Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1293 The Pearl Is Lost! (1)
Lou Junyan's phantom flickered, and his true expression could not be seen. When Sheng Qin came fighting hard, he swung his backhand lightly, and the invisible force he brought out seemed to be able to shake the sun, moon, rivers and mountains.

"Ah."

That muffled groan was the despair that had been buried for thousands of years.

"It's impossible." The giant shadow of Shengqin stopped without warning, his trembling body made the whole earth tremble, and his voice of inquiry was vaguely unwilling, "Why?"

"Why?" Lou Junyan scoffed, and the echo hovered under the sky.

"This, this, this, this!" Yun Chen's eyes were like copper bells, and he was dumbfounded, only to see that the huge phantom body of the holy piano was blasted into a hollow.That's the real high-grade God's Realm, that's the reborn demon king from the ancient times, that's it?

One move, kill?

Wave your hand and kill!

"How can I be reconciled." Sheng Qin suddenly screamed, his eyes fixed on Lou Junyan who was always calm, and behind him, Ling Wushuang who was always by his side. He cried out sadly, "The master is not willing!"

The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers under his feet, the supreme power that dominates the world, and the stunning woman who has been hand in hand for thousands of years, should all belong to him, they should all belong to him, Lou Junyan snatched them all!
However, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't undo the ending of his fascination gradually dissipating.

"The spirit of primordial spirit, the power of judgment, the frozen emperor, the throne is one!" Yun Muchen and Daohe appeared beside the dumbfounded Yunchen, standing in front of tens of thousands of generals on the summit of the sun, he heard his deep voice happily, "This is the secret of the mysterious master in the Frozen Throne. The God Realm and the Heavenly Realm are not the ultimate level of cultivation. There is another realm at the end, the Frozen Emperor, the emperor rank!"

"Emperor, Emperor Step?" Yun Chen jumped up suddenly, and then turned around suddenly to look at the man and woman standing hand in hand between the heaven and the earth in front of the Frozen Throne.

"boom!"

There was a bang, the sound did not have that earth-shattering momentum, but it was the last sound left in the world by the demon king who had been rampant for thousands of years, and finally dust to dust, dust to dust, dissipated between heaven and earth.

"it is good!"

"Long live!"

"drink--"

The people shouted joyously, and the tide came.

The land of Zhongzhou is full of vitality, the forest of fallen stars is rolling with green waves, the boundless sea of ​​blood, the world of stars, the eastern wasteland, the western mountains, the northern sea, and the southern region. Although people have not seen it with their own eyes at this time, the breath of new life, The happy atmosphere flowed in the Three Realms, infecting everyone.

"ended."

Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan's eyes met, and they looked at each other with a smile. The arcs drawn from the corners of their mouths were in perfect harmony. The two leaned side by side, overlooking the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

The phantom of the Frozen Throne flickers on and off, disappearing with the wind, drifting away to nowhere.

"Mother, my lord father!"

Zixie's cheerful voice resounded high above the Hammer of the Gods Fortress. He turned into a human form and ran towards Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan. His long purple hair curled across the sky, dazzling like a sunburst.

"If you don't break, don't stand, break and then stand." Daohe looked at the backs of Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang, thinking of the thrilling situation in the tomb in the sky, he couldn't help being afraid for a while.

"Yeah, how could this kid fail." Yun Muchen was deeply moved. When the Miracle of Nine Dragons appeared, he knew that Lou Junyan was different. The person chosen by the Frozen Throne, so that's the case, " But this Wushuang is lucky, he hit by mistake."

Old man Yun stroked his beard and laughed happily.

Daohe looked at the two people standing hand in hand above the hammer fortress of the gods, under the sky filled with radiance, and laughed uncontrollably, "In this world, there is no miracle that cannot be created without the word love."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two looked at each other and smiled, nodding again and again.

"It's just..." Yun Chen suddenly sighed in disappointment.

Yun Muchen glanced at Yun Chen, suddenly chuckled, waved his sleeves and looked into the distance with his robes wrapped around his robes, his eyes were deep and stared into the sky, and said meaningfully, "Those who have passed away will reappear, and those who have left will reappear." come back."

The white clouds are lingering, leaving no trace of the past.

The Continent of Gods and Demons, eternal peace.

Nine years have passed since that world-destroying disaster, and the cruel past has been lost in the light and shadow of time.

The undead interface was destroyed, and the world of gods and demons, the world of stars, and the boundless blood sea were nourished by the aura of primordial energy, the spirit of all things at the beginning of the creation, and gradually restored the original order, and the prosperity was even greater than before.

Nowadays, when people in the world occasionally have free time, they recall the disaster that year. Although they have lingering fears, they are not afraid, just because of the two gods who brought them light and hope, the man and woman who stood at the pinnacle of the three realms.

Their existence is the faith and peace in the hearts of the world.

The Frozen Throne was born, and after the disaster ended, he disappeared with the wind in the vast world, and Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang broke through the unprecedented height of the Xuanshi together, the Frozen Emperor!

Star Continent, Sunset City is the leader, three kingdoms stand together, boundless blood sea, Sifang City and Blood Race face each other across the sea, each leading the coquettish, from despair to new life, from darkness to light, the ignorant world also knows that in Sunset City, Sifang City, Behind the blood race and them, there is another god-like savior who brought back this orderly land of mountains and rivers.

The law of the jungle eats the strong, and the strong are respected. This is an eternal truth in the three realms, but there is an insurmountable boundary.

The Continent of Gods and Demons, the Xinglan Liuyun Sect in the Xiling Desert, the Sword City built by the wind and snow in the North Sea, and the Nanyu Standing in the middle of the world, and on the land of Zhongzhou, except for the dazzling and vigorous thunder punishment like a round of scorching sun Outside the city, there is also the pinnacle overlord force among the three realms, the pinnacle of the day!

Emperor Shura Yan, Empress Wushuang, what all people want!
Nine years ago, under the insistence of all the people, Lou Junyan proclaimed himself emperor at the summit of the sun, known as Emperor Yan in the world, and the truly unparalleled woman became his unique empress, honored by the world as Emperor Wushuang back.

The Hammer of the Gods Fortress, in this bustling world, has experienced many winds, frosts and rains. It is like a golden warrior holding a giant axe, standing in the east of Zhongzhou, standing proudly in the sky, looking down at the world, and guarding this land.

The tops of the mountains are shrouded in light mist.

The high palace on the top of the cloud, the ups and downs of the heavenly palace.

The breath of the grand event nine years ago still seems to be floating in the long air. The ethereal and lengthy sky clock strikes, the clouds are steaming, and the bright light pierces the sky. Above, like in the sea of ​​clouds, there are countless islands hazy, looming.

This is where the faith of the entire Three Realms lies.

The Great Forest of Fallen Stars spans the land of gods and demons, stretching endlessly. The east side is still facing the morning light, and the west side is almost at dusk. It is like a quiet sea covered with a mysterious veil. The City of Thunder and Punishment stands in it, almost reaching into the sky. The ancient vines are coiled like horned dragons.

(End of this chapter)