Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 994 [997] The final battle (3)!
The power of chaos erupted completely, and the ripples of destruction swept up and down the four directions. Wherever it passed, everything turned into nothingness.

boom!
He blasted out with one punch, like a god's sun exploding, and the fragments of the void that splashed turned into sharp cold blades, covering the land with a radius of hundreds of meters like a storm, and countless phantoms were wiped out under this punch.

Fragments of time flickered in his mind, and he still remembered the scene of meeting Jun Feiyang for the first time in the past.

That handsome young man with a lazy smile on his face who was always uninterested in anything.In fact, Lin Chu never told him how much he envied that calm state of mind that others could not learn.

From Kunlun Continent to hell, from hell to heaven, the friendship between the two need not be repeated.

He remembered that Jun Feiyang said to him when he was in the Battle of Hundred Clans, if everything is over in the future, he might become a neighbor with himself.

But now, with him gone, everything has burst like a bubble.

The woman in a blue dress had a resolute gaze, and there was deep nostalgia in her eyes.

She once fantasized about being with Jun Feiyang and living a life like a fairy couple in the eyes of ordinary people. They could wear the stars and wear the moon, sleep together in the vast mountains, wander around the endless grasslands and herd sheep, and travel all over the world together. In every corner, in the end, maybe in a quiet place, preferably a place with a river, build a simple hut, plant some flowers and plants, give birth to a few children, and watch them grow.

So she will miss, what she misses is not the current world, but the world with him.

If there is no him, then what is the point of her living?
boom!
Life is like a morning flower, and death is like a firework.

Since you don't miss it anymore, why bother to live.

Lin Chu's eyes were about to burst. He saw old friends passing away one after another, and his anger drowned him like a tide.

The Great Destroyer Fist swept across everything, and blasted the other Great Emperor Phantom back thousands of feet. He followed him like a shadow, and his fists fell like raindrops.

Jun Moqing is still the same Jun Moqing, she has never changed, her appearance is cold, but her heart is hot.

Compared with Jun Feiyang, he is more like a real luxurious son.

Elegant and cold, peerless.

But, in this cruel era, he has no choice.

Not just him, everyone.

How beautiful was the former Taishang Palace of Wangqing?As the Supreme Elder, how many people in the entire Yuzhou can match the respect of his status?The greatest regret of the old man in his life is the premature death of his parents and children. It is always the deepest pain for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man. The whereabouts of his two grandchildren are unknown.If it weren't for Jun Moqing's appearance, he might still have finished his life in retreat.

"Haha, the old man has spent his whole life, how can you let you two little bastards go to see your parents first?"

He laughed boldly, glanced at the sentient beings who were still fighting, and blew himself up.

Sect Master Jian's expression was sad.

He and the old guy have known each other for a long time, and they are both enemies and friends.

Too many people regard death as home, and too many people use blood and bones to clear the way for latecomers.

If death cannot be avoided, at least one must choose to die.

It is not necessarily a kind of luck to die well.

Xuewu was mad with hatred, he swept his fists in all directions, and smashed down with the Great Destroyer Fist, directly destroying the phantoms in pieces, but facing the endless phantoms, he also felt deeply powerless.

Everyone is fighting bravely.

Tiandao on the throne slowly turned around, revealing a pair of empty eyes.

"I am the master. You are nothing but my creations. Struggles are futile. Dust returns to ashes, dust returns to dust. The time of reincarnation has come. When I destroy the universe and rebuild the universe, you will be born again."

The voice of heaven resounds in everyone's ears.

However, no one hesitated.

"Haha, what are you talking about rebirth, but you are still a prisoner in a cage. You and I are born free. If you can't control your own destiny, even if you are reborn a thousand times or ten thousand times, what is your nostalgia?"

Yan Zun laughed out loud with a decisive voice.

Life, death, emptiness, when life is doomed from birth, no matter how beautiful the process is, what is the point?
To live or to die, you are just going through the pre-determined path.

The way of heaven controls all sentient beings.

If he wants you to die, you will die; if he wants you to live, you will not die.

How is this different from a prisoner?

"war!"

There is no extra nonsense, the will of all beings who answered the way of heaven turned into a surging fighting spirit and rose up.

"war!"

"No one can dominate my freedom, not even the Dao of Heaven!"

The ancient powerhouses began to burn their lives, and they also desperately.

Up to now, there are almost not many creatures left under the quasi-emperor.

Lingxi is like a huge black hole, devouring the remaining essence of those who died. This is their last gift.Lingxi's strength was steadily increasing, and finally broke through the Great Perfection of Emperor Zhun and entered the realm of ascension to heaven.

At this moment, the body of calamity seems to have undergone some unimaginable changes.

Lin Chu didn't pay attention to all this, he just wanted to do his best to kill the enemy now.

His old friend had passed away, and he at least hoped that they could leave with peace of mind.

The firewood left his body and turned into a cluster of blazing flames.

The flames split into billions of ways and ignited on top of everyone's head.

"I will wait for salvation for you, even if it is the Nine Netherworld, one day, you will also awaken from the sinking."

This is their last kindling, the firewood is collected, maybe one day, they will wake up again.Although they may no longer be called the original ones after waking up again, the imprint of life will not be completely obliterated.

It's like flowers blooming and withering, one flower withers, and the next year it will bloom again.

The quasi-emperor powerhouses began to explode in groups.

In comparison, the quasi-emperor's self-destruct power is much greater.

"Everyone, I'll take a step first."

"Haha, even if you die, you have to be on the back."

"The emperor will definitely lead all sentient beings to find the path of light, and we will charge forward for the emperor and clear the last obstacle."

"May all beings in the world be free and free, and their fate will no longer be imprisoned."

Boom boom boom boom~!

There was a violent roar, and the terrifying power fluctuation instantly wiped out all phantoms within tens of thousands of feet.

However, this time, the number of quasi-emperor powerhouses was also reduced by a third.

"Haha, how can I let you be heroes alone?"

"I'm coming too!"

"Waiting for thousands of years, just for this moment."

Hundreds of quasi-emperors blew themselves up again, terrifying fluctuations swept across, and countless phantoms were wiped out again.

Time and time again, sentient beings used their lives to compose a tragic battle song.

The sadness in Lin Chu's heart will only make his attack more ruthless and domineering. He is like a humanoid weapon, ruthlessly slaughtering and tireless. Two lines of blood and tears have dried up on his cheeks.

(End of this chapter)