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

The first Emperor Qinghua.

The family background of the emperor's lineage.

There are also priests and military generals who are generous to die...

"Maybe, this is the mission they have always shouldered."
"They never completely died, but at the last moment of their lives, they sealed their bodies and waited for this moment to come."

At this moment, the monks present could no longer control their emotions.

A sense of endless trembling rose in my heart.

Nine Heavens Palace!
What a huge force this is!
These people, what kind of strength is supporting them, they have always shouldered a heavy mission, and they never let go even at the last moment of their death!
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Emperor Gouchen of the West Pole was all smiles.

For someone who has died once, death is less daunting.

He bowed deeply to the old emperor, bowed deeply to Liang Lin.

The worship to the old emperor is respect.

The obeisance to Liang Lin is a thank you.

"After this, Xuanyan will be handed over to you."

The Great Xiji Gouchen said with a light smile.

Immediately afterwards, he flew directly onto the altar, and with hearty laughter, he turned into powder bit by bit.

"Hahaha... Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole, pay homage to the emperor. I have met Emperor Qinghua."
Another clear voice came from nine days away.

When it came to Liang Lin's ears, a strange look appeared in his eyes again.

The space in front of him was split.

A handsome man in a white robe stepped out.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Even the appearance of Emperor Gouchen of the West Pole had already had a big impact on the monks present.

Let the hearts of the monks present have increased endurance.

But now the appearance of Emperor Ziwei in the North Pole still made all the monks tremble.

"Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole back then was slapped into powder by a strong man in the Emperor Realm."

"I really didn't expect that even this one didn't die, and now... appeared.

"General of the Nine Heavens Palace, Ran Yi, pay homage to the Emperor!"
Another voice came from the artifact of the ancient painting.

The space in front of him was split, and a majestic general in armor came across the long river of time and space.

He bowed down to the old emperor.

But he didn't salute Liang Lin.

This proud general, even though he no longer has any hostility toward Liang Lin in his eyes, he only worships one person in his life.

That is the Emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace!
All the monks other than the artifacts of the ancient painting were numb at this moment.

Ran Yi!
The general who brought the heavenly soldiers and generals in the Dragon Clan back then died in the crack of time and space.

Unexpectedly, even this general also appeared.

Even this general has never let go of his responsibilities!
"What kind of people are this group of Jiuchongtian Palace?"
The monk present sighed with great emotion.

Their stubbornness, their persistence, and their fearlessness when they died generously made it difficult for the monks to figure it out.

They are going to die!
But why, at the end of his life, he is unwilling to let go of this so-called responsibility?
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

This generous death is finally over.

With the sacrifice of the priests and generals of the Nine Heavens Palace, above the Nine Heavens, the coercion of the Bagua Formation has reached its peak.

The majestic coercion covers this world, making people dare not violate the will carried in it.

The divine light around Kunwu sword is even stronger.

This killing artifact has a stronger meaning of killing, as if it is about to break free from the altar, and start a sword that will wash the world with blood.

Now this time.

At the end of the Nine Heavens Palace, only the old emperor and Liang Lin were left.

The blood rain continued to fall one after another, and the clouds were dyed red.

Ming flowers sprinkled, and thunder rang.

Just in this world full of sadness and heroic atmosphere.

The old emperor turned around slowly, and all the complex expressions in his eyes returned to calmness.

He laughed heartily, a long laugh that raised his voice.

"Liang Lin, now it's my turn."

He said his final farewell to Liang Lin.

There was endless emotion in Liang Lin's eyes, and even more endless confusion.

"Why? Why do you have to do this?"
His voice was extremely hoarse.

Just like people other than the artifacts of ancient paintings, they also couldn't figure out why they had to sacrifice themselves with blood.

Sacrificing his brothers who have been tens of thousands of years old, loyal to his old subordinates who have been loyal to him for tens of thousands of years, even his clansmen, and himself!
Are the so-called Xuanyan sentient beings really that important in the face of such a painful price?
The old emperor looked at him kindly.

He spoke in a tone of being both a teacher and a friend.

"In this world, there are always things that need someone to do."
"My Nine Heavens Palace is revered by the world, and I have a position of power over the world. With a single movement, I can wipe out the entire Xuanyan Continent!"
"If I, Jiuchongtiangong, don't do such a thing, then who will do it?"

"If the emperors don't die, who would dare to die?"

"As beings of Xuanyan, we should take it as our duty to protect Xuanyan. How can we allow the place where our Xuanyan creatures live and live to be trampled by people from outside the territory!"
"Today we are overwhelmed, and it is difficult to stabilize the turmoil!"
"Only by death can one manifest one's will, and only with one's own flesh and blood can one pave a bloody path for my Xuanyan's living beings and myriad creatures!"
"Protect me from the Xuanyan Continent, and be undefeated forever!"

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

At this moment, many monks' eyes turned red when they heard what the old emperor said.

"If there were no such ancestors, where would we juniors come from?"
"The emperor is not dead, so who dares to die! This is the matter of Xuanyan sentient beings, they should not shoulder it alone."
"We are able to stand here because of their ancestors, who took blood and bones and fought hard to fight for a bloody way to protect all living beings."

At that moment, many monks burst into tears unconsciously.

Jiuchongtian Palace is as quiet as no one.

The monks present all looked at the decadent figure in the artifact of the ancient painting, and thanked them in unison.

The Nine Heavens Palace should not be forgotten by the people of Xuanyan Continent!
The emperors of each generation of Jiuchongtian Palace should be doubled by the world!
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin froze in place, his eyes were full of complexity.

The old emperor seemed to feel sorry for this man, and his heart moved, and he said slowly: "This is the responsibility of us people. We deserve to die, and there is nothing to be sad about."
He paused for a while, and then said: "From ancient times to the present, every generation of emperors has a huge family support behind them."
"Dijun is not alone in shouldering this responsibility. His brothers and his family will support him together."
"But you..."

"just one."

"Liang Linna, your future will be more miserable than us emperors, and will be more lonely than mine."

"Old man, thank you for the people of the Xuanyan Continent and for the emperors of the Nine Heavens Palace."
After the old emperor finished speaking, he bent down and bowed deeply.