Villain: Whitewashing life, the queens turned against the water

Chapter 253: The Sorrow of Blood!!

Qunxiu had boundless sorrow in his heart.

Looking at the death of the Tiangong priest, looking at the old man standing there, his face moved and his body trembling.

My heart is sad and I can’t help myself.

“I wait for juniors, I owe the Heavenly Palace, I owe you the Heavenly Palace Heavenly Emperor, too much!”

A deep sigh resounded throughout the Heavenly Palace.

Everyone couldn’t bear to look at this picture again.

The efforts of these people, the silent protection of these people, they never knew.

These people deserve admiration, but even if they die forever, they have never been remembered by the world.

But now Qunxiu reacted, but it was too late.

And the man who also gave a lot for all sentient beings is now suppressed by them under the bronze ancient mirror.

He will never come back.

Qunxiu felt boundless pain in his heart, and the guilt was unbearable.

In a bronze ancient mirror.

This death campaign continues.

In the past, such a scene could only be seen when Beixuan had some of the greatest treasures born.

But now, the Tiangong group cultivators straddled the void, just to die!

“Xiji Xianweng, meet the Heavenly Emperor.”

“I’ve seen Donghua Emperor!”

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and in the depths of that ancient Heavenly Palace, a terrifying aura emerged.

Void space, there are ripples blooming.

The white-bearded old man walked out with a smile on his face.

This moment.

Gu Changqing in the bronze ancient mirror. Group cultivation outside the bronze ancient mirror.

Certainly not to be stunned.

Those eyes stared at the old man who came out of the void, full of horror.

“What’s going on, isn’t Xiji Immortal Weng dead?”

“Yes, even the corpse was refined into a puppet by the Mother of the Demon Emperor that day.”

Group cultivation is incomprehensible and unbelievable.

After all, the death of the West Polar Immortal Weng was what they saw with their own eyes.

Being refined into a puppet, even more so.

The dry bones that should have been sleeping underground have now reappeared in the world, and the impact on group cultivation is undoubtedly huge.

This death has far exceeded everyone’s understanding.

The first Donghua Emperor.

Mu Nan’s family heritage.

And now, there are still the dead…

“Perhaps, this has always been their mission.”

“They never died, but at the end of their lives, sealed themselves and waited for this moment to come.”

At this moment, the group cultivators could not help themselves.

Endless horror rose in my heart.

Temple!

What kind of force is this!

These people, what kind of force is supporting them, carrying a mission, even at the last moment of death, they dare not let go!

In a bronze ancient mirror.

Xiji Xian Weng smiled all over his face.

For people who have died once, death is not so terrible.

He looked at the Heavenly Emperor, bowed deeply, and looked at Gu Changqing and bowed deeply.

Worshipping the Heavenly Emperor is respectful.

To Gu Changqing, it was to thank him.

“After that, Beixuan will be handed over to you.”

Xiji Xianweng said with a chuckle.

Then, he swept up the altar one step at a time, and in the long laughter, little by little, he turned into powder.

“Hahaha… Arctic Emperor, meet the Great. I’ve seen it, Donghua Emperor-Jun. Another clear voice sounded outside the sky. ”

Tearing through nothingness came and entered Gu Changqing’s ears, causing the strange-colored void in his eyes to be torn apart again.

A white robe, a handsome man walked out.

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

Even the appearance of the West Polar Immortal Weng gave everyone a big impact.

In the hearts of everyone, it has been expected.

But at this moment, the appearance of this person still made Qunxiu feel terrified in his heart.

“The Arctic Emperor back then, but he was slapped into powder by a great emperor-level existence.”

“Unexpectedly, even he did not die, even he… appeared.”

“General Tiangong, Hu Yuan, meet the Heavenly Emperor!”

In the bronze ancient mirror, another voice sounded.

The void was torn apart, and a golden armor was pierced, and the general of Shenwei Lingling came across the long river of time and space.

He bowed down to the Heavenly Emperor.

However, he did not salute Gu Changqing.

This arrogant general, even if he has no hostility towards Gu Changqing in his eyes, he only worships one person in his life.

That is the Heavenly Emperor!

The group cultivators outside the bronze ancient mirror were numb at this moment.

Hoshihara!

At the beginning, he took the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals and died in the rift of time and space.

Unexpectedly, even this one appeared.

Even this one has never let go of the mission he is carrying!

“What kind of people are this group of people!”

Qunxiu sighed silently…

Their persistence, their stubbornness, and their courage when they went to death made Qunxiu extremely dazed.

They’re going to die!

But on what grounds, even the dying man, is unwilling to let go of this so-called mission? In a bronze ancient mirror.

To die, it’s finally over.

With the sacrifice of the gods, above the nine heavens, the power of that millstone has become extremely powerful.

The vast coercion enveloped all directions, making people dare not disobey the will mixed in with it, and the divine light around the Xuanyuan Sword was even more victorious.

This killing immortal weapon, the killing intention is even stronger, as if it will break out of the altar at any time, and come to a bloodbath for all sentient beings to open the sword.

Refers to the moment.

At the end of this Heavenly Palace, there were only two people left, the Old Heavenly Emperor and Gu Changqing.

The rain of blood was still falling, and the sea of clouds was dyed red.

The flowers fell, shocking.

It is in this world full of sadness and a tragic atmosphere.

The Heavenly Emperor slowly turned around, and all the complexities in his eyes were calm.

He smiled brightly, raising his voice into a long laugh.

“Changqing, now, it’s up to me.”

He said goodbye to Gu Changqing.

There was boundless movement in Gu Changqing’s eyes, and there was even more boundless bewilderment.

“Why? Why is this happening…”

His voice was extremely bitter.

Like people outside the bronze mirror, they don’t understand why they have to sacrifice themselves.

Sacrifice your brothers for eternity, be loyal to your own eonal men, even your people, and yourself!

Are the so-called sentient beings really so important in the face of such a tragic price?

The Emperor of God looked at him with a smile.

In a tone of teacher and friend.

“In this world, there are always things that need someone to do.”

“My Heavenly Palace is looked up to by the world, has monstrous authority, and with a single movement, it can sweep Beixuan!”

“If I don’t do such a thing, who will do it?”

“If your Heavenly Emperors don’t die, then who dares to die?”

“As a Beixuan creature, I should take it as my own responsibility to protect Beixuan, I wait for the home of Beixuan creatures, how can I allow other races outside the region to trample on!”

“Now I am incompetent, it is difficult to quell the external turmoil!”

“Only death, but Mingzhi, only with one’s own blood and bones, can I live in the vast north and pave the way for blood!”

“Protect me Beixuan, eternal prosperity!”