All the heavens.

The immortal's body died and disappeared. The desolate emperor's calamity ended, and the invasion of the outer realm came to an end for the time being.

This universe finally returns to peace, but it is cloudy.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and a generation of supreme burial is buried. The hope that has been ignited is buried in glory.

The starry sky is silent.

This should be a catastrophe, because one magic pillar after another came, smashing the three realms into devastation.

Fortunately, there were no major casualties.

The emperors in the Three Realms were silent, looking at the ancient prehistoric direction, unable to hide their sorrow.

Not sure when the emperors closed their eyes, rushed to all sides, and continued to guard.

"Ye Chen."

The woman's murmuring is like a dreamy fairy sound.

Nain Ming Yushu and the others all looked at Cangmiao silently. Whenever there is a catastrophe in the heavens, there will be that figure, like an immortal monument, standing on the peak, supporting the brightest light with his flesh and blood. He is Ye Chen, the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, and the belief of the people in all realms.

However, this time he was out of the game.

Until now, they don’t know where Ye Chen is and when he will return.

"He is not out of the field."

The Queen of the East Wilderness whispered softly, could sense the dream and Ye Chen had come.

It was him who killed the body of the Demon Emperor.

On this night, the sky was silent, and everyone was silent, restless as the little monkey emperor, standing on the top of the mountain, holding a broken iron stick, quietly looking at the starry sky, and also observing silence for the people in silence.

"Grandpa, does the people still have hope?"

At some point, a timid voice resounded throughout the world, as if all living beings could hear it.

"have."

This word is the voice of everyone, no one questiones, it is obsession and belief.

The ancient and ancient sky is still so dark.

Like the heavens, this place is also shrouded in haze, and the eyes of the emperors are dim.

On the top of the mountain, two clouds are floating.

The Empress and Zizai Tian lay on it, their bodies were stained with blood and their cheeks were pale.

The God Lord is here, and his condition is not much better.

Yuxian’s ruthless way of heaven refers to the rules and the ultimate kill across time and space.

The one who sneaked into her was the way of heaven.

It is just that it is the way of heaven in the future time and space, or the executor of heaven.

However, his Taoism was limited and he was unable to save Yuxian.

A desperate battle across time and space not only hurt him, but also destroyed a supreme emperor who was about to become a desolate emperor.

Not long after, the empress woke up.

Her silence made time seem like a freeze, suppressing the universe to eternity.

"Can you be resurrected?"

When the God Lord looked at the empress quietly, the resurrection in his mouth refers to the resurrection of the feather immortal.

"I don't know."

The empress whispered, crossing nothingness in one step, entering ancient vain, and going to unknown realms.

Anyway, I have to give it a try.

Not long after she left, Zizaitian woke up, his expression was indifferent and his emotions were no one.

She also went down the top of the mountain and went to the direction of the altar.

A generation of holy demon smiled faintly, and the look of her eyes was full of tragic abuse, and I don’t know what the meaning was.

Zizai Tian watched for a long time but couldn't speak.

This universe is extremely complex and more extraordinary than she imagined, such as the way of heaven.

“How about making a deal.”

A generation of holy demons smiled and sent a message, and a word was full of magic power. They wanted to cause trouble and chaos and were free from heaven's heart.

The sky is free and silent, and the indifferent eyes are without a trace of ripple.

"If I let me go, I will tell you the gate of eternity." A generation of holy demon smiled at Zizai Tian.

"I will look for it myself."

The free and unrestrained way, although he doesn’t like words much, it does not mean that his mind is abnormal.

If you let you go, I'm afraid I'll die faster.

I have seen through the truth of life and death, but I don’t want to go to the underworld for the time being.

I don't know when the empress will return.

All the emperors looked at her, their eyes full of sincere desire.

The empress's blood-stained figure was a little staggering, and no matter how bright the blood was, it could not hide the paleness of her cheeks.

If she loses, she loses.

I don’t know if it was lost to the ruthless Heavenly Dao or the strange unknown.

No matter who she lost to, she failed to regain the feather fairy.

The peerless female supreme who was once instantly named the Emperor of Desolation has completely become the dust of history. Even in the unknown realm of rules, it cannot be resurrected. Perhaps it is a natural deterrence.

After being silent all the way, she leaned tiredly under the old tree.

For the first time, she felt so tired and wanted to find a shoulder and rely on her.

The emperor is also a human being, and the empress is helpless.

With her holes and holes, she is full of devastations on her back, and she can no longer support the sky.

"Ye Chen."

She murmured this name lightly, her dim eyes flashing with a blurry light.

In a word, Ye Chen, I don’t know if it was Chu Xuan and Chu Ling calling, or if it was her empress in the Heavenly Court calling.

I really want that person to return and turn the tide for the people of all regions.

In the hazy state, there seemed to be a warm hand that pushed apart the strands of hair for her and gently stroked her cheeks, like a warm husband comforting his wife.

It's Ye Chen.

Countless dreams were entangled, and once again, I dreamed of returning to my hometown. No one knew whether he was touching Chu Xuan and Chu Ling or the Empress of the Heavenly Court. No matter which one, it was enough for him to have a heavy mood.

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The empress whispered, without moving, but could sense Ye Chen.

"The end of time."

Ye Chen spoke, not knowing whether to answer the question or to himself.

That's right, it's the end of time.

The way he went home was too long and far, covered with the years and the world was changing.

When did the empress fall asleep?

Before the dream was over, Ye Chen looked at it quietly, and the eternal moment couldn't help feeling distressed.

The Empress also had his state of mind.

Who knew that in spring, autumn, winter and summer, the empress also looked at him like this, looking at the tired Tenth Emperor of Great Chu, carrying a mission, carrying a heavy burden all the way, and only curled up under the old tree when the night was quiet, sleeping quietly. When she opened her eyes, she would drag her tired body and continue to support the light.

After all, they are the same type of people.

In the last era, she was the protagonist, and she built the Ancient Heavenly Bureau only to kill the way of heaven.

In this era, he is the protagonist, taking the path against the will of heaven, just to protect the people.

He is tired, and she is also tired.

Now, she fell down first, and under her strong appearance, there was a weak heart.

The dream has dispersed.

When Ye Chen woke up, it was already a small universe.

It snowed again that night.
To be continued...