850: C850 Centennial

C850 Centennial

Bai Yingxue's pupils gradually dimmed down. As he looked at the glass bottle that was only the size of a palm, a pitiful expression appeared on his face.

That glass bottle was the size of a palm, moving up and down with the waves like a small boat. It seemed as if it could be submerged at any time.

"So it turns out that the world we thought was very big was just a glazed flower pot …" Bai Yingxue lay prostrate on the blood colored ocean. A large wave struck over and landed on her body.

With a boom, many of the bones in her body began to disintegrate.

"Meng Xuan, you must live well. Walk out of this world …" The outside world is truly magnificent. " Bai Yingxue had reached the end and was at the end of his tether.

Meng Xuan was trapped within the last mecha. Tears and blood welled up in his eyes.

"Bai Yingxue, put me down. Get the hell in here." Meng Xuan roared.

"Meng Xuan …" Bai Yingxue seemed to be tired, slowly closing his eyes. Every breath he took consumed a great deal of her energy.

Finally, the Mecha's nine tails snapped as it fell from the sky, landing in a sea of blood.

Meng Xuan came out from the cave.

The moment he appeared, he felt unimaginable pain!

What a pain it was.

The pain seeped into his bone marrow, as if a heavenly blade was cutting his primordial spirit time and time again.

His bones were also melting, and the magic he had cultivated was collapsing.

How could a woman like Bai Yingxue endure such pain?

Meng Xuan didn't know.

His consciousness gradually blurred as well. After that, he picked up the unconscious Bai Yingxue and shoved her into the mecha. At the same time, he took out a lot of Star Colossus Apes and stuffed them into her mouth.

In the next moment, Meng Xuan was floating on the surface of the sea, clutching onto his Mage Mech. He had completely fainted.

He was disintegrating crazily. His bones, flesh, and veins were all disintegrating.

In a dazed state of mind, Bai Yingxue saw Meng Xuan hugging the mecha, his eyes filled with tears.

"Why? I've already sent you out, why do you still want to do this?" Bai Yingxue had turned into his human form, his white clothes stained with blood.

"Are you stupid? I'm just asking if you're stupid." Tears streamed down Bai Yingxue's face.

Her gaze gradually softened. If the reason why she saved Meng Xuan before was because of that mission in her heart, it was because she was protecting the dignity of the entire Middle Earth. The current her was gradually sinking into depravity.

In this world, how many men could do something like this?

In the next moment, she fainted. Her injuries were too severe. The Obscure Star Ape kept melting into her body, bringing her a tremendous amount of energy as it healed her injuries.

A Mage Mecha and a broken body were holding onto the Mage Mecha, floating on the boundless sea of blood.

Time flew. A hundred years had passed in the Nine Heavens of the Middle Earth.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and many people from the Middle Kingdom had already entered the Immortal King Stage.

In the Northwest Alliance, at the place where the ancient country of Nine Li was located, the Fifth True Sect had already been evacuated.

Today, in the sky above the fifth sect, there appeared an endless cloud, golden in color and filled with thunder and lightning.

This was the Immortal King Tribulation! Someone was transcending the Immortal King Tribulation!

A young man with a cold expression and black hair draped over his shoulders and eyes like stars stood under the blue sky with a rod in his hand. He was extraordinary. A scarlet mist surrounded his entire body, and his body began to emit a golden light.

Hong Zheng!

He was crossing the Immortal King's Tribulation!

A bolt of lightning struck down. With the long rod in his hand, he directly shattered countless bolts of lightning, shaking the entire middle ground. His Immortal King Calamity was too terrifying, and he had accumulated quite a bit. The long rod was almost able to pierce through the heavens and tear the universe apart!

Around Hong Zheng were immortal kings protecting him.

The White Snake Immortal King, Sad Heart, Dragon Horse Clan's Wang Heng, Mountain Piercing Grandmaster and the others.

Hong Zheng's talent could be seen by everyone, and he was not much less than Meng Xuan.

Quite a few of the original 72 races from the sea of stars came out. They came to the Middle Earth, where they founded the great sect, Hongmeng!

Hong Meng was Hong Meng.

"We are waiting for King Meng's return." Amongst the people in Grandmist, many of them prayed day and night for good fortune.

Within the sect, there was even a huge statue erected, it was Meng Xuan's statue. The incense stick burned day and night as it prayed for Meng Xuan's return.

Once Meng Xuan returned, he would probably be at the Immortal King level, right?

The Fifth True Sect had shrunk to a corner, and snow had fallen over the course of a thousand years. The woman who had absorbed a soul seed had entered the realm of the Great God of Heaven. Qianqiu was getting older and older, almost about to pass away.

His hair was falling off his head and his body was drying up. The Profound Qi within his body was rapidly flowing away.

He had reached the final moment.

"Meng Xuan …" Don't go against him, he's too scary. " He raised his eyes and looked at Thousand Autumn Snow with guilt filling them, "He won't die. Ever since the War God Pyrrhus, they always thought that they could kill him. In the end, he still came back, and each time, he became stronger and stronger. "

Thousand Sunsets panted, "Back then, if Chen Zulu had barged in on the day of your wedding with Meng Xuan, if I had blasted him away, it would probably be another scene now, wouldn't it?"

Snowfall sighed. "Father, don't say anymore. Have a good rest."

Formless Thousand Sunsets smiled and nodded his head before he slowly closed his eyes.

And then, it never opened again.

"Father!" Thousand Years Snowfall knelt on the ground, her voice sorrowful, her eyes filled with tears. This was her biological father. Although he was harsh, he was still her father. Now that he had passed away in front of her, how could she not be sad?

The original Traceless Autumn would never pass away in meditation.

However, for some reason, the speed at which he aged in the past hundred years had shocked her.

What Nightfall did not see was that after Wuhen had passed away in meditation, a thumb sized seed had fused into the air behind his head, disappearing without a trace.

Countless miles away, a human figure opened his mouth and sucked that seed into his mouth.

Yellow Springs Great Emperor!

Back then, he was the one who facilitated all of this and planted the soul seeds within the bodies of the countless living beings in the Midland.

Qianqiu Wuhen's potential had already been completely exhausted, and there was no longer any room for him to ascend any further. Therefore, Emperor Netherworld had retracted his soul seed.

"Her soul seed is a female Sword Saint from ancient times. Let's wait and see for her. Let her take another step." Yellow Springs Great Emperor said to himself.0

One month later, in the Fifth True Sect, sword energies soared into the sky. The immortal swords formed a long line in front of the Thousand Years Snowfall. She was walking on a dragon, shocking the nine heavens.

The ancient Female Sword Saint's Dragon Sword Style!

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