Emperor’s Domination

The Holy Light rejects the Sword and cannot be cut back to the origin of the Ancestors.

“Light is eternal, never decadent!” The saints whistle, the avenues remain unchanged, the holy lights remain endless, and the holy lights abound.

But at this moment, it changed, and when I heard the sound of "clatter”, a ray of holy light was like stripping away. At this moment, even the holy light was like stripping away a bone, it seemed to strip away its own body and reveal its origin.

Every ray of holy light is like liquefaction, every ray of holy light is like flowing, at this moment the holy light is no longer just light, it no longer stays on the cold conceptual level, it is real existence, living existence.

Between these moments, every ray of holy light is like having life, every ray of holy light is like a faith carrying billions of living beings, and they are the ancestors of an entire epoch.

“Boom -” a loud noise, as the divine light is detached and bones change, all the divine light rises in the sky, at this moment like all the holy light converges, with a sound of a burst of roar, the origin of the light appears, the origin of the light hangs high behind the mind of the saint, giving the saint endless divine power.

The sound of "Succulence, Succulence, Succulence” sounds. At this moment, it is no longer the rebellion of the Holy Sword that returns to its ancestors. Rather, all the Holy Lights are melted by the original power of the Light of the Holy Sword. The power of all the Holy Lights is used by the Saint, who holds the Light, who dominates the Light.

“Bang -” sounded, the holy sword was cut back on the ancestors of the round, a sword snowflake, as long as it was cut down, whether you are the Great Immortal King or the Dark Giant, you cannot stop this sacred sword, this is the verdict of superiority, a sword fell, it is certain to die.

“Bang” sounded, his body fell straight down and the whole man was slaughtered there after the full circle of holy light had struck his ancestors with a sword.

Watching such a scene, instantly the heavens and the earth were silent, and the Emperor Immortal King, who had the strength to see the scene, couldn't help but hold his breath. The Emperor Immortal King's heart couldn't help but beat.

Did it work? At this time, many of the Great Immortal King are forced to hold their breath, keep a close eye on the river for a long time, stare at this scene, see if there will be any other variations.

“Buzz - buzz - buzz -" sounded, turning back to the dead bodies of the desert ancestors who had fallen on the long river for a long time, turned into a ray of light, this ray of holy light converging, all integrated into the source of light.

The sound of "tsu -”, when it was the turn of the dead ancestors to disperse, a time node in the long river of this epoch suddenly came into being, a darkness was born, instantly transforming this era into darkness, the darkness of the entire era was as dark as ink, reaching out to the five fingers, all the living beings of this era were devoured by this terrible darkness, even billions of lives, it was nothing but flesh food in darkness.

“The passing is the passing.” It is only at this moment that it is the turn of the desert ancestors to appear in darkness, and darkness to accompany him for a long time. The turn of the desert ancestors at this moment gives a very different feeling.

Until then, turning back to the desert ancestors gives you a sense of regurgitation, and you can even say that he stands in front of you, and you have no idea that he is a dark giant, but more like an elegant old man.

But at this moment, the return of the desert ancestors has a different temperament. Born in darkness, he will return to darkness. Even if he does not have an astonishing atmosphere, there is already a hegemony between words and deeds that devours the earth for nine days and ten days, and there is already an ancient fierceness of dominance.

At this moment, even if it was the turn of the Ancestors, he gave people the feeling of a floodplain beast. He was a floodplain beast who had just woken up. He was definitely not a benevolent man. He ate everything in the world with his mouth open.

When the Desert Ancestor came out of the darkness, the saint was no exception, still staring at him, with the sword in his hand, still fearless for nine days and ten days, invincible for all eternity.

“Old friend, you did it, at least you cut off my light, and that goes with it.” Rough ancestors laughed back and slowly said: “Happiness and happiness depend on each other, who knows what bliss is. If the light does not return, I am born of darkness. That is who I am. ”

It's really hard to say whether it's a disaster or a blessing to let a lot of the Emperor Immortal King hold his breath and turn back to the Luminous Father who was beheaded.

As Li Qi Night said, no one is born evil. Turning back to his ancestors was not born or dark, nor was he born or darkened.

When he was a young ancestor, he fought like many invincible generations. He tried, he was a bloodthirsty man. He fought for himself and for those around him. When he achieved invincibility, it was a time of light and light.

As for how the return of the Desert Ancestors later entered the darkness and became the dark origins of the Far Age, it was unknown to outsiders and no one knew what he had been through.

In any case, even if it became the origin of darkness and the most horrific dark giant of the entire era, the return of the Desert Ancestors was once illuminated, so he had his own light.

However, today he confronted Light with Light and was eventually beheaded by the saints.

“The light never falls!” The saint was indifferent and looked back at the desert ancestors and slowly said: “It is not the light that abandoned you, it is you who did not persevere in the light! ”

“Yeah.” With regard to the saint's indifference, the Ancestor of the Round was not angry, very calm, and said: “I am far less on this road than you, not as far away as my old friend, not as thorough as my old friend. The heart of the avenue, why not a fearless heart? ”

“The heart is weak, the talent of all generations is nothing more than to harm the world.” The saint is indifferent, and the utterance is nail-to-nail and ruthless.

“Today, I don't talk to old friends about right or wrong, nor do I talk to old friends about black and white people.” Rough ancestors smiled gently and shook their heads gently. “At this level, we don't need to talk about right and wrong, black and white people, we can define right and wrong, black and white people ourselves. ”

“Then let the light judge your darkness.” The holy sword of the saint pointed straight at his eyes, sparkling with endless holy light, his eyes as if they were an ocean that had become holy light.

“My old friend, you are truly amazing, but you are still a little stronger than you were when you were really at your peak. It's really a little difficult for me to be in a position to fight you. But, old friend, you underestimated me a little. Even though our era has been ruined, I am inherent in the fact that an old friend is no better than me.” It was the turn of the wild ancestors to smile.

A loud noise of "Boom -” fell, his whole body gushed out of darkness, his darkness was so pure, so pure, without any impurities.

“Boom, Boom, Boom...” As the whole body of the desert ancestors sprang out of darkness, the wilderness instantly burst into a blast, only infinite darkness emerged from every inch of the wilderness, as if the whole wilderness was a source of darkness, the darkness that burst out of every inch of the land was a constant source, and it seemed to be able to squeeze out a large barrel of darkness.

All the darkness that sprang out of the wilderness instantly converged, and the darkness that converged dramatically rushed toward the return of the wild ancestors and was absorbed by the return of the wild ancestors.

Though far off is only a fraction of what remains of the entire era compared to the true age of desertion. But only a small fraction of it has not been destroyed in a catastrophe, and it is conceivable how hard it is. In the age of desolation, the remnants of the present desolation are the return of the wild ancestors to their countless years of operation.

During these long years, it took countless efforts to run every inch of the land here, and while it was devastated under the catastrophe, it was still astonishing to return to what it had left behind.

The sound of "Boom -” swayed the river for a long time, and at this moment it was the turn of the wild ancestors that devoured all the darkness from the wilderness. This immense and unmatched backdrop instantly grew the turn of the wild ancestors.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

At this time, it was the turn of the wild ancestors to sprinkle endless darkness. At this moment, it was the turn of the wild ancestors to change the whole person. Standing on the summit, he looked down on the earth for nine days and ten days. He looked down on the gods. In his eyes, everything was nothing but ants.

Now it's time to go back to the wild ancestor wearing the dark crown, wearing the dark imperial robe, between his acts his darkness can devour an era, under his power even time becomes incredibly slow, in such an area he dominates everything.

Until then, the roundabout seemed elegant and noble, making it impossible to associate him with the dark giant.

At this time, the turning back of the wild ancestors is different, one pair of eyes reveals an indifferent light, absolutely unbelievable. In his eyes, nothing is worth mentioning, everything is nothing but dust and ants. Even billions of lives, he would not hesitate to swallow them. At this time, he was ruthless. There was no living breath of life on him. He was darkness. He was no longer a man or a living spirit.

At this moment, you will happen, and the eyes of the wild ancestors will be very similar to the eyes of the saints, the eyes of both of whom are cold and ruthless.

But their ruthlessness was completely different. The ruthlessness of the Desert Ancestors was to make him disregard life. Everything was nothing but ants in his eyes, and the ruthlessness of the saints, out of principle, was what was supposed to be in his eyes.

“Old friend, we are dying today.” At this time, the Desert Ancestor slowly said, the whole person's tone has changed, the world is no match, the world is no different, the world is no more than ants, all the invincible indignation has appeared on him.