Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan looked at Chen Yuanxi, who was very decadent as a whole. For a while, it was difficult to connect him with the Great Emperor Yuanxi, who once swayed the starry sky.

He who has already retired the cultivation base to Golden Core Realm, is no different from the waste at this time.

"Are you going to die?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Almost, it should be." Chen Yuanxi picked up the flask again.

"I have a question for you." Yang Xuan went straight to the subject.

"Ask!" Chen Yuanxi looked towards the lake in front of him blankly.

"What happened to Martial God back then?" Yang Xuan asked this question first.

"He wants to become the emperor, the Evil God messenger wants to kill the emperor, Zhang Zhongyang asked me to go out and save his life." Chen Yuanxi replied.

Yang Xuan frowned.

Did Zhang Zhongyang tell the truth?

"Why did you oppose Qingyao's Great Emperor ten thousand years ago?" After considering for a long time, Yang Xuan still asked this sentence.

Chen Yuanxi's eyes showed pain, it seems that Yang Xuan's words directly hit the most vulnerable place in his heart, causing him to tremble.

"Everything is caused by Evil God. I have been bewitched by him. I hate it. I hate it." Chen Yuanxi hissed wildly, his voice hoarse, and his eyes flowed down. Blood.

Evil God bewitched?

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

"I hate, I hate..." Chen Yuanxi's state seems crazy at this moment, like a madman.

"Sister Qingyao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I killed you, I was wrong, sister..." Chen Yuanxi hammered the ground and burst into tears.

Perhaps only under the tombstone of the Qingyao Great Emperor would he show such a posture and be so heartbroken.

Yang Xuan did not press hard, just watched patiently.

After a long time, Chen Yuanxi finally calmed down, but the bloody tears on his face were horrible to see.

"Evil God is good at bewitching people's hearts, unconsciously, controlling your thoughts and thoughts, doing some incredible things, and when you find out, it's too late." The blood and tears in Chen Yuanxi's eyes , Still did not disappear, her voice trembled: "I was invaded by Evil God secretly and under his control. Then I suddenly shot Sister Yao and injured her. I am a sinner."

Chen Yuanxi talked and she shed blood and tears.

"What is Evil God?" Yang Xuan slowed down his voice and asked.

"I don't know. After so many years, I still don't know." Chen Yuanxi was almost muttering, and both eyes began to lose their expression.

Yang Xuan feels wrong, divine sense penetrates and finds that the vitality in Chen Yuanxi's body has begun to dissipate.

This kind of dissipation is spontaneous, and there is no external force, which also shows that Chen Yuanxi has long been determined to die.

Yang Xuan didn't save him. Since he wanted to die, death is his best way back.

"What is the heart of the universe?" Yang Xuan asked quickly.

"I suspect that Evil God lives in the heart of the universe." Chen Yuanxi murmured, and the jug beside him tilted to one side, and the water flowed all over the floor.

"Why does Evil God confuse you?" Yang Xuan seized the time to ask again.

However, Chen Yuanxi did not answer this time, because his whole person began to dissipate, like a fluorescent light. When he was blown by the wind, he spread out and drifted towards the microwave-sparkling lake. Then melted in.

The night wind swept across the lake. Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to see a woman with an erratic figure, and slightly stretched out his hand.

The fluorescence that finally merged into the lake surface faintly turned into Chen Yuanxi's appearance, and murmured: "Sister Yao..."

next moment, all the illusions They all disappeared, and Heaven and Earth returned to calm.

Looking at the calm lake surface, Yang Xuan did not make a sound for a long time.

The feeling of loneliness rises in the mind again, like flowing water, tightly surrounding him.

Chen Yuanxi is dead.

This time, probably, should, seems to be really dead, turned into a fluorescent light, and went to confess to the Yao sister in his mouth.

Human Race, the two Great Emperors, the love feud that spans ten thousand years, in this brief moment, seems to have come to an end.

Perhaps, it is not perfect, but there is an end in the end.

The arm moved slightly, and on the stone mountain in the distance, a huge bluestone flew over in the sky and inserted directly beside the tombstone of Qingyao Great Emperor.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuan moved his fingers slightly, and on the blue stone, several large characters appeared: The Tomb of the Great Emperor in Yuanxi.

The monument is completed, and the small stone tablet represents Chen Yuanxi's brilliant but tragic life.

Thinking about it, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand again, and the stone tablet broke apart and turned into a sky full of powder, floating towards the lake.

Perhaps, Chen Yuanxi doesn't need this. He just wants to sleep quietly in this lake without being disturbed by anyone.

The hip flask flew up and was thrown into the lake by Yang Xuan. After splashing, it slowly sank.

As the last piece of evidence for Chen Yuanxi here, it has also been erased. Perhaps from now on, he will truly disappear between the stars and will never be mentioned again.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Xuan arched his hands faintly.

The surface of the lake wrinkled waves, seeming to respond to his voice.

Under the night, in the dense mist, another voice sounded.

"You should say goodbye."

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and greeted the eye, an emperor wearing a dragon robe, a golden crown and jade belt.

The lord of the imperial court.

"Should I call you the lord of the imperial court or the envoy?"

After a long while, he asked.

The lord of the imperial court slowly walked down from the air step by step and stood in front of Yang Xuan.

"It's okay, as you please." He said.

At this time, the moonlight and starry sky above Qingyao Star has disappeared, and between Heaven and Earth seems to be plunged into darkness.

But there was a ray of light on the tombstone of Qingyao Great Emperor, reflecting on the faces of the two.

"Qingyao Great Emperor should be Human Race Number One Person." The lord of the imperial court suddenly opened the mouth and said.

Yang Xuan did not respond to his words, but just asked: "What is the messenger here for?"

The lord of the imperial court faintly smiled: "Originally, I just came to send Chen Yuanxiyi. Cheng, but didn’t expect to meet the Great Emperor Tianxuan. It’s a coincidence."

"I’m afraid it’s also not a coincidence." Yang Xuan indifferently said: "From the moment I left Fire Star , Isn’t the messenger already looking at me?"

"Oh, how do you know that I am looking at you?" The lord of the imperial court seemed very curious.

"Intuition, my intuition has always been accurate." Yang Xuan replied.

"Human Race is really a race of talents." The lord of the imperial court exclaimed: "Qingyao Great Emperor, Yuanxi Great Emperor, Zhang Zhongyang, Fang Rongxuan, Martial God, and you are very famous In just over 10,000 years, the Human Race's Great Emperor has emerged. This is a terrible thing for any race."

Yang Xuan was silent and did not speak.

"Unfortunately, they are all out of Human Race, why?" The lord of the imperial court couldn't help shaking his head and sighed.

"Why can't Human Race be the emperor?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked every word.

This is the crux of the problem. All the occurrences of Human Race are happening in the four words "Human Race Wudi" in Wei Rao.

"Who knows?" The lord of the imperial court rarely shrugged: "This is how my master ordered. As for why not let Human Race out of the emperor, how would I know?"

"Your master?" Yang Xuan's eyes half-squinted: "Evil God?"