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The first thousand and fifty-six chapters of the emperor's mourning

To fight ten thousand, this is Emperor Xuanyuan, and this is the pride of the human race. From the beginning to the end, no matter how terrible the opponent's attack was, no matter how many people joined forces, Emperor Xuanyuan never took a step back.

Chen Pan even knew that the space channel that seemed to be used to escape was actually a dead end. On the other end, it was connected to the chaos zone in the endless universe. If he had not had the orderly golden needle that greatly weakened the power of chaos, even if he was intact, he would probably have been caught off guard and was in a very embarrassed or even died.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why the old man with dark aura looked like that when he saw Emperor Xuanyuan, and finally understood why when Huangfu Xuanbo called him a coward, he was so excited, and even more understood why the old man called Emperor Xuanyuan by monsters.

A person who made tens of thousands of supremes come back and didn't even dare to stay on the battlefield for a while, and an existence who made the Hunyuan King not qualified to act as cannon fodder. Such a person is not a monster, so what?

The saints who thought that Emperor Xuanyuan could solve the enemy alone did not have to take it too seriously on their side, and were shocked in their hearts at this moment.

Legends are legends after all. After all, they have never seen them with their own eyes. Who knows how strong the other party is?

Once upon a time, this idea made them feel that Emperor Xuanyuan was mythological and not very strong.

Today, this idea made them understand that the legendary existence was stronger than him after the myth.

In the picture, two treasures killed everyone and returned to Emperor Xuanyuan.

Emperor Xuanyuan did not take back the two treasures, but bowed deeply to the Nine-Legged Whip.

"Thank you for helping me all the time, and never gave up on me no matter what enemies you face."

The nine-section whip shook without much reaction.

Emperor Xuanyuan held the Human Emperor's Sword in his hand and gently stroked it on his body: "Old brother, I don't know what the future will be, but I may have to ask you to continue to protect me!"

The Human Emperor's sword was full of silence. It already knew what the master was going to do and was extremely reluctant to leave.

"Thank you!" Emperor Xuanyuan didn't say anything more, grabbed two magic weapons and threw them hard into the distance. A flash of light, and the two magic weapons cut through the void and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Pan knew that one of the two magic weapons was sent back to the Ji family in the ancient continent, and the other fell into the Dragon Territory Sea.

The vision of the space battlefield has been restored, and the boundless corpses are either swallowed by the abyss, or turned into ashes in those terrible energy. The whole world is clean and sound, and it is impossible to tell that it has experienced a war that has almost destroyed the world before.

Emperor Xuanyuan took a deep breath, the flames on his body burned more vigorously and the aura was even more terrifying.

"Break the time and space!" With a loud roar, I waved my palms and countless space Taoist patterns surged out, which further led the space Taoist patterns that already existed in this battlefield rushed towards the countless space channels.

This is a supreme secret space technique. Only by practicing the Taoist pattern of the space can it be used. Under normal circumstances, even Emperor Xuanyuan cannot use it. At this time, he will be able to sublimate and be about to pass away, and he can barely use it.

After this lasted for a long time, all the space channels finally disappeared and were sealed. Emperor Xuanyuan's aura also became extremely weak, making people feel dying and about to die.

What a terrifying energy does it take to seal so many space channels? In addition, after experiencing the previous battle, Emperor Xuanyuan had reached the last moment of his life.

Standing tall and looking into the distance, your eyes as deep as the starry sky, full of countless deep affections.

"Xiuqing. I'm sorry, I'll let you down after all. Even so, you may still be reluctant to blame me! In fact, how could I bear to give up on you! If there were no Ting Xiuqing, how could Ji Xuanyuan come to you!"

Ting Xiuqing, the woman who gave everything for love, was amazing and charming. No man in the world could catch her eyes. As Emperor Xuanyuan said, even if he failed her for all living beings, when he sensed the moment Emperor Xuanyuan died, perhaps she had no other thoughts except regret.

I regret not going to the battlefield with Emperor Xuanyuan, and regretting that I let him die alone in a foreign land. Even if I were determined to find the body of the emperor, it was just that the emperor's death that caused her to fall into her realm and she could not enter the chaos zone at all.

I was full of death thoughts in my heart, but I still insisted on doing the rest for Emperor Xuanyuan, and finally I became enlightened by myself.

If there was no Ting Xiuqing, how could Ji Xuanyuan come from? Except for Emperor Xuanyuan himself, no one could understand how much this woman had influenced him.

"Qiuqiu, I'm sorry, this time, I lied to you!"

Others don’t understand, but Chen Pan knows it. This deception has been defrauded for millions of years and made Qiuqiu wait for millions of years. If it weren’t for the war today that exuded the aura of the Human Emperor’s Sword, the monkey might have continued to wait.

"Chir!" Qiuqiu let out a sad cry, heartbroken.

The sound, like a terrible mental attack, swept across the entire battlefield, and then caused infinite sadness in everyone's hearts.

Tears fell like a waterfall, either crying loudly or sobbing in a low voice, which was uncontrollable.

The Human Emperor Sword flew out of Ji Xuanyi's hand and flew towards Qiuqiu.

When he saw this weapon that shared life and death with Emperor Xuanyuan, Qiuqiu did not improve at all, but was furious.

He directly slapped the Human Emperor's Sword to the ground with one claw, then jumped down, trampled hard on the Human Emperor's Sword, and kept whipping.

It was angry and blamed the Emperor's Sword for not protecting Emperor Xuanyuan.

It is venting, why is the owner dead, but you are still intact?

Even if you know that this cannot be blamed on the Emperor's Sword, it can't control so much. It is not a great man, it can't think so much because it is not willing to think so much.

It only knew that the owner was dead, but the knife was still intact.

"Qiuqiu!" Chen Pan approached a little, wanting to comfort it.

"Don't go over, it's incorrect!" The soul in the body immediately stopped.

Sure enough, Qiuqiu looked over and paused a little when he heard the sound. It was obvious that it recognized Chen Pan. However, there was no change, and the anger and hatred in his eyes did not decrease at all.

Now it is no longer the so-called Kongming Ling Monkey, it is just a child who has lost his father.

Father's love is like a mountain. It was raised by Emperor Xuanyuan since childhood. No matter how dangerous or difficult it is, it will never be separated.

Ting Xiuqing loved Emperor Xuanyuan without regard for all consequences, and he relied on Emperor Xuanyuan without reservation.

Now that the Emperor has left, even the legendary Kongming Ling Monkey feels that it has no backbone anymore. Its world has collapsed and there is no hope.

It has waited for millions of years, and it is not the result it wants.

It wants to vent, it hates everything in this world.

He trampled on the Human Emperor's Sword and finally threw it into the distance. Qiuqiu flew to Emperor Xuanyuan's shoulder and burst into tears.

Tears were like rain, heartbroken, and finally turned into blood and tears, dyeing the white hair in front of me into red.

"Save it!" Chen Pan was shocked and gave up control of his body.

But the soul shook his head: "It's too late, maybe this is its best destination."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Qiuqiu's voice suddenly stopped, and there was no trace of life on his body. His whole body quickly dissipated and finally turned into nothingness. Only the lingering sound of grief echoed on the battlefield.

"Thirt!"
Chapter completed!
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