Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients From the Get-Go

Chapter 1571: An Ice Coffin Buries Wu Zhong, the Immortal Lord of Samsara Takes Action, I Have to Protect You

The words of Emperor Wuzhong were filled with endless affection and attachment.

His hazy figure turned into light raindrops, falling into the ice coffin, and he was indistinguishable from the Queen Mother of the West.

Then, the ice coffin took the initiative to break through the air and disappeared into the depths of the boundless universe.

I couldn't accompany you through thousands of mountains and rivers during my lifetime.

I will be buried with you in the eternal starry sky after death.

An ice coffin buried Wuzhong and the Queen Mother of the West.

It also made their love an eternal myth, drifting in the endless universe and being praised for eternity.

At this moment, the world was silent and all living beings were speechless.

Only countless tears were falling.

Jiang Shengyi, Jiang Luoli, many women, many men, could not stop the tears in their eyes.

The love legend of Emperor Wuzhong and the Queen Mother of the West finally came to an end at this moment.

Buried in an ice coffin together, drifting for eternity.

Perhaps, this is also another form of perfection.

"Emperor, you are too tired, please go with peace of mind..."

"Farewell, Emperor Wuzhong!"

At this moment, countless creatures in the nine fairy realms, either kneeled, bent their knees, or bowed their hands, to bid farewell to Emperor Wuzhong.

He has given everything for the fairy realm.

Now he finally got what he wanted and stayed with his beloved forever.

Jiang Shengyi's face was full of tears.

I don't know if she cried because of the ending of the Queen Mother of the West.

Or because of her own ending.

"Xiaoyao..."

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, Jiang Shengyi's tears were hazy and full of love.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't cry at this moment.

It's not because he has an indifferent personality and no emotions.

But because he has no right to be sad and no room to cry now.

Although Emperor Wuzhong was buried in the ice coffin with the Queen Mother of the West.

But the Wuzhong bell covered with cracks fell into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

Inside, came the voice that Emperor Wuzhong had kept long ago.

"I can finally rest and go with her. From now on, it's up to you."

"In addition, there are hidden dangers in the world of the sea of ​​boundaries. I have recorded some information in the Endless Bell. I'll leave it to you."

"There is reincarnation in the world, but I don't want you to continue my reincarnation. You... have to break this reincarnation!"

Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao was silent.

He had no right to be sad, and no room for melancholy.

And more importantly...

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Chengxian Gate!

Boom!

Before the spirits of the fairyland could be relieved from the sadness of the death of the Emperor Wuzhong.

A shock came from the Chengxian Gate.

Soon, in the eyes of everyone.

Endless scarlet blood mist gushed out from the Chengxian Gate.

The figure of the Lord of the Last World emerged from it.

He actually came out alive from the Chengxian Gate!

"The Lord of the Last World is still alive!"

Many fairyland cultivators felt like they were falling into an ice cave, and their hearts completely sank to the bottom of the valley.

Of course, they would not blame the Emperor Wuzhong for not solving the problem of the Lord of the Last World.

After all, the Emperor Wuzhong was fighting with his life burning.

And the Lord of the Last World was too powerful.

However, the sacrifice of the Emperor Wuzhong was definitely not in vain.

Because at this moment, the Lord of the Last World's black robe was torn, his breath was disordered, and he was injured.

And it can be clearly felt that the Lord of the Last World's breath has dropped a lot.

Obviously, a lot of accumulated energy has been consumed.

"Damn it, Emperor Wuzhong, you are really a lunatic!"

"How could there be an alien like you in my script of destroying the world!"

The Lord of the Last World was rarely a little angry.

But it can be understood.

After all, he spent many years and epochs, absorbing the power of the turmoil of the world, to recover to this point.

As a result, the Emperor Wuzhong caused him to suffer trauma again.

Although he was not severely injured to the extent of being sealed again.

But he also paid a price and his strength was reduced a lot.

"But fortunately, he is too stupid."

"If he continues to practice in hibernation, he might really be the second Emperor Huang, no..."

"At his peak, he was no weaker than Emperor Huang." The Lord of the End of the World said to himself.

Hearing this, many creatures showed anger on their faces.

Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes were shining with unprecedented coldness.

"What do you know? Do you really think that Senior Wuzhong doesn't know how to practice in hibernation?"

"It's just that he has long been determined to die. Of course, I don't expect you to understand human emotions with your thinking."

"Hehe, you are a sharp-tongued little guy, but don't you understand the situation?"

"Without Emperor Donghua, without Emperor Wuzhong..."

"Just relying on the few of you, you can only fight with the remaining body of the Dharma body, and you dare to speak nonsense in front of me?"

The corner of the Lord of the End of the World raised a cold smile.

"It just so happens that I am a little angry now, so I will vent it on you."

The Lord of the End of the World stretched out a finger and pointed at Jun Xiaoyao and others.

This finger was a sign of contempt.

It represented that even if the Wuzhong Emperor hurt him.

With his current strength, he was able to kill Jun Xiaoyao and others with one finger.

The Lord of the End of the World pointed his finger, like a divine pillar tens of thousands of feet high pressing down, crushing the sky and piercing a huge hole.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath, and he was ready to integrate the black blood of heaven into the body of the gods.

At the same time, he was ready to activate the immortal method, the small destiny technique.

Although the small destiny technique would greatly consume his lifespan and luck.

It is the last trump card that cannot be used as a last resort.

But now, it is obviously the most dangerous situation.

If you lose your life, what is the use of life and luck.

And just when Jun Xiaoyao was ready to use all his trump cards.

Suddenly, a terrifying reincarnation vortex emerged and blocked a giant finger of the Lord of the End.

Then a beautiful figure blocked Jun Xiaoyao.

That was a figure that no one expected.

The Lord of Reincarnation!

Everyone was stunned.

Whether it was the Nine Heavens or the Immortal Realm.

Especially the Emperor of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation, he was stunned and couldn't imagine it, his mind was blank.

"Lord of Reincarnation, what are you doing!?"

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit Ancestor and others also shouted.

The Lord of Reincarnation, like them, was the main priest in the past, participated in the turmoil, and sacrificed the souls of the Immortal Realm.

And he also had a feud with the Emperor Wuzhong.

But now, how can she help the Immortal Realm camp and block Jun Xiaoyao?

"Could it be..."

The eyes of the Changsheng Emperor narrowed, and he thought of something.

On this side, Jun Xiaoyao was also a little surprised to see the Immortal Lord of Samsara standing in front of him.

He really didn't expect it.

Jun Xiaoyao tentatively said: "Xiao Qianxue?"

At this time, the Immortal Lord of Samsara turned her head, and her long hair, as bright as the Milky Way, brushed Jun Xiaoyao's face.

Her beautiful and unparalleled cold face was cold.

"What do you call me?"

"Uh...?" Jun Xiaoyao was speechless for a moment.

He thought that it was Xiao Qianxue who took control of the Immortal Lord of Samsara.

Isn't that the case?

"Huh, I didn't expect that the Tao Fruit of this Immortal Lord would recognize you as the master."

"But fortunately, Wuzhong is finally dead, and this palace's inner demon obsession is gone."

"I made a deal with Tao Guo, now..."

"I have to protect you!"

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