Countless strong men were shocked by this shocking aura. This aura had surpassed the aura of the Saint Emperor, an absolute strong man! Such strong men have never appeared in the Tianluo Continent for nearly ten thousand years!

"What do you want to do? Seal me in the void? I'll go, it's better to make friends."

Yang Qiuyu plucked up the courage to speak, and after saying that, he touched his body, but there was nothing. He touched the back of his head speechlessly and replied cutely: "Hehe, it seems that he didn't carry a green arrow."

The creature did not speak, and could not see any fluctuations in her eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and walked towards Yang Qiuyu step by step.

"Don't come over! Help, rape!" Yang Qiuyu retreated and was about to escape, but found that he was imprisoned.

The gravity emitted by the space gate seemed very strong, and he couldn't walk at all, and he might not even be as fast as the speed of the cow.

"What a powerful spiritual energy, I haven't felt it for thousands of years." Above the Nine Heavens, the powerful dragon clan's blood-leaving looked into the distance. He had clearly felt a powerful aura spreading, which was a heart-shaking force.

The mysterious creature's expressions were as quiet as water. Then she turned to look at the young man with his hands behind his back and standing sideways on the scales of the dragon claws. The twelve figures were extremely ordinary, and they looked calm and could not make any waves, as if nothing could move them in this world.

Because they are the strongest twelve dynasties in prosperous times.

There is a legend that has been circulating in the prosperous dynasty that is called the Twelve Viagrass in the World. It is not that they are truly invincible, but that their cooperation is perfect. It has never been replaced in a thousand years. I also heard that the two of the strongest of the twelve people, the joint artifacts, are stronger than the Saint Emperor.

They are the killers who have been trained for thousands of years. The unexpected sword technique makes people unable to defend themselves. As long as the twelve Viagra is selected by these twelve Viagras will die in seconds. Each of them has a strange sword with different functions and is a peerless strongman.

They used to be endless glory, but they still have glory now, but they rarely take action. The solemn aura slowly passes away in the ruthless, silent but never-ending flow of time. They are here, either enjoying the last good times or immersing in the memories of the past.

Without them and the Holy Emperor, the prosperous dynasty will not exist because the aliens and undeads on the frontier are too powerful.

Who dares to enter the Holy Imperial Palace with them?

The twelve people who looked only in their twenties and thirties had a quiet and light look in their eyes, and they didn't know how to fear death, nor how to write death, because they were also ruthless and unrighteous, with only endless killings.

The twenty-four shadows united together are not as good as any of them, and their mission has never failed.

As long as more than a hundred monks die, they will take action. No matter what relationship you have with the dynasty, they will be the target of their killing.

The supreme creatures coming out of the valley did not cause death, but the aura they emitted made them crawl on the ground.

However, Yang Qiuyu and the Fire Elf could not feel it at all.

The officials of the Kui Ling Dynasty and other powerful people were able to barely surrender by using their mindfulness to resist, but they were suppressed so that they could only walk, which was no different from ordinary people.

"What are you doing? The new Holy Emperor is not going to get on!" The man holding the golden bell said unable to bear it.

"Go to your sister, come and try it. I can't move if I didn't see it." Yang Qiuyu replied with a helpless smile.

She stopped without saying anything, holding a long sword in her hand, wearing a golden dress, looking extremely noble, with three thousand black hair hanging down and raising in the wind. Her posture was truly gorgeous! Three thousand lotus flowers appeared beside her, with glass-like eyes.

Trying to hold a long sword in hand and directly penetrate Yang Qiuyu's heart.

"Bang!"

A red order force directly resisted.

It is the red gas in Yang Qiuyu's body. It is this gas that Long Ya cannot modify Yang Qiuyu's physique, otherwise he can directly transform into an immortal.

There was a trace of confusion in the creature's eyes, and her black long sword was invisibly broken, and then turned into air.

"this…"

The creature finally spoke, his voice trembled slightly, but it was very pleasant, but Yang Qiuyu felt that his voice was very familiar, which made him feel dazed.

"Ester, do you know who he is?" Yang Qiuyu asked the contract elf in his heart.

"Master, Ester doesn't know who she is, but..." Wen Wan heard it beautifully.

"But what?" Yang Qiuyu asked.

"Nothing, master." Ester didn't say anything.

Yang Qiuyu didn't ask much, and looked up at this mysterious creature with an unpredictable origin.

His eyes were like water, but with the coldness of conversation, he seemed to be able to see through everything, his fingers were slender, his skin was as white as cream, and his snow-white colored, which seemed to be able to twist out water. A pair of red elf eyes quietly stared at Yang Qiuyu.

"Three thousand dusts have settled, the world of dreams and worlds are like the world, and once the world is destroyed and the world is so sad, why do you directly turn into him?"

A gentle and touching voice came from the mouths of the mysterious creatures. Although it was peaceful, it felt a sense of sadness.

Yang Qiuyu didn't say anything. He looked quietly. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Is it fate? Or is it time flowing?" Ester sighed.

"It's not the whole world that's wrong, but you!" She gently picked the silver strings with her jade hands, and plucked the guqin with her hands. The sound was beautiful and rhythmic, like the sound of nature. After a long time, after the playing of this song, she slowly stood up.

Lotus around them are flying all over the sky, dancing in the air, flowing against the river... turning into a pink river and flowing towards the sky.

"Are you going to go down?...I wake up, I'm leaving too." A warm voice came, but it was filled with sorrow and complaint.

The plot changed so quickly that Yang Qiuyu was stunned. He didn't know who the girl in front of him was, but he felt reluctant, and his heart ached inexplicably.

"Who are you?"

Yang Qiuyu suddenly said, he didn't understand why the other party said such words, and he was puzzled.

"The dust has settled for three thousand years, and a thought of not loving Wei Xin in the world, time will make people know everything, but fate will never change."

"I don't understand what you mean?" Yang Qiuyu didn't understand why the other party said that he knew everything.

Lotus emerged from all around her, like pink lights of reincarnation. She said in a Zen voice: "I have been waiting for you for billions of years... It's time to go back. You are not you, and he is not him."

While she gently stroked the strings in her hands, she opened her lips and sang: She peeled off the wall and beat the setting sun

The necklaces are ringing, the clothes are raised, and the sleeves are fragrant

The yellow sand is confused and engraved with despair for thousands of years

The cycle of reincarnation is vast, the fate is vast, unforgettable...

The memories of Loulan Desert City are withered and yellow, swords, slashes, thorns, burning, and fire.

The vast sea of ​​camel bells swept away hope and pointed to the other side of the night.

Who is in the distance? The sound of the pipa is heard.

One string is hurt, one string is hated, melancholy...

How many glorious things are written in the temple

The stone wall is cool, the wind is roaring, wandering...

Loneliness permeates the purple road and the red dust

The blood mist pierces the sorrow in the evening, and the tea blossoms are like the rippling red.

The magnificent painting will fade, turning into a moonlight

Wandering in my dream, the lonely soul wandered yesterday.

The trial stage, who sings, the past...

Flying on the peeling walls, smashing the setting sun

Falling flowers, flying with shadows

Yellow sand is confused and engraved with despair for thousands of years

Life is sad, divided into yin and yang, hurry

The broken geese call farewell and the clouds are long and the clouds are full of life and death in the ruins.

The eternal legend ended silently, and the silver snow floated in the valleys...

How many glory has been written by the sacrifices in the temple...

Loneliness permeates the purple road and the red dust

The underworld flows, the blue sky falls, the fate is sorrowful...

Passing through vicissitudes, past death, fate...

Tears are frozen, tears are frozen, frost, fate is buried...

The moon forever, forget the world, and remember the fate...

A group of monks watched in obscurity, shocked: "Can't that supreme person know that young man, right?"

"Yang Qiuyu..." Yang Siying, who was ten thousand meters away, said in a confused manner with her eyes in her mouth.

"Who are you!"

Yang Qiuyu heard her singing and playing sad songs, and couldn't help but hug her head and cry. He knelt down, his arms kept bleeding, and his whole body seemed to be very boiling.

"Promise me, look back..." A gentle and beautiful voice continued to come... As he spoke, the whole sky completely changed color and black, with almost no light, as if the world was coming.

"boom!"

Dozens of purple lightning bolts appeared above the valley, rolling in the clouds, and the lightning emitted purple light almost illuminating the entire capital. Everyone fled in panic. Dozens of thunder tribulation slashed directly on the girl's body, and a huge blood cave appeared on the girl's body.

There were corpses and valleys in the valley, and countless ferocious beasts were destroyed by the sudden thunder tribulation into fragments of corpses. I don’t know how many people it has affected.

Fortunately, not many people came to watch it, and all the ferocious birds and beasts in the valley died.

Yang Qiuyu only felt his whole body numb and vomited a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, the golden gas given by Long Yi in his body was running wildly, and he actually absorbed the power of the thunder tribulation for him. However, despite this, the power of lightning also made him frightened. He was only endured a thunder. If it were two, three, and ten, but despite this, his whole body was charred by lightning.

"The biggest thing in this world is this. A flower moon, a sorrow, even if you turn your destiny, you can't turn the world."
To be continued...