Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1211 Suffering from the pain of losing a child

"They are the bloodline left behind when the last Golden Crow died more than a thousand years ago. They were nurtured and born by the Jade Emperor's magic. Therefore, they regard the Jade Emperor as their father, but they are not his true sons."

"What?" Lu Xueqi also had a certain understanding of the Three Realms, but she never imagined that the Ten Golden Crows were not the biological children of the Jade Emperor.

Saying that, Ming Xiaoyang suddenly stood up and strode towards the outside world.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Ming Xiaoyang was about to leave, Lu Xueqi felt uneasy for no reason and asked hurriedly.

Ming Xiaoyang moved his hands and feet, and his bones made a crisp sound, "After all, I am also the Demon-Conquering True Monarch consecrated by the Jade Emperor. This drama has reached this point and it's almost time to end. I'm going to take care of it." .”

Before he finished speaking, he completely disappeared from Lu Xueqi's eyes.

Lu Xueqi looked at the direction where Ming Xiaoyang left with confusion, with mixed feelings in her heart. In the deepest part of her eyes, there was an elusive tenderness.

He is like a complex and contradictory complex. You can never know what he plans to do next, let alone whether he is a good guy or a bad guy.

There are times when you do good things, and there are times when you do bad things.

Just as Ming Xiaoyang once said, if the righteous man in the world can seek revenge for his fellow disciples who died, then he can also destroy the entire world for the demons who have died tragically for thousands of years.

As for betraying one's origin?
  This is really a funny joke. Since the birth of the Seventh Generation Hate, no one has regarded him as a human being, right?

Endless pursuit, a concept that should not have existed from the beginning, the Seven Generations of Hateful People have at least a hundred reasons to destroy the world.

At the last moment, he let go of the human world and chose to open up the demon world, which was the end of his kindness and justice.

………………

Boom! Boom!
  In the hinterland of the world, there are continuous killings.

Yang Jian, who came for revenge, and the Nine Golden Crows, who fought to preserve their dignity, finally decided the winner!
  Two earth-shaking loud noises echoed throughout the world, causing the earth to shake.

The earth collapsed, and two mountains stretching for hundreds of miles appeared on the originally vast plain.

Wangwu Mountain and Taihang Mountain!
  Yang Erlang threw the two mountains out, and the injured Da Jinwu to Jiu Jinwu were crushed under the mountains.

But unlike Yao Ji who was also pinned down at the foot of the mountain, with the injuries of the Nine Golden Crows and the hatred of Yang Jian, they no longer had any chance of survival.

A strong smell of blood filled the void and lingered for a long time.

And after the Nine Golden Crows were suppressed in Taihang Mountain of Wangwu Mountain, Yang Jian, who had used the magical power of heaven, earth, elephant and earth, continued to shrink.

Finally, it returned to normal size, its snow-white clothes were messy, its body was covered with bloodstains, it was trembling slightly, and it could fall down at any time.

But in his eyes, the strong hatred still hadn't dissipated.

Hurry and kill!
  The lives of a family of three were all caused by the Jade Emperor. The oath he swore out of hatred made him unwilling to stop like this.

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother, ninth brother!" At this moment, a shrill cry rang in Yang Jian's ears.

The Little Golden Crow, who had been knocked out by the Big Golden Crow earlier, was worried about his nine brothers and returned here.

It's too late!

The fall of Wangwu Mountain and Taihang Mountain suppressed his nine brothers, and the blood connection between them was no longer cordial.

From now on, there is only this last sun left in the world.

The roar of the Little Golden Crow woke Yang Jian up, his eyes were blood red, and he looked directly at the golden-robed figure in the sky not far away.

"Kill them all!" Yang Jian opened his lips lightly and repeated again.

"Take your life!" Yang Jian, who was tired and injured, jumped out and rushed towards the little Golden Crow. With his hands spread out like a pair of eagle claws, he vowed to kill the last Golden Crow, and then kill the entire Jade Emperor's family. Only through light can one express the hatred in one's heart. Boom!
  Seeing the bloody Yang Jian coming towards him, Xiao Jinwu raised the last golden sun shield in his hand to block it.

Unexpectedly, five holes were punched out under Yang Jian's five fingers in the golden shield of the sun, which was made of heavenly iron.

Yang Jian's fingers were bleeding as he swung away Little Golden Crow's golden sun shield and threw it towards himself.

puff!

After receiving a heavy blow from his own weapon, Little Golden Crow vomited blood and turned pale. He quickly fled towards the heaven.

As the only remaining Golden Crow in the world, he is not afraid of death, and even wishes to live and die with his nine brothers.

But he is already the last Golden Crow in the world. Once he dies, the three realms will lose their light forever.

The big brother's palm and the brothers' expectations warned Little Golden Crow that he must survive.

"Don't even think about escaping!" Yang Jian saw that the little Golden Crow was trying to escape. He chased him and killed the last Golden Crow.

In an instant, each other's figures were like two meteors, no, faster than meteors and lightning, chasing each other within the three realms.

………………

heaven.

Lingxiao Palace!

The originally bright temple suddenly dimmed, and the smell of blood filled the world. The Jade Emperor on the throne felt an inexplicable panic.

"Your Majesty, something serious has happened." Marshal Tianpeng, who was bloated and fat, rushed into the Lingxiao Palace and knelt in front of the Jade Emperor.

"Nine of the ten Golden Crows were killed by Yang Jian. Only His Highness the Little Golden Crow is still running away, but Yang Jian is about to catch up."

"What?" Even though he is not his biological son, the person he has called him father for so many years can't have any emotion at all.

Hearing that only the Little Golden Crow was left among the ten Golden Crows, the Jade Emperor's body trembled, as if he had received a fatal blow in the chest.

"Nine of my ten sons have died, so why are you still alive?" In anger, Marshal Tianpeng in front of him became the Jade Emperor's punching bag, "Why don't you hurry up and protect the little Golden Crow and give all your troops to me? Bring it with you.”

"If there is anything wrong with Little Golden Crow, then you should end it yourself as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Marshal Tianpeng stood up in a fit of anger, and the general who was standing next to the Jade Emperor as a guard also hurriedly followed him out.

Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers were dispatched, led by the last two generals, to rescue Little Golden Crow.

"Your Majesty." In a blink of an eye, the bustling Lingxiao Palace was empty, leaving only the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother.

Seeing the Jade Emperor's livid face, the Queen Mother stretched out a hand and pressed it on the Jade Emperor's chest, "Now that the matter has come to this, I can only hope that the little Golden Crow can survive."

"Once something happens to Little Golden Crow, the world will completely lose its light."

"Yes." The Jade Emperor, who was known for his ruthlessness, nodded silently, with a slumped expression and tears in his eyes.

Of ten sons, only the last one is left!

Bang!
  He squeezed his white and tender palms tightly and punched the dragon case in front of him hard. At this moment, the Jade Emperor was extremely lonely, acting no different from a human father who had lost his son.

"The eldest, the second, the third, the fourth,..., the ninth," the Jade Emperor lowered his head and murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "Father, I'm sorry for you."

(End of this chapter)