Chapter 2998 Causality Has Its Own Reincarnation

Chapter 2998 karma has its own reincarnation

boom!

In the dark, there seems to be a rumbling, the source cannot be found, and only the emperor can vaguely hear it.

You don't need to look at it, you know that the tenth peak emperor exploded in Ji Ningshuang's dream and wanted to bury the heavens with him, but unfortunately, he did not hurt half of the heavenly beings.

puff!

When Ji Ningshuang came out of the dream, she didn't stand firm and almost fell to Cang Miao. The heavens and people were not hurt, but they hurt her, and she resisted and blew herself up in the dream.

"Ye Chen."

Her call was hoarse, stumbled all the way, and ran towards a starry sky.

In this battle, she slaughtered half of the ten peak emperors. When she was still the last emperor, she suffered a peak self-destruction. Before and after, she was injured enough. It should be the only one among the great emperors of all dynasties who was injured on the day of preaching. Such a miserable emperor.

However, her record is enough to disdain the ages.

After all, she is only a junior emperor, and she has not yet been able to fully integrate.

In the blood-colored starry sky, she found her husband, but she couldn't take a step, collapsed to the ground, and hugged Ye Chen.

Tears flooded her cheeks.

Ye Chen has white hair, no brilliance, no vitality in his body, old like ashes, the kind that may shatter with a little force, sacrificed the primordial spirit and sacrificed 50,000 years of life, no matter which one, It's enough for his soul to return to the nine days.

If you don't leave a way for yourself, there will be no way back.

"Yes... sorry."

Ye Chen was snuggling in Ji Ningshuang's arms, his voice was hoarse, and the tone was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

The unparalleled God of War, with his last breath, was about to say these three words to his wife.

Just like the previous life in front of the Dan City 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 burst into tears,

The divine power of Emperor Dao and the origin of Emperor Dao are all madly poured into Ye Chen's body, trying to rekindle his primordial fire.

She has lost her child and does not want to lose her husband again.

However, although the emperor is supreme, he is not omnipotent. No matter how she exerts her power, no matter how she mobilizes her source, she will not be able to ignite the primordial fire, not only can it not ignite, but also smash Ye Chen's old body into pieces.

Today, he is too old and too fragile. No matter how gentle the origin of Emperor Dao is, he can't bear it.

"Light up, light up for me."

Ji Ningshuang groaned in a low voice, still working frantically, just like when Ye Chen rescued Ye Fan before, no matter what the cost, as long as he could live, he was willing to give everything.

"Don't waste your time."

Ye Chen smiled tiredly, blood was still gushing from his mouth, and the last trace of light in his eyes was completely annihilated. Although he wanted to raise his hand and wipe the tears from his wife's cheeks, he was powerless.

"Please, don't leave me."

"If the fate of the next life is not over, I would rather lose the common people... than the Qing."

Ye Chen's words were hoarse and vicissitudes of life, gradually weakened, and the eyes that had lost their light slowly closed, the old body, inch by inch, disappeared, even the tears flowing from the corners of the eyes, the tears flowing from the mouth The blood turned into ashes, leaving only the warm words, embellishing the love that was full of sorrow and tears.

"No...no no..."

Ji Ningshuang went crazy and wanted to reshape his body, but what he caught was only a wisp of fly ash.

Her Ye Chen was buried.

The god of war of the heavens is buried.

what....!

The Empress's groaning shook the Three Realms.

At that moment, her hair also turned white.

A scene in history is always strikingly similar.

In the last reincarnation, she was the one who fought for the demons, protected him, and died in battle.

In this reincarnation, he fought the Nine Emperors alone, protected her to prove the Way, and killed himself to the point of destruction.

One past life, one present life.

She fell into his arms,

He also died in her arms.

"If there is an afterlife, may you wish me a lifetime of love."

"If the fate of the next life is not over, I would rather lose the common people... than the Qing."

Cause and effect, there is reincarnation.

The question of her previous life, this life, finally got the answer.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Congratulations to the Holy Communion."

The hissing sound of the heavens is pathetic. No matter the elder or the younger, whether it is human beings or cultivators, all living beings, at the same moment, knelt down on one knee to see off the unparalleled god of war. There was a glimmer of hope; it was he who, with blood and bones, ignited that ray of light for the common people.

The Holy Body line, the staunch line.

He is respectable.

His name, his story, and his legend will be passed down from generation to generation, and will be engraved into an immortal myth by the common people.

Why!

The Tianming and Ming emperors sighed, tears and sorrow in their eyes.

The supreme love, Xu Shi was really envied by God.

Dihuang and Yueshang are like this.

The same goes for Ye Chen and Yaochi.

A preaching, a funeral.

If you say goodbye, you will never say goodbye.

"Ye Chen."

The cry of crying resounds in the ethereal.

That was Ruoxi, or rather, Chu Xuan and Chu Ling in her body, Ye Chen who wanted to hug them too.

Unfortunately, they couldn't do it. The more tears flowed, the more unstable Ruoxi's breath became.

The combination of the four is Ruoxi's dominant consciousness. Their emotions are always interfering with Ruoxi and Wuxi, and they may also lead to separation.

For a moment, Ruoxi's eyes flashed with fairy light, and the tears were extinguished.

She is not ruthless.

No tears, not ruthless, really wanted to help Chu Xuan and Chu Ling turn around, and wanted to help them send Ye Chen off, but once they turned around, they would be separated.

The common people still need them who fit together, they need them to stabilize the heavens and the earth and hide the position of the human world.

This is their mission and their destiny.

With the starry wind, Xianxia, ​​which was trapping Mu Ruoxi, dissipated in strands, and annihilated in strands.

She finally fell into nothingness. During the fall, she was divided into four people, all of whom were sleeping and all had white hair.

"Send her to Da Chu."

This is without tears, before falling asleep, a faint sense of consciousness came out.

Without her saying it, someone did it.

The daughter of Emperor Wangchuan sacrificed Yun Tuan and took three people away. Ruoxi needs to stay in Da Chu in order to quell the universe.

"Win, the heavens have won."

The people who were still alive stepped on the mountain of corpses and cried while shaking. Looking at the blood-colored world, the light was reflected again.

But the price of this light is tragic.

In this battle, the heavens have killed countless people, Ye Chen, the emperor, the god general, Yama, Jianxiu, the saint, the emperor, the emperor... The peak combat power of the heavens is more than 90%, All died.

Looking around, no matter how hard it is to see a standing quasi emperor, it is hard to see a complete starry sky.

There are mountains of corpses everywhere.

There are rivers of blood flowing everywhere.

The bloody battlefield was filled with broken battle flags, and countless heroic souls were buried.

"child."

"Father, mother."

"Ancestor."

Howling and crying resounded throughout the human world.

It was a trail of blood-colored figures, hugging their relatives and calling hysterically.

There are too many forces, sects, and races, all of which have been wiped out. Maybe no one will cry for them, but the living people and the generations of the heavens will remember them. A bloody Great Wall.

Why!

The Tianming and Ming emperors sighed again, their backs hunched.

How many vicissitudes of life, they have seen many misfortunes, and they have seen many emperors, but when they came out of the emperor, it was the first time that it was so tragic.

If there is no such thing as a lore that spans time and space, if Ye Chen was a great success in that year, how could the war in the human world be so miserable.

Bloody starry sky.

The Empress of Donghuang was disheveled, holding Ye Chen's bloody clothes in one hand, and Ye Fan's armor in the other, as if she lost her soul, she stumbled away.

On this day, she finally became an emperor, but she lost her two closest people, a husband and a child.

So what if they prove the Tao, they can't come back.