Tian Yuan

Chapter 2004: Emperor Falls, Invincible

There is no need to guess, the head Chen Qingyuan is holding in his hand is exactly Ouyang Cang's head!

The way of swordsmanship returns to oneness, and one sword beheads the leader!

This head is even bigger than Chen Qingyuan’s body. Its flesh and blood are dried up, its vitality is gone, and its bones are clearly visible.

Except for the head, all other parts of Ouyang Cang's body turned into blood mist, dissipating into nothingness and could not be restored.

The backlash of the forbidden technique and Chen Qingyuan's sword directly buried Ouyang Cang in the abyss of death. His soul was annihilated along with his body.

Dozens of faint threads of laws spread out from the palm of Chen Qingyuan's left hand, wrapped around Ouyang Cang's head and held it tightly.

The great emperor fell, and heaven and earth mourned.

Even if Ouyang Cang is not the emperor of this era, he has survived to this day by alternative means, and he is still an extremely noble existence. He should cause thousands of sighs and the strange phenomenon of a bloody sun falling in all the heavens and worlds.

Logically speaking, Ouyang Cang, who entered the world in his prime, should be judged by the Great Dao. However, with the secret method of the gods and Mu Cangyan's means, he avoided the detection of the Great Dao Eye in the short term and no longer had to worry about this.

Emperor fell!

A mournful sound echoed between heaven and earth, causing countless living beings to tremble with their hearts and burst into uncontrollable tears, their hearts filled with sorrow.

"Why am I so sad? What happened?"

Billions of creatures were confused and reached out to touch their faces, feeling the hot tears flowing from their eyes, and felt inexplicably sad.

Far away in the illusory sea of ​​the Shuanglian star field in the northern wilderness, cries of grief were heard from the bottom of the sea.

"Ancestor!"

How could the people of the God Clan not know that the ancestor had passed away?

"It's raining, blood-red rain."

In the upper star field of the Imperial State, a heavy rain suddenly began to fall. This rain covered the entire star field, and countless stars were experiencing it, including the Death Star.

After being washed by the laws of the ancient road, the remaining power of the war gradually dissipated.

The broken void in many places is repairing itself.

It's being repaired, but not very quickly.

The place is devastated and there are countless scars.

According to preliminary estimates, it will take at least several decades to completely restore this vast territory at the end of the ancient road.

"Victory...Victory!"

Most of the smoke had dissipated, and the world's top beings saw the scenery at the end of the ancient road and Chen Qingyuan, who was covered in blood, through the space crack opened up by the ancestor of the gods.

"The battle is over, and the throne of the Great Emperor is within reach."

Nangong Ge knew that the Diaoyu Laojun appeared at the Divine Bridge, and believed that there would be no more changes in this battle.

Nangong Ge usually remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis, but today he was extremely nervous and his mood fluctuated greatly. It was only at this moment that he showed a happy expression, and the huge stone hanging in his heart slowly dropped.

"This guy is really... fierce!"

Gu Kong, who was wearing a black robe, was stunned. Although he hoped that Chen Qingyuan could win, he did not expect to see such a scene.

Chen Qingyuan's right arm was broken, and he was holding the head of the God Clan ancestor in his left hand.

His entire body was stained with blood, and his ferocity was as overwhelming as the sea.

He was like a god of death walking out from the depths of hell. He would kill anyone who stood in his way, and would kill anyone who stood in his way, even if it was a Buddha.

"To kill an emperor at his peak state with a mortal body. This has never happened in nearly ten million years. Looking back through the ages, is there anyone who can match this?"

Gu Kong couldn't help but search in his sea of ​​consciousness, but couldn't find a similar example. Even the White-haired Empress, whom he respected and admired, couldn't accomplish such a feat at this level.

"Old Chen... is really... really a pervert!"

Somewhere in the vast starry sky, Ye Liujun was stunned, mumbling to himself, unable to speak clearly.

The image of Chen Qingyuan holding Ouyang Cang's head was deeply engraved on the soul of everyone who saw it. It was so shocking that they would never forget it in their lifetime.

"People like him, no matter what era they are born in, are always the brightest and most dazzling stars."

Ji Fushuang, the ancestor of the Phoenix clan, witnessed the advent of a new era and was grateful to be able to live a second life.

The invincible posture is amazing.

"No one can stop your majesty's footsteps!"

Chang Geng Sword Immortal, the old cook, the ancestors of some immortal ancient clans and others could vaguely see some blurry scenes, and their hearts were moved and shocked.

Only a very few people can see this scene.

Even if you want to be a spectator of the peak battle, you must be strong enough.

However, although the monks of the time were not qualified to peek, they could guess a thing or two through the sudden strange phenomena that appeared in the heaven and earth.

The more unknown the situation, the more imaginative.

Thousands of powerful God Bridge men were no longer as indifferent as usual, their chests heaving violently, their expressions unable to conceal their horror.

......

In a corner of the battlefield, Chu Mo stood shirtless, with countless wounds and light black blood staining his body. He was like an ancient monument covered with traces of vicissitudes, lonely and sad.

There was a very conspicuous wound on his chest, about two feet long, with a residue of supreme sword intent, which could not be erased in a short time. Through this wound, one could see the displaced internal organs.

The warhammer in his hand had a dull luster and had several sword marks on it that could not be ignored. It would take a lot of effort to repair it.

Chu Mo stared at him, and there was no longer the confidence and pride he had before the war in his eyes. Instead, there was only self-doubt and confusion about the future.

At the beginning, he was so full of ambition and ambition, imagining how he would make drastic changes and create a glorious era after ascending the throne.

Now, he looked at the clan ancestors who died in the battle, and at Chen Qingyuan who looked like a god descending from the heavens. The emotions in his heart were extremely complicated, and no words could describe them.

At this time, Chen Qingyuan also turned his gaze to Chu Mo, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes.

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Although both of them were injured, the result was very clear.

Chu Mo no longer had the will to fight. He was listless and felt extremely exhausted. Not to mention continuing to fight, even his right hand holding the warhammer was shaking slightly and he was almost unable to hold on.

On the other hand, although Chen Qingyuan had lost one hand, his aura was still majestic and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. No matter what difficulties lay ahead, they could not stop his indomitable will.

Although the two did not speak, they communicated with their eyes.

Thinking of the arrogant words he said to Chen Qingyuan before the war, Chu Mo felt ashamed. In addition, the hope of revival of the tribe was shattered. He didn't know how to face the other people in the tribe, so he made a decision.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Although Chu Mo's eyes had clearly lost the will to fight and hope, he still gritted his teeth and clenched his hammer, breaking the subtle atmosphere and walking slowly towards Chen Qingyuan with extremely heavy steps.

He is a very proud person. If he loses, it means that he is not strong enough and he is convinced. He will not yell hysterically, nor will he cry and curse.

His heart was unusually calm.