9000 years

The sudden death of the prince of the heavenly realm shocked the three realms, and the queen of heaven died early, and now the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, which foreshadowed that if something unexpected happened to the heavenly king, the heavenly world would be a group of dragons without a leader and no successors. Another thunderstorm was planted in the already panic-stricken Heavenly Court.

Fuyu was given a soft order by Tianjun, so he just stayed in Shangwu Palace every day and didn't go anywhere. He knew that Tianjun would not let him go easily, but what was strange was that he was not afraid at all, and even felt a little scared in his heart. Looking forward to that day coming sooner.

He himself didn't know what he was waiting for.

It didn't take long for the day to come.

There is a saying from ancient times that if the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die. Since Tianjun has made up his mind to kill him, he can kill him by finding any excuse. What's more, now that Xuanli is not by his side, Tianjun is determined to kill him. Unable to compete with the divine power of ten thousand years, there is also the law of heaven, the sky thunders through the sun, whoever wants to die must die.

One day when Yun Yi returned to the South China Sea, the surroundings were very gloomy. The fairy coffin was carried by the guards and stood on top of the clouds. Transparent, the gods are born to absorb the wind and drink the dew, once the soul is shattered, the remaining body is nothing more than a wisp of breath, all relying on the god's coffin to protect the last thought, once the coffin lid is opened, there will be no such thing as Yunyi in the world People are dead, but even if you don't open it, you can't keep this thought for a long time. It's meaningless to die and return to the earth. Hanging above the void.

The lid of the fairy coffin was opened, and the young man lying quietly in it, followed by the flowing wind and clouds, began to dissipate into the gloomy void bit by bit, starting from his robe, Tianjun looked at the shadow that could not be caught almost instantly , staggeringly took a step forward.

"Yunyi..." He called softly, but no one called him father anymore.

When Yun Yi was born, when the Three Realms were in turmoil, Tianjun's regime was unstable, and he was busy all day without touching the ground, and only went to see him once in a long time. Quietly staying in his own palace to practice and study with the immortal master, and occasionally follow the immortal master to Lingxiao Palace, but always obediently stand aside, never saying much.Tianjun has always felt that his son is very pleasing, and his temper is very flattering. He even comforted himself. In hand, it is also satisfactory.

It wasn't until the end that he realized that his so-called well-behaved and gentle son could be so insane to the point of tearing his heart out.

A lifetime is long, and a lifetime is short. If you close your eyes a little, the past will never come back, and those absent times will never be made up. You can only regret it.

In recent days, Tianjun often thinks, if he could divide the time a little bit back then, would Yun Yi be different?Unfortunately, no one can give an answer.

When the heavenly soldiers surrounded Shangwu Palace, Fu Yu was sitting quietly on the wicker chair in front of the door, he seemed to have anticipated what was going on, his expression was calm, and he didn't even move his posture.

The peach blossoms in front of Shangwu Palace are in full bloom, and the peach faces are flushed, showing a tendency to mature. The Martial God leader landed in front of the gate of the mansion, and bowed slightly to him: "Immortal Fuyu, by order of Tianjun , please go to Lingxiao Hall."

Fu Yu was dressed in a black robe, her hair was tied up high, she bowed back when she heard the words, and said, "Thank you Martial God."

The man seemed to want to say something, but Fu Yu walked out before him.

Peach blossoms fell all over the ground, with a thick layer, Fu Yu watched as he walked, he knew what the past meant, so every plant and tree might be his last thoughts.

"Xianjun," the Martial God who was walking beside him suddenly called Fuyu softly.

Fu Yu looked at him sideways, and hummed in bewilderment.

The man suddenly lowered his voice and said: "I'm afraid that Xianjun is going here...you need to make some preparations earlier."

Fu Yu lowered his eyes, he knew what the other party was talking about, but the matter has come to this point, so there is no turning back?

He nodded and said, "Thank you Valkyrie for reminding me, I will."

After all, Fu Yu was the savior of the Martial God, the man paused, and suddenly put a small sign into Fu Yu's hand.

Fu Yu spread out her palm and looked at the small white pendant in her hand, and asked, "What is this?"

The man looked straight ahead, pretending to be selfless, and secretly said: "This is the amulet of the Martial God Temple. If something happens to you, it can somewhat block it. You saved me, so you can pay it back. Keep it."

Fu Yu rubbed the pendant in his hand a few times, put it into his sleeve, and said, "Thank you very much."

The god of the gods department stood on the high stage, and the god on the throne behind him was leaning sideways, closing his eyes and resting his mind. The god of war stepped forward first, and saluted: "Your Majesty, Immortal Fuyu has arrived."

The person in the seat raised his eyelids, but within a few days, the man's face was visibly haggard, and he looked at people in a trance, but the moment he saw Fu Yu, those sorrows, trances, and confusions all disappeared. All that was left was the bone-chilling chill and hatred.

Fuyu looked at people calmly, he should hate him, but hating was useless.

Shenjun of Tianshen Division turned around and asked Tianjun for instructions, and the man who looked exhausted nodded his head, indicating that it was time to start.

The gilded scroll unfolded, the voice of the god echoed from the side, and Fu Yu stared at the flat ground in front of him, as if the guilt on the steps was not for him, but for someone else.

——Slaughter the prince, disturb the heavenly court, have no rules and regulations, trouble the three worlds, in the year 480 of the Tianyuan Dynasty, the god of heaven announced the Shangwu Palace Fuyu Immortal Monarch, destroyed the gods, received the thunder from the sky, killed the three worlds of immortals, eviscerated and had no descendants, immediately Execution.

Fu Yu, who had been standing in the temple and had no business to do with himself, finally raised his head. He looked peacefully at the Heavenly Monarch who wished to swallow him alive on the throne. If he could accept anything else, only this immortal bone was the only one he could accept.Once the bones of the fairy are picked, all the spiritual power of cultivation base is dissipated. His own bones are only 3000 years old and worthless, but he still has another person's bones in his body bag. How can he make him work hard? The 6-year cultivation base was destroyed in one day, if he couldn't keep this phoenix bone, what is the reason for his life until now.

"Your Majesty, Fu Yu is willing to accept it, but before the fairy bones are removed, allow me to go to the Hundred Heavens. The emperor's phoenix bones are still here. The person to be punished is Fu Yu, so there is no need to involve others."

Tianjun's bottomless eyes became more and more gloomy, he seemed to smile, everyone in His Highness was trembling, no one dared to speak out, and Si Ming happened to go to the underworld today.

"Okay, Immortal Fu Yu still thinks about the emperor until now, it can be said that he has a deep friendship, but..." He stopped suddenly.

Fu Yu caught it and said, "But what?"

This time, he saw clearly that Tianjun stood proudly on the supreme height, with a sinister and vicious smile spreading out in front of Fuyu's eyes, thunder resounded in the sky, and the ever-bright Lingxiao Palace suddenly darkened. Fu Yu was startled in his heart, and the moment he looked up, he heard the high priest say viciously: "But I'm afraid the Immortal Monarch is out of time."

With a sound of "Boom", the sky thunder cut through the thick clouds, and the glaring white lightning interspersed directly shot down from the top of Fuyu's head. He had no time to react, a huge sense of rupture rushed from his head to his feet, his eyes turned white for a while, his hands and feet It seemed to be broken, he shook for a few moments, and knelt down on the ground with a "tom".

There was a loud buzzing in my ears, and warm liquid fell from the top of my head, and for a moment I couldn't even hear the thunder.

In an instant, a huge panic surged from the bottom of his heart, and a voice kept telling him, run away, run away...

He struggled to stand up, but before his figure could be transformed, another thunderstorm came from head to toe. This time, the pain seemed not as strong as last time, and he couldn't even feel the temperature, he just felt that something was continuously flowing down , Huge exhaustion rose from the bottom of his heart, and he kept urging him to close his eyes. His eyes were already dark, and he suddenly realized that this was not thunder at all.

This is... the God Extinguishing Thunder on the Broken Soul Stage.

Just when he was in a trance and was about to close his eyes, a scorching power flowed from his chest, the spirit veins that had been extinguished slowly revived, and his darkened eyes became clear from time to time.

The steaming black mist began to circle, wrapping wisps and wisps of the Mie Shen Lei array above his head, and Fu Yu was covered in blood from being pierced by the Mie Shen Lei. However, under the mysterious clothes, only the blood on his face was shocking. There is no difference.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still the same." The familiar voice, the unfamiliar tone, and the thunder that was about to fall in mid-air, everyone was shocked.

Tianjun looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, looked at the childish face in front of him with disheveled hair, and even forgot Fuyu's name for a moment.

There was a sudden commotion among the gods who were worried about being affected by Mishen Lei, and the voice said tremblingly, "Yes...it's the demons..."

"Devil Lord?" After a while, the person who was stunned on the high platform spat out two words, and looked at Fu Yu blankly, but the person had already walked to his side.

Fu Yu's face was covered with blood, and he was tall again, his hair covered half of his face, he stood in front of Tianjun with his hands behind his back Shi Shiran, as if he was looking carefully: "I haven't seen you for many years, Your Majesty's face is still the same, he is really the best in the three realms. "

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and sat straight on the throne, all the immortals exclaimed in unison, and even some immortals were eager to try to throw this ignorant child off, Fu Yu smiled recklessly, he touched Touching the armrest of the throne, pouted and said: "Your Majesty is so high and lonely, even the armrest of this chair is cold, no wonder just now, you want to hit me with thunder from the heavens and souls, you are really cruel."

Tianjun looked at him dully, and suddenly his expression turned cold: "Yun Yi, is that you?"

"Yunyi?" He raised his eyelids to look at Tianjun, and frowned casually, "You mean, that little doll who wants to dig bones?"

Tianjun stared at him gloomily, the man looked at him, raised his eyebrows indifferently, and said: "It's me, such a cruel person, shouldn't he deserve to die?"

"Bold lunatic, how can the heavens allow you to be presumptuous?" An unknown immortal official yelled first, and the hall was suddenly so noisy that the roof was almost toppled over. Various spiritual powers were slowly unleashed, but Fu Yu stared at you with a smile that was not a smile. Looking at them, he said lazily: "Everyone is kind-hearted, why are you rushing to die? Do you think that I can't stand the two god-killing thunders of yours?"

"This seat?" The immortal official standing in the front uttered a sentence first, and the light of spiritual power dimmed a lot.

The Tianjun next to him suddenly made a move, and Fuyu had expected him to do this. He smiled, turned sideways, and his figure jumped into the sky. He pretended to be surprised and said to the scarlet-eyed Tianjun: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?" What is it for? Haven’t you already reconciled with my Demon Realm?”

"Reconciliation?" Tianjun sneered, "Maybe the devil has slept for too long, he is still in a dream!"

The gods saw that Tianjun made a move first, so they naturally did not dare to neglect, their spiritual power gathered into a net, and the moment they rushed towards Fuyu, the man stood motionless and said: "Tianjun is not a reconciliation, why did you adopt me from the devil world?" ? Could it be that you look down on my Demon Realm and take it as a pet?"

I don't know who unloaded the force first, the dense net suddenly pulled a hole, and then, the gathered spiritual net quickly dissipated, and the embarrassed immortals looked at each other and turned their eyes to Tianjun.

Tianjun's face was very ugly, and he said angrily: "Monster? My heaven is the head of the three realms. When will I raise these things? Demon Lord don't want to spout blood."

The man in the cloud smiled inaudibly, his eyes passed through Tianjun and fell behind him, and then a person slowly walked out of the condensed black mist, with a celestial badge hanging brightly on his waist. The passing order, engraved on the top is the imperial order of Tianjun's bedroom.

Then, a huge demonic barrier rushed towards his face, black mist rose and passed through the body, and the little fairy with low spiritual power was rushed tens of meters away.

Fuyu laughed completely, his eyes swept across the crowd mockingly and said: "Everyone, I'm sorry."