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

Among the people kneeling down to Emperor Liang Lin today, there are his followers as well as his enemies, but at this moment they all kneel down willingly, waiting for the emperor to issue orders.

In Xuanyan's history, there are many emperors, and there are also powerful men who ruled the world. However, people's voices of calling have never been so sincere.

How sincere was that Emperor's voice, and how high was the people's respect for him at this moment.

Many monks shed tears. Seeing that the emperor returned safely and stood upright in this world again, this is a kind of kindness for the people of Xuanyan and those who understand Liang Lin's actions. Unspeakable emotions.

Under everyone's eyes, Liang Lin at this moment was as dazzling as the sun.

Monks walk between heaven and earth, who doesn't want to cultivate to the peak state? The emperor at this time is the dream of many people, and the pursuit of many monks' life.

However, the emperor has already done it, and only he has done it in history.

over nine days.

Surrounded by many empresses, Liang Lin heard deafening calls from the vast land.

He was still so calm, and when he looked around the world, a little sadness rose in his heart.

"The final battle is over, and the responsibility of tens of thousands of years is coming to an end today. How many people have paid their lives for this?"

"Are you watching? Are you listening? Are you waiting to witness this for yourself?"
Liang Lin murmured softly, and the wind and dust made a whistling sound, but the firm and calm voice of the emperor spread throughout the Xuanyan Continent.

People understand that Dijun misses those who have fallen, why don't they.

How many monks have left this world because of their responsibilities. The close friends and relatives around Dijun basically died on this road. Today, Dijun is very lonely. Those who fought side by side in the past still shoulder this responsibility He is the only one left.

But people saw Dijun showing a relieved smile, which was very eye-catching.

"Come back, come back, how can we do without you at this time...

Liang Lin's voice was very calm, endless divine light burst out from around him, his whole body was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire Xuanyan Continent.

The endless divine light rushed to all corners of the world, bursting out an extremely abundant dao rhyme.

"Let's fight together!!"

Immediately afterwards, Liang Lin shouted loudly, and the sky seemed to explode, and he couldn't bear this deep coercion at all.

People watched helplessly, even though Dijun's face was still so young, his thick black hair turned gray very quickly at this moment.

The sudden change made everyone in Xuanyan feel terrified.

"What is the emperor doing..."

"He is already so strong now, how could he suddenly lose his vitality.

Everyone in Xuanyan felt a sense of fear in their hearts, and they were very confused.

But then, from any corner of the world, voices came out one after another, like thunder, shaking Xuanyan and shaking the world.

"Song Family, Song Zhilan!"

"Dragon Clan, Dragon Feather!"

"Ancient divine body, Kunwu!"

From every corner of the world, there were voices and extremely dazzling divine lights burst out. From those divine lights, people who had appeared in the emperor's memory before appeared unexpectedly.

In the East China Sea, there was a dragon's chant, and a huge wave broke out, enough to pierce clouds and crack rocks.

"Dragon Clan, follow the emperor to fight!!"
Countless real dragons appeared, passing through the clouds and rushing into the sky.

"Guangmu, learn more and meet the emperor!!"
On Hengjian Peak, graves exploded one after another, endless divine light appeared, and god generals in armor came back to life, and suddenly in the middle of heaven and earth, they performed the highest etiquette in the direction of Liang Lin.

The scene in front of him shocked the world and shook the world.

People knew that the emperor must be very powerful when he returned this time, but none of them thought that the emperor was so powerful that he could revive people who had left.

"Dragon Clan, back..."

"The emperor's subordinates have actually reappeared... What kind of spell is this? Basically, it is no different from a god!!"
Every corner of the time is full of uproar, and there is no way to calm down.

Song Ming could no longer hide his emotions, so he flew into the sky, looked at the woman in red, who was as dazzling as a flame, and cried hoarsely: "Sister..., you are finally back..."

The sword servant with the longest seniority in the Jiang family also rushed out impatiently. The old man who had experienced many battles burst into tears at this moment, and said with some sobs: "I didn't expect that I would really see you again in my lifetime, Emperor Kunwu! ,Do you remember me……"

Some of the cultivators in the world were not relieved, but the noise did not stop there, and there were still voices echoing in the Xuanyan Continent in the world.

One after another, the top powerhouses were resurrected.

This method of bringing people from the dead back to life undoubtedly shocked everyone.

"The Great Elder and Second Elder of the Witch Clan!"

People saw two huge beasts flying from a distance, their wings were enough to cover the sun and the moon, bringing the sky full of rays of light, and finally stopped beside the emperor.

There was a lot of noise between heaven and earth, news of the resurrection of the dead came one after another, and everyone in the world was extremely shocked.

It was not until a long time later that it slowly settled down.

But there is one last voice coming from heaven and earth.

In the entire Xuanyan Continent, a beam of bright light appeared, not dazzling, and even a little ordinary.

But the identity of this person makes people have to pay attention.

"The emperor's son, Liang Le."

"I didn't expect that the emperor of the human race would also return."

A group of monks watched the person who had appeared in the ancient painting artifact now appear alive in front of them, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was more and more encouraged
Nine days above, the sun sets.

Night is about to fall, but there is light shining on the sky, as if it is a glimmer of hope, coming to this world.

The blood altar outside the territory seems to be no longer so aggressive. Although it is still in that piece of heaven and earth, it lacks the extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

Thousands of miles away.

The three outsiders all had decadent expressions on their faces. Looking at the white-clothed figure in the distance, they couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"He actually did it...

After a while, a helpless sigh came from the Buddha bone.

The realm of ascension to heaven is formed naturally, no matter how people practice later, there is no way to break through the realm of ascension to heaven. Millions of years have passed, and every ascendant to heaven is the most powerful existence in the world.

But now, this situation has been completely changed.