His favorite woman, lying in a pool of blood, has been cut off all her vitality.
"Innocent, promise me to take good care of younger martial sister. If she likes Xi Yingqing, let her marry Xi Yingqing..."
Shiniang was so angry that she raised her hand and gently touched Xuan Wuye's face: "don't blame your Shifu. He was hit in wangsendai... It's a pity that Shiniang didn't see you find your favorite girl..."
Shiniang died and died.
Xuan Wuye knelt down in front of Shiniang's body. Shiniang died and his heart seemed to be dead.
He cleaned the blood stains on his body and tried to close the wound, but he couldn't close it. He put on the most beautiful clothes for his wife, combed her hair and added makeup, and kept her in the most beautiful and moving moment. He kissed the cold lips. This was the first time they were so close.
Xuan Wuye sealed Shiniang's body in the ice coffin, knelt down in front of the ice coffin and didn't move for a long time. His Shiniang lived in the ice coffin. In his imagination, she was always so beautiful and gentle.
He gently told the teacher's wife in the ice coffin the love words he had accumulated in his life. He cried and laughed and said a lot of stupid words. The teacher's wife was still as gentle and considerate as before and listened quietly.
Xuan Wuye lost weight, put on a black dress, buried his white dress in an ice coffin with his teacher's mother, and he returned to the emperor's ancestors.
"Shiniang, I will avenge you, the blood blade emperor!"
The emperor wanted to become a God, to gather all the resources in the world and to command the world.
"Innocent, there are too many sects in the xuanming yuan world. These sects are incompetent from top to bottom. They consume resources, but they can't become gods."
The emperor's father said, "you lead our saints to eradicate these sects. Start with the demon sect first. As a teacher, you will be your backing to eliminate the supreme leader of those sects!"
Xuanwuye took the command and led the people to fight against the world's demon sect. The emperor's ancestor invited the strong of Xuantian Shengzong, pilgrimage and other orthodox sects to fight in person to kill a respected demon sect leader and suppress the demon sect.
Finally, morosh, a close friend of the emperor's ancestors, became angry and fought with the emperor, and morosh was suppressed by the emperor.
The army of taixuan Shengzong was invincible. The emperor Laozu announced that Wuji Shenzong and Huayan Shengzong in the orthodox sects colluded with the devil and were scum of the orthodox sect. The army conquered Wuji Shenzong and Huayan Shengzong, exterminated the two orthodox sects, and the supreme leader of the two sects was beheaded.
This matter finally caused the displeasure of Xuanyou Taoist, the supreme leader of Xuantian Shengzong, and personally questioned the emperor's ancestor: "emperor, you have done a good job. Morosh is your best friend. Why should he suppress him? Morosh is a devil, but what is the crime of Wuji Shenzong and Huayan Shengzong? You are not to eradicate the devil gate, but to annex the Taoism gate in the world and turn the world into your private property!"
"Brother Xuanyou, you protect the demon sect. Does Xuantian Shengzong want to oppose the right way in the world?"
The emperor smiled and finally issued a military statement, saying: "Brother Xuanyou, you, me and morosh are recognized as the three strongest men in the world. Some people say that morosh is the youngest and has a divine body. You are the oldest and have divine magic power, and I am the closest to God. I want to know who is the best expert in the world among you and me and who is expected to take the last step. Now morosh is already Defeat, please brother Xuanyou give me some advice! "
The world was in an uproar when the war was announced.
Taoist Xuanyou took up the battle in the afternoon, and the two fought on the East China Sea.
"Shiniang, here's my chance."
Xuan Wuye knelt down in front of the ice coffin, looked at the teacher's wife in the coffin, and whispered with a smile: "Old Taoist Xuanyou is incomparably powerful and stronger than morosh. Even if the emperor's ancestor can win, he will inevitably suffer heavy losses. I am already in the realm of heavenly palace. Although I am inferior to the emperor, I can hurt him by breaking out all my strength. In the case of his loss, I may have a chance to kill him..."
On this day, the thrilling war finally began. The emperor's ancestor and Xuanyou Taoist fought on the East China Sea.
Xuantian Shengzong, Xi Yingqing ascended to the supreme position of leader. A girl knelt in front of Xi Yingqing and kowtowed frequently: "elder martial brother, please help him! After all, he is your mentor and mine!"
Xi Yingqing looked into the distance and was extremely indifferent: "younger martial sister, my mentor has nurtured me, not because my brother doesn't want to save, but because he can't save. Saving him will destroy the Xuantian Shengzong. Whether you, me, my mentor, or thousands of students of Xuantian Shengzong, they will all be destroyed."
In the distance, Xuan Wuye dressed in black and looked towards the East China Sea. The war there was coming to an end. Although Taoist Xuanyou had the first mana, he was old after all. His blood was withered and was about to be exhausted by the emperor's ancestors.
However, the great emperor's ancestors were also greatly damaged, and the powerful Xuanyou Taoist priest was not so easy to deal with.
Xuanwuye looked at Xuantian Shengzong from a distance, and his eyes showed a look of inquiry.
Xi Yingqing looked back, his face cold.
"Go to the place where you and I fight!" Xuan Wuye raised his hand, put on a bronze mask and disappeared.
Xuanyou Taoist priest finally ran out of Qi and blood and died in the hands of the emperor. The emperor returned victoriously. On the way, the ghost faced man killed out, the world changed color, the sea of blood surged, and the murderous spirit was like a vast ocean!
The shaking of the mountains turned into a roll of array map, which included the severely injured emperor's ancestors in the array map. The ghost faced man tried his best to urge the array map, and infinite magic fire poured out, trying to refine the emperor!
At this time, a palm poked out of the array, tore the array, shattered the mountains, and the emperor Lao Zu got out of trouble.
The ghost faced man pulled out his sword, and the sword light shone on the xuanming yuan boundary. One sword stabbed out, and the next moment the sword broke, and the blood light burst from the ghost faced man.
The emperor stepped forward and said with a smile, "you use the magic power to deal with me, but I feel that your power is the power of my taixuan Shengzong. I asked you to destroy those magic schools, and you can even hide your real power. What do you want to hide, innocent?"
The ghost faced man retreated, giggled and said, "there is nothing else beyond the way! Tai Huang, you have become an obstacle on my road, and I will naturally attack you!"
"There is nothing else outside the way?"
The emperor stopped his pursuit and said leisurely, "you are worthy of being my disciple and finally set foot on my road. Do you want to kill me and erase the magic barrier in your heart? Innocent, I give you time to grow up and wait for you to challenge me, but now, you are far from qualified."
The ghost faced man disappeared. The emperor returned to the taixuan holy sect, which shocked the world. However, because of the war with the Xuanyou Taoist, he was also badly hurt and declared closed.
But at this time, a bad news came that Xuan Wuxie explored the tomb of the evil god and was buried in the hands of the dead body of the evil god.
The emperor's ancestor ordered the supreme elder of taixuan Shengzong to go out and break into the tomb of evil gods. He only found a flesh and blood blurred body. However, from the perspective of breath and blood, it is no doubt that he is innocent.
"No evil, you are too rash to look for the corpse of an evil god."
In tears, the emperor ordered people to carry down Xuan Wuye's body and murmured, "you're dead. Who will help me take the last step to become a God in the future? It's difficult to become a God without the oppression of the strong and amazing existence..."
Xuan Wuye is dead.
"Only Xi Yingqing is left."
"I hope he won't let me down," sighed the emperor
In daoshen mountain, Xi Yingqing, the young supreme leader of taixuan Shengzong, looked at the opposite side quietly. A ghost faced man sat on the throne of the Fallen God and said in a hoarse voice: "elder martial brother Xi, this is my story."
He cried like tears, and the mask on his face also cried like tears. He whispered: "I fell in love with my Shiniang. I never expressed love to her in my life. The emperor killed my Shiniang. That's why I want to deal with him and why I pretended to die..."
He raised his head, took off his mask, and his face looked like crying or laughing. He said quietly, "it is said that the God of Luoshen mountain degenerated into a devil because his beloved died. Elder martial brother Xi, I have become a devil, so this Luoshen mountain is my best place to stay."
"I failed. I am not the opponent of the emperor, even the emperor who has suffered a heavy blow."
Xuan Wuye put the bronze mask on the throne and stood up and said, "the way of cultivation is slow step by step. The Taihuang's qualifications and savvy are top people. Even if they are not as good as you and me, they are not far away. Our cultivation time is shorter than him. It's really difficult to catch up with him. Moreover, his Taoist heart is perfect and has no flaws. It's even more difficult for us to catch up with him."
Xi Yingqing nodded and sighed, "indeed."
He had just heard the story of Xuan Wuye. The distorted love made him full of sympathy for Xuan Wuye, the disciple of the emperor's ancestor.
"But I have a way to catch up with the emperor, surpass the emperor and kill him!"
Xuan Wuye's eyes lit up, looked at Xi Yingqing and said, "I think of a way to defeat and kill the emperor. Elder martial brother Xi, do you want to hear it?"
Xi should nod affectionately.
Xuan Wuye smiled, like a crazy Devil: "I once said that you and I are the most promising men to become God. No one has God's qualification, and you have God's understanding! Senior brother Xi, if you combine your and my advantages, I will understand, you practice, and then combine your and my mana into one, you can surpass the emperor!"
Xi Yingqing nodded and whispered, "I think of this, too, but to do this, one of us needs to sacrifice. You are my best friend..."
Xuan Wuye laughed and twisted his face: "best friend! Best friend... Elder martial brother Xi, you and I are like two sides of God. God's understanding, God's qualification and any side of simplicity. It is very difficult to kill the emperor who is closest to God. Only by combining these two sides into one can we kill the emperor!"
His hands trembled and he said in a trembling voice, "even my best friend can't shake the hatred in my heart! Only by killing you and refining you into my separate body, can Xuan Wuxie and Xi Yingqing be one, and two Xuan Wuxie or two Xi Yingqing practice together, can they have hope to surpass the Emperor's ancestors."
He shed tears, but the eagerness in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Hei hei said with a smile: "senior brother Xi, you and I have never been able to tell the real victory or defeat. Today we are here. Let's have a battle of life and death in this falling god mountain!"
His momentum became stronger and stronger. He shouted loudly: "no matter who you and I survive, there is hope to defeat the emperor, the emperor of blood blade! I hope senior brother Xi doesn't keep his hand today! Because..."
"I won't keep my hand!"
"Today, only one person can walk out of tuoshen mountain alive!"
Xi Yingqing was excited, dressed and hunting. He looked up and said in a astringent voice, "if I lose, you will refine me into a separate body and become the supreme leader of my Xuantian holy sect. I hope you can treat my holy sect's disciples well."
Xuan Wuye thought for a moment and said, "if you win, I have nothing. I just hope elder martial brother Xi can hide me in the dark, just like this fallen god... Elder martial brother Xi, please!"
Two of the most outstanding young people in the world today, two men known as the most promising to become gods, finally fought. They were so amazing. The divine light emitted by the divine power lit up the dark falling temple, the ghost mask on the throne and the sad and beautiful love stories depicted on the walls of the palace.
That is the love story between the Fallen God and the woman he loves deeply.
Their talents were fully demonstrated in this war. Although they were very young, each blow was more fierce and perfect than those masters of the older generation!
The two young people fought and displayed their most powerful magic powers, colliding and separating again and again, adding wounds to each other again and again, causing a fatal blow to each other!
Finally, the battle ended.
Xuan Wuye fell down.
"I lost, or lost..."
He coughed up blood, looked at Xi Yingqing coming, and said with a tragic smile: "don't disappoint my younger martial sister, I promised my martial mother..."
Xi Yingqing was slightly stunned and nodded silently.
"Elder martial brother Xi, hurry up. Don't refine me into a separate body after I die. I'm afraid my mana will be lost with my death..."
After a long time, "Xuan Wuxie" got up, walked to the throne of the Fallen God, picked up the ghost mask on the throne and gently put it on his face.
And Xi Yingqing has turned and walked out.
He returned to Xuantian Shengzong and saw the girl sitting on the roof of lingxiufeng hall. He went to the girl, who was his younger martial sister and had always wanted to introduce her to xuanwuye.
"Younger martial sister, I saw a bird covered with blood just now, drilling into the thorns, stabbing his chest with blood and singing."
Xi Yingqing stood behind the girl and gently sang, "Xuan Wuxie, Xuan Wuxie, leaving hatred and bitter tears..."
The girl turned back gently, holding a mirror in her hand, with tears in her eyes, but still giggled: "elder martial brother, I can't remember what the master looks like..."
Xi Yingqing looked at the mirror in her hand. She was deeply grieved and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
On this day, he killed his best friend. On this day, his little younger martial sister cut off his memory of the master, Taoist Xuanyou.
"Xuan Wuxie, Xuan Wuxie!"
A thorn bird was lamenting, "there are many bitter tears from hatred and hatred!"
"Infatuation wears ghost face all his life and becomes a devil for infatuation!"
"Things in the past and present can be sad and surprised; life experience hate can never be provoked. Sentimental, this body is willing to die, but would like to sing in pairs in the afterlife!"
End of xuanwuxie biography.