Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

Tiangong suddenly fell silent.

Luo Qinghe's rage shocked everyone.

The group of cultivators looked at the cultivator who was photographed with blood and flesh, but no one dared to speak.

But the anxiety, anxiety, and anxiety in my heart are constantly fermenting, and it is difficult to stop.

Up to now.

There is nothing to do, and we can only wait for three days to pass, and we can only wait for the bronze ancient mirror to be opened.

Qun Xiu looked at the ancient mirror, looking forward to the appearance of a miracle.

The ancient bronze mirror shone with brilliance.

In the quiet moonlight, Gu Changqing sat quietly on the icy-cold throne of Lingxiao Palace.

In the immortal hall surrounded by clouds and mist, the Emperor of Medicine and the historian stood silently.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a thunderstorm broke through the sky, which was deafening and pierced through the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

This is a very terrifying vision, meaning a strange and ominous vision.

"..."

In the direction of Nantianmen, there seems to be a giant dragon whining.

That's the Luck Dragon.

He let out a painful roar, as if being skinned by a bone.

Thunder broke through the air, and there was a frosty rain.

The rain was actually pure white, like a ghost flower, and the thunder kept resounding, like the funeral sound from heaven and earth.

Everything is foreshadowing.

Everyone is extremely depressed at the moment, the heavenly palace is holy, and it dominates the will of heaven. How could there ever be such a vision?

The thunder that broke through the sky, the haze crushed the air.

The Qi Luck Golden Dragon neighed, and its breath was constantly weakening.

It is really hard to imagine that since ancient times, it has been the Heavenly Palace of Beixuan's top powers, and at this moment, his luck has been shaken.

"...'

Gu Changqing coughed up blood in public, which shocked everyone.

This goddess is really leaving.

The vision suddenly revealed, and his state at the moment, revealed everything.

Nothing can be changed, and miracles simply cannot happen.

The historian wept.

Holding the history book in hand, record this heavy moment:

Emperor Gu is sixteen hundred years old, on the seventh day of the tenth lunar month, at night.

Gu Tiandi was severely injured. When he fell, he sat on the throne and looked down at the world. There was thunder outside the sky, smashing across the sky, and the heavenly palace collapsed.

The era of Emperor Gu, the end...

The historian closed the history book with tears in his eyes, and there were three words on the cover: Gu Tiandi!

This volume of historical records bears the life of Gu Changqing, records everything that Gu Changqing reveals in the world, records his dazzling moments and his glorious past.

He broke through time and space and placed the historical records in a palace tower.

There, there are volumes after volumes of historical records.

This is the glorious life of the emperors of the past dynasties, the most ancient heritage of the Tiangong, and its status is equivalent to the ancestral temple of the race.

But Gu Changqing's book is so flimsy compared to the others.

His reign was too short.

The emperors of all dynasties were all half-immortal heroes, with a lifespan of more than ten thousand, and only him, a thousand years.

The official left, and finally made a big gift to Gu Changqing.

In the vast immortal hall, only Gu Changqing and Yaohuang were left.

"cough.

Gu Changqing's time is running out. The Heavenly Emperor, who was once so powerful and invincible, is now coughing up blood constantly.

His face was very pale, and there was no blood at all.

There was a twilight on his body, as if he had walked out of a grave, without a trace of vitality.

Gu Changqing struggled to get up.

He raised his hand to photograph the imperial decree, used his finger as a pen, and was writing something.

It seemed so difficult for him to even write a few words, his fingers trembling.

But what he wrote cannot be revealed to the world.

This is the last word.

It has its own taboo and cannot be watched.

When he falls, he will reveal himself to the world.

"Emperor, the God of Heaven once explained to me that when you really want to leave, I will give you something."

"I originally thought that this thing is probably useless, you are much younger than me, you should give it to me, but I didn't expect it.

Medicine Emperor also burst into tears, choked up, unable to speak, raised his hands, and something automatically floated between his palms.

Row across the void and slowly fall towards Gu Changqing.

"Emperor, let's go..."

Medicine Emperor wiped away his tears and turned to leave.

There was so much sadness and sadness in his heart.

The Emperor of Heaven concealed everything, and as a result, no one knew the news of his death.

A generation of heavenly emperors, the splendid hero of the world, at this time, he was the only one to send them off, how sad.

Gu Changqing took the thing handed over by Yaohuang into his hands.

It was a thin piece of jade, pure and flawless, with a lustrous brilliance, and in it was pregnant with energy, exuding the familiar scent of Gu Changqing.

He cheered up and looked carefully at the magic of this item.0

He never thought that when the God of Heaven left, he had left something for him.

Have something to tell? Or have something to say?

How did you expect that this thing would really come in handy?

Even his death was expected by the old heaven?

Gu Changqing smiled wryly.

Thinking of the old man in the past, even now, it is still difficult to see through him.

""

Bo Yu fell into Gu Changqing's palm, but it suddenly collapsed.

Among them, brilliance blazed out, forming a misty old figure that appeared in front of him.

"Hey...Second brother.

This is exactly the projection of the old Heavenly Emperor.

If you want to come, you have already stored it in Baoyu and handed it over to the Emperor for safekeeping.

At this moment, the old emperor did not have the majesty of the emperor, and he did not have the kindness that Gu Changqing remembered.

But like an old urchin, there is no burden of the emperor on his body.

He stood with his hands behind his back, bared his big white teeth, and looked at Gu Changqing with a grin.

This phantom was very vivid, but Gu Changqing knew that it was just a shadow of the past and could not communicate.

After all, the God of Heaven left, and was beheaded by him at the beginning.

Laotiandi slowly restrained his smile, his eyes showed reminiscence, and said softly.

"Second brother, I know that you are very hard, even harder than us.

"We'll meet again eventually.

"It wasn't made by me, all this is an arrangement of fate, everything is doomed on 5.1.

"I'm already waiting for your arrival, not only me, but we are all waiting for you.

"Big Brother Xuanyuan, Zhiyue, Mu Nanli, Bai Laotiandi..."

God Tiandi spoke to himself, and said many names that Gu Changqing had never heard before.

Very strange.

It was difficult for him to understand, and he frowned, thinking about what the God of Heaven meant.

"Cause and effect are the thread, cross the river of time, cross that time, break the barriers between the past and the present, you will eventually come to my era, our era..."

The voice of the God of Heaven suddenly became faint.

Before Gu Changqing could think about it clearly, he suddenly disappeared, and even the fragments of the precious jade disappeared as if they did not exist.

It was just a fantasy that Gu Changqing saw when he was dying.

"What's the meaning….…"

Gu Changqing was stunned.