Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1526

[The first thousand five hundred and six chapters strange sword body (two more)]

The wound on the broken leg was smooth, as if it was not cut, but suddenly disappeared.

It wasn’t until after the movie that he felt the piercing pain from his thigh, and after a scream, he fell outside the imperial court.

King Zhongyun stepped forward, pulled him back quickly, and applied medicine to heal his wounds, hoping to recover his broken leg as soon as possible.

He stared solemnly at the huge black area in front of him, and for the first time he felt fear after staring at the world for many years.

This is by no means the damage that can be caused by cultivation.

As strong as the island master of Linlang, it is absolutely impossible to create similar damage.

Only the terrifying deep bloodline can do it!

Ye Patriarch’s eyelids also jumped wildly, just a little bit, and they all have to explain it here: “It is too dangerous for the emperor to return to the one!”

“Could it be that Xia Qingchen is not what we should be worried about?” Huang Patriarch said no. out low.

Gu Qianhen shrugged and sighed: “Is there any need to worry?” With

such a terrifying nihilistic retaliation, Linlang Island Master would surely die if he fell into it.

Not to mention Xia Qingchen who is in the center of nothingness.

He is already dead!

The mainland side stared blankly at the huge black area with an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Such a peerless genius who has amazed the time and space for thousands of years, just fell?

From now on, there will be no Xia Qingchen in the world.

There is only a little bit of ink left in history.

A hundred years later, after a thousand years, some people may unintentionally turn to the history of that year.

Turning to, in history, there once appeared a genius named Xia Qingchen.

He created the unprecedented nineteenth month, dazzled the entire time and space, and amazed the eyes of countless people.

Then, like a comet sweeping across the vast sky, it quickly disappeared.

Perhaps, later generations will sigh for this, perhaps, they will turn the page lightly, perhaps, they will just laugh.

In short.

He has been buried in the ruthless years.

One day, it suddenly started to rain.

I don’t know if it was the violent explosion that caused the climate change, or if the sky was weeping for the fall of the genius.

Cold raindrops fell on every stunned face.

The rain fell, but the coolness was refreshing.

“Master! Don’t go!! Don’t go!” Ye Linglong’s dazed big eyes, full of tears, slanted down like a flood.

She was lying on the fence, sobbing uncontrollably.

Probably, she is the only girl who can cry unscrupulously for Xia Qingchen, feel sad for Xia Qingchen, and forget about Xia Qingchen’s passing.

Her cry, revealing deep sadness, rendered everyone present.

Zhang Xiaofeng lowered his head and covered his eyes with his palms.

But tears still inadvertently leaked from the fingers, along the back of the blood-stained hand, flowed to the wrist, and then spread to the gently twitching arm.

She cried without sound.

Because the cry is all in my heart.

Fan Yin sat weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the huge nothingness. She wiped the tears from her face and forced a charming smile: “I can’t cry, I haven’t charmed him yet, how can I cry?”

However, tears accompanied her. The charming, different kind of desolate.

Ye Moqiong leaned lonely in the corner, raised his face, let the rain hit his face, and murmured dullly: “Why is this? I don’t have time to say an apology.”

Thinking of how many times he had rejected Xia Qingchen’s kindness, and even suspected him, his heart was cut like a knife.

He owed Xia Qingchen an apology.

However, Xia Qingchen could no longer receive it.

The eldest prince stood with his hands behind his back, his emotions were as calm as he was, facing the distant continent, his voice could not tell the vicissitudes of life: “The sky in the continent is dark.”

“No, the whole era is dark.” Trembling slightly.

His eyes were dry, wet, and all in his heart.

Xia Qingchen is the genius of heaven and earth that he dug out of the dust, and the person he is most proud of.

However, he still fell on the way to the martial arts battle.

If you say silent grief, he is the most prosperous.

The Ye family head also sighed deeply: “This, after all, belongs to the era of the emperor’s reunification.” One

mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and in the end, the old king is still left behind.

Patriarch Huang’s eyes were filled with tears, and his old face was extremely disappointed: “I haven’t met him yet.”

Unfortunately, he never had the chance to call him a grandson.

The Linlang Island side, who should have been cheering, was silent this time, and a low mood lingered in their hearts.

Han Xiangdong, the son of Sword Master Beiyuan, sat weakly on a stone.

He stared blankly at the black area, and murmured, “Why, can’t you be happy?”

Xia Qingchen gave him a humiliating humiliation and deprived him of the Supreme Moon Essence.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a mortal enemy. If there is a chance, Han Xiangdong would like to stab him to death with a sword and make him disappear from the world completely.

But, seeing Xia Qingchen’s death with his own eyes, he found that he couldn’t be happy.

There is no exhilaration of revenge at all.

Some are just unspeakable depression and loss.

Because Xia Qingchen’s subsequent strong performance has deeply shocked Han Xiangdong, leaving an indelible mark on him.

The continuous burst of cultivation, the old battle experience, and the blood moon that finally broke out.

Everything made Han Xiangdong, who was an enemy, in awe.

He had never imagined that a peer of the same age could be so powerful with the body of a mortal.

Therefore, no one can be happy about Xia Qingchen’s death.

The island owner of Linlang sighed softly: “We are sorry for him, passed on my order, buried him in the mausoleum of Emperor Zhou Xu and Emperor Mian, and buried him with the highest emperor’s standard!”

Although he died, he was left unspeakable to the people of this world. of trauma.

It is the sadness of the entire martial arts world that such a hero has fallen.

At this point, the black area finally began to fade after a long period of time.

It shrank piece by piece, and where it retreated, the ground was devastated, and the earth was left with a smooth giant pit that was as deep as a hundred zhang.

The sky is a vacuum!

In such a state, Xia Qingchen was afraid that even a single grain of ashes would be hard to find.

No bones left, but that’s it!

The eyes of everyone looked away as the terrifying void area retreated.

When the black area completely retreated, everyone’s pupils shrank!

In the center of the black area, Di Gui Yi was standing unharmed. He was hunched over and panting, looking extremely tired.

Destructive wounds caused by self-attacks in the chest heal extremely slowly.

It seems that the so-called counter-injury is also limited, and it is difficult to unrestricted counter-injury.

Each counter-injury consumes the power of the Emperor’s Unity.

The large-scale counter-injury just now has already hurt the vitality of Emperor Guiyi.

However, they are strange, not Emperor Guiyi is safe and sound.

However, before the Emperor Guiyi, there is still a strange thing!

That’s a sword, a lot of swords!

There are about eight swords, and they are connected end to end, condensing into a half-human-high octagon.

“What is that?”

“Has it appeared before?”

“It should be some kind of secret technique of Emperor Guiyi, right?” The sound

of

eight-handed swords moving slowly, the sound of friction between them was low and harsh.

[End of This Chapter]