A black dog with extremely old age and almost falling hair, his old eyes are filled with turbid tears, carrying the emperor's corpse, trying to make his hunched back straight.

"In this life... there is not much, I want to send you back."

This is its wish, how could such a powerful Emperor die? It wants him to survive.

However, it has less time left, and if it doesn’t make a last try, it may never have a chance.

The old injuries are difficult to remove, and the blood and energy have long been dry, and the decaying years of life are only one short distance left to go.

Time is like a knife, and it will eventually cut off everything.

It was no longer supported, but it really wanted to see his invincible return again, watch his soul break, watch his fist hit the floating soil of the four poles... The glorious years reappeared.

When it was on the road, something broke through the air and blocked its sight.

"Hmm?!" The black dog stopped and his pupils shrank slightly.

A rotten hand passed through the space weakly and came to its sight with a book of animal skins.

"Without living, there is still hope. As long as you are still there and never return to the dust, there may not be a turning point in the future. If you work hard, you and I will be alive."

There are not many words, but they reveal heavy worries and care in the vicissitudes of life, and they also feel reluctant to leave the world. I advise the black dog not to be impulsive.

This hand looks a little fat, or maybe it is swollen, gray, black and rotten, which makes people unbearable to see. What a disaster he has experienced and he is still living tenaciously.

The big black dog was a little dazed when he saw this hand, and then he was about to show his fierce look, but in the end he was only sad.

In the chaos, a man who lacks his right hand sat weakly there and sighed: "If you choose to go, I will go with you, and then fight the ultimate place of the Soul River, but, dogs, try to live."

All the people back then... were dead, and there were not many left. One battle after another about the survival of all realms exhausted the vitality of their generation and hurt their bodies.

Irrespective of the effort, but few people know now.

How many talents have withered, what is left is ruin.

The black dog's eyes are red and the animal skin book brought by its rotten hands writes about the past years and its reluctance to leave the world. They are alive, which is the last proof and trace left by that generation. If they die, there will be nothing left, and even the traces will be completely erased.

What else can you mention about the glory of the past? Even if you have existed, you will be overwhelmed by the dust of history and forgotten by future generations.

"But I still want to go...I'm not willing to fight again!" The black dog roared to the sky, although he was skinny, but his head was raised.

It carried the imperial corpse on its back, looked back at the rotten hand and the animal skin book, and took a difficult step.

...

At the end of the soul river, in the world behind the door.

After the man in Wuguangzhong activated the clock and bronze, he became quiet, saying that he was sending out the news or asking someone to take the blame, but in fact he was not trying to harm anyone.

What is he going to do? If he wants to do something big, threaten the soul river, and if he doesn’t give him any benefits, he will fight to the end and destroy the place!

At this stage, Soul River seems to be reluctant to start a war.

He asked someone to take the blame, or to force others to come together, and wanted to defeat others without fighting and intimidate the creatures in the Soul River.

"That dog...that emperor, he won't live long." He sighed.

If you can find the medicine you want for that dog, it may change a lot of things, and the fate of the deceased may be reshaped, with a profound impact and boundless impact, and may shake the foundations of ancient and modern times.

He had heard of those people and those things, and was one of the few people who knew the truth. When he was young, he yearned for it with great enthusiasm and his blood was surging, aiming for that brilliant world.

At this stage, he sighed.

Bai Ya was sending a message and talking to him, lowering his posture slightly, saying that he would give him two pieces of ancestral talisman paper and let him leave immediately.

"Are you sending the beggar? I want a hundred pictures, give me two? Dead duck!"

The man in the black light stood up with his eyebrows, and his pupils burst into his divine light, carrying the long metal block that fell off the bronze coffin was about to hit him.

Bai Ya's face was gloomy. How many years have passed and several eras have passed. Where can I find a hundred pieces of talisman paper?

It is to read through all the various forms, existence, broken, buried, and disappear, and all the reincarnation pits, and probably less than a hundred pictures are collected!

"You are a forceful person. Where can I find you? I have expressed my sincerity. Are you sure... to fight?!"

The white crow's face was extremely cold, and both wings emitted dazzling white light, like a pale sun burning, releasing devastating substances.

"If you dare not talk to me well, try it out?" The man in the black light was so powerful that he threatened him in person and took action.

The long bronze blocks he was holding in his hand spread out runes and built a fuzzy copper coffin with energy, and the coffin board was first combined.

With a bang, he carried the coffin board and banged it over, directly slapped the powerful and intimidating white crow.

Bai Ya was angry. How many years have passed? How many people dared to attack it like this? Today, they are repeatedly provoked.

"Don't regard my tolerance as my great things as weakness. When I was bloody in the heavens and all walks of life, my master didn't know where!

As he spoke, the torso of the white crow had not changed, still more than a foot long, but its wings were glowing, and the feathers on it soared, like hundreds of thousands of heavenly swords, roaring with a clang.

Then, all the white feathers turned into rainbows, as thick as a mountain, penetrated through the void and stabbed forward, comparable to the spear of breaking the sky, and were extremely sharp.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

A harsh sound came, and the white feathers emitted a dazzling light, turning into a spear of breaking the sky, all piercing through the eyes, and the soul river was boiling and burning.

The spear formed by each feather carries a vast ocean of soul power, surging and turbulent, just like a sea of ​​stars rising and falling, shocking!

However, all the feathers were blocked by...the coffin board!

The coffin board made of bronze blocks is like a mountain of demons that suppresses the world, blocks everything, covers the world, and resists hundreds of thousands of dazzling flying feathers.

When! When! When! When! When!

The fires splashed, the order broke, the place was in chaos, and space and time collapsed.

"Dad, you're in a bad state!"

The man in the dark light held the coffin board and pressed directly over, stepped forward step by step, rushed into the high ground in front, and looked down at the white crow.

At the tail of the white crow, a special feather shines and swells up, as bright as a phoenix feather, leading to the end of the soul river and towards a certain ultimate place!

At this time, the aura on its body was different, as if it had suddenly increased a lot.

It said with a cold face: "Don't force me to appear in full, you can't imagine the consequences. If the heavens are not stained with blood, I will not return!"

Then, it slowed down again and said, "What the hell are you going to do?"

"What do I want?" The man in the black light fluttered black hair, his whole face was fair, his eyes were extremely sharp, his heroic spirit was forcing people, and his powerful aura soared, and he said: "From the perspective, I want to wipe out you, overturn the old land of the four poles, bury the burial pits of heaven and earth, sort out the ancient cycle of reincarnation before the Emperor's era, and... Forget it, I don't want to say it too far."

In the distance, the white crow was in a daze. Even the creature like this also felt that the man in the black light was crazy. What were you thinking?! You were crazy about losing your heart!

With a sigh, the man in the black light was no longer so strong and a little low, and said, "And now, I just want her to survive!"

He lowered his head and looked at the dim petals that had withered, leaving only a faint fragrance remaining.

What is the future and the general trend? Even the people around you can't defend it, and even a beautiful woman who is trying hard to keep up with her own footsteps. What qualifications do you have to talk about breaking the situation and changing the world?

Thinking of this, the man in the Wuguang was like a mountain and forced him to come forward and said, "I just wanted her to survive. I said that I have said many times. I will give me another hundred pieces of ancestral talisman paper. Will you give it to me?!"

The negotiation...can't continue.

When you meet a madman, you are going to force him to death... The rhythm of the crow, Bai Chou is so angry that he wants to scold people.

However, for some concern, it did not want the ultimate shock in the depths of the soul river. Now it is mainly quiet and wants to stabilize all the restless factors.

It took a deep breath and said, "If you want a person to reincarnate, a piece of talisman paper is enough. What do you want to do so much?"

"The person is gone, the rotten corpse turns into dust, the soul turns into light rain, who can I give it to? How can one piece be enough?" The man in the dark light spoke, his voice was low, and said, "I want more, and use the supreme power remaining in the ancestral talisman paper to recondens her ghost. Perhaps, it can make things happen out of nothing and let her come back!"

Bai Ya's eyes were not good, and the deep eyes were cold. The dead person was gone, and he still had to do whatever he wanted to talk about reincarnation?

No wonder he wanted a hundred pieces of ancestral talisman paper. He wanted to use the supreme power of the legendary person to be born without birth. This is no longer a matter of Tao and creation, and it is indescribable and incomprehensible.

Bai Crow gritted her teeth. This is unrealistic. Even the Soul River cannot provide it. The ancestral talisman paper left by that time has been almost consumed. How many years have passed, how could there be so much?

Even if some unimaginable old guys in the heavens and all walks of life have inventory, they may not be enough for this number together.

Besides, who will take it out?

Bai Ya said: "You have to be clear that we don't have a few pictures in our hands. We were very inconsistent with that person back then and were unwilling to have contact with him. This is obtained from later generations and cannot satisfy you."

"It sounds so nice, I don't deal with it? I don't want to contact it? You are hiding, don't dare to show up!" The man in the dark light ridiculed.

Bai Crow was angry. It was an indescribable period. The Soul River was isolated from the outside due to some factors and fell into crisis. Coupled with the appearance of that person, the Soul River was indeed even quieter.

It said coldly: "We all admit that person's strength is not invincible, but it is not invincible. We cannot fight. We have problems with ourselves. The source of the Soul River changed back then."

Its words were cold and indifferent, and said, "It takes time for anyone to grow up. If the Soul River had not changed back then, you should believe that the strength of the Soul River could not block anyone?"

"But that person has risen, what can you do? Later, I was still touching you, looking for the end of the underworld, and also burning the floating soil of the four poles. If it weren't for the more urgent reasons, I hurriedly left, I guess even your father would have been a dead duck, and the existence behind your clan would have suffocated!"

"You can be arrogant and be arrogant to me, but there are some existences that cannot tolerate you to slander and not to be humiliated. They are invincible. They truly look down on the eternal times and sit down to watch the changes of epochs and epochs. Even if that person comes back, they will not be able to calm down!"

"Just, do you dare to use the special altar in the ultimate Soul River? Use it to burn the Tao, burn the ancestor talisman paper, recite the name of that person, provoke that person, and see if he can come back to Mie, etc."

"The creatures at the Emperor level of Heaven are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he goes against the world and messes up the long river of time, he can't change the real trend. It's not that kind of creature that has never appeared. Before the Emperor's era, hey, it was really gorgeous, but the blood was also very sad and beautiful. All the powerful men... were killed!" Bai Ya said coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll just ask, do you dare to call that person back with your altar!?" said the man in the dark light.

"He has disappeared long ago. Without his news for many years, many people have been looking for him, but they have failed and have long lost contact." Bai Ya said lightly.

"Okay, he has disappeared, no more searches. Do you dare to awaken the return of the Emperor of Heaven who fought here? Fight another battle!" said the man in the dark light.

"You seem to know something?" Bai Ya showed surprise, and was a little afraid and some secrets. I'm afraid even those who survived the warriors knew it.
To be continued...