"Boom!" Seeing Wang Zhong being thrown into the pool of blood, Wizard Hong suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a muffled sound. The sound of kneeling with his Yin spirit body showed how excited he was at this moment. "One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years!" The wizard Hong knelt on his knees, his eyes were red, and big drops of tears composed of deathly energy fell from the corners of his eyes, but he was crying with joy. He knelt on the ground, his head was like pounded garlic. , shouting at the top of his lungs: "The seven great shamans under the throne of the Human Emperor kowtow here to pray for the birth of our emperor!" With his hoarse shouts, countless faces appeared in the mist that filled the entire sacrificial island, Whether young, old, rough, or enchanting, every face is filled with shocking fanaticism, all echoing the wizard Hong's cry: "kowtow here and pray for the birth of my emperor!" Billions of voices It stirred up the entire sacrificial island and turned into a billowing tide of sound, like rolling thunder, howling wind, and waves of the sea, shaking the whole world! "Ouch!" In the midst of the angry shouts, the huge black octopus entrenched above Tianyuan suddenly stiffened and let out its first and last roar since its birth in response to the fanatical shouts. Then I saw the densely packed black tentacles of this huge and incomparable octopus trembling in all directions, crawling crazily from the edge to the center. Looking down from a high altitude, I saw countless indescribable ones, hundreds of feet or even thousands of feet high, almost touching the sky. The huge wave that connects the ground rushes towards the Sacrifice Floating Island from all directions! Although this huge wave seems to be real, it is actually an illusion. Wherever it passes, everyone and everything remains unchanged. Only one thing has changed, that is, the wild grasses that make up the huge black octopus on Tianyuan have all turned gray and white, and turned into powder after the wave passed. The whole Tianyuan was like a blizzard in an instant. , there is only a snow-white world! "Kowtow here and pray for my emperor to come to this world!" Shouts like thunder and wind howling were also heard from the surging waves. Only then did the few survivors on the sacrificial island notice the coming of the emperor. Where is the black wave coming from the sky and the earth? What kind of wave is it? Those are clearly countless twisted, fanatical faces shouting loudly! It was only then that everyone on the island discovered it, but they didn¡¯t know when. Not only the pitch-black sky has faded away from its black color. It turned into a shocking white, and even the blackened sky restored the color of blue sky and white clouds, and the bright sun shining on the world also restored its original color. The warm sunlight shines again. But looking at the enthusiastic faces all around and listening to their crazy shouts. Anyone would feel that the smoky warm sun shining on their body does not bring any warmth at all. Only a bone-chilling chill swept through his body. "Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!" Nine dragon chants came from the sacrificial island, echoing the thunderous shouts, as if they were also shouting loudly: " ¡Kowtow here. Pray for the birth of my emperor!¡± The shouts of the fanatical faces in the wave, together with the shouts from the black mist of the wizard Honghe¡¯s sacrificial island, merged into a call that shook the sky. , calling for the first human emperor in ancient times, calling for their supreme king to come! "As you wish!" A thick and magnetic voice sounded. At the same time as the voice sounded, a kingly aura that filled the sky and covered all directions burst out from the blood pool. This breath is so vast and so irresistible. Just the moment the breath bursts out, everyone on the island feels a weight on their knees, and they seem to have the urge to kneel down, as if the owner of this breath is like a A born king deserves to be worshiped by others! At the same time as this breath came, the blood pool on the sacrificial island suddenly boiled, and there was a vague figure with a high nose and deep eyes, wearing a flat crown on his head and a nine-dragon crown suit. He held his head high and his chest was strong, as if he was rising from the east. The shadow of the king, like the rising sun, emerged from the boiling blood pool. Seeing this phantom emerge, the monarch and his ministers met for the first time after a hundred thousand years. The wizard Hong could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart. He burst into tears and cried like crazy: "A hundred thousand years! ! One hundred thousand years! My emperor, my emperor finally came to this world! !¡± ¡°Hong, thank you for your hard work!¡± Said with slight emotion. This slight gesture made the wizard Hong seem to have been greatly encouraged and honored. He shouted with choked sobs: "I will not suffer! With the words of my emperor, I will die a hundred times!" "Don't cry. Now that I have come to this world, let us, the monarchs and ministers, work together to establish a foundation that will last forever, and let my dynasty rule the world!" The king took back the hand that caressed the old wizard and stood with his hands behind his back, as if Looking down at the country, he said it as a matter of course. ¡°You are paralyzed!¡± A flash of rainbow light flashed, Yuan Tong shouted angrily, and a straight fist hit the king who was standing with his hands behind his back ¡?¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ ¡°Is everything over?¡± The moment Wang Zhong was immersed in the pool of blood, I felt an boundless will like the vast starry sky envelope me, and my whole person fell into boundless darkness. This feeling is extremely novel. Wang Zhong has never been so awake at this moment, but he is completely unable to feel all the information from the outside world. There is no light, no temperature, no breeze, no sound. There is nothing but boundless darkness in front of Wang Zhong. . In the boundless darkness, the past came to mind one by one. There were too many unfinished things, the blood feud between the sects, the floating city two years later, the decisive figure when I was sixteen, the beautiful figure in Kunpeng Great World, These unfulfilled wishes lingered in his mind one by one. Do you regret it? Wang Zhong has no regrets. Even if he had to do it over again, Wang Zhong would still do the same thing. Just as he said to Wen Yun, love doesn¡¯t know where it started. It goes deeper and deeper. Wang Zhong doesn¡¯t know when he started to like it. I fell in love with this girl, but I fell in love with her so deeply and couldn't help myself. Wang Zhong became interested in this Yu tribe girl from the first time he met Wen Yun in Baling. The legendary ethnic group that used snow as food and ice as walls once made Wang Zhong feel absurd and at the same time deeply curious. Is there really such an ethnic group in this world? The appearance of Wen Yun told Wang Zhong that there was indeed such a group, and that this group was larger than imagined. The Wu Clan's practice system also aroused Wang Zhong's interest. When a man becomes curious about a woman, he is not far away from falling in love with her. Afterwards, the Blood Sea Sect besieged Red Eagle Guard. Wen Yun used his witchcraft to the extreme to block the Blood Sea Sect's repeated attacks. Wang Zhong was even more interested in this girl who usually didn't talk much and who never touched the ground like an elf. Watch with admiration. Although she looks weak on the outside, she has a strong heart. Facing the overwhelming, mad dog-like Blood Sea Cultists, if she is an ordinary woman, even if she has enough power, she will be frightened by their crazy appearance, resulting in Ten percent of the strength could not be exerted even 10 percent, but Wang Zhong did not see a trace of cowardice in this girl's face, but only an extremely calm and effortless calm. When Wang Zhong saw that the Blood Sea Sect's offensive became more and more crazy, and he decided to risk his own life, the entire Red Eagle Guard and several officers of the Yulin Army fell silent. It is not difficult for generals like them to fight with everyone until the last moment. However, taking risks alone may not be a successful adventure. These officers have a non-committal attitude. If it were not for Wang Zhong to supervise the army, I am afraid these people will leave. Only Wen Yun, a woman with a weak appearance but a strong heart, stood behind Wang Zhong at this moment. She believed that Wang Zhong's extremely risky strategy was feasible and went with him to take the risk. Sometimes trust can be so unreasonable. As Wen Yun, she could have taken the biggest machine and fled, but she stayed and accompanied Wang Zhong on adventures. Even if Wang Zhong was really the sword holder she needed, this trust would still be there. Wang Zhong felt warm in his heart. In the sea of ????blood, Wen Yun activated witchcraft at the most critical moment to force Wang Zhong out of Zhou Kun's killing range, and fell into a coma. From that moment on, Wang Zhong began to have deep feelings for her. , A hero saving a beauty can make a beauty fall in love, but what about a beauty saving a hero? In fact, it is the same. It's just that although Wang Zhong has been playing in the Qingyun Sect for many years and has many close friends, in fact he has not really immersed himself in it, and he knows very little about the word love, so he does not notice it, but feels that it is in his heart. Full of emotion. When he came out of the Blood Sea Cave, Wen Yun asked Wang Zhong to protect the people of the Witch Clan after he failed to become the Witch Lord. Wang Zhong agreed without thinking at the time, and attached the condition. Now that I think about it, the reason why Wang Zhong was When I blurted it out, it was more like a lover than a friend. Wang Zhong couldn't notice it because he felt that his love had been buried deep and dry with the girl's decisive figure when he was sixteen years old. Wang Mengyao was more like a dream to him than a relationship. After all, The world of Kunpeng is not the world that Wang Zhong lives in. The relationship between the two is more like a dream than reality, and the withered love has not yet sprouted. Wang Zhong blurted out those words. He didn't realize it himself, but Wen Yun, who was delicate and thoughtful, discovered this. That's why there was that kiss under the moon. That kiss was actually the kiss of love for this elf-like girl. But Wang Zhong still couldn't tell the difference at this time. It wasn¡¯t until the wizard Hong put the knife on Wen Yun¡¯s neck, and at the critical moment, that Wang Zhong clearly heard the voice deep in his heart. It turned out that after the age of sixteen, that heartThe love seeds that had dried up and died had already grown into towering trees without even realizing it, but the name engraved on the love seeds changed from Ping Yanqing to Wen Yun. Therefore, Wang Zhong does not regret his move, but when it comes to regrets, Wang Zhong is indeed regretful. Unfortunately, he has not done many things. In this way, he fell into boundless darkness and could never wake up. ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡End of the full text¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and more updated novels Hurry! ps: Hahahaha, this book is finally here. In fact, it took a lot of effort to write it, and I really wanted to end it like this, but I really can¡¯t bring myself to end it. This book will continue to be updated, and I won¡¯t. Know why