Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2615: The sun and the moon are in sorrow
Xianguang Wandao, illuminating the universe.
The radiant rays of light cut through the galaxy, shattered all things, opened up the world, and suppressed the invincible ancestor.
The universe has existed for millions of years, and has been on the verge of extinction several times, but at this moment, it is undoubtedly the closest to extinction and the most hopeless one.
The heavens collapsed, the immortals fell, and the situation in the universe at this moment is more dangerous than it was 30,000 years ago!
This is the saddest era. The heavens and the earth are withered, the immortals are shattered, and the seven sage ancestors swallow the world with energy. Who will fight for the battle?
The world roars with grief and anger, but nothing can be changed, only to pray for the darkness to pass and the dawn to be seen.
Boom!
The white-clothed saint ancestor's magic sword shakes the world, smashing the eight wilderness in one step, fierce and invincible, and shatters the heavens.
The handsome man fought with a halberd, and the Ji family's fairy ware turned into a sacred mountain and fell strongly.
Unfortunately, it's hard to stop the power of the magic knife.
The Ji family’s immortal device cracked, the handsome man coughed up blood, and his internal organs were almost broken.
The source of life flower swayed, and the divine light enveloped the handsome man, allowing him to heal from his injuries, and also allowing the Ji family's immortal implement to reappear divine power.
Boom!
The handsome man opened the sky with a halberd, crushing the starry sky, and many dead stars shattered, unable to withstand his invincible pressure.
However, the Saint Ancestor in White can.
The magic knife was so strong and fierce that it cut off the fierce halberd, causing the handsome man to bleed from his seven orifices, and his body was torn apart.
The white-clothed ancestor is powerful and outrageous, even with the help of fairy tools and medicine, the handsome man is not an opponent.
"The last knife will send you on the road." The white-clothed saint ancestor has an incomparable blade, pointing at the handsome man from the distance, the light of the cold world, and the power of the heavens.
The source of life flower swayed, desperately trying to save the handsome man, but he stopped it.
"You've saved ten times, but you can't save me a hundred times. Don't waste your energy." The handsome man coughed up blood, he was seriously injured and dying, his life hanging by a thread.
However, he was laughing.
It was a smile of reluctance, a smile of relief.
"You..."
The source of life flower is eager to speak, and the handsome man is right. In the situation where the strength is very different, even if it can save him a thousand times, it will not change the result.
"Reserve a little energy and help Lingxian, he is the key." The handsome man sighed lightly, looking at the white-clothed ancestor, without fear, only decisiveness.
He knew that he was not the opponent of the Saint Ancestor in White, and the only thing he could do was to die with him.
At the moment, the handsome man has a bright eyebrow, burning the two foundations of immortals and gods, and anchoring the white-clothed ancestor.
"The sun and the moon are in sorrow!"
The white-clothed saint ancestor has changed color. Since he was born, his expression has not changed. Even when the six invincibles are born, he has not been moved.
But at this moment, he is scared.
The sun and the moon are the secret technique created by the last immortal king. In the battle 30,000 years ago, I don’t know how many true immortals sacrificed their lives and died together with their opponents.
"It’s worth living for thirty thousand years."
The handsome man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the moment he closed his eyes, the strongest power exploded, and the white-clothed saint ancestor turned into a blood mist.
At the time of dying, the white-clothed saint ancestor looked up to the sky and roared, and the Tao turned into a chain of gods to fight against the mighty force of the sun and the moon.
However, unable to contend.
The handsome man's combat power is indeed not as good as him, but the realm is equal to him. Unless he is a holy king, it is impossible to fight the sun and the moon.
The body is shattered, the soul is dissipated, the white-clothed ancestor falls, and the handsome man is gone.
"No!"
Ling Xian yelled, unable to accept this cruel result.
The handsome man is one of his few friends. He would rather fight against the three great ancestors on his own than to die with the white ancestor!
The world is also in distress.
Although they have nothing to do with handsome men, everyone who stands up is a hero worthy of admiration. How can the world not be sad?
"The hero shouldn't die, shouldn't die!" A pale old man cried loudly, and the world couldn't help crying.
"Thirty thousand years ago, I deserved to die. I live to this day just for today."
"Able to bring a holy ancestor on the road, this life, no regrets!"
The handsome man laughed loudly. As he died, he glanced at the familiar universe, and then moved his gaze to Ling Xian.
"Don't be sad, I died well, and the universe is in danger. I will leave it to you."
When the voice fell, the handsome man's soul dissipated, leaving only a smile on his face, which was imprinted in the hearts of all creatures.
All beings are in grief, and all souls mourn.
Ling Xian's eyes were red. He expected that someone would die in this battle, but he didn't expect that the first person to die was a handsome man.
If you die well, you will do his no regrets and do his heart.
Thirty thousand years ago, the handsome man threw his head and shed blood, and the foundation of immortality was broken, and he could only fall asleep.
Thirty thousand years later, he abandoned the immortal and became a god, and died with the invincible ancestor. In this life, he has been fighting in the universe, and he will die without regrets!
"No! God, how unfair you are, why do you always die as a hero!"
"A **** battle for a lifetime, in the end, everything will be destroyed. Heroes shouldn't end like this!"
The whole world mourns, all spirits cry in sorrow, but they can't change back to a handsome man.
Ling Xian looked up to the sky and roared, and the six immortal bones were shaking the earth, fighting in blood and fighting for their lives.
He doesn't want anyone to sacrifice anymore. If he can kill the heroic man and the Tsing Yi saint ancestor, he can go to other battlefields!
Unfortunately, the day did not fulfill his wish.
Following the handsome man, the Demon Buddha fell into nothingness, and Hellflower's grimace was unable to return to heaven.
But before dying, she also smashed the soul of the saint ancestor, and without a fairy medicine to rescue him, even if this person was close to the saint king, he would definitely die.
"Wowei Senior!"
Ling Xian was distraught and wanted to save him, but he could only watch and watch Wuwei's body shatter and his soul dissipated.
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The world also wept.
Heroes should not die, but gods do not be beautiful. Heroes give their lives and sacrifice everything, but they can only leave a good name.
And this beautiful name, thousands of years later, no one will remember.
"The war should not be distracted. Your grief will only add to your defeat." The heroic man was ruthless, Tiange broke through the sky, and penetrated Lingxian's left shoulder.
The ancestor of Tsing Yi has a bright eyebrow, and the Tao is transformed into a strong **** chain, piercing Ling Xian's right shoulder.
When Ling Xian lost his mind, the two held him in mid-air, and Tian Ge, the **** chain, released his strong might, making his face twisted and desperate for life.
The world exclaimed that the universe has lost two heroes, and they don't want to lose the third.
The Eight Immortals are crazy, Xiao Zi runs wild, but can't save him.
Little Ziben was at a disadvantage and wanted to save Lingxian, which was undoubtedly an idiot dream.
Although the Eight Immortals are pressing the purple-clothed ancestors, their souls are scattered and they are unable to save each other.
Heaven's heart is also helpless.
"Cough, cough, cough, I don't think I will die." Ling Xian coughed up blood, his internal organs were shattered, and even his soul was torn apart.
But, he was not at all afraid, some were just killing intent.
If the ancestors do not come out, the handsome man and Wuwei will not die. He wants the seven great ancestors to pay for this debt!
"I admire courageous people, and hate stupid people."
"You are the former and you are the latter."
The heroic man has a cold expression, and the sky is shining, destroying Lingxian's internal organs, meridians and bones.
The ancestor of Tsing Yi also used the Taoist God Chain to destroy Lingxian's eight channels of strange meridians.
"There is one sentence you said wrong, grief will not add to my death, it will only bring me strength and send you the power to go on the road."
Ling Xian's body shone immeasurably, shaking back Tian Ge, breaking the chain of God.
The mighty power of the strongest broke the world, as strong as a heroic man, and was moved.