He looked up to stop himself from being a one-armed old man dancing in Tsing Yi. Although he was neither heroic nor vigorous, at this time, he had a style of suppressing 3,000 worlds and crossing the ages!
"Liquidation is coming"
Li Yu laughed and slowly retreated to give the venue to the old man in Tsing Yi.
At this moment, the body of the Great Sage of the Sun clan is shaking violently. He stared at the old man in Tsing Yi in horror. Although he has one arm, although his youth has not only gone through ages, it will not dissipate!
"You are the Sun Emperor!"
Panic and shouting echoed throughout the land of Jin Wuzu, making the world a dead silence.
Sun shenghuang!
Chapter two hundred and seventy-two The sun out xing!
A scream and a crow completely broke the silence of the whole purple star.
The Great Sage shocked the whole GuXing. He stumbled and retreated, and his eyes were shocked and frightened. The whole body was trembling with horror, and he almost bowed down and could not bear it.
Terran monks are even more physical gods. Qi Zhen showed disbelief. What did they hear?
What does the Great Sage of the Sun Clan shout?
That seems to be the sun emperor?
Terran emperor! Sun shenghuang!
An unexpected identity, a collapse of the ages, a title of Terran Emperor!
"The emperor! It’s the holy emperor! The ethnic group will fall, and the holy emperor is really back! "
"This is to punish the sun? In the past, I was indebted to the holy emperor, but now I am oppressing the ancient religion of the sun and killing three or two people! "
Many people tremble and prostrate themselves to worship their roots uncontrollably, which is due to the fear of the soul.
Burst! Burst!
All the monks in Ziwei felt that they could kneel down one after another from the heart. People trembled. The former emperor was too far away from the later generations to be alive again. This is a miracle.
"Said the sun emperor? How can the two emperors of Taikoo return to the world when they have created the Sun Mother Sutra? No way! Absolutely impossible! "
"False is false! It must be the king who created the dreamland. Do you want me to wait and retreat? No way, Saint Wang Dasheng Qi now you are all going to die! Everyone is going to die! ! ！”
The sun in the kingdom of Fusang is crazy, and it’s hard to accept that this shock is almost like a bolt from the blue. Even the born sages are dull and shivering, and they dare not say a word.
"Is the homeland still the homeland?"
The old man in Tsing Yi looked at the sky and looked at the ground with all the vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
No one spoke. The whole Fusang Kingdom was quiet. Only Tsing Yi moved with the wind and the black ocean fluctuated in the distance.
He can see the whole purple flower, but he can’t seem to see the fresh blood of the past, those belonging to his descendants and other ethnic groups
There are only three people left in the whole Sun Temple.
"The world has changed, and this day has finally appeared."
Tsing Yi one-armed old man said slowly, holding the sarcophagus. At this moment, it seemed to shake the three realms and six gas-rushed bullfights, making the star field touch the heavens and the earth!
There was a dark sun forming outside his body! That wave made the Great Sage of the Sun clan tremble as if facing a terrible evil spirit!
"Damn what did this help descendants do? They slaughtered the descendants of the Sun Emperor? What is this? It’s not like this. Pit your ancestors! ! ！”
The background of the birth of the Sun family was numb, and in a short moment, they learned the cause and effect and almost fainted on the spot.
They never thought that this genocide turned out to be such a cause that even the sun emperor provoked it.
This is no longer a pit dad, but a pit ancestor pit ancestors for ten generations.
Maybe even Fusang Guxingyu will be implicated in disaster!
"The descendants of Ren Huang have always adhered to the teachings of the Holy Emperor to keep their ancestors. The past years were also my sacred land of Ziwei Terran, but the Sun clan was arrogant and constantly oppressed the troublemaker."
In the field, there is an old monk of Terran who kowtows to the holy emperor and cries for blood. As far as the ancient religion of the sun is concerned, it is unfair.
Then more and more monks knelt down to tell the story of the ancient religion of the sun, and the cruelty of the Sun people.
Li Yu is very considerate. Hengyu furnace reflects the sky, and this scene is clearly visible outside the whole world.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Hearing these words, the sun looked even paler and trembled, but could do nothing to stop it.
The old man in Tsing Yi listened quietly. He didn’t move his mouth, but his white hair became deeper and deeper. His body surface was surrounded by dark sun, and it seemed that the gate of hell was full of horrible breath.
He still holds the ancient coffin with the sun, the emperor’s skin and his emperor’s soldiers. The sacred tower of the sun is the source of being able to keep his head.
But at this moment, with the revelation of the tragic situation of the descendants of the Holy Emperor, the deep-rooted terrible evil thoughts seem to have revived.
"No, it’s not the real sun emperor. It’s a deity!"