Chapter 1782

Xiao Yao began to sort out the story line of his time.

The rise of the human race suppressed the three clans of immortals, demons and demons.

As for whether there is any oppression, he still doesn't know. Even if there is, in Xiao Yao's opinion, there is nothing to sympathize with.

When the three clans of immortals, demons and demons are above the human race, do they really regard human life as a weed?

After being suppressed by the Terran, the three clans of immortals, demons and demons are dissatisfied. On the surface, they still have full respect for the Terran, but behind the scenes, the three clans of immortals, demons and demons have united to overthrow the rule of the Terran.

It's clear that the rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building. However, the strong men of the three clans of immortals, demons and Demons jointly set up a natural barrier to cover the surging undercurrent.

A hammer fell.

There was a bang.

The three clans of immortals, demons and Demons suddenly subconsciously raised their heads and looked in a certain direction. They didn't see anything, but they felt that the noise was like thunder and their faces were pale.

Maybe what they are thinking is, have their plans been discovered?

Wait until after the fear, the eyes are firm.

There is no turning back. If it is not found, it should go forward.

If it's found, it's better to keep going!

Xiao Yao didn't know whether it really had something to do with the hammer he had dropped. But when he thought about it, he thought it was unreasonable. After all, the time was wrong.

Next, Xiao Yao saw with his own eyes that all the immortals entered a door.

By the time they came back, they were already smiling.

"The gate of immortals is destroyed, and so are the gods of all human beings. No one will fly up in that world." An Immortal Emperor said with a sneer.

In a flash, the three clans of immortals, demons and Demons cheered.

Even if it is the Spring Festival in the world, it is not as busy as here and now.

Fairy gate destroyed

The bridge of mortals was destroyed

Xiao Yao's nails cut into the palm of his hand.

He felt that he seemed to understand something, but not enough.

"If you can't get the answer here, go to the fairy family and ask."

After reciting this sentence, Xiao Yao, as if playing games with himself, asked himself: "if the fairy is not willing to say it?"

Frown, think, ponder.

Xiao Yao seems to have encountered the most difficult problem to understand.

Once again, a hammer fell down, and the sound of the hammer shook my mind.

He had a sudden insight and a smile on his face.

"If you don't want to talk about it, you'd better die."

After thinking about it, he grinned like a child.

Turn the picture again.

The Mars around us are converging again. The Taiji map carries the divine consciousness. It breaks through the time gap and changes the stars in the sky.

In front of my eyes is a lush forest, sword mountain!

This day's sword mountain seems to be a little different, even if the air here is a little cooler than in the past.

Cool is sad.

The whole mountain, but everyone who saw, they are carrying a sword, at the same time, are also dressed in white robes.

There is no exception.

Look scared, lonely, worried.

On the sword mountain, there is a sword chant.

"The spring and autumn sword enters the mountain again!"

"The fall of the sword king!"

For a moment, the sword god mountain, wailing everywhere.

The swords on the back of the sword gods, who are carrying long swords, come out of the scabbard together and vibrate with a very fast frequency, and they also make a sound.

The sound of the sword is sad.

"The sword emperor, has it fallen?" Xiao Yao condescending, looking at this picture, for a moment, do not know what to say.

From those people's displeased comments, Xiao Yao finally understood something.

The Terran is certainly powerful, but the life span of the Terran is much worse than that of the three clans of immortals, demons and demons.

Even the existence of the emperor of swords and the emperor of men can only last for a thousand years.

However, the immortals, gods and demons can live for tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years.

"The way of heaven is unfair!" The emperor roared at the sword mountain.

Those long swords, like sword rain all over the sky, fall in a hurry.

Then, Xiao Yao also witnessed the emperor's life and death.

On his deathbed, the emperor suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiao Yao.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something. At last, he still didn't say anything. His body slowly dissipated and turned into a pool of rolling water, floating in the air and merging with the sea of clouds in the sky.

The next moment, it's pouring rain.

Dead wood sprouts.

The spring of all things!

This is the last gift given to the great wasteland by the fallen emperor.

The new emperor appeared.

At this time, the Terran suddenly panic.

Many people say that in recent years, there are no more Terrans entering the fairyland, and they can't receive them.

Others say that in recent years, there will be no more newborns, and it seems that the human race will no longer be able to reproduce.

Xiao Yao hammered down again and again.

He had no way to open his mouth to tell the preparations of the three realms of the immortals, demons and demons of the Terran. He just thought that his hammer fell down again and again, maybe, he could wake them up.

Unfortunately, those people can't hear the sound of Xiao Yao dropping the heavy hammer.

The new emperor looks very young. He also has a long head and a strong face.

Standing on that high platform, he said loudly to the Terran that he would lead the Terran to prosperity.

Then, Xiao Yao found that he was mixed up with a female Immortal Emperor.

I don't know the change of the sun and the moon outside.

Time goes by like this.

When the number of Terrans began to decline sharply, he finally woke up.

On that day, a big war broke out.

The battle between the Terrans and the three clans of immortals, demons and demons.

The emperor of man, kill a million immortals and demons.

Immortal Emperor, demon God, demon king, all died clean, but not every immortal, demon and demon took part in this battle.

They have a backhand. Perhaps, the three clans of immortals, demons and demons have long understood that they can't win the final battle.

The emperor stood on the top of a cloud. The mian Diao on his head was scattered, leaving only a certain crown.

His clothes, I don't know when they were torn, look a little embarrassed, spirit, also slowly lax.

At last, he growled and roared.

"The emperor of the human race vowed to heaven that he would exchange my life for the last pure land of the human race and open up a new star field to allow the human race to survive“

Then he closed his eyes and fell.

The remaining hundreds enter a door.

Xiao Yao followed the Terran and walked into the door.

Familiar scene, familiar road.

Here, it is called the ninth floor star domain by the Terran.

A few years later, the three immortals, demons and Demons found here. The three new immortals of the immortals tried their best to open a door.

Through the door, the demon forced his way in.

Among them, he has seen, Xue Jiao and he mentioned, sin dragon.

He originally thought that this was a prison for demons in fairyland.

He thought that this was the place created by the fairies.

The original idea was finally completely overturned.

Here is the last pure land of the human race!

At first, the people here were able to cope with it.

Later, the village, only the old man.

Finally, the last pure land of the Terran was set on fire

Outside, the three clans of immortals, demons and demons are cheering.

They won the battle.

The Terrans lose, they lose.

The former dynasty was completely overthrown by immortals and demons.

Xiao Yao always feels that he seems to have missed some details and didn't understand them. In fact, these are not important anymore. That's the story.

I have seen this scene through many years.

"Fairy! Yongsheng

"Demon clan, Yongsheng!"

"Yaozu, Yongsheng!"

The three clans of immortals, demons and Demons held a grand banquet. The rare three clans of immortals, demons and demons were able to sit together and eat delicacies.

Xiao Yao felt that the steamed bread they were holding was dipped in human blood.

He wanted to get closer and ask them.

Was it good?

"From then on, I, the king of the demon clan, will be the demon emperor!"

"The fairies agree."

"The demons agree!"

"From then on, there will be no emperor, the sword emperor!"

"In the world, humans are mole ants!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yao saw with his own eyes that a Buddha in cassock came here.

He put his hands together, said a few words with a smile, and turned away.

Xiao Yao sneered.

He suddenly wanted to understand why he always felt something was missing before.

Without Buddhism.

From the beginning to the end, the Buddha Kingdom did not appear.

In other words, I just didn't see it.

It is not known what role they played in this subversive drama.

They must have participated, Xiao Yao said to himself in his heart.

There are too many illogicals in this story.

For example, the emperor of man and the emperor of sword are so powerful, why don't they notice all kinds of changes before the mountain rain is coming.

Perhaps it is the Buddhas who cherish their feathers in the Buddha world who hide everything in order to conceal their own actions.

The three clans of immortals, demons and demons are still dancing. Xiao Yao gave a roar, tearing his heart and lungs. A hammer down, the picture fragmented. A hammer will break spring and autumn. Taiji diagram runs again, penetrates everything and returns to the sword furnace space. Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyes and looked at the iron under him. The sword shining with rainbow light. When Hongguang gradually converged, Xiao Yao saw the sword, simple and unadorned, but from time to time flashing golden light. The golden light suddenly appears like the king of swords. Spring and autumn sword, cut spring and autumn. He reached out and held the sword. The handle of the sword felt burning. When the handle of the sword touched the palm of his hand, he smelled a smell of burning, as well as wisps of white smoke. The sword sounds and shakes, and the anger breaks the river of stars“ Terran, you are not clean Xiao Yao lowered his head, looked at the spring and Autumn Period in his hand, and said softly“ Yes, Terran, they didn't wipe out it completely From the spring and autumn sword, there is a voice as old as the sea. In that voice, some heroic, some joking, some sarcastic“ How about the last thought of cutting off an Immortal Emperor? " Spring and autumn sword, break through all barriers, a sword into the sky. A moment later, Chunqiu sword came back with blood on its blade. The light of the sword flickers, rushes into Xiao Yao's body, melts into the heart of the sword, and takes root. The heart of the sword breeds the spring and autumn sword. The spring and autumn sword feeds back the heart of the sword. Somewhere in the fairyland, there was a howl“ Nanman Immortal Emperor, immortal meteorite Spring and autumn sword, break spring and autumn. This is a new era（ Second watch