20demayo Chapter 2703 In the dark, with a heart for the light, send the emperor to the emperor!
Chapter 2703 In the dark, with a heart for the light, send the emperor to the emperor!
Chapter 2703 In the dark, with a heart for the light, send the emperor to the emperor!
At this moment, although there is a dark aura lingering on Emperor Xuanyuan's body.
But his eyes were extremely clear, as cold as two sharp swords, piercing straight towards the source of disaster priest.
Although he is in darkness.
But the heart is bright!
Even the priest of the source of disaster was unexpected.
Emperor Xuanyuan, how could it be possible to resist the erosion of darkness?
On the other side, the same is true for the Immortal Emperor, although there is a strong dark aura on his body.
But the supreme face that was revealed also carried an awe-inspiring meaning.
Everyone stayed.
What's the situation?
Xuanyuan Qingxiao looked at her father, but her expression did not soften.
Because she noticed that there was still a dark aura that ate into the bone marrow in Emperor Xuanyuan's body.
It can even be said that Emperor Xuanyuan's body has been completely darkened, not much different from a black disaster creature.
but……
He has his own clear consciousness.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao sighed deeply.
"belief."
That's right!
It is belief.
The bodies of the current Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Xianling have been corroded by darkness, and they have fallen into a black calamity.
However, their hearts are bright.
With absolute belief, Shengsheng controls his own consciousness and maintains the last sliver of clarity.
Of course, this situation cannot be maintained forever, the soul will split, and finally collapse completely.
On the boundary sea side, many creatures are also aware of this.
Their faces are even more moving!
Although the Priest of Disaster Source, although he was wearing a mask, it seemed that he could see a cold expression on his face.
He was not out of fear or apprehension.
Instead, he didn't see the cannibalism he imagined.
Emperor Xuanyuan, with blood-stained long hair flying.
His eyes were squinting, and at this moment he felt as if he had returned to his prime.
"Master of Disaster, you underestimate it too much."
"The human heart is higher than the sky."
"Even if this emperor dies, he will make you pay the price!"
Emperor Xuanyuan's words fell, and endless radiance rose from his body.
He is burning his own blood!
The flames of the raging blood rose up, like a sacrifice, and like a sacrifice.
What is being sacrificed is the unyielding soul of Emperor Xuanyuan!
"Burn my emperor's blood, burn my remnant body, don't be afraid of life and death, Xuanyuan descends into the world!"
Emperor Xuanyuan burned out his blood and stained the origin of the emperor's way.
He is sacrificing the Xuanyuan Clan's death-forbidden art, Xuanyuan's Art of Coming to the World!
Sacrifice yourself and summon the power of the ancestors to descend!
boom!
In an instant, the entire expanse was filled with endless energy.
One after another, golden temples and temples emerged, like the ancient kingdom of heaven.
This is the blood vision of the Xuanyuan clan, the kingdom of gold.
However, at this moment, the golden kingdom is so strong that it is incomparable!
And in the center of the endless golden temple kingdom.
It was as if a hazy ancient figure emerged, sitting on the golden throne.
It seems to be the supreme god sitting in the kingdom of God!
It is the spirit of the ancestors of the Xuanyuan clan!
Emperor Huang, who was fighting with the Emperor of Three Lives, saw this, and there was a look of sadness in his eyes and a sigh.
The Emperor Zhantian, who had been severely injured before and had difficulty intervening in the battlefield, also had a look of sadness on his face.
On the other side, Xuanyuan Qingxiao had tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this scene, how could she not feel heartbroken?
But Xuanyuan Qingxiao did not stop her.
This is her father's will, the way her father wants to go.
Perhaps, this is the home of the hero.
Emperor Xuanyuan looked back at Xuanyuan Qingxiao.
There is a touch of kindness in the eyes.
When he raised his hand, the Emperor's Sword pierced through the air and fell towards Xuanyuan Qingxiao.
"Qing Xiao, this sword is passed on to you, I hope it will live up to the name of Emperor."
"And... I'm sorry."
Emperor Xuanyuan felt guilty.
It is a father who feels guilty about his daughter.
He was sorry that he didn't pull Xuanyuan Qingxiao out of the darkness himself.
He is sorry, in order to fight against the evil, he did not give Xuanyuan Qingxiao the fatherly love he should have.
He has too much guilt.
And all of this is just to protect the boundary sea.
Xuanyuan Qingxiao shook her head, tears fell down.
On the other side, Emperor Xianling also resorted to a peerless ultimate move, wanting to strike the final blow.
She knew that there was not much time left for her.
But before that, two rays of light escaped from between the eyebrows of the Immortal Emperor.
They fled to Jiang Shengyi together.
And the other one suddenly fled towards Yunxi!
"Owner!"
In Yunxi's hand, the pagoda spirit of the Immortal Prison Pagoda also screamed.
She knew that her master had a great background.
In order to seek the opportunity to become a fairy, he traveled the vast starry sky, but in the end, he chose to quell the black disaster for the sake of righteousness.
If she falls here, then the forces behind her, the inheritance, etc., will cause huge shocks and waves!
"Master's choice, are they..."
The Taling of the Immortal Prison Pagoda murmured.
She emerged with a faint and hazy figure, looking at Yunxi.
Will this young girl in Tsing Yi inherit her master's lineage?
And the woman in the snow suit...
He is also the person chosen by Emperor Xianling.
In the future, their future will be limitless, and their future path lies in the vast starry sky.
At this moment, Emperor Xuanyuan, Emperor Xianling.
The two raised their moves to the highest level, and they were burning, as if turning into the sun, turning into light.
Emperor Xuanyuan, burning the blood of the clan, used the Xuanyuan Advent to the World Jue to summon the spirits of the ancestors of the Xuanyuan clan to descend.
The Immortal Emperor, burning the origin of the emperor's way, the radiant light on his body cut through the universe, and sacrificed a blow from the flying fairy.
The two Xeons are fighting for their lives.
How powerful and terrifying that is!
The priests of the source of disaster all resorted to strong moves, and the power of annihilation was surging.
Suddenly, a big collision erupted, like an ancient star collapsing, and the void was sinking.
Hundreds of millions of miles of sky are shattering!
This seems to be a competition between immortals, when they collide, the time and air machine is misty.
There is even the power of birth and death evolving, as if to form broken small worlds one by one.
This kind of collision is frightening.
Countless people were so stabbed that they couldn't open their eyes.
But they still want to look in that direction.
Because, they saw, the two backs gradually dissipating in the brilliance.
And that back figure was once the backbone that guarded the boundary sea!
"Congratulations to the emperor!"
"Congratulations to the Emperor!"
The army of the world and the sea, and hundreds of millions of souls, made the sound of mountains and tsunamis, mourning and calling.
Even, in many other worlds and universes in Jiehai.
There are also many creatures, as if feeling something, looking at the sky in the distance.
There is a dazzling brilliance in the air, as if it is the dawn of dawn in the dark night.
They don't know what happened at the end of no man's land.
But they, subconsciously, put their hands on their chests, praying, praying.
In no man's land, the blazing brilliance blooms like fireworks.
The terrifying collision and fluctuation destroyed the sky of no man's land.
All eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion, a chaotic space.
Emperor Xuanyuan, Emperor Xianling, and the two most powerful men, can they kill the Priestess, the source of disaster, with their desperate blows?
Countless people held their breath.
And in this dead silence.
"cough……"
There was a voice.
The figure of the priest of the source of disaster emerged in the chaotic space.
On his body, the black robe was torn, and blood was flowing on his exposed arm.
Although he was wearing a mask on his face, he could still see blood dripping from the edge of the mask, silently corroding the void.
The priest of the source of disaster was traumatized, but that was all.
(End of this chapter)