The perfect double undercover

I'm afraid only Huang knows where Qingwei is. The emperors traveled together through the years, taking Qingyi with them for tens of thousands of years.

Time and space are infinite, and chaos is endless. No one can tell how vast the world is. Not to mention, each time period has its own world, which makes the search even more difficult.

Their starting point is good. If something unexpected happens to Bai Emperor, Qingwei will be the leader and spiritual believer of all the people, uniting the big family as one and continuing to lead them.

At the same time, Qingwei is also the most talented. When she reaches the top, even if something unexpected happens to Bai Di, she will be the one most likely to reflect Bai Di back.

I just don't know how long Huang can drag the Fifth Patriarch. The world is difficult and Huang will eventually run out of power. If Huang has another accident, then the world will really be over.

"No, searching aimlessly is equivalent to searching for a needle in a haystack of time and space. Even if there is blood resonance, it is difficult to find it." Zhu Zu shook his head. They are only Immortal Emperors with limited power. Some time and space cannot even be entered by them.

"I know some places where Qingwei might be in the place where she grew up." Qingyi said.

"Is that where it is?" Luo Tianxian seemed to have remembered something, and his eyes lit up.

"Where did they grow up?" Everyone looked at the two girls in confusion, especially at Luo Tianxian. Princess Qingwei did go on an unknown path when she was young. They always thought it was a trial opened by the White Emperor for Qingwei. Lu, was Luo there at that time?

You know, the only people with Bai Di at that time were a few of his confidantes.

The Seventh Patriarch smiled warmly and looked at him with a serious look. Huang's body was as real as before. If it takes a few more years, it is doubtful that Huang would die.

Xiaohou, I am the most willing. As the two ancestors of darkness and white, I am the king of the next generation, the emperor of all living beings, and the ancient sage mentioned by Ye and Huang. How can I tolerate being protected by my predecessors.

"The idea is bad, but it's a pity that it works. Huang thought you would chase me. It's naive. You just believed that Huang would watch them die." Wu Ancestor smiled warmly.

The one who reacted the slowest was Yi Yan, followed closely by the Seventh Ancestor. We all looked in the same direction for a moment. In this world, the fire turned into a path and spread, the flames burned blazingly, and the surging flames seemed to melt everything. .

No lines appeared on the Seventh Patriarch's body for a moment. Seven people took action at the same time to block the blow. Then our eyes cut through the void and looked towards an unknown land. Outside, there was no vague figure. is manifesting.

If this is the case, this would be too tragic.

But how can we bear to watch the decisive battle between Huang Yiren and the Seventh Ancestor? Even if we can survive for a while, we will not be able to forgive ourselves in the years to come.

Someone can know what kind of soil they are, but if you look closely, they are like condensed small realms of time and space one after another. The power of the years is breaking and surging, and one breath does not seem to last for millions of years.

"Are you no longer selfish..."

"After they have not grown up, you will fall down and practice with peace of mind. You will persevere until they arrive." The emperors looked back with smiles on their faces.

This demeanor is so similar to his father's calmness and compulsion, and also like a peerless male emperor who will support the future, his grace illuminates the world.

But now there is only fatigue and silence under Huang's body, and even this majestic body is much thinner than before.

Hunshi was also dumbfounded. Looking at the infinite flame, I just roared willingly. Then why didn't the sacrificial fire really appear?

…

What is a seed, what is annihilation, whether it is destruction or establishment, explains that path incisively and vividly.

Therefore, we found him and killed him directly, killing the White Emperor and wiping out all sentient beings. We believe that Huang will be moved.

"Qingwei..." Qingyi was also there. You pecked your red lips and your eyes trembled. You didn't want to cry. Your husband was upright, but the man had actually reached that point. As a wife and mother, how could you be? happy.

The most important thing is that you cannot rely on heaven and earth. No matter whether it is the Age of Ending Dharma or the Age of Absolute Spirits, you cannot hinder your practice.

With a chirping sound, the Emperor's Sword flew across the air, pointing directly at the Seventh Ancestor. "Are they...still running?"

At the same time, a low-slender man also appeared under this fire path. You came here bathing in the sacrificial fire. Your figure is peerless, like the white moonlight in the center of all worlds. Your whole person exudes a radiance that makes people look directly at it. It is snow-white. Pressing on his bare feet, the small universe has turned into blossoming Tao flowers to pave the way for his feet.

Whether the pollen path is bad or the seed path, they are not similar, but they are connected by seams. The flowers bloom when they are planted, and the flowers bloom and the pollen appears. You are transforming at every level, using the spiritual pollen factors produced by yourself to be self-sufficient. Self-sufficient.

"shortage!"

"Let's break up and go our own way. As long as we let Huang survive the disaster, my wife will reach the top." Youshang nodded, there is nothing terrible about death, our lives may not be disaster in the first place.

It was a weird scene. There was obviously no one in the ruins behind, but I was talking to myself, and it was so quarrelsome. The immortal emperors who saw it were dumbfounded and a little emotional.

In the past tense, you have experienced too many deaths and rebirths. Each time, no one buried your seeds in the soil, took good care of them, and waited for you to sprout again.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the emperors still haven't found it. Instead, they saw a series of red footprints in space and time.

"Let us do this. As long as we can save Huang some time, it doesn't matter if we die." Zhu Zu said, after living for so long, I have witnessed too little, and I already care about life and death.

"You also want to beat up the ancestor!"

A long time ago, I stopped and stood in a piece of pure land, looking at a man with closed eyes lying in the dense pool. Your face was very pale, and your body had cracks like porcelain, which dyed the white clothes miserable. More beautiful than ever.

"That's... Qingwei?"

"He's an idiot. The bad guy is just brave. What he said means nothing!" The corpse cursed angrily, getting angry all over.

None of the emperors were stunned for a moment when they saw the person coming.

But the pollen was revived by the night in another way.

"Hahaha, did he finally escape?" Wu Ancestor smiled, as if he saw the scene of Huang's impending fall.

It wasn't until a few days later that I saw the growth history of Pollen, Night and Desolation. Every weak person came like this, and they didn't have an ancient history of their own.

The man is very beautiful, with white clothes covering his body, hair like a waterfall, eyebrows like a painting, and eyes like autumn water. Even if you are bathed in flames, it will be difficult to cover up your world-class elegance.

In the past, you will burn yourself, retreat and die, and be reborn in the next year. Repeating this way is breaking the cycle, allowing your path to achieve eight-in-one, natural and harmonious.

The woman in white stood behind the pond, stretched out her hand, and pieces of crystal soil fell on it. In just a moment, the pond was flooded, and gradually piled up into a big earth bag, wrapping the man in it.

Yi Yan was also shocked. We firmly believe that Qingwei does not have the talent to become a priest, but this requires a lot of time, and the abnormal method may not be so slow.

"Don't linger outside. These seven shameless old corpses are not looking for Huang, but they are looking for you. They want to force Huang out to give Huang a chance to recover from his injuries." Zhigu said slowly.

"Idiot, why did he mess with me? If it takes a few more years, you won't be able to sacrifice."

But I know very well that it is not me who is offering sacrifices, but someone else.

"Ahem... don't think too little about it. You and Qingwei are bad sisters. I heard you talk about some things in the past." Luo Tianxian quickly explained that it was an explanation. The reason why you know is because the pollen came under the board. As a queen, there is no path of her own. There are things like pollen's forehands and relics left outside, which were originally used to cultivate future reflections.

But when we followed the blood mark to find it, we discovered that it was me staying in the space and time behind.

In just a moment, infinite fire appeared in the world, illuminating the past and present, and illuminating the future. As soon as the fluctuation appeared, it was shocking to know how many creatures were raising their heads.

The emperors glanced at the emperors and shook their heads vaguely. I know those people are afraid of death, but our death is meaningless, we should die.

So, the Seventh Patriarch really ran away, turned around and left, without any hesitation. As Huang later said, we can die. Once we die, even if we are in eternal silence, we will come out.

It seems that you didn't feel this way that time, and you can't help but miss it, but you are very sure that after all, this feeling has not passed for a long time.

"Everything in the past is false, but the years they spent together are real."

The seeds came out, small and strong, like a towering plant. Then they bloomed, revealing a man among the petals.

"Old Shi Bangzi, it's not like you wasted a small amount of time. If you had been attacked by these two bastards back then, you would have been missing from the ceremony today!"

"It seems that Huang is coming, let's get off the road." The Seventh Ancestor looked at the world and seemed very disappointed.

The Seventh Patriarch's face turned green and white. Why did Huang wait? It should have been our failure.

To describe your own path is to describe your own path by burning it down with wildfire and being born again by the spring breeze.

Seeing everyone's expressions that you all know, Luo Tianxian's forehead was suddenly covered with white lines, but you have no way of explaining that kind of thing. You can always directly say that their princess is the weakest male emperor in your world, right? , once the deeds are exposed, the ancestors will probably kill even Huang, and they will kill the sister first.

But just when we were about to take action, a bright sword light cut through the eternal time and space, came from the world, and struck one of the Seven Ancestors directly.

All the immortal emperors looked solemn, their little worlds were destroyed, and their eggs were still intact. The world cannot be without us, but it can be without famine.

There are many Immortal Emperors out there, including Xiao, Youshang, Mieshi, Luo, and Hunshi. Even if they are opponents, the woman can come and take the ancestor for a few rounds.

"Junior, hold still..."

It reminded me of my former self, alone, with my home in the lowlands, flowers and lotus as my companions, playing the piano, chopping firewood, boiling water and making tea every day, wonderful and lonely.

"My nephew, take action!"

"It's him!"

The emperors couldn't help but exclaimed as they looked at the translucent figure with a chest behind them.

"It's a pity that he is just an Immortal Emperor." The Seventh Ancestor didn't care about who had lived up to that time.

"He's an idiot, stop the bleeding!" The corpse yelled, trying to escape from the body in anger. Damn it! Whose emperor's blood bleeds like that!

This small fire was so terrifying that it swept through the world and burned through eternity. It made the Seventh Ancestor sluggish, made the emperors startled, and made the emperors stiffen and stare blankly at the world.

"shortage!"

"Go back and wait for your return." Hua Fen glanced at Yi Yan and nodded heavily, calmly and confidently.

The woman in white also knows that even after seeing what Gao Yuan did and seeing the white darkness in the world causing chaos in the past and present, just to reappear my traces, I have never had a wave of emotion.

"You want to sacrifice!"

"Junior, why is it him?"

The most calm one is probably the Seventh Ancestor. We were not frightened by the sacrifice in the previous life, but were frightened by the energy emanating from under him. Once this terrifying wave spread, it seemed to burn all the ancestors. In this world, his strength has exceeded the original strength by a small margin.

"Sure enough, he still showed up."

"It's just an explanation, it has something to do with it." Without the Immortal Emperor's smile, Re Ku's face was much kinder than before.

Bai Di felt hot and sweaty on his forehead as he watched, fearing that the man would be too excited and die suddenly due to all his blood being lost.

We are stupid, why should we keep chasing, a priest is focused on avoiding, even if the seven of us work together to deduce, it will take a lot of effort, and by the time the deduce comes out, Huang will have already run away.

"Aren't you willing in your heart..." Hunshi's face turned pale. I don't have the qualifications to offer sacrifices to the Tao. It's a pity that time is waiting for me.

But looking at this body full of fatigue makes people feel sad.

The figure in white himself said that he was coming down. I stood behind the dirt bag for a long time, until not a single bud broke out of the ground, and then I turned around and left.

There is no weak person injured. With just a series of footprints, we can imagine a lonely back figure, each step filled with blood marks, full of exhaustion.

The emergence of memories made me solidify again. I changed from gray clothes to white clothes. I know why I changed. Is it because I have fewer thoughts? Or is it because of nostalgia for that world? Or maybe Ye Dayou's words have shaken my past thinking?

At this time, in an unknown time and space, a figure was walking. I was dressed in white, and my face was blurry, as if wrapped in a mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

The style is like Shi Hao, the same seal as the low plain, as stunning as the wilderness, chasing the Seventh Ancestor for many years, always protecting the world, but as the Immortal Emperor, we are being protected, and no one knows how we feel.

You lie in the middle of the flowers, wrapped in the mysterious liquid, moving every time you move, quietly realizing that new life.

"Do you blame me? I walked over your head, how could you resist a sneak attack? Who knew these seven old corpses were so weak?"

I didn't change the man's transformation process, I just gave him enough time.

Or maybe I have no emotions at all, like a passerby or a walking corpse. Everything in the world is related to me, even if time and space collapse and all living beings are destroyed.

"Is it still there?"

The eyes of all the emperors are red. We are all foreigners. We have killed many of Huang's subordinates in the past, but Huang has never cared about it. He has cut off the road for me until now. There are so many small lives in the world, and I am ashamed of Emperor Huang. The name.

"Princess Qingwei?"

Everyone was nodding. That was nothing. After all, Shi Hao was really outstanding.

"Hahaha!" The emperors looked up to the sky and smiled, not cheerfully, nor with any murderous intention.

Yi Yan didn't pay attention to the reappearance of the Seventh Patriarch's sword in the years, as if cutting through the infinite time and space, annihilating the world with one sword, changing the past and the present, and letting all the immortal emperors go away.

The emperors also saw this scene, and felt sad in their hearts. They thought about how dull Huang was in the past, but was full of vitality and vitality. They threatened to buy four days and ten lands with their military exploits.

"You monks, why should you be afraid of death? Huang, let you fight side by side with him again." Youshang spoke softly and struck the back with his small halberd, trying to break through the changes of time. Even if I am the Immortal Emperor, I have changed. The direction of this sword.

"That is……"

"I'm looking for you, support Huang first. As my descendants, how can you live in an ignoble way!"

When Hunshi saw the scene of Huang and Qingwei chasing down the Seventh Ancestor, the long-lost cold blood surged in my chest, causing blood to rush out of my translucent chest.

"How could it be you? How could Ran be waiting for them outside?" Hunshi bared his teeth. I was really injured too badly. Not just under my body, there was not even a finger hole between my eyebrows. It almost made me fall. .

The emperors roared and exhaled their depressed air, the wind and water turned, and now we are the hunters.

Now that you are at the pinnacle of that level, your state is as bad as ever. As for how to sacrifice, it is not difficult. You have never had such an experience.

"I will make you wait for a long time. It was not them before Huang died." Wu Ancestor smiled sternly, raised his hand and pressed it, the mace covered the sky and blocked the sun. With one blow, the small world exploded like stars, exploding into pieces. .

We have been waiting for that moment for too long. For us, as long as the wilderness dies, everything will begin and we will be back on track.

I am indifferent, but I am also caring.

All the emperors were nodding. Just as we were preparing to take action, a white fog suddenly appeared in this world, covering the sky and the sun, blocking everything, decaying everything, and vaguely, no seven vague outlines were gradually appearing.

But in fact, even Qingyi is not sure whether Qingwei is really here.