Chapter 842 The Hero Is Late

puff!

Blood splashed, but King Falun's eyebrows were pierced on the spot, and then he was hit by Xuanhuang's palm and flew out. The bloody body drew a blood-colored arc above the virtual sky and fell on the thunderbolt. In the raging sea of ​​thunder.

I don't know how long it took before King Falun staggered up and staggered. He almost fell several times.

At this moment, everyone was silent, looking at him quietly, the unparalleled king, his back now is so bleak and desolate.

He was defeated, completely defeated. First launch https:// https://

He lost the bet, tragically and tragically.

For some reason, seeing the current King Falun, everyone on the battlefield, whether it was Gu Santong or Cheng Kun, felt a heavy sadness in their hearts.

Aeons ago, that back was also a high-spirited figure, and he was also engulfing mountains and rivers. His black hair should be pitch black like waterfalls, not the current silver strands, and his face should be sharp and angular, not the current folds and wrinkles. The figure should be tall and straight, not bleak and lonely now, his eyes should be as vast as the stars, not the turbidity now, his...

He is still the king, the Falun King whose power covers the world.

It's just that the hero is twilight, the vicissitudes of the years, he is old.

boom! boom! boom!

The reunion of the nine emperors, a neat row, has slowly walked towards him, they are emperors, unparalleled emperors, he used to have the world in mind, but at this moment there is no pity, the law of Tao, can not allow outsiders to appear in Lei In the sea, once it appears, no matter who it is, it will be destroyed.

"Fa...Pharaoh, quit Leihai." After the silence, Cheng Kun and Yin Zhou below were roaring frantically.

This battle has not yet been decided. They need King Falun and the army of Yin Ming. If King Falun insists on fighting the Nine Emperors forever, then they will lose no suspense in this war. They don't want to die yet.

However, King Falun did not hear the call of Cheng Kun and Yin Zhou.

Thunder was raging, but it couldn't stop the wet corners of his eyes.

Crying, the unparalleled Falun King Lun cried, his turbid old eyes were hazy with blood and tears.

"When I conquer the whole world, I will come to marry you."

"I don't want the world, it's fine to be indifferent."

When he was dying, King Falun seemed to hear such a voice in his ears. In his hazy sight, there was an ordinary woman standing under the peach blossom tree, staring on tiptoe, waiting for his return. At that time, he, She is not the king of the world, but has the mind of the world. At that time, she did not have a peerless face, but had a tenderness like water.

"Fu'er, I lost, your candle... lost." King Falun laughed, his laughter was vicissitudes of life, his voice was hoarse, and his tired, old face was full of blood and tears.

Such words make people feel heavy.

Even though he is an undead mortal enemy, the people of the Quartet coalition forces on the battlefield still sighed secretly. After the vicissitudes of the years, the unparalleled king, between his life and death, still thinks of the beauty of the world.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Or it can be said that his unwillingness should be a promise to take the world to marry her and make her the most honorable imperial concubine.

It's just that, in the vicissitudes of life, the promises of the year have turned into memories riddled with holes.

Where to look, they have missed thousands of reincarnations, and it has been tens of thousands of years in the blink of an eye.

what....!

In the midst of thousands of sorrows, the roar shook the world.

In the sea of ​​thunder, King Falun took a staggering pace, and once again rushed to the Nine Emperors of Great Chu, the unparalleled king, even if he wanted to die, he would die on the way to charge.

hum! hum! hum!

The Tai A sword rang, the Emperor Yan's stele exploded with shocking coercion, the Moon Emperor's demon-fighting umbrella was spinning, the Eastern Emperor's bell was very long, the celestial burial copper furnace was shining brightly, and the Yuanhong sword was cut out. The unparalleled sword glow.......

The thunder sea and thunder raged, but it was still covered by the attack of the Nine Emperors.

boom! boom! Boom!

The roar of the sky, mixed with the sound of thunder, shook the world.

Why!

At this moment, too many people sighed, and the Falun King, who penetrated the sky and the earth, finally fell.

I don't know when, the roar was annihilated, the sea of ​​thunder more than doubled, and the figure of the nine emperors slowly dissipated.

After that, the unyielding figure, the unsurpassed Falun King, completely turned into the past. The thunder that filled the sky, buried his body, and buried his devastated unwillingness and love.

boom!

Soon, the dead general Guanglongcai on the battlefield exploded and turned into fly ash.

After him, the entire battlefield seemed to set off a chain reaction. Yuji, the originator of Hengyue, and Yunqiu, the originator of Qingyun, exploded one after another, and then the three ancestors turned their ancestors into flying ashes. Will, in the blood wind whistling, turned into smoke.

Seeing this, the last glimmer of hope held by Cheng Kun and others was also annihilated. Those who were still stubbornly resisting from the Zhengyang Sect collapsed to the ground with pale faces. King Falun died in battle and the army of Yinming was destroyed. They were powerless. Back to heaven.

kill!

Immediately, the Quartet coalition forces surrounded and killed from all directions like four oceans, and the Zhengyang Sect army was submerged in pieces.

At this point in the war, there is no suspense anymore. The Zhengyang Sect was already at a disadvantage. Now that King Falun was killed in the battle and the Yinming army was destroyed, their strength was less than one-tenth of the allied forces of the Quartet.

A war without suspense will naturally have no suspense at the end.

As Cheng Kun and others were imprisoned one after another, the battle really came to an end.

Overlooking the virtual sky, the land with a radius of 100 miles was dyed blood red, the blood pooled into streams, the bones piled up into mountains, and there were blood-colored lakes everywhere, and blood-colored clouds covered the sky and the earth.

Of course, it's not over yet.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xutian, because Ye Chen in the sea of ​​thunder was still fighting against the Nine Emperors of Great Chu.

At this time, he has disappeared from the human form. Rao is the terrifying resilience of the ancient sacred body, and he can't hold back the continuous appearance of scars on his body.

King Falun had all died in battle, so why could he still persist now?

For this, it was because King Falun was stronger than Ye Chen, so the Nine Emperors of Great Chu he faced were naturally much stronger than Ye Chen's.

However, one thing can be proved from one point, that is, compared with Ye Chen and Falun King in the same realm, Falun King is not as good as Ye Chen's, and Ye Chen can persist until now and not die, which is the best prove.

But this was the case, Ye Chen was still unable to turn over after being beaten.

However, he was much quieter than expected, or the silence was a bit scary, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"My heart is very sad?" In the sea of ​​​​God, Taixu Gu Long let out a leisurely voice.

"Yes." Ye Chen opened his mouth, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and in his firm eyes, there was a flash of light.

"Who would have thought that the half-dead Sacred Body, which was beaten up, was still saddened by the death of his great enemy." Taixu Gulong smiled somewhat inexplicably.

"The enemy is the enemy, but I do respect him."

"He is the unparalleled king, he deserves this honor, but are you really sad for him? No, no, it's not him that you are sad, but this long journey to heaven, this road is sad, The people on this road are ridiculous, even the supreme king, even the great emperor who has shaken the past and the present, has his story, but the story is not for people to listen to, but to let you know that when you When living like a dog, you can shed two lines of sad tears like a human being."

"Is this what you, who used to be the supreme, gave the younger generation?" Ye Chen's voice became flat.

"You can think so." Taixu Gulong lay lazily in Ye Chen's Divine Sea, "When you truly reach the peak of this world and have a long life, you will find that the so-called invincible in the world is the so-called universal All are silent. When the Supreme is carrying the highest glory, he also carries the loneliness that the vicissitudes of the years have given him. He has to watch his relatives, lovers, and friends grow old in front of him, and there is nothing he can do. When you reach the end of life , poor him, not even a familiar face to see him off, it's not funny."

Ye Chen was silent, but his mood became more and more sad. Isn't he himself in Taixu Gulong's words?

The former Supreme Being in the world has personally experienced everything he said. As a younger generation, he feels unprecedented fear and hesitation. Even the Great Emperor is sad. Is this road not the end until death?