Chapter 2998: Cause and effect

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In the midst of it, there seemed to be a thunderous blast, and no source could be found, and only the emperor could faintly hear it.
You don't need to look at it to know that the tenth peak emperor blew himself up in Ji Ningshuang's dream, and wanted to bury the heavens for burial. Unfortunately, half of the celestial beings were not injured.
puff!
When Ji Ningshuang came out of the dream, she did not stand still, and almost fell down the Cangyu. The heavens did not hurt, but they hurt her, and in the dream resisted the explosion.
"Ye Chen."
Her cries, hoarse, stumbled all the way, rushed to a starry sky, her body was shaking, any moment, it may fall.
In the battle, there were ten peak emperors. She slaughtered half of them. When she was the last emperor, she suffered a peak and exploded. Before and after, she had been wounded enough. It was the only emperor of all ages. Such a miserable emperor.
However, her record is enough to be proud of eternity.
After all, she is only a junior emperor, and she still has a chance to be fully integrated.
The scarlet starry sky, when she found her husband, she did not take a step, she collapsed to the ground and hugged Ye Chen.
Tears have drowned her cheeks.
Ye Chen had gray hair, no light in his body, no trace of anger in his whole body, and the old one was ashes, and with a little hard work, it might be broken. All are enough for him to return for nine days.
There is no way back without leaving yourself a back road.
"I'm ... sorry."
Ye Chen nestled in Ji Ningshuang's arms, her voice was hoarse, and her timbre was almost inaudible.
The of war of the world, for the last breath, was to say these three words to his wife.
As before the former Dancheng Hall, she fell into his arms and said this sorry.
It was him who killed their children.
"No, it's not your fault."
Ji Ningshuang's tears were like rain, and the divine power of Didao and the origin of Didao were poured into Ye Chen's body frantically, and he wanted to rekindle his elemental fire.
She had lost her child and did not want to lose her husband again.
However, although the emperor is supreme, it is not omnipotent. No matter how she exerts her power and how she mobilizes her source, she can no longer ignite the flame of the gods. Not only can she not ignite, but she can also break Ye Chen's old body into pieces.
Today, he is too old and too fragile. The origin of Emperor Tao is gentle again. He can't bear it anymore. He has run out of oil and lamps, leaving only his body and only the last breath.
"Ignite, light me."
Ji Ningshuang hissed in a low voice, and was still making mad efforts, just like Ye Chen saved Ye Fanshi at any cost, as long as he could live, he was willing to give everything.
"It's hard work."
Ye Chen was exhausted with laughter, his mouth was still bleeding, the last light left in his eyes, and the cathode was completely annihilated. Although he wanted to raise his hand and wipe the tears on his cheek for his wife, he was weak.
"Please, don't leave me."
"If the fate of the afterlife is not exhausted, it is better to live with Cangsheng ... than live with Qing."
Ye Chen's words, husky and vicissitudes, gradually weakened, and lost his eyes, slowly closed, the old body, disappeared inch by inch, even the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, even the mouth Blood, all turned into flying ash, leaving only that tender word, embellished that love-filled relationship with crickets and tears.
"No ... no no ..."
Ji Ningshuang went crazy and wanted to reshape his body, but all he could catch was a ray of fly ash.
Her Ye Chen was buried.
Gods of war are buried.
what....!
The empress's hissing trembled the Three Realms.
At that moment, her hair was also white.
The scenes of history are always strikingly similar.
The last reincarnation was her desperate fight to protect him, and his death was eliminated.
In this reincarnation, he fought for the Nine Emperors alone, defended her to preach, and killed her.
One past life, one life.
She fell into his arms,
He also died in her arms.
"If there is a future life, I may wish for a lifetime."
"If the fate of the afterlife is not exhausted, it is better to live with Cangsheng ... than live with Qing."
Cause and effect, own reincarnation.
The question of her previous life, this life, finally got the answer.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
"Congratulations on the Eucharist."
The hiss of the heavens is pathetic, no matter the older generations, no matter how people cultivate demons, all living beings, at the same instant, kneel down on one knee to see off the world-fighting God of War. There was a glimmer of hope; it was him, who used blood and bones to give birth to a ray of light.
A vein of the Eucharist, a vein of strength.
He is respectable.
His name, his story, his legend will be passed down from generation to generation, and will be carved into that immortal myth.
Hey!
The two emperors of Tianming sighed, and there were tears and sadness in their eyes.
Extreme love, Xu is really jealous of God.
Emperor wasteland and Yuezhang are like this.
Ye Chen and Yao Chi are the same.
One sermon, one burial.
This farewell is farewell.
"Ye Chen."
The cry of crying resounded in wailing.
That is Ruo Xi, or Chu Xuan and Chu Ling in her body, who also want to hug their Ye Chen.
Unfortunately, they can't do it. The more tears flow, the more unstable Ruoxi's breath becomes.
The combination of the four is that Ruo Xi occupies the subjective consciousness, and their emotions are always disturbing Ruo Xi and no tears, and they may also lead to the separation of the body.
For a moment, Ruo Xi's eyes flashed fairy light, extinguishing tears.
She is not ruthless.
No tears, not ruthless, I want to help Chu Xuan Chu Ling turn around, I want to help them send Ye Chen, but once they turn around, they will be separated.
Cang Sheng also needs them who are united, and they need to stabilize the heavens and earth and hide the position of the human world.
This is their mission and their fate.
With the wind of the stars, the fairy rays of the evening twilight are scattered, and the rays of annihilation are gone.
She finally fell into nothingness. In the fall, she was divided into four people, all sleeping and white-haired.
"Send her back to Da Chu."
This is a tearless, weak consciousness that came out before falling asleep.
Needless to say, someone did it.
Nai Wang, the emperor of Sichuan, sacrificed the cloud group and took away three people. Ruo Xi had to stay in Da Chu in order to calm down Qiankun.
"Win, the heavens win."
Those who were still alive stepped on the corpse mountain, cried in the wobbly, and looked at the blood-stained world, and once again reflected the light.
But this bright price is tragic.
In this battle, the heavens killed countless people, Ye Chen, Emperor, God General, Yan Luo, Jian Xiu, Shengzun, Emperor Ji, and Emperor ... They were all killed.
Looking around, it's hard to see a standing emperor, and it's hard to see a complete starry sky.
There are mountains of bones everywhere.
There is blood flowing everywhere.
The scarlet battlefield was filled with broken battle flags, and countless heroes were buried.
"child."
"Dad, mother."
"Old man."
I cried loudly and filled the world.
It was figures, holding their loved ones, calling hysterically.
There are too many forces, sects, and races. They are all wiped out by the army. Maybe no one is crying for them, but the living beings and the generations will remember them. They are the ancestors, for the continuation of future generations. Great Scarlet Wall.
Hey!
The two emperors of Tianming sighed again, their backs were stunned.
In many vicissitudes of life, they saw more hardships and more emperors, but when they were emperors, it was the first time they were so miserable.
The fixed number, the final enemy, is not the variable number. If there is no battle that cuts through time and space, if Ye Chen would be successful in that year, how terrible is the human world.
Scarlet starry sky.
The female Emperor Donghuang shed her hair, holding Ye Chen's blood cloak in one hand and Ye Fan's armor in one hand. If she lost her soul, she stumbled away.
On this day, she eventually became emperor, but she lost two of her closest relatives, a husband and a child.
Prove it, they can't come back.
PS: Sorry, I went to the hospital yesterday and didn't have time to update.