings again and again...

Although the world is big, they only have each other in their hearts, no matter how far apart or how long it takes, if you are here, I will be here.

But in the end, tragedy happened.

In an unprecedented battle, the world collapsed, gods and demons spilled blood, countless strong men fell, and he lost her forever...

On that day, the setting sun was like blood.

He sat on the corpse mountain of countless gods and demons, hugged her corpse, wept bitterly, his voice trembling, the humbleness of the fairy king was like mud.

"I will find you... Life after life, no matter where you are, no matter what you become, I will find you..."

Finally, he stood up.

Standing on top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, he pulled out the blood spear that was stuck beside him, and ruthlessly inserted it into his body, and the blood glowed red for that period of time.

"I, the Night King, swear a blood oath here, so that my true spirit will be trapped here forever, never to be reborn, in exchange for every life... I can find her!!"

That voice was so crazy, hysterical, even full of endless tyranny, which made people feel fear.

While Yan Qingqing watched this scene, the tears in her eyes could no longer hold back, they flowed down and dripped into the water, making the picture clearer.

"Snapped!"

At this time, a penny hit the water hard, splashing a large amount of water, as if it wanted to shatter the pictures in the book.

Yan Qingqing raised her head with tears in her eyes.

I saw the grim expression on the black and thin old man's face, he gritted his teeth, his expression changed rapidly, and finally sighed: "Hey...you got into trouble..."

He was very helpless.

Because those pictures were only visible to him at first, but when everyone could see them, it was too late for him to stop them.

Maybe this is God's will.

"What... what's wrong?"

Yan Qingqing wiped her tears, and stood up awkwardly pinching the corner of her skirt. For some reason, she also felt uneasy.

"You exposed his real body."

The black and thin old man sighed, and his figure changed rapidly, turning into a middle-aged man with double pupils. This middle-aged man had just appeared in the picture.

I don't know what identity it is.

"What? Mami?"

Yan Qingqing's body trembled slightly, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

At this time, the ripples on the water surface returned to calm, and the scene appeared again. Although it was rapidly fading, the scene inside could still be seen.

"Jiejiejie, Night King, it turns out that you are hiding in this time and space, and I finally found you..."

"Thanks to this one in your arms!"

"Your taste must be delicious..."

Several figures shrouded in black mist appeared out of thin air, as if they had come across time and space, stretched out their eerie black claws, and rushed towards the man.

The screen completely faded away.

"me……"

Yan Qingqing's face was pale, her lips were trembling.

"Hey, that's a curse, and it's also a trump card to save his life. Originally, he could live forever... Now, the foundation has been destroyed, and he can only live for the last time."

The middle-aged man with double pupils sighed.

"Fate, fate..."

After speaking, his body began to burn, turning into a bloody spear, and then began to disintegrate, turning into golden light spots that dissipated in the sky and the earth.

Yan Qingqing bit her lip, with endless pain and guilt in her heart, she squatted slowly on the bridge, buried her head between her knees, her shoulders trembling.

There were circles of ripples of different sizes on the water surface under the bridge.

For a long time, a hand rested on his shoulder.

He raised his head slowly, and saw a blurry figure, it was a blond boy wearing animal skin, winking and looking at him with a wicked smile.

"Master, what do you want to do now?"

He looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He stood up slowly and said firmly, "Emperor Cheng!"

"okay!!"

The blond-haired boy chuckled, then turned around, and walked ahead without hesitation, still muttering words.