Emperor Yutianwu

"Jin! Everyone!"

The Sword God roared, he was different from the Thunder God and others.

For the Thunder God, most of those imprisoned in the purgatory were seniors and teachers.

But the Sword God himself was a foreigner, he and the Nine Emperors were from the same era, and they were considered friends for many years.

The Sword God was not imprisoned at that time, only because the sword art had little influence on the world.

Although the sword art was not weak, for a certain world, the sword art... was really dispensable.

That's why he escaped, but now seeing his old friend being tortured, how could he turn a blind eye?

"Asshole, I'll kill you!" The Sword God gritted his teeth, the sword intent was overwhelming, and he turned around and wanted to kill the ghost spirit.

"Sword, don't worry about us, go and take the fragments! I am an outsider, not a slave, I can also become an emperor! Go and prove the way! Become an emperor, kill the emperor of this world!" The roar in the purgatory continued, but this voice was incomparably firm.

"Everyone..."

"Go and get the fragment! If you come back, I will judge you! I will no longer recognize you!"

"That's right, Jian, go and get the fragment. What's this little pain? We have endured for hundreds of thousands of years. Haha, you are a bunch of sons of bitches. When you prove your way, you can help us escape." Another voice sounded in the purgatory.

The sword god clenched his fist, but finally turned around and shot towards the fragment of the divine path like a sword.

Glancing at the sword god, the ghost frowned slightly, and then jumped up, intending to bypass the purgatory to chase the sword god.

"Boom!" But almost instantly, there was a loud noise in the purgatory, and then a terrifying force turned into a hurricane and attacked, causing the ghost's face to change and quickly retreat.

"Asshole! Are you crazy?" The ghost's eyes showed disbelief.

The emperor and the flame emperor were also stunned, and suddenly there was a hint of sadness in their eyes.

The others may not have discovered anything. After all, although the passage to the forbidden land has come, it is actually in the extremely distant Dao Gate.

But Yan Huang and Tian Huang have both transformed into Dao, so how could they not sense it?

"Another old friend... is going to be missing." Tian Huang sighed.

"Why is this necessary... is it the wind?" Yan Huang was indifferent. After all, he was not as good as Tian Huang. Although he knew what happened, he could not sense it so clearly.

"Yes." Tian Huang nodded: "The wind stopped by itself."

Yan Huang lowered his head and murmured: "Goodbye..."

"Wind God!"

"Wind King!"

Countless people from the outside world roared and roared.

The footsteps of the Sword God also froze, his eyes turned red, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

"Don't look back! Don't stop! Sword, I've waited too long, I'm going crazy, go to prove the Dao, go to become the emperor, I don't want to wait anymore."

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

In the land of purgatory, countless voices rang out together.

"Everyone, I'm leaving in advance! Haha, I'll never regret being an outsider in this life."

The next moment, the purgatory began to shake wildly, and everyone heard the sound of the iron chain breaking, and then a gust of wind blew out from the extremely dark forbidden passage.

There was an old figure standing above the gust of wind.

The ancient wind god!

"Today, I, the wind god, broke the seal, and let me see the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers again, haha, it's worth it."

"Woo woo woo--" At this time, everyone clearly felt that the wind in the whole world was wailing and crying.

"Wow wow wow--"

Chu Yan was stunned, and he found that the giant beast of heaven suddenly cried in his world of Taoism.

Weeping!

This was the first time Chu Yan saw the giant beast of heaven crying so sadly.

"What's wrong?"

"Old Feng is going to die! Old Feng is going to die!"

"Old Feng is so good to me. Every time I feel greedy, he secretly blows other people's food to me with the wind. I said he gave it to me, but he still didn't admit it and said he blew it himself, but I know everything." The crying of the heavenly beast was heartbreaking.

"Fool, why! Why are you fighting! Isn't it good for everyone to live well?" The heavenly beast cried.

Chu Yan was touched.

Yes, he forgot that the heavenly beast had lived for too long. He not only knew the Nine Emperors, but also those outsiders were very familiar with him.

——

The God of Wind finally broke the seal at the last moment, breaking free from the cage at the cost of breaking the way.

When the God of Wind descended, he felt an extremely strong dignity from the old figure, that was one of the true gods of ancient times.

Although he was not an emperor, in the eyes of countless outsiders, he was their emperor.

An emperor more supreme than the God Emperor!

"In my life, I have loved, hated, been a hero, and been a prisoner, but I have never regretted it. From the beginning of the world to now, I have finally been freed." The God of Wind stood in the air. At this moment, he was cut off from the Tao. Although he had endless power and seemed to have the power of God, he looked like a dying old man.

"Woo woo woo!" The wind whistled in his ears. Everyone could even clearly see that the wisps of extremely manic wind became gentle around him, like a spring breeze blowing on a willow, turning into jumping elves that silently crawled around him and made a whimpering sound.

That was the sound of reluctance.

Everyone was shocked.

The God of Wind, actually made the Tao reluctant to leave.

Tianhuang Yanhuang and others couldn't help but sigh: "In ancient times, the world was without Tao, and the Tao was as lonely and helpless as us humans. The ancient gods practiced Tao and accompanied Tao. Now the God of Wind is leaving, and the Wind Dao is reluctant to leave."

"Don't cry. From now on, I can no longer accompany you to blow over the mountains and rivers and turn into spring breeze to bring joyful songs." The wind god stretched out his old palm and gently brushed over the wind elf, but he could no longer catch it.

The wind elf was even more panicked and scared, like a child who had made a mistake, trying hard to rub against the wind god.

"Be good, remember what I told you, no matter how much pain you experience, it will be beautiful in the end. If there is no beauty, it only proves that it is not the end yet, and you will wait for your next master. Accompany me for the last journey and the last battle." The wind god laughed.

"Woo woo woo!" The wind elf whistled.

The God of Wind smiled and looked up at the consciousness of Emperor Yan and Emperor Tian. Surprisingly, there was no resentment in his eyes, but complexity. He sighed: "Thinking back to the beginning of the world, the disaster of the wilderness, the decline of the human race, and the rampant wild beasts, we couldn't sleep at night, and we fought side by side for food. We ate the meat of wild beasts and drank the blood of wild beasts. It was so happy, as if it was yesterday."

Emperor Yan and Emperor Tian were a little touched.

Yes, that was their past.

Whether it was the Nine Emperors or the strongest outsiders, they were people of the same era.

It was just that the Nine Emperors went further and became the main way of the world.

"Sorry." Emperor Yan bowed his head. If it weren't for his mistake, the outsiders would not have fallen to the point where they are today.

"It has nothing to do with you. Even if it wasn't you, without the Flame Emperor disaster, there would be the Water Emperor disaster, the Gold Emperor disaster, or my Wind Emperor disaster. Since the beginning of the world, when the mainstream and the outer paths were separated, that disaster was destined. It's just a matter of who it will be."

The Wind God shook his head and looked at the two of them: "I can forget the 500,000 years of dark suppression and iron chains, but Tian, ​​Yan, Jian is different from us. His path is pure and incomparable. Jian's path is ultimately a minor path. Even if he becomes an emperor, it will not affect the imbalance of heaven and earth. For the sake of the past, can you two help Jian once?"

"I came here today to atone for my sins back then." Yan Huang said.

"Thank you. Tian." The Wind God looked at Tian Huang.

Tian Huang frowned. He also needed that fragment of the divine path.

"Tian, ​​you want to perfect your world, why do you need to go back? You left a divine thought in the evil cave. The new imperial court was your handiwork. The new path will appear sooner or later, but do you really have to gamble with our broken paths?" The Wind God roared with a hint of anger.

The Emperor remained silent.

Suddenly, the God of Wind sighed, "Heaven, nine hundred thousand years ago, your Tianbu suffered from a drought that lasted for ten thousand years, and countless people died of famine. I controlled the wind in the sky and delivered food thousands of miles away. On that day, you promised to owe me a life. Today, can you repay me with your life?"

The Emperor's pupils shrank.

Famine.

This is like a joke to the current world of creation.

What if a cultivator doesn't eat? Will he starve to death?

But only those who have experienced that era will understand how fragile and insignificant humans were back then.

Without food, you will die.

The Emperor was full of vigor and vitality and embarked on a journey of cultivation, but the Tianbu suffered a drought that lasted for ten thousand years. That year, countless people died in his Tianbu. It was the God of Wind who controlled the wind thousands of miles away to support the Tianbu, which allowed the Tianbu to survive that disaster.

When the Domain King heard the words of the God of Wind, his eyes shrank slightly.

No one knew that the Domain King was one of the hungry creatures in the Tianbu back then.

He still remembers the strong wind that swept countless grains from thousands of miles away. On that day, grains rained down from the sky, and countless people knelt down to worship the sky.

So... it was done by the Wind God?

"Alas." The Emperor finally sighed: "Why are you doing this? You know, even if I don't take action, he won't allow it."

"That's fate." The Wind God said.

"Okay, I promise you." The Emperor closed his eyes. Even though the Emperor was ruthless and cold in Chu Yan's eyes, he was also a human being. He also had seven emotions and six desires. He might be a big villain. In order to fulfill his own way, he was extremely cruel and did not hesitate to destroy a world.

But he also had his own story. In ancient times, he was also a hero of the human race.

"Thank you." The Wind God laughed, and then his eyes finally fell on Youjing.

Now, Youjing is the only one who can hinder the Sword God.

You Jing frowned and said coldly: "Wind God, do you think you can beat me by breaking the Dao? How much strength do you have left after breaking the ban?"

If it is a head-on battle, and Feng Shen breaks the Dao, You Jing believes that he will definitely not be defeated.

After all, Feng Shen is also the strongest in the outer Dao. It is not an exaggeration to say that Feng Shen who has broken the Dao can fight the Emperor of God, but the key is that the two are not fighting fairly.

Although Feng Shen who has broken the Dao is strong, breaking the ban also consumes too much strength. How much is left now?

"I don't need to beat you." Feng Shen laughed: "Sword, prove the Dao, the outer Dao, can't be destroyed, remember to rescue Jin and others."

The Wind God laughed wildly, and suddenly he opened his hands, as if to embrace the wind of the world.

"Buzz!"

The wild wind of heaven and earth swept.

"No!" Youjing's pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly stepped back: "Asshole, what are you going to do?"

"Youjing, you have been planning for many years, but today you will fail. Haha, fellow Taoists, I will leave first. From now on, there will be no more wind gods in the world."

"Seal!"

"Boom!"

The next moment, the wind god exploded.

The whole person disappeared, and his last strength turned into a gust of wind. The wind seemed to be endless, turning into a steel chain, and it suddenly wrapped around Youjing.

"Crack!"

The thousands of wind chains actually locked up Youjing's suspended world.

Youjing's breath was weak in an instant!