The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

At the moment when they jumped down, a hand with festering flesh and bones ruthlessly grabbed them.

"Live...down...go..."

A trembling voice sounded, so familiar.

"Emperor..."

The three women couldn't believe their ears, and didn't even dare to turn their heads. They were afraid that this was just a hallucination before their death.

But soon, the sense of reality of being pulled told them that this was real and not a dream.

The three turned their heads almost simultaneously.

When he looked at the man who only had a skeleton with two or three flesh and blood hanging on it, he burst into tears.

The demonic Xiao Chen didn't die on the spot in this big fall.

And it's all thanks to that little green print.

The small characters representing life burst out all the power of life at the last moment, keeping the demonic Xiao Chen's body from being wiped out.

But that's all.

In fact, the demonic Xiao Chen's soul had already been torn to pieces in the Great Fall.

But Yan Hongye, Acacia, and Xiao Meili's long-term calling and longing actually made the demonic Xiao Chen's dying soul condense a little bit again.

This is a miracle.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, send me up again."

The skeleton spoke with difficulty to the small green letter on his shoulder.

The small characters were already dim, and the body was covered with cracks, as if they were about to split in the next moment.

Hearing the skeleton's request, Xiao Zi ignored his injuries and exhausted his last strength to ignite a little green fluorescent light.

Fluorescent picked up several people and dragged them out of the abyss.

...

In the void, the skeleton lay in Yan Hongye's arms, and the bones, which were as white as jade, began to shatter inch by inch.

Demonic Xiao Chen's injury was irreversible, and it was inevitable that it would dissipate.

"Live...down...go, we...will meet again..."

Yan Hongye and the other three were already sobbing. They thought that God had mercy on him and let the devilish Xiao Chen survive.

However, everything just now was just a mirror image.

"Live well."

After the demonic Xiao Chen repeated these words, his whole body crumbled away.

The snow-white ashes swayed in the void, and countless snow-white lotus flowers bloomed at this moment.

A generation of great emperors who attacked Wushuang, a person who hid tenderness in his heart, finished his life on this day.

The entire starry sky has made his magnificent life.

At the last moment of death, the demonic Xiao Chen fed everything back to Xingkong.

Countless snow-white lotus flowers turned into raging power and injected into the starry sky.

Yan Hongye, Acacia, and Xiao Meili stared blankly at the sea of ​​lotus flowers scattered away. They knew that this farewell would be forever.

But Yan Hongye decided to live on.

To live until the day we die of old age, keeping the promise that we will meet again.

Yan Hongye carried Xiao Meili, who was overly sad and in a trance, and Acacia, who was frail and sick, and walked towards the depths of the starry sky facing the sea of ​​flowers.

...

Death is the end of all life, the end of all stories.

But there is a place where the story after death is written.

This place is not the underworld, nor the Ministry of the Underworld, nor the legendary Jiuyou.

This place is below, below the entire universe.

In this dead world, a white jade skeleton sits on the throne.

This is a lonely king, because there are no subjects under the throne.

The white jade skeleton slowly raised its hand, as if pointing to the nonexistent subjects.

"Today, the Dead Realm will usher in a new emperor, and the horn to counterattack the Worriless Realm will be blown by the new emperor."

The White Jade Skeleton stood up and waved his hand with great pride.

A black, immortal door slowly opened above the throne.

A slender figure stepped out.

Under the empty throne, there was earth-shattering cheers at this moment.

Bai Yukuku looked at the slender figure and smiled happily.

"I said, I will give you a bigger stage, and only you are worthy of this stage."

The story is not over, maybe the story has just begun.

...

In the world created by Genesis Cross.

The charge here has reached a fever pitch.

In this world, the nine small characters that swelled into giants fought a life-and-death battle with countless black-armored cavalry.

Nearly half of the hundreds of battle spirits had been smashed to pieces.

However, four of the nine small characters have been broken.

They already know why they are fighting, and they know it is right to do so.

Do the right thing, this is the only thing they remember among the great truths preached by the demonic Xiao Chen.

They know that it is the right thing to protect their own land, and there is nothing more right than this.

The small characters representing death crushed the last few sealed balls left by the demonic Xiao Chen.

The sealed ball was the last gift left to them by the demonic Xiao Chen, which was also the reason why they could persist for so long.

At this moment, they could no longer feel the demonic Xiao Chen.

They know that the man who raised them like a father is gone.

In this case, there is nothing to miss anymore.

The remaining five small characters, among the fetishes left by the demonic Xiao Chen, have returned to their peak state.

They launched the final charge.

Watching this scene, Bailixuan raised the spear in his hand, and performed the highest military etiquette to the small characters.

A real warrior should be respected and die on the battlefield without regret.

Bailixuan personally blew the horn to charge.

He wants to see these warriors off in person.

...

Bravery, blood, these beautiful things, but they can't change the outcome of the matter.

The two sides with too much difference in strength are doomed from the very beginning.

The world created by the Genesis Cross finally collapsed, and the small characters also shattered into fragments and disappeared.

The small characters that did not participate in the war, the only surviving representative, babbled.

It is still an incomprehensible text, but the sadness in it makes people can't help crying.

The last little character is jumping in the void, collecting the fragments left by those little guys after they collapsed.

Maybe one day, they will reappear in the thoughts of someone who remembers them.

...

At this time, Tianya Fudo City finally reached the barrier.

The vanguard army witnessed the great feat of the emperor defending the barrier alone in the immovable city.

They are no longer afraid, and even they are eager to go to the battlefield as soon as possible to follow that lonely figure.

Lord, you shouldn't be so lonely.

...

The black armored cavalry from the foreign land broke through the world of Genesis Cross, and they returned to the void.

Only half of the hundreds of battle spirits remained, which was a heavy blow.

But what's the matter, the master of a hundred battles relies not only on quantity, but also on faith.

...

"Array."

Feng Sanqi roared hoarsely, like a mad bull.

Amidst this roar, the vanguard army of Fudo City all left the city, facing the imposing black-armored cavalry, and began to line up.

The real war is only now beginning.