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

The heavenly book and the human book flew into the sky at this time, the scrolls were slowly unfolded, and a terrifying breath burst out from the divine book.

Small characters full of divinity emerged from the divine book, illuminating the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

When the dust is gone, the light is born, and everything is lonely.

The light shrouded the entire battlefield, and the monks in the distance could only see that in the light curtain, there was a man with a big bell in his hand, constantly flashing his figure.

The battle was still going on, and the power of the divine book made Chu Yang behead the three half-immortal powerhouses again.

Only the last half-immortal was frightened by Chu Yang's terrifying combat power and hurriedly tore open the space, wanting to escape from this place.

Chu Yang's face was extremely indifferent. He stepped out and caught up with the half-immortal in an instant.

The brilliance of the clock without beginning flickered, and then the half-immortal was suppressed and killed.

The terrifying power of the gods spilled out, and at the same time annihilated countless army of the Shadow Clan.

Chu Yang stepped on the bones of the half-immortal, glanced proudly at the army of shadows, and said, "Kill!"

It was obvious that in front of Chu Yang was an endless shadow army, an army of hundreds of millions of people, when facing Chu Yang alone, everyone was terrified, and no one dared to step forward.

Facing the killing god Chu Yang, the Shadow Clan army fled frantically, wanting to escape to the other end of the crack.

Even though they were numerous in number, they did not dare to make an enemy of this man.

Now they have lost the guardianship of the half-immortal powerhouse, even if they continue to stay here, there is only one dead end.

The army of the Shadow Clan, like the tide at this time, fled in a hurry, escaping through the space gap.

After a while, only these monks from the Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Court were left in this world.

They won.

But there was no excitement on the faces of these soldiers.

Looking at this heaven and earth like Shura's hell, with countless corpses, everyone's heart is full of exhaustion.

Chu Yang and Long Xiao slowly walked out of the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The eyes of the two of them were also full of sadness.

Everyone returned to the Dragon Palace.

Once upon a time, the prosperous and holy Dragon Palace of the Dragon Clan has now turned into a Shura hell, full of ruins caused by wars.

Everyone was silent at this moment, no one made a sound.

Many monks outside were silently handling the bones of those companions.

Murong Xue has long since lost the high spirits she had when she first came to the Dragon Clan. She is curled up in a corner, staring blankly at everything in front of her, her eyes glazed over.

The battle with the Shadow Clan had obviously shattered all her pride, and at the same time, she also realized how stupid she was.

Perhaps as Long Xiao said back then, ignorance is not the capital for her to speak freely...

She was full of guilt. If it wasn't for her suggestion, maybe the Dragon Clan would not have been destroyed so early, and maybe they could persist for a while longer.

It was she who made the wrong decision, which aggravated the destruction of the Dragon Clan.

Chu Yang glanced at Murong Xue, and then withdrew his gaze.

His body at this moment has long been extremely broken, and this battle has caused him to suffer heavy injuries.

Long Xiao brought the great medicine of the Dragon Clan and treated these injuries for Chu Yang.

Outside the Emperor of Heaven.

The group of cultivators looked at the current Dragon Palace, and their hearts were filled with sadness.

Seeing this, they finally understood why the Heavenly Court will become less and less powerful in the future. It is no longer as it was in the past, standing proudly in the nine heavens, overlooking all living beings in the entire Wanling Continent.

I also understand that the Dragon Clan obviously has an extremely powerful background, but they will suddenly disappear overnight.

I also know why these later generations of monks have never heard of the deeds of the evil race outside the territory.

Whether it is Emperor Zun, Heavenly Court, or Dragon Race, they all embody a saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

This sentence was put on them, and it was vividly displayed.

Their current peaceful and prosperous world is precisely because someone is carrying the burden for them. If one day these monks can see the evil race from outside the territory on the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, it may be the time when all spirits will be destroyed.

"They are the heroes of all souls, and they are the people that our younger generations should admire. Their names, and their past, should not just be forgotten in the long river of history!"

"Obviously they guarded us with all their might, and in exchange for a peaceful and prosperous world, but we don't know the names of these heroes!"

"Heroes should not be forgotten, they should be remembered by all living beings!"

Countless monks had tears in their eyes.

Many monks began to meditate at the same time.

Emperor Zun has paid so much for Wan Ling, should he really end up like this?
Even if he turns out to be a brutal and unrestrained demon, they are not qualified to betray or attack him.

More and more monks began to admire Emperor Zun extremely, and they had already abandoned the hatred in their hearts.

Just because of their own hatred, they hated Emperor Zun and joined forces to suppress it.

But this bit of blood feud, in front of this great love that saves the world, seems insignificant.

They can still tell the difference between little love and big love.

A monk sighed: "If there is no emperor, how can we wait? It is precisely because of the emperor and countless ancestors who sacrificed their lives to protect us that we can wait. But now, it is really sad to take action to suppress such a world-saving hero."

After these words fell, the monks around were all moved, with a wry smile on their faces.

Only Ye Fan not far away, he heard the conversation of these monks, his face became more and more gloomy.

He knew that if he didn't do anything else, maybe Emperor Zun would really be completely cleansed!

Immediately stepped forward and said: "Everyone, don't blame yourself so much!"

"It is Heaven and the Dragon Clan that protect all spirits and us. Although Emperor Zun also contributed a lot in this battle, in this case, as a member of all spirits, no matter who they are, they will choose to kill the enemy in blood!"

"I know that everyone is a righteous person. If it were me, in Emperor Zun's situation, I would definitely spare no effort to fight. It would be the same for everyone here."

"Although Emperor Zun has made contributions to Wan Ling, what he did later cannot be offset by such simple merits and demerits!"

Ye Fan's voice resounded in the heavenly court, but no monk responded to Ye Fan's words.

Although Ye Fan's words made some sense, no one paid any attention to them.

Just saying this, anyone can do it, but everything that Emperor Zun did was put in front of them in real terms.

If there is no Emperor Zun, how will the many half-immortal powerhouses of the Shadow Clan deal with it?

Without Emperor Zun, perhaps the Dragon Clan would have been broken through by the Shadow Clan long ago.

And the evil god, if it wasn't because of Emperor Zun's action, who could re-establish the seal of the evil god?
If such a world-destroying monster were allowed to descend on the Wanling Continent, it would also be a catastrophe for Wanling.

Everyone longs for heroes to appear, but few people take the initiative to be heroes.

And what Emperor Zun did was undoubtedly the hero in everyone's hearts, the hero of the entire myriad souls.