Eternal Sacred King

Su Zimo seemed to have a long dream.

In his dream, he saw many people.

These people are extremely strange faces, and even the costumes of those people are extremely old.

There are monks, monsters, Rakshas, ​​and gods...

These people come from different races and different interfaces.

Su Zimo has never seen it before.

But everyone looked at him with kindness and encouragement.

Some are still mortals, looking at him with a hint of curiosity, innocent eyes and innocent smiles.

Su Zimo just walked forward like this, with people standing on both sides of the road, crowded together, as if waiting for something.

"Is this Huangquan Road?"

Su Zimo looked at the people on both sides of the road blankly, somewhat puzzled.

wrong!

He had been to Yincao Difu and walked along Huangquan Road.

The Yin Cao Jifu is not like this!

A strand of white hair flicked in front of him.

This is not a dream!

Su Zimo suddenly woke up.

He subconsciously stretched out his palm and looked down.

Flesh and flesh!

His body is not in a state of soul dying away!

Su Zimo felt it a little, and was shocked in his heart.

He is not dead!

Although he has gray hair, he still has nearly five million years of life!

Fighting for nine days did not exhaust his lifespan.

How could this be?

It stands to reason that if you release the fighting for nine days, your life will be exhausted in an instant, unless...

In this process, the secret method of fighting for nine days was interrupted!

Where is here again?

Where did the crowds all around come from?

The group of people looked at him without any hostility, and they were full of kindness and respect.

But he obviously didn't know these people.

Su Zimo suddenly discovered that these people are very different from him!

These people are in an astral state, without flesh and blood bodies, without exception!

Su Zimo's gaze stretched all the way along the crowd. At the end of the crowd, he saw a large group of monks, among them there seemed to be a few familiar faces.

Before he could react, he saw eight figures standing at the end of the road.

The look of these people may be indifferent, unrestrained, sharp, or mild...

"what!"

Su Zimo looked at the eight figures, his heart was shocked, his face showed incredible expression, so that he cried out in exclamation!

The woman on the far left, dressed in black, with a fairy and jade face, with a cold expression and a green silk like a waterfall.

The second woman has a graceful figure, her skin is like condensed fat, her eyebrows are like smoke, her eyes are like water.

The third was an old ape covered in white hair, with extremely long arms and a body as high as three feet, with blood shining in his eyes, with a dull expression.

The fourth man is white like snow, standing with his hand held up, like a long sword out of its sheath, with a powerful edge.

The fifth is blond and blue-eyed, tall and full of golden light.

The sixth person couldn't see his facial features clearly, his body was covered in darkness, and his figure was looming.

The seventh man was shining with stars, his eyes like stars.

The eighth is a monk, wearing an old robes, with warm eyes and a kind expression, and he nods and smiles at Su Zimo.

These eight people were indeed the eight phantoms that appeared when he passed the tenth calamity!

Emperor Jiu Tian Xuan Nu, Emperor Jiu You, Emperor Dou Zhan, Emperor Luo Tian, ​​Emperor Bright, Emperor Dark, Emperor Star, Emperor Wu Jian.

These eight are the ancient emperors who have shined through the ages and created an era!

Words can no longer describe Su Zimo's heart at this moment.

He even suspected that at this moment, he was in a magical dream.

Everything seems so dreamy and unreal.

how come?

The eight ancient emperors have already died, how could they still be alive?

Even if they didn't die that year, their lifespan would have been exhausted long ago, and they would not be able to live until now.

"Is this a dream?"

Su Zimo murmured subconsciously.

"Yes, nor is it."

Emperor Wujian responded with a faint smile.

Su Zimo was even more confused.

"When the little friend just released Fighting Nine Days, a few of us cast spells to pull you into the dreamlike order."

The Great Emperor Wu Jian said: "That is the world where you are at the moment."

Su Zimo was stunned.

Like a dream order, the heaven and the earth are hidden inside.

He was pulled into this place, and was forced to interrupt the fight for nine days, so that his life was not exhausted.

However, Su Zimo still has countless doubts in his mind.

As if he could see what he was thinking, Emperor Wujian continued to explain: "This is a dream world created by the evil emperor based on the Dreamlike Order, independent of the Three Realms and not reincarnation."

"In this dream world, all beings are equal, there are no sufferings, no fights and fights, in the state of soul, life is endless, reaching another form of immortality."

Su Zimo was stunned, and his heart was shocked.

To create a dream, independent of the Three Realms, without reincarnation, is enough to shock the world.

And in this dream, it is an alternative immortality!

The Great Emperor Wujian said: "The evil emperor believes that good is rewarded for good, and evil is rewarded for evil, but things in the world often backfire. She uses her own way to complete the cycle of good and evil."

"The evildoer will be dragged into the animal realm by her. And the good people she meets, after they fall, their souls will be extradited here by her, stay away from fighting and fighting, and don't have to suffer from the six reincarnations."

Su Zimo was in a trance.

The memory of a lifetime in the dream of a white pheasant, the original intermittent fragments, all flooded into my mind at this moment, and gradually became clear.

He recalled all his experiences with that thin, scrawny little girl.

"Brother Su, I believe that in this world, good people will be rewarded." The little girl said confidently, her eyes clear.

"maybe."

"Brother Su, do you think there is a place where people are brave, kind, upright, and lovely, everyone is equal, there is no oppression, and no suffering..."

The little girl smiled innocently and innocently.

"How come?"

Su Zimo smiled helplessly, and gently rubbed the little girl's forehead.

"If not, I will build a world like that in the future, so that all kind people can avoid suffering." The little girl said seriously.

The voice of Emperor Wujian came again, interrupting Su Zimo's memory.

"The people living here, in addition to some souls extradited by the evil emperor, there are also many monks who died in the battle of cutting the sky..."

Su Zimo's heart seemed to be hit hard by something suddenly!

The evil emperor has never changed.

She persists, good and evil are rewarded.

This kind of persistence even seems a bit naive, and is incompatible with this world.

The strong monks who participated in the battle of slashing the sky, after the death of the battle, their souls should have been included in the Yin Cao dungeon and suffered the suffering of reincarnation.

The evil emperor didn't want these strong men to suffer such suffering, so he extradited them to Rumeng Ling.

Even if these people cannot ascend to the great world, the evil emperor will help them achieve immortality!

These unyielding resistance and indomitable powerhouses deserve this kind of return!

Su Zimo suddenly recalled that during the Battle of the World, Ru Mengling had gradually become feverish in her arms.

At that time, the battle was fierce, and he didn't have time to think about it. Now that he thinks about it, it should be like Mengling's extradition of the cultivator's soul that fell in the battle of the sky.

The monk died, and his soul escaped into the yin cao dynasty.

The Yin Cao Difu is under the control of Fengdu.

The evil emperor's move may have other profound meanings.