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Xueer has no intention of blaming her.

Although the acquaintance with Brother Changfeng was a trick of God, she was grateful for the destiny of Wurong Heaven.

She is a person with kindness to the world.

Once upon a time, she was obsessed with it.

Even now, she felt that the unforgettable experience was extremely beautiful.

She will always remember the past and bury them deeply in her heart.

She thought that even when she arrived at Jiuyou Huangquan, she would never drink Mengpo Soup and forget this precious memory.

Because she firmly believes that there will be a reincarnation in this world!

Xueer wiped away the crystal-like tears at the corners of her eyes.

She looked into the depths of the sky.

Yuwen Valve, who noticed that the terrifying aura came from outside the sky, also raised his head and looked at it, and saw that the sky gate was opened in the depths of the sky.

Luo Changfeng opened the gate of heaven with one arrow and killed the saint with one arrow.

He was bathed in the holy light of lotus flowers, and his deep eyes locked the dragon robe on the top of the city tower.

Luo Changfeng spoke.

There are voices of men and women that cannot distinguish between yin and yang spreading between this world.

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven!"

...

Luo Changfeng's voice seemed to contain some unviolable rules of the law of heaven. This rule seemed to drive people's hearts to control, and the ghosts were in trouble.

Before the sound was dissipated, the 500,000 besieged royal army, the 30,000 Xuan-armored Imperial Guards on the city tower, and even the millions of people in the Bailou Gate knelt down one after another, and the vast and continuous sound of respectful sending sounds sounded between the heaven and earth.

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven!"

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven..."

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven..."

Third, please let the sound of ascending to heaven and earth be silent for a moment.

It seemed as if time had made the picture stop and freeze at this moment, even the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

The emperor Yan Bailou raised his head and looked at the heavenly gate that he didn't know where he led. He had not yet entered the saint and had not yet passed away, so he naturally could not turn into his true body and climb to the heavenly gate.

But after the three requests ascended to heaven, a force that became increasingly powerful and even irresistible seemed to be entrusting his body in the dark, lifting up the dragon robe.

Yan Bailou frowned slightly.

He can't help himself.

He reluctantly took the step toward the sky.

Under countless gazes, under Luo Changfeng's murderous gaze, Yan Bailou climbed to the sky gate step by step.

The strange light inside the Tianmen became hotter and hotter.

The light shone on the dragon robe, making Yan Bailou feel like his true body was burned.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at his body that was becoming more and more transparent. He knew that he was being swallowed by an unimaginable force. The power was the strange light scattered from the sky gate.

How could Yan Bailou be willing to be buried here? A great emperor died at the hands of his younger generation?

No matter how powerful the Divine Arrow Eight is, it is just a thing on earth. As for the so-called arrow opening the sky gate, it seems to him that it is just a mysterious and shameful method.

Seeing his body uncontrollably walking towards the gate of heaven, Yan Bailou's expression began to change from calm to uneasy.

One step, one step.

Uneasy, he began to gather his cultivation and poured all his peak strength into the Xueji Sword in his hand.

It was getting closer and closer to the Gate of Heaven, until the strange light enveloped his entire figure.

Xueji Sword, which was under the terrifying cultivation, emitted a low sword roar and tremble.

His steps became lighter and lighter, and his figure gradually faded, like a floating feather.

There are three more steps.

There are two more steps.

The last step!

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven!"

Luo Changfeng asked again.

"Please respect the emperor ascend to heaven..."

The sound of respectful gifts between heaven and earth is endless.

In the last step, when Yan Bailou's figure was completely swallowed by the sky gate, the uneasiness on his face turned into disgust. He glanced at Luo Changfeng coldly and stared at him like a god of death.

After infusing all his cultivation, Xue Jichao slashed and fell down that Tianmen.

At that moment, he was swallowed by the gate of heaven.

A sword light was shocked from the sky, but the figure of the Emperor Yan Bailou was no longer seen.

He slashed the sky gate with one sword.

Another step to reach the sky.

...

The Great Yan Zunhuang Yan Bailou fell?

This is definitely not the case!

After Yan Bailou entered the Tianmen Gate, Luo Changfeng's arrow opened the Tianmen Gate trembled like saturation. Layers of strange halos were dazzling with the trembling of the Tianmen, and even the space around him was shaking violently.

The wind and snow flying in the sky were swallowed wildly by the gate of heaven.

The nine-headed giant bird that Jiang Manlou and others rode swayed left and right, and almost fell from the sky.

Luo Changfengyao looked at the Tianmen who would collapse at any time with a serious look.

Zhu Sheng and Kai Tian are the last two arrows of Arrow Eight. If you can't do anything to Yan Bailou, you will really have to fight for your life with your life.

...

Jun Zeyu suddenly stood up from the wooden wheelbarrow.

The generals on the battlefield also stood up.

Jiang Manlou frowned and looked at the Tianmen where cracks were trembling violently.

Xueer also clenched her sleeves anxiously.

Brother Changfeng and her father, she didn't want to see anyone be hurt. She knew that this idea was a bit stupid, but she kept muttering. She tried to convince herself that everything would be clear after rain.

However, how can the irreconcilable hatred of one's death be clear?

Xueer didn't have time to think about whether her thoughts were stupid, she saw several cracks appearing again in the Tianmen.

The sky around was trembling like an earthquake, and countless pieces fell off crazily. The sound of Yan Bailou's howling in the sky gate spread here, awakening the minds of 500,000 royal troops and millions of people in the capital who were controlled by Arc Ba.

So it burst out with a loud bang.

The sky gate collapsed, and the strange light turned into countless streams of light and splashed everywhere. A vast terrifying energy swept wildly toward north, south, west, and east, and ripples spread in the sky.

The ripples rippled by the waist, and Luo Changfeng opened his mouth and spit out red blood. Under countless sober gazes, he fell down.

Release the arrow eight that holds tightly in your palm.

His body is in the shape of a bow bridge.

The limbs and heads are falling, which is the form of death falling.

He did not close his eyes because he still had obsession.

He could clearly feel his body falling like light snowflakes.

Because the clouds in my eyes are getting farther and farther away.

He wanted to move, but couldn't.

Even if you blink, you will feel powerless.

He wanted to speak, but he spoke silently.

He knew that everything came to an end with the collapse of the Tianmen, the hatred of the Luohemen, the fall of Yan Bailou, and his own life.

it's all over!

Luo Changfeng's mind echoed this sentence.

He kept falling.

The wind and snow slashed across the cheeks.

He no longer had the cold touch.

He saw many cute faces.

He saw the cheeks of Jiang Manlou, An Hongdou and others above the nine-headed giant bird.

He vaguely heard the call of Jiang Manlou and An Hongdou, and Xueer.

The call became farther and farther away... He could not hear anything.

His vision also began to become dim.

The night eroded his vision bit by bit. The clouds he saw were gray, the snow he saw was gray, and the figure of Yan Bailou was also gray.

There was a thunder in my mind.

He looks back.

Yan Bailou is not dead!

At the moment when darkness obscures his eyes, he saw the flowing light gathering from all directions, and Yan Bailou's figure condensed again under the dazzling luster.

Luo Changfeng clenched his fists tightly.

The lotus with thirty-six lotus petals dragged his falling body, and he no longer fell.

He stood up again.

Standing in the void.

A knife was tightly held in his hand.

The third butcher knife of the magic weapon!