Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

"What a tyrannical sword spirit, I'm afraid there will never be such an extremely vicious killing weapon in the world!
Some monks sighed.

Many monks also looked at the scene where the Kunwu sword devoured the remaining blood mist in the picture, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"It's no wonder that this sword has to be placed in the Song family ancestor's land, and someone has to guard it all the time.

"No wonder this sword lost its vitality after Emperor Kunwu completely left."
"If no one is guarding it, this sword might have come out to slaughter the world long ago, right?"
"I now feel that when Emperor Kunwu left, he deliberately let this sword die!"
A group of monks talked and shouted loudly.

This sword is too tyrannical and too powerful.

Although the artifact has a spirit, the spirit in the Kunwu sword is slanted and likes to kill and torture, which makes everyone who sees it unconsciously feel uncomfortable.

In the final analysis, this is just a sword spirit, unlike human beings who have their own unique ideas.

They are more like connected by rules, extremely extreme!
"If the emperor leaves completely one day, who can use this brutal Kunwu sword again?"
"At that time, there will probably be another battle in Xuanyan Continent?"
At this moment, the monks present felt a little panicked.

The sword spirit of Kunwu Sword is too vicious. Even if he has a master again in the future, his master will become violent after getting along with each other for a long time

"I'm afraid that in this world, except for Emperor Liang Lin, who is as firm as a rock, no one else can control this sword, right?"
At this moment, such thoughts emerged in the hearts of the monks present,

at this time.

Whether it is the Jiuchongtian Palace among the ancient painting artifacts, or the Jiuchongtian Palace outside the ancient painting artifacts, they are all quiet.

A group of monks carefully looked at the white-clothed figure who swept away everything and directly killed the outsiders. They didn't feel the joy of being about to succeed, but felt a heavy sense of suffocation.

"The gossip array has not been completely opened, and there is no way for a more powerful existence to come to Xuanyan Continent."

"This is just the first test outside the territory, but the number of strong people has reached this level. How many strong people are there outside the territory?"
The monks present all showed a strong sense of depression.

The emperor gave them the feeling that they were already very powerful, but the extraterritorial races were also very powerful.

The existence of the realm of ascending to the sky in one step is extremely rare in Xuanyan Continent, but it can be seen everywhere among the clans outside the region.

Not to mention that there are still existences in the realm of ascending to heaven outside the territory that have never appeared!
And listening to these old monsters who have ascended to the sky in one step, there is not only one ascending to the sky outside the territory.

"People's power will always be exhausted. In the final analysis, only Dijun is resisting."

"How many attacks can he withstand? How long can he last!"
The monks present were all preoccupied.

They couldn't imagine how the emperor managed to make the current Xuanyan Continent a stable land.

During that time, how much did he pay?
.......
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The sky became quiet, and the noisy killing shouts completely disappeared.

The clouds rolled over and gradually gathered together, the chilling atmosphere dissipated, and the Nine Heavens Palace became peaceful again.

on the altar.

Liang Lin stood upright with his sword in his hand, his white clothes fluttering, and he was not angry.

He is like a standing monument, tall and majestic, majestic and heroic.

directly in front of him.

The gossip formation was dilapidated, the time-space break was full of divine blood, and the void was burning, but behind him was a paradise that was indifferent to the world, extremely peaceful.

This is a very shocking scene.

People are attracted unconsciously, touching the hearts of all the monks present.

They all understand that once this monument collapses, it will mean the catastrophe of the Xuanyan Continent!
"Super powers who reach the sky in one step, no matter which side of the world they are in, there are very few opponents. Although there are many powers outside the territory, there are also many who fell today.

"There are more than a dozen old monsters that died here this time. Even if they are outside the territory, they need to cultivate for a while."

The little kingfisher spoke slowly, comforting Liang Lin.

This man is really too tired, and the responsibility on his shoulders is too heavy, even she is worried that this man will not be able to bear it.

Liang Lin didn't speak, but looked into the distance calmly.

The fight just now also made him confused.

It's as if the gossip array has been broken, and the enemies coming towards him can't see the end at a glance.

Can't finish killing, can't fight back!
There will never be peace.

"I won't just be unable to hold on like this, absolutely impossible."
"Luo Yang has not stepped into the realm of emperor, I must persevere, I must..."

.......
Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

What Liang Lin said in a low voice deeply moved the monks present.

Basically at this time, their eye sockets were a little red, and many people had tears in their eyes.

No one could feel how heavy the responsibility Dijun shouldered at that time.

But they know that Dijun is very bitter, very bitter!
People in the world often say that the most painful thing in the world is that life is worse than death.

But the emperor back then was worse than death.

He is already very tired, but he has no way to relax, but the belief he insists on is not because of himself, but for the world who have been sheltered by the Nine Heavens Palace.

In the entire Xuanyan Continent, there is no one who can hold this selfless love in his heart, and no one can bear the extremely heavy responsibility.

"He is not the emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace, who is worthy?"

"It seems that I didn't realize until now, Dijun, how much responsibility is contained in these two words."

Some monks sighed.

Some monks also squeezed out a bitter smile.

The ruins of Jiuchongtian Palace.

Even Ye Luoyang couldn't help being touched when he heard Liang Lin's words.

She turned around, as if dust had entered her eyes, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her eye sockets were a little red.

"How can there be a lunatic like you in this world."
"You're a lunatic, stupid and crazy."
Ye Luoyang said softly, with an extremely distressed smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's just that what she said was scattered in the wind, and no one heard it.

The scene in the artifact of the ancient painting began to flash continuously.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, day and night alternate.

The clouds are ups and downs, endless tumbling, white horses pass by, and the years are gradually passing away.

The peaceful days are coming to an end soon.

The turmoil outside the territory arrived again. This time, it was more violent and terrifying than the last time.

There are a total of 24 old monsters who have reached the sky in one step.

The magic weapon carried by him has also become more and more terrifying.

Jiuchongtian Palace once again started to turmoil.

It's just that man's figure, no one can knock him down, he is extremely powerful, like a real dragon descending, nothing can knock him down.