Everyone is the only protagonist of their own life and has their own story. Yuan Gu is not weak. Due to his different positions and different paths, there is no right or wrong in the life-and-death showdown with Ye Fan. In the end, he only became the Great Emperor.

A pile of scattered bones, his love and hatred ended here. This is the ruthless path of witnessing, giving up everything, letting go of everything, abandoning family members and true love, but in the end there may be no results, nothing can be gained, and with oneself

His blood and bones forged others' path to becoming emperor, leaving behind a tragic song.

In the same place, a similar thing happened in the ancient years. A life-and-death showdown between two geniuses, which could be called the pinnacle battle of the Young Holy Emperor, made the world boil.

Emperor Yuan won that battle and defeated the most powerful enemy in his life. From then on, he embarked on the path of enlightenment. A new reincarnation began a million years later. However, his descendants were defeated at the same place and died.

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Qixiayuan is a place destined to be extraordinary. Perhaps a hundred thousand or a million years later, a pair of young emperors will compete for supremacy, leaving behind another legend. The entire battlefield was silent, and people watched the light rain leave, disappear, and disperse.

After all, Yuan Gu’s final wish is to return to the ancient times, which is obviously impossible. I don’t know who sighed first. Yuan Gu is also true-hearted, but in the end it ends so secretly, which touches the hearts of monks who are aspiring to enlightenment.

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There was a brief silence, and the people in Yuanhu Lake roared unwillingly. Many people rushed up, with murderous intent, turning into a torrent and sweeping towards Ye Fan. The vast plain was filled with chills, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Black mist surged,

Murderous intent is rolling, and the hearts of many people in Yuanhu Lake are bleeding. This is the eighth generation grandson of the Yuan Emperor. He lived in this life only to prove the Tao, and now he has died like this. They feel extremely lost in their hearts, having lost the proof of this golden world.

Tao Qi Luck, everything is gone, naturally he will not let Ye Fan go.

The people in Primordial Lake exuded endless murderous aura, boiling and boiling. A group of people came forward, and in the middle there was an ancestor king. His energy and blood were like pillars, soaring straight into the sky. Thousands of strange phenomena were evolved, and the atmosphere was extraordinary, which made many people

I couldn't help but kneel down, unable to bear the pressure of the saint.

This is a group of murderous gods of death. Yuan Gu was the hope of their clan, but he died like this. This is an immeasurable loss. It is foreseeable that in the next ten thousand years, the Blood Phoenix Mountain, the Divine Silkworm

Ridge, Huolin Cave, etc. will definitely become more prosperous because of the existence of the ancient prince, but the eighth grandson of Emperor Yuan died, and the situation of Yuanhu Lake is worrying.

The ancestor king in the center had murderous intent flowing from every pore in his body. Wisp after wisp flowed out from the pores, overwhelming the world. Even his clansmen did not dare to come close. His white hair was disheveled and his eyes were frighteningly empty.

This ancestral king stared at Ye Fan with an astonishing evil spirit and a murderous aura that went straight towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. This was the Saint Ancestor King. Although he was the King of Killing Dao, he was definitely not the enemy of the Ancestor King. His eyes were full of solemnity, and the spirit in his heart was shaking, and he asked loudly.

"I have a decisive battle with Yuan Gu. Life or death depends on fate. What do you mean?"

"If you dare to kill the ancient queen, you will never be able to atone for your sins. There is no reason to survive. You need to use your humble life to pay for it!"

The ancestor king's murderous intention was boiling, his face was ferocious, and his endless evil aura caused the color of the world to change, the void was dyed red, and endless pressure pressed down on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's face turned red, his blood boiled, his back gradually bent, and his whole body bones creaked. He was about to break under the extremely heavy pressure. Ye Fan's heart was as strong as iron. Even after enduring such majesty, he still held his head high.

On his head, his shining golden eyes stared at the Ancestor King, a ball of fairy flames flashed between his eyebrows, with wisps of starlight, and he shouted sternly.

"Emperor Wu Shi issued a decree. There are no saints in the world, and the saints do not show their magical powers. This is the result of the consensus of all tribes in the Yaochi grand meeting. You dare to go against the will of the emperor, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

The eyes of the Ancestor King of the Primordial Lake were disillusioned and uncertain, and the divine light around his body flickered, as if he was weighing the pros and cons in his mind, and his face was gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, he still had the power to make up his mind.

At this moment, an ancestral king wearing a purple gold crown appeared in the void, wearing a green gold battle suit, like a god of war, his powerful aura enveloped the entire Qixia Plain, and his whole body was surrounded by divine radiance, like a god or a saint.

"The human holy body is really amazing. It is decisive and ruthless in killing. Even the bloodline of the Yuan Emperor will be killed as soon as it is told!"

This ancestral king obviously came with bad intentions, and he started to get angry as soon as he opened his mouth, which made the ancestral king of Yuanhu Lake change his face slightly, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The machine rose again, staring at Ye Fan with unkind eyes. It seemed that he had made up his mind to avenge Yuan Gu and kill the human holy body here.

"Now that the Human Sacred Body has killed the people of Queen Yuan, will it trample on us in the future?"

The god-king wearing a purple gold crown put his hands behind his back, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and suggested again to the ancestral king of the Primordial Lake.

"Brother Dao, I am willing to join forces with you to kill the human holy body together!"

Having said that, without giving anyone any time to react, he stepped down, the heaven and earth shook, the void collapsed, and it fell towards Ye Fan's head.

A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the ancestor king of the original lake, and he no longer hesitated. He stretched out his palm, covering the sky and the sun, and the endless void was covered by it, and he suppressed Ye Fan.

There was a crackling sound from Ye Fan's body. The bones in his body could not withstand the terrifying pressure of the two saint ancestors. Each bone was broken, the body cracked, and blood splashed. This is the power of the saint. The attack has not yet fallen.

Ye Fan, the Dao-killing King, had already reached out and severely injured him, leaving him in a state of embarrassment.

Ye Fan's eyes shot out with a horrifying light, his face was full of despair, the saint's magical power was unparalleled, there was absolutely no way he could survive the joint attack of the two ancestor kings, there was little hope, scenes from the past appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but lose consciousness.

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"Boom!"

A breath appeared between heaven and earth. It was majestic and majestic. Heaven and earth were moved by it, and all the ways were frightened by it. The nine-color fairy light shone, illuminating the ancient heavens. The sun and moon rose for it, and the stars shined for it. This

It is the great emperor's Qi machine. Once it manifests, it will freeze the world in all directions.

The two ancestor kings looked up at the nine heavens in shock. The aura turned into a divine chain, one end of which was connected to the laws of heaven and earth. It unfolded with a crashing sound, pulling all the laws of heaven and earth, and slowly fell in the void.

, winding and circling, crawling towards the two ancestors.

The two ancestors were so frightened that their children's eyes spread out. The divine power in their bodies was sealed by this qi machine. They were silent and motionless, without a trace of vitality. Their dignified saint ancestors actually turned into mortals, without any magical means, and they were helpless.

And weak, they watched helplessly as the divine chain penetrated into their secret realm of Immortal Terrace and swallowed up all the Tao they had cultivated. The divine chain shone brightly and merged it into the great avenue of heaven and earth.

Under the horrified gaze of all the monks, the black energy surrounding the two ancestor kings shrouded the air of death, filled the sky and the earth, turned into flying ashes, and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
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