Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Xuanxu laughed crazily, and he made a gesture with his right hand. The exorcists felt that the air around them began to boil.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The scorching air made it difficult for ordinary people to breathe. At the critical moment of life and death, everyone no longer cared about the beliefs in their hearts and struggled to retreat.

The blood spots splashed on the body of Immortal Lord Hanzhang seemed to be guided by something and slowly swam around. Finally, they gathered into a strange pattern and were imprinted on the body of Immortal Lord Hanzhang.

Xuanxu smiled strangely. He stared at Hanzhang Xianjun and said, "I will make up for what you lack. Just treat it as your last revelry before your soul flies away. You don't need to thank me..."

Immortal Lord Hanzhang sneered and waved his hand, and the mark that had just formed on his body disappeared instantly.

Han Zhang Xianjun glanced at him and asked, "Xuan Xu, who gave you the courage to attack me?"

As he spoke, Immortal Lord Hanzhang waved his sleeves at Xuanxu, and Xuanxu slammed heavily into the big tree behind him as if he was hit by some huge invisible force. A trickle of blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xuanxu's eyes were depressed. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Hanzhang Xianjun: "You are scared."

Han Zhang raised an eyebrow: "Afraid?"

Xuanxu said: "You are afraid of regret. You are afraid that after you have a normal relationship, you will find that you have done a huge stupid thing."

Immortal Lord Hanzhang remained silent.

Xuanxu's figure began to dissipate. He smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I could escape unscathed, but in the end, this is what happened..."

Han Zhang frowned and looked at Immortal Lord Xuanxu.

At the last moment of dissipation, Xuanxu sighed and whispered in an illusory voice: "Curse, start..."

The moment the words fell, the sky suddenly changed. This was the fall of an immortal, and the consequences it brought would not be easy for even a powerful immortal like Han Zhang.

The light and shadow on his body began to change, and an ancient and magnificent totem suddenly appeared behind Han Zhang Xianjun. The power of time began to act on his body, and in just a moment, Han Zhang Xianjun's black hair turned white.

Countless points of light gathered from all directions, and even if Immortal Lord Han Zhang immediately activated the protective divine light, he could not stop it.

Those light spots easily penetrated the protective divine light of Immortal Lord Hanzhang and fell into his heart.

These spots of light represent the seven emotions and six desires of people in this world.

Immortal Lord Xuanxu used his body as a guide to gather all the energy onto Immortal Lord Hanzhang. He wanted to fill the empty emotions of Immortal Lord Hanzhang with the seven emotions and six desires of mortals in this world.

The moment my heart was filled, the previously calm sea of ​​my heart suddenly began to surge with huge waves: sadness, happiness, despair, joy, pain, happiness...

Countless emotions flooded into the heart of Immortal Lord Hanzhang, and the emotional impact was so great that he couldn't help but cover his chest.

My throat tightens and my limbs ache.

He couldn't even utter a word.

He felt like a lone boat in the turbulent waves, drifting in the wind in the storm, helpless and with an uncertain future...

All the love, joy, happiness and joy in the world, as well as all the pain, despair, resentment and sorrow in the world, were poured upon him in an extremely strong posture, and even someone as strong as Han Zhang Xianjun could not bear it.

He began to breathe heavily, with scarlet blood in front of his eyes and the love, hatred and vengeance of all living beings in his ears. For a moment, he could not tell which one he was...

While lost, a cold voice suddenly appeared among the crowd. The man sighed and said: Yu Wen Zhang, what do you want?

Through the emotions of all living beings, Immortal Lord Hanzhang finally distinguished the resentment and helplessness contained in that voice at this moment.

Immortal Han Zhang, who was trembling with cold sweat all over his body, suddenly blinked his eyes and slowly calmed down.

The voice began to become clearer and clearer, speaking one sentence at a time, and the words and tone were exactly the same as in memory.

The only difference from before was that now he could deeply feel the emotions contained in every word that person said.

Resentment, sadness, anger, helplessness, pain, despair...

There is no love...

Finally the man said: I couldn’t ask for more!

Full of mockery, so free and easy...

Then, amidst the petals, it turned into ashes...

Suddenly, a trickle of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of Han Zhang Xianjun's mouth. It was not until this moment that he realized what he had done before...

A slight "crack" sound was heard, and no one knew except Han Zhang Xianjun himself. From then on, the only glass heart in the world was broken into pieces...