Chapter 261: Can’t be resurrected, what's the point of being alive?

now.
Heavenly Desolate King Mingmeng, his face was full of tears.
The sword moves in his hand are out of order.
As a female Taoist emperor who lived for 8 million, she only felt a heart at this time, all being beaten fiercely by a whip, causing her to fall into pain completely.
"Why, this is why!"
With every sword swing, the strong sword energy instantly penetrated a huge galaxy, the next moment, one of the twelve galaxies dissipated into a bubble.
This is a whole practice!
But after only being penetrated by a sword aura, it disappeared completely, and that feeling was just like the air.
This scene.
The many ancient emperors from the outside world, as well as the heavenly emperor Qianyuan, Feng Jiuxiao and everyone, all felt shocking, and their hearts couldn't help but beat wildly.
Especially at this moment.
These people attacking the galaxy.
The whole body, like weeds raged by the wind, shuddered crazily, and his breathing was frozen.
His eyes widened.
The pupils shrank sharply.
Just looking at the figure in white clothes who still wandered around in such a terrifying sword aura, avoiding at will, in an instant, Emperor Qianyuan, and everyone in the fourteenth galaxy, looked dull and completely stupid, looking at this. In one scene, he kept giggling.
"I...what are we doing, this is not a dimensional existence at all, I...we actually provoke each other..."
boom!
boom!
boom!
this moment.
Among the fourteen galaxy camps, they just stood up, one after another in an instant, collapsed to the ground again.
Looking at the emptiness of the universe.
That white robe, with just a finger outstretched, bounced off the sword of the Heavenly Desolate King Mingmeng, his legs were completely soft, his whole body convulsed, his face turned pale, and his lips couldn't stop trembling.
"This...what level of existence is this?"
Many ancient emperors outside, their faces dull and at a loss, could not say a word.
Compared to other distant emperor realms.
Can only feel everything, not see.
Donghuang Wutian, Shi Youjin, Kong Xuanran, the three closest four Dao Emperors, were already full of shock and horror at this moment.
Look at the sight.
The two flickering figures within the visible range, especially when they looked at Chu Lingxiao, their pupils shrank suddenly, and then, a deep fear came out.
next moment.
The three of them slumped to the ground, no longer have time to care about any aftermath that would destroy their galaxy.
They are now.
Just want to...
Be quiet.
I thought that the Milky Way galaxy would have no room for reversal this time, and it would be captured by 14 galaxies. This ancient galaxy with a history of tens of millions of years of cultivation and civilization would eventually become a slave galaxy without dignity.
But at the moment.
None of them could believe it.
In the galaxy, there is a horrible existence that even the Heavenly Desolate King Mingmeng is as small as an ant.
Correct!
Regardless of whether he has witnessed it or not, at this time, the Heavenly Desolate King Ming Meng, this invincible emperor of Heaven for 8 million years, has nothing to do with him.
Even in their eyes.
Chu Lingxiao didn't even want to attack Tianhuang Wang Mingmeng at all. He faced extremely fiercely, enough to destroy a galaxy sword energy with a single sword, and his eyes were filled with silence and peace from beginning to end.
"Fourteen galaxies, over..."
Many ancient emperors outside, their faces are dumb, and the corners of their mouths are all bitter, no one can accept it, the ending will be like this.
I thought that the Milky Way had no possibility of turning over, and it would be directly attacked by fourteen galaxies, but now it turned out the other way around.
In their eyes, a horror lineup capable of crushing any galaxy.
In front of this white robe.
It was so vulnerable.
even.
Even the Eighth Prison and Nine Turns Town Emperor Field, these things that can only exist in legends, were actually created by the other party. This is the Eighth Prison and Nine Turns Town Emperor Field!
In the true sense!
The supreme treasure that can truly resurrect a person!
Milky Way.
This time, instead of dying out, he could use the power of the Emperor's Field of Eight Prisons and Nine Turns to resurrect everyone who died.
this moment.
In the eyes of many ancient emperors, apart from the deep shock, there was only endless envy.
There are eight prisons and nine transfers in the imperial field.
The entire galaxy, strictly speaking, has truly become an immortal place!
this moment.
Tianhuang Wang Mingmeng seemed to have finally finished venting, she finally stopped.
clang!
Only heard the sharp sound of a sword falling into the void.
next moment.
Only seeing the Heavenly Desolate King Mingmeng, that cold face filled with sadness and desolation, the whole person raised his head in despair, as if he had been drained of power from his entire body, and looked up to the sky with an extremely sad smile.
"I waited for you for eight million years, for you, killed all the people of the same tribe, and practiced the Immortal Emperor Law, just waiting for you to come back. Now, you tell me you can't come back."
"Hahahaha, Wufan, you...Tell me, you tell me, what I did so much for!!!"
Speaking of last.
There was no brilliance in the eyes, a pair of cold eyes, only endless emptiness and sadness.
Watching this scene.
Chu Lingxiao's eyes were still as calm as water. It seemed that he had seen too much of this kind of thing, except for the solitude in his eyes, which became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't see any changes at all.
But the moment he turned around.
The Emperor Qianyuan, the owners of the fourteen galaxies, and Ye Fan who was nailed to the surface of the moon, felt a deep chill, penetrated into the bone marrow, and struck in an instant, making them tremble instantly.
Someone just wanted to escape.
That person turned into a corpse directly and appeared under the dark abyss of the earth.
Immediately afterwards,
It was a huge chain that pierced through the body and hovered there. Everyone who was scared on the spot did not dare to move.
"Although it is impossible to perfectly resurrect the emperor, this Eighth Prison and Nine Turns Town Emperor Field can perfectly resurrect other people."
Chu Lingxiao glanced at the Emperor Qianyuan lightly.
"It's only two to complete."
next moment.
This sentence.
The frightened Emperor Qianyuan and Ye Fan had their faces full of horror, and their hair was standing up.
boom!
Heavenly Emperor Qianyuan, a fifteen emperor, was directly killed in seconds!
boom!
The same is true for millions of fourteen galaxy monks!
Ye Fan's limbs trembled frantically, looking at the absent-minded King Ming Meng in the distance, desperately calling for help.
But still.
In the next second, he appeared under the abyss and was pierced by an iron chain and died.
Just a few seconds.
The fourteen powerful galaxies who turned the entire galaxy into a sea of ​​flames instantly became a corpse.
This scene.
In the eyes of many ancient emperors outside, his breathing stopped.
The three of Donghuang Wutian, Shi Youjin, and Kong Xuanran were shocked and sluggish.
Only Chu Lingxiao, who seemed to have done a trivial thing at all, turned around again, his eyes were extremely calm, looked at the Heavenly Desolate King Mingmeng, and said lightly:
"I can let you go, but..."
Of course.
The words are not finished.
Tianhuang Wang Mingmeng suddenly laughed up to the sky again, his smile filled with sadness.
"Wufan...cannot be resurrected. Even if I become the king of the gods, what is the meaning of my life..."
next moment.
A poignant blood flower and a confessedly tender jade neck swayed across the entire universe.
Chu Lingxiao's gaze remained unchanged. It was not until Tianhuang Wang Mingmeng disappeared from his eyes that a trace of vicissitudes and coldness appeared in his eyes, and he sighed, echoing the entire universe outside the Milky Way.
"One day, the emperor will be perfectly resurrected..."
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Chu Lingxiao's body radiated brighter than the light of galaxies, like a star covering the universe, extremely dazzling.
this day.
The eyes of many ancient emperors of the galaxy retreated quietly.
Only the tenth ancient gate of reincarnation, under the shining of Chu Lingxiao, slowly dissipated and became a few words.
Drifting to the depths of the Milky Way.
Mingmeng, live well.
I, Wufan, have never said those three words to you in this life.
If there is an afterlife.
I want to say to you:
"I love you……"