The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

Outside the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, the group of cultivators froze their eyes suddenly after seeing this scene.

Failed?
Could it be that the Devil Emperor has not come back to life?

how can that be!

If the Devil Emperor hadn't come back to life, then who is standing here now?

The eyes of many monks shifted to Liu Xiaoxiao who was not far away, their eyes were full of puzzlement and confusion.

Obviously can't figure out where the problem is.

Obviously Liu Xiaoxiao is still standing here intact, which shows that she is definitely resurrected.

It seems that the day when the Devil Emperor will be resurrected is not at this time.

At the same time, they saw the appearance of Emperor Zun in the mirror of the Emperor of Heaven, and they all deeply felt the despair emanating from Emperor Zun She Enshang.

Obviously, at this moment, Emperor Zun's heart is full of confusion and despair.

If they were to face such a thing, they would feel extremely confused.

Even a place with such a long history and supreme supernatural powers like the evil race cannot revive the devil emperor. Where else in this world can the devil emperor be revived?

At this moment, Liu Xiaoxiao was already in tears.

She looked at the man in the mirror of the Emperor of Heaven, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

He murmured, "Brother Chu Yang..."

Originally, even she herself thought that she had condensed the three souls and seven souls again at this time, but the time of awakening was not at this time, but she did not expect that the process of her resurrection was so bumpy.

Over the years, she has seen everything that Chu Yang has done to bring herself back to life.

In order to be able to resurrect her, Chu Yang has gone through so many forbidden places over the years, broke into so many hermit clans and snatched the fetish.

Everything is just to revive her.

Now he even came to the Xiezu to help the Xiezu re-seal a red dust fairy-level evil god, but it still failed and did not resurrect himself.

Obviously success is close at hand, but in the end it is still a failure. This feeling of despair is probably only clear in Chu Yang's heart.

Liu Xiaoxiao felt a great pain in her heart, she wanted to know how Brother Chu Yang persisted all the way at that time.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I have completely lost hope in my heart, and I might even give up.

But he has never given up, and is still working hard to find a way to revive himself.

These monks had doubts and incomprehension in their eyes, and then refocused their eyes on the picture in the mirror of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

It was three days since the crone failed.

And she also died to resurrect Liu Xiaoxiao, otherwise, with the remaining lifespan of the other party, she might be able to survive for a few more years.

The evil clan mourned extremely, and they held the grandest ceremony one after another, burying the old woman's bones in the land of the evil clan.

Time goes on and on.

In front of the old woman's grave, there has always been a man standing there, who has never moved half a step.

Even if these cultivators of the evil race have already left, he is still like this.

This man carried an ancient coffin on his body, his face was surprisingly indifferent, as calm as water.

No one could see any changes in his face.

Chu Yang stared blankly at the solitary grave, without any complaints in his heart.

Because Chu Yang knew very well that the old woman had tried her best, but it was a pity that her lifespan was approaching, and she was unable to support the huge consumption caused by such supreme supernatural powers.

This cannot be blamed on her, and I have no right to blame her.

a long time.

Only then did Chu Yang bid farewell to the lonely grave.

After finishing all this, Chu Yang carried the ancient coffin on his back, turned around and walked outside. He walked outside the Xie tribe step by step.

The cultivators from all over the Xie Clan looked at this figure silently, without opening their mouths to stop him, they just watched Chu Yang leave.

At this moment, Chu Yang's gaze seemed to have lost its former splendor, as if he was a walking corpse.

Who would have thought that such an emperor, who would overwhelm the Three Realms in the future and make all the great emperors and powerhouses in the entire Wanling Continent breathless, would show such a lonely posture at this time.

It looked so bleak.

Soon, Chu Yang walked out of the Hengduan Mountains.

He kept going, without direction, without purpose.

No one knew where Chu Yang was going, so he kept walking like this, gradually drifting away.

After walking for an unknown amount of time and completely walking out of the Hengduan Mountains, Chu Yang, who had never said a word, was filled with energy and blood at this moment, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out of his mouth unstoppably.

The golden emperor's blood spilled on the ground.

At this moment, Chu Yang's mind was greatly traumatized.

The scene in front of him seemed to start to tremble continuously, looking very blurry.

He walked unsteadily, as if he might fall at any moment.

Seeing this, the little Qingluan who had been on Chu Yang's shoulders also turned into a goddess again, with an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

She stepped forward, supported Chu Yang, and asked with concern in her eyes, "Are you alright?"

The goddess's heart was also full of endless bitterness, because she could understand Chu Yang's inner pain at this time, and her expression was also a bit bitter.

Obviously also thought of the past story.

Only then did Chu Yang seem to come to his senses, he shook his head lightly and said, "It's okay."

But the goddess knew that although Chu Yang was not physically injured at the moment, his mind had been greatly impacted and he needed to recuperate quietly.

She helped Chu Yang to a cave, and found some fruits for him.

In this way, five days passed in a row.

During these five days, Chu Yang's expression changed dramatically every day.

From extremely sad to full of vicissitudes, to the last without waves.

The calmness at this moment is not the attitude of Chu Yang in the past, but a manifestation of the loss of hope for all life.

There was even a faint sense of death all over his body.

His heart seemed to be dead.

Even the Invincible Dao Heart, which always exudes a scorching light, has become extremely cold at this moment.

It seems to have been completely submerged and fell into the boundless abyss.

Chu Yang sat outside the entrance of the cave, staring blankly at the sky. No one knew what he was thinking, and soon he could hear Chu Yang sighing.

That sigh was full of despair.

His eyes were narrowed, and his eyelids seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, full of fatigue.

The goddess didn't want to look at the man in front of her anymore, because she couldn't bear to see Chu Yang like this.

Outside the Emperor of Heaven.

Seeing this scene, the group of cultivators stared at the lonely man with sadness in their eyes.

I dare not imagine what kind of despair Emperor Zun experienced in his heart at that time!