Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1039
"Three thousand years ago, your arrogance as a Dragon Clan cut off your daughter's love and imprisoned your daughter for 3000 years..."

Xie Tian, ​​who recovered his face, didn't even look at Duanmu Xiaoer, and walked up to Ao Qing step by step, and remembered the scene where the old dragon was hit by a generous gift from the mountain.

"After 3000 years, your selfishness as a dragon clan destroyed the holy land of the Beast Hall, cut off Aoxu's life, and trapped me in the Great Formation."

So, it's time to smash!

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Crying bitterly, Ao Qing turned into a human body, knelt down towards Xietian with a plop, "I only hope Xietian can save my daughter."

This, is this evil day?

The beast-controlling sect members who were struggling in the different way to seize the house were completely stunned, and even forgot the pain of tearing their souls apart!
"He, isn't he breaking the sky?"

"It's no wonder she's so terrifyingly strong, she kills non-stop as soon as she joins the sect..."

"Yes, but now he is trapped by the trapped dragon formation..."

……

"Hahahaha!"

Duanmu Xiaoer's wild laughter exploded in the trapped dragon formation: "Xietian, you came here to save Aoxu, and if you break this formation, Aoxu will die. You who are caught in a dilemma, how will you choose!"

The reason why he laughed wildly was because of his confidence in the trapped dragon formation.

"I'd like to see if it is as strong as the evil blade, can it break the formation without hurting Aoxu!"

Thinking of this, Duanmu Xiaoer's eyeballs turned, and turned out boundless and sinister: "Everyone listen to the order! Kill Ao Qing, take the dragon's blood essence and melt it into the Tao body, and the backlash of the alien seizing the house will be solved!"

As soon as these words came out, the murderous aura rose to the sky in the trapped dragon formation!

Seeing this, Xie Tian left a word and walked towards the east of the trapped dragon formation.

"Whether human beings or beasts, all will be killed."

"Here!"

The six great elders suddenly took orders, and Lu Xian unleashed his aura, and began to ruthlessly slaughter hundreds of thousands of beast bodies and human souls.

"You dare!"

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't believe it, his eyes were tearing apart!
Because all the surviving disciples in the trapped dragon formation, after being suppressed by the dragon blood essence, will definitely complete the alienation and become his capital in Kyushu!
But now, his capital is dying one by one in the hands of his own Supreme Elder...

Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't believe what he saw!
"Tuobaxue, you can't die if you want to! Stop it now!"

When the six Lu Xian heard the words, they sneered and said, "Duanmu Xiaoer, we are already the soul slaves of Master Xietian!"

"If you are sensible, then kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe Mr. Xietian can keep your whole body!"

……

"It's a good move to draw the fire from the bottom of the pot!" Duanmu Xiaoer was furious, "Xie Tian, ​​I must have poisoned my son by you..."

Finally reaching the position, Xie Tian suddenly turned around and said calmly: "Isn't this the scene you've been waiting for?"

"Hmph!" Duanmu Xiaoer looked back at his son dumbly, and said with a sneer, "It's as if you can break through the trapped dragon formation without hurting Ao Xu."

"No." Xie Tian replied casually.

"Ha!" Duanmu Xiaoer laughed loudly, "Don't say that you have recovered your cultivation, even the evil blade will not work!"

Xie Tian nodded: "He really can't."

Then Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Xie Tian, ​​who couldn't break through the trapped dragon formation, was still so confident.

"Strange, could it be that Xietian still has..." When he saw Luo Xiuxiu's face, Duanmu Xiaoer screamed, "This, this, this, this is Lord Luocha, the lord!"

"Yes, but her immortal power is banned, just like a mortal girl, I will not let her recover."

The more Xie Tian denied his hole cards, the more uneasy Duanmu Xiaoer felt, but the killing speed of the six Lu Xians slowed down.

They mean it.

"Could it be that Xietian really can't break through the trapped dragon formation?"

"It's possible, otherwise he wouldn't just say for no reason that it was Ao Qing who trapped him..."

"Then what should I do?"

"Kill slowly..."

……

And the abnormal state of the six Luxians gave Duanmu Xiaoer an inexplicable confidence.

"Six people are like this, could it be that Xie is innocent and can't..."

While Duanmu Xiaoer was struggling, Xie Tian took out a desk from the storage bag.

This case table, in the forbidden love tens of thousands of years ago, was used to carry two red candles with the word "happy".

In Tizong's Great Climb to Heaven Secret Realm, the function is to hold three jade talismans inherited from breaking the mountain.

But now, its only function is to enter the ancient times.

"The third time entering the ancient times..."

Xie Tian took a deep breath, smashed the case, and entered the ancient fantasy world.

At the same time that the ancient illusion appeared, Duanmu Xiaoer's heart hanging in his throat fell back into his stomach, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, pretending to be gods and playing tricks, it's just an ancient fantasy..." Duanmu Xiaoer sneered, "Forget it, this old man will give you a pair of hard-fated couples once, let's go!"

buzzing...

It roared like thunder, as if the gate of heaven had opened wide, and a deep ditch of unknown geometry was opened in the land of the Dragon Ice Field, which was trapped for millions of miles.

The deep ditch was black and bottomless, the sound of the chains shook the sky, and a faint sad breath escaped.

What comes out with sadness is the feeling of longing that makes people breathless.

And when this longing, seeing the majestic figure sitting on the top of the broken mountain in the ancient illusion, it turned into an affectionate murmur.

"Broken Mountain..."

The broken mountain is crying.

Whenever he finished his penance, he would sit down on the top of Poshan Mountain, facing Yunzhou in the northwest, and weep silently.

Tears are not pain, not powerlessness, not sadness, but longing.

"My mother, my husband misses you so much..."

"But my husband can't save you..."

"But my husband must rescue you!"

……

In this case, it will be repeated for ten thousand years.

On the sleepy dragon ice field, there was a misty cry of the dragon's chant.

Xie Tian knew that this was the cry of the little white dragon, but this cry was sweet.

Because the love between man and dragon has already surpassed life and death, surpassed all shackles, and exists forever.

Whether it is the tears of breaking the mountain or Ao Xu's crying, they are all pure sweetness.

And the grief accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years was left to everyone on the Dragon Ice Field.

Almost everyone knows about this forbidden love.

But including Duanmu Xiaoer, no one can imagine that this love, which can be called endless pain for both Po Shan and Ao Xu, will be without resentment, enmity, and ruthlessness...

And it was this pure lovesickness, pure sweetness that made almost everyone subconsciously angry.

"What did they do wrong?"

"They are right, what is wrong is this world..."

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, so there is no love in the world, huh..."

……

Duanmu Xiaoer was also angry, even so angry that his pupils turned red.

"Hmph, what sweetness, it's just self-paralysis under powerlessness, if you really have the ability, why bother to say goodbye! Why bother to leave!"

Xie Tian agreed with Duanmu Xiaoer's opinion very much, even this scene made his icy heart tremble slightly, making his eyes moist with blood.

But one thing is undeniable, the inability to break the game is the origin of the sweet tears of breaking the mountain.

Because for Po Shan, what is powerless is not only the inability to save his beloved wife, but also the dead end of body training that lies in front of him...

"But is that really the case..."

Xie Tian doesn't believe it.

He didn't believe that the third time entering the ancient world would end in this heartbreaking misery.

He even didn't believe that Poshan would let others save his wife.

When Po Shan was covered with white hair, Xie Tian seemed to have discovered something, his blood eyes froze, and his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

Xie Ren reacted almost at the same time as Xie Tian.

Body refiners are very strong, and the world who has had enough of being strong will cut off this path of cultivation.

But some roads are endless.

Therefore, with a ruthless wave of the ruthless world, the longevity of the world's body refiners was cut off.

Tens of thousands of years of hard work and tens of thousands of years of tears made the number one body refiner in Kyushu 10 years ago gradually turn white.

The white head is scary.

It means getting old, it means going to death.

But Baishou's broken mountain is even more terrifying.

Because on a certain day tens of thousands of years ago, he did not cultivate, did not shed tears, but just gazed affectionately at the location of Yunzhou in the northwest on the top of the broken mountain.

Seemingly the same scene, but a little different.

This time, Poshan, whose life energy was exhausted, was standing.

And stand straight, with a spine, as if trying to break through the sky.

Suddenly, Xie Tian's chest and abdomen twitched violently, making his cold murderous heart surge, and his indifferent blood eyes burst into tears.

"Broken Mountain..."

All of a sudden, the wailing and howling in the Dragon Ice Field shook the sky, the chains danced wildly, and the dragon chant sounded, turning the sweetness that lingered in the Dragon Ice Field into a mournful shriek.

Po Shan, who was dying of old age, laughed for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

"Dry!"

This crisp and sharp word is the last words of the Pashan Patriarch who carried the mountains from the endless North Sea and established the Tizong.

At the same time as the last words were revealed to the world, he broke through the mountains and swung the last punch of his life towards Yunzhou in the northwest.

With this punch, the void is shattered...

But Po Shan's fleshy body was not sanctified, but instead stepped into the process of being disbanded.

Because of this, the fist that created the world-famous spectacle of Shattered Void hundreds of thousands of years ago traveled through time and space, through illusions, and came to reality...

(End of this chapter)