Chapter 2920 (1/2)
Boom! Boom!
In the vast starry sky, thunder comes and goes.
After many years, many days have set off a frenzy of crossing the emperor's robbery. Not one of them is young. All of them are young. All of them are old people. They are not in a hurry to die. It is the end of their life. It is better to fight for it than to die old.
However, the emperor's road is cruel, no one testifies.
”It's not the right time.”
The king of man walked in the starry sky, holding a Bagua tray in one hand and pinching it with his fingers in the other. He was always whispering all the way. Every time someone led an imperial robbery, he would be present and was a loyal spectator.
”There are so many changes in the emperor's way. What else can you deduce?”
At the side of his body, the God of nature glanced.
”I can't deduce it.”
The king of man replied at will. The future is no longer in the Zhou Dynasty, and the deduction has no effect. However, there is still a certain feeling, which is only available in the Zhou Dynasty. The suppression of the emperor's way is not false, but it is not yet time for him to become an emperor.
I don't know when, the two men settled down on a meteorite. The sky is vast enough, and there are many people. It's dark and full of stars. They don't come to gather together, but some people want to lead the emperor to rob them, and they have to fight together on the verge of death.
Looking from afar, it was an old ape with black hair, such as steel needles standing upside down. However, in his hair, it was hard to hide the white hair, such as his white hair, mottled and mottled, which should have been a tyrannical breath, but the details were slightly insufficient. In other words, he was covered up by a strong stillness. His time is coming. I don't know how many years he has lived and how many vicissitudes he has been waiting for.
”Who is that man?”
Kui Niu took a look and poked the little ape emperor. They were monkeys, mostly relatives.
”Fire devil ape.”
The little ape emperor took a deep breath. It seems that he should be recognized. He has an ancient memory. He has some understanding of the blood of ape.
”The devil ape is still alive.”
It was the southern emperor who spoke in a strange tone. Although he was not a member of the ape family, he still heard a little about the background of the apes. The first ape, named Honghuang ancestor ape, had numerous branches in endless years. Among them, the fire demon ape and the fighting holy ape were two of them, and they were the more powerful ones. They were related by blood, and were different from the fighting saints What's more, this vein has never been an emperor. During the flood and famine period, it was involved in disputes. It is said that the legend has already been broken. It is impossible to imagine that there is still a living one.
”It's time for the last devil ape.”
Rosefinch light language, the beauty of the eyes is difficult to cover is sad.
Indeed, the atmosphere was sad.
At the other end of the starry sky, the old devil ape stands still. His tall and straight body wants to stoop. His eyes, which should be bright, are too dim and covered with the dust of the years. It is so old and vicissitudes.
He is quiet, or in other words, has been the years of quiet, once, he was like the little ape emperor, mischievous, but after the vicissitudes of life, there is a passion and belief, all the time has eroded, he also learned to be silent, only inadvertently, looking back at his back, that is a long journey, he did not know how far he went, the whole demon ape family, also left him alone A, still on this road, like a dog crawling forward, the past years of towering, have become a cloud of smoke, he is also old, also can not hold, before dying, with his old body, is hard to hit the barrier, hit the broken, will prove the road into the emperor, hit not broken, then become the dust of history.
”Old monkey, I come to see you off.”
Mu Liuqing, canglan, canglan, canglan, canglan, canglan and Jiang Taixu, the Immortal King of Xianzu, all stopped in the starry sky and looked at them quietly. It seems that they knew the old ape, had fought and cherished each other, and the gratitude and resentment of all ages have become clouds.
The old devil ape slightly side eyes, silently looked at the four people, is indeed an old acquaintance, but there is still a lack of that one, who is lacking? There is no red lotus queen.
However, these are no longer important. What is important is that he wants to embark on that road, which may not be the peak of the road, but it may be the end of his life.
Boom!
Suddenly a roar, trembling heaven and earth.
On the misty sky, the clouds of robbery are surging, and the thunder is raging, which makes the whole world tremble. It is not comparable to the great sage robbery and the quasi emperor robbery. It is the divine robbery of the emperor's way. Every thunder and lightning carries the power of destruction. Every thunder and lightning reflects the glory of the end of the world, and it pours down like a thunderbolt waterfall.
The world is no exception.
Emperor robberies are not ordinary robberies. They fluctuate so much that they are far beyond imagination. The saints and concubines who have survived the imperial robberies dare not go too far ahead. They are only the sixth God generals. He is as tough as a rock. In the past, he dares to walk in, let alone the old devil ape. Up to now, the world does not know where his strength is against the thunder of the emperor's way, perhaps because of his origin, himself, and so on It involves an ancient inheritance, which can be immune to Diwei, including Nadi Dao and Shenjie in a specific period of time.
”Back, back.”
The old generation all avoid, let alone the younger generation, many people have collapsed, unable to bear the insidious pressure, the soul is trembling, standing legs are soft.Hum!
With a buzz, the old devil ape had an iron stick in his hand, and the ape like to use sticks, such as the little ape emperor and the fighting emperor.
War!
The old devil ape, standing still, roared from his soul. He trampled on the sky one step at a time and attacked nine days. His blood sacrificed the only remaining Shou yuan. His whole body was dead and completely destroyed. His whole body hair was haunted by black flame. Looking away, he was no longer a human figure, but a burning fire.
His roar touched the hearts of the world, and his blood was boiling. It was the infection of war.
The pulse of tyranny is also the vein of firmness, and has never yielded.