In order to support my wife, I became the founding emperor [StarCraft]

The Guanxing Tower is about seventy miles away from the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Song Shaoyu carried his Nine Heavens Sword, his expression was as cold as frost, full of solemnity.

On the stone wall, a phoenix flew out of the stone carving and arrived with a sharp wind blade.

In the pond, a cyan dragon soared into the sky, spraying out an icy blue water column.

In front of the palace, the unicorn auspicious beast flashed in the sun, extremely lively, stepping on the auspicious clouds, and shouting angrily!

……

However, these only delayed him for a moment.

Even the white jade unicorn guarding the palace couldn't resist Song Shaoyu's sword.

Even if there is a prohibition in the palace, Song Shaoyu's footsteps are still amazingly fast.

Before he reached the Observatory, the first thunder finally fell.

The thunder shadow made of purple lightning carries the aura of a majestic emperor, and its momentum is unparalleled. It's just that it's the finishing touch, but this figure made of purple lightning has dull eyes and lost its aura.

After all, they have been dead for many years.

Even so, this sky thunder is still powerful.

Song Shaoyu's face darkened slightly, and he swept his sword at the purple lightning!

The purple thunder and lightning figure drew out a long knife to meet them. Amidst a shocking clang sound, the lightning light slowly dissipated, and a bright blue sky was restored.

But the thunder cloud above Song Shaoyu's head seemed a little bigger.

At this moment, I don't know how many people raised their heads and looked at the imperial city.

"It's strange, how come there are thunder clouds above the imperial palace?" The people of the empire were discussing.

And some others, such as Lin Yongle of the Lin Clan, looked into the imperial city with their eyes narrowed.

Ordinary people can't feel it, but cultivators like them are shocked by the power coming from the imperial city...

"Who the hell is it?" Lin Yongle wondered, "... so powerful. Could it be that Zhao Rongcheng is back?"

"Also...why is there a tribulation thunder..."

Lin Yongle, who had long been the head of the Lin faction, turned pale and thought of a possibility.

Then, he sighed heavily.

Back then Song Shaoyu broke into the forest clan with a sword, and the forest clan was injured, but Song Shaoyu also fell into the holy realm, and his hair turned white overnight.

Later, he returned to the holy rank, but because of a block in his heart, he hadn't made any progress for several years.

It wasn't until recently that it suddenly became clear.

The emotions in Lin Yongle's eyes were very complicated, and he whispered: "You are finally..."

Did you follow your own mind?

Is it because I saw Gavin, and then saw the shadow of the old man in him, and found that I was not alone?

"No one asked me to rescue you, since that's the case..." Lin Yongle stroked his goatee and said loudly, "Fu Bo, I'm going to retreat! No visitors! Come out next year."

In the void, there was a voice: "Yes, master."

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Inside the Observatory.

Yao Chonghua stood on the stage, looking at the person who came with a sword.

"You are more arrogant than I thought." Yao Chonghua patted the railing and whispered, he held the Pope's scepter, and his silver eyes fixed on the figure, "Or, you are stronger than I imagined... "

"You killed Li Zheng. So the emperor's soul of Li's ancestors turned back. However, out of [-]% of the human race's national destiny, [-]% fell on you. If it wasn't for Li Zhifei, with this [-]% national destiny, you might not be able to become another Li Yingtian... "

The founding emperor of the empire, also known as Emperor Gaozong, was surnamed Li and given the name Yingtian.

"It's not that I disobeyed God's order. I really can't keep you." Yao Chonghua's expression was suddenly indifferent.

His papal scepter hit the ground heavily.

"rise!"

In the entire imperial palace, the source patterns hidden under the feet for many years suddenly lit up in this instant.

But the price is that in the entire vast imperial city, no matter whether it is the noble concubine or the palace servants who have just entered the palace, all of them turned gray in an instant, lost all their vitality, and were as old as dead wood.

The moment Song Shaoyu stepped into the Star Observation Tower, a dragon chant suddenly came from the ground.

Terrifying coercion came from all directions, and in the void, it seemed that a god opened his eyes and looked at the uninvited guest.

Song Shaoyu's Nine Heavens Sword shot out a burst of blue light at this moment, and behind him, a blue bird soared into the sky, lingering above his head.

The second thunder light followed the third one, tore open the sky, and slashed at the people on the ground!It's like Pangu opened the sky.

The blue bird rushed straight into the sky, blocking the thunder for him.But Song Shaoyu swung his sword towards Yao Chonghua without hesitation.

Yao Chonghua quickly urged the pope's scepter, and the source energy in his body was continuously transpired like a small puddle of fire. A light curtain was propped up in front of him, and then Song Shaoyu's sword pierced through the light curtain unimpeded. .enter!

The light curtain shattered, and the scepter collided with the long sword. In just a moment, an extremely sharp and vast sword energy began to flow through Yao Chonghua's body, shaking his meridians completely!

He opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", but there was an unscrupulous killing intent in his eyes!

Another thunderbolt struck Song Shaoyu.

This is a red-gold thunder light, and the thunder and lightning formed an incomparably graceful figure of a woman.

This is the only female emperor in the history of the empire and the third emperor.She is also the granddaughter of Emperor Taizong.According to rumors, her cultivation is second only to the founding emperor Li Yingtian.

This also means that as long as they have resisted this thunderstorm, only Gaozong and Taizong are left.

The empress has a graceful figure, and the thunder light constitutes her charming face, but she doesn't want her appearance to be so weak when she strikes.

In the golden light, a plain hand patted it lightly.

The entire imperial city sank several meters deep. Inside the imperial palace, countless palaces were smashed to pieces, and countless people cried out in panic and prayed in secret.

Song Shaoyu was forced to stop chasing Yao Chonghua, and met the palm with his sword!

Jian Guang split the palm into two pieces, but the hand still didn't dissipate, and its momentum was even stronger.

Song Shaoyu's sanctuary was fully opened, and a bright moon rose.Then bumped into that slender hand without hesitation.

The Star Observation Tower under Yao Chonghua's feet collapsed.

After the dust and smoke dispersed, Song Shaoyu's face was extremely pale, his long hair was disheveled, and bright red blood dripped down his tiger's mouth.

There was a woman's handprint on his chest.

The last tribulation thunder is slowly brewing, and the aura of this thunder is actually vague, like destroying the sky and destroying the earth.The end of the day.

What's even more frightening is that the figure made of thunder actually looks like a real person.He even opened his eyes suddenly!

The founding emperor, Li Yingtian.

Yao Chonghua had no doubt that the entire imperial city would be razed to the ground when this thunderstorm fell.

Song Shaoyu's condition is not good, however, killing Yao Chonghua is enough.

Yao Chonghua, who just fell to the ground, just evoked a sarcastic smile.

"He has come."

In the palace, the large formation on the ground burst into the sky at this moment!

Song Shaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

He lowered his head and saw the tip of a sword.

... Where does this sword come from? Why is there no response?

Song Shaoyu turned his head extremely slowly, then, with trembling lips, he uttered two words in disbelief: "...Lin En?"

in this world.

Except for Gavin, only Lynn could walk unimpeded in his sanctuary without noticing.

And at this moment, what Song Shaoyu saw was indeed Lin En's face.

There were tears on that face.

Jie Lei seemed to feel something, and suddenly disappeared at this moment.

In the moment of dissipating, Li Yingtian's eyes fell on Yi Yansheng, with an extremely complicated expression.

In the sky, gently, a little snow fell.

Tears kept overflowing from Yi Yansheng's eyes, he took a step forward, and suddenly hugged the person who was about to kneel on the ground.

Yi Yansheng looked so sad.

His hands were still stained with Song Shaoyu's blood.

"You..." He looked at Yao Chonghua, even the crown of his teeth was trembling, "Why—! Do you want to do something to him!"

Big drops of tears fell down his chin, and the indifference on his face faded away. At this moment, he finally looked like a human being.

It turns out that the sadness to the extreme will really be reflected on the body.

Yi Yansheng hugged the person in her arms, trembling in pain, and wailed uncontrollably.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether Lin En was sad or he was sad.

It was him who killed him.

But he is the core of this great formation in the palace.

Now the person holding the array is Yao Chonghua.

Yao Chonghua's meridians were broken, but he still held his breath.

He held the pope's scepter, and the power of faith in the scepter was constantly repairing his broken body.

Yao Chonghua knelt heavily in front of Yi Yansheng.

His head touched the ground, and the scorched ground made a loud noise. Yao Chonghua's voice was hoarse and sad: "You shouldn't have weaknesses... Now, no one can influence you..."

The cold snow fell on Yi Yansheng's hair, and soon melted into bitter snow.

Yi Yansheng's cry echoed here, he hugged Song Shaoyu, feeling the body temperature of the person in his arms cooling down little by little.Even his own soul was torn apart and shredded to pieces.

Many memories suddenly appeared in his mind, but Yi Yansheng knew it clearly.Those memories have nothing to do with him.

Whether it was secretly kissing someone who was sleeping, hugging the young Song Shaoyu and patting him on the back to comfort him, or blocking the arrow that would kill him, none of these things were done by him.

The man who did these things was Lynn, and he was just an outsider who occupied the magpie's nest.

After a long time, Yi Yansheng finally stopped trembling.

"You're right," he looked at Yao Chonghua, gritted his teeth and said soberly, "but remember. Sooner or later, I will kill you."

There were tears in his eyes, but his expression finally returned to calm.

Yi Yansheng stood up cautiously, as if treating some fragile baby, but Song Shaoyu's hand still hung down feebly.

The Nine Heavens Sword held in his hand finally fell to the ground in great sorrow because of the loss of its owner, let out a long cry, and suddenly shattered into several inches.

The holy soldier lost its original luster and became pieces of scrap iron.

Song Shaoyu is gone, Jiuxiao sword is clear, there is a great possibility that it will fall into Yao Chonghua's hands.So he simply and resolutely chose to kill himself.

Rather Stick to your guns!

At the moment when the Nine Heavens Sword was broken, Yi Yansheng disappeared with Song Shaoyu's body without a trace.

There is more snow here.

It was like a silent farewell.

Yao Chonghua was still kneeling on the spot, in fact, he had no strength to stand up again.

The blood on his face was diluted by snow water and fell into the soil in front of him.

"Being given to die by you. That is also my greatest honor."

He suddenly answered in a low voice.

Not far away, the sound of footsteps of the Imperial Guards came.

"Ah! My lord! Are you alright, my lord!" In my ear, Fu Lu'er's exaggerated but undisguised concern sounded, and he stepped forward in fear and trepidation, and lifted Yao Chonghua up on the ground.

After all, Fu Lu'er has done many bad things, and Yao Chonghua's downfall is not far away from his death.

Thinking of this, Fu Lu'er's expression suddenly became more real.

Yao Chonghua looked extremely embarrassed.

The crown of the Pope, known as the absolute defense, was burnt to pieces by the sword energy, and Yao Chonghua coughed up a little bit of blood in pain.

Falling on the snow, it looks like a blooming wintersweet.

Song Shaoyu's remaining sword energy was still attached to his wound, eroding his body inch by inch.

This kind of injury is difficult to heal even the Pope's scepter.

Yao Chonghua's silver hair was stained red with blood.

"Your Majesty! Where's that lunatic Song Shaoyu?!" Fu Lu'er looked left and right. There was obviously a fierce battle here, but one of the parties involved was nowhere to be seen. He said angrily, "That bastard! He killed the emperor!" In his mouth, Yao Chonghua is His Majesty.

The tribulation and thunder just now were so violent, Song Shaoyu thought it might be more dangerous than good...

In fact, it was seeing the sword energy dissipate that Fu Lu'er dared to lead his troops forward.

After all, he also cherishes his life.

Yao Chonghua took a few breaths, closed his eyes and rested his mind, managed to recuperate his body, and finally recovered a little strength to speak.

A sword pierces the heart.

That man can no longer survive.

Even if Yi Yansheng didn't want her own life, in his current state, it is impossible to save him.

Then, Yao Chonghua opened his eyes.

He said coldly, "Dead."

From then on, there was no such a person in the world who would wait for Gavin to call him daddy.

The author has something to say:

"Father bid me farewell today. He said that since the world is at peace, there is nothing left to stay."

"I asked him, what do you think of Yi Yansheng?"

"He smiled and asked me, 'Who is that?'"