Emperor Yutianwu

"No!"

The ghost let out a painful roar. His body was not restricted, but his power was sealed.

The wind god used his life's strength to seal him in a realm. He couldn't break free!

At least he couldn't break free in a short time!

"Woo woo woo!"

With the fall of the wind god, the wind in this world began to become manic.

Crazy!

"Roar--" Everyone could hear clearly that the wind in this world was howling.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of the wind turned into countless killing words. At this moment, the wind was crazy, and countless wind elves became manic, like children who were lost and couldn't find their home. They were crying, roaring, and screaming desperately.

There were also wind elves rushing to the sky. Even if there was suppression from the heavenly way, each wind spirit was desperate to hit the heavenly way.

Desperately piecing together the bones and flesh of the wind god between heaven and earth, they also wanted to desperately drill back into the body of the wind god.

But... the God of Wind has fallen, how can we go back?

——

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent.

From ancient times to now, a truly powerful god has fallen.

The God of Wind!

The wind is crying.

The winds all over the world are wailing, as if mourning the God of Wind.

But the next moment, the energy of the winds seemed to be ignited with anger, and they all went crazy. The winds all over the world turned into sharp knives, cutting everything and sweeping the rivers and lakes.

The look of the protector changed suddenly.

Even the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Flame frowned.

"It's going to lose balance..." The Emperor said in a low voice: "The death of the Wind God has driven the Wind Dao crazy, and it is madly attacking the rest of the Dao. The rivers and lakes, the sea, the mountains of the earth, are all being invaded by the Wind Dao."

"If Dao is a child, the Wind God is their parents. Now that their parents are dead, how can they not be angry?"

After saying that, the Flame Emperor was stunned and smiled bitterly: "My Flame Realm has also been invaded, and some flames have been blown out by the wind."

The faces of the three people, Chou Fei, Chu Hui, and Fei Du, changed drastically at this moment, and they didn't even care about the Sword God and the fragments of the Divine Path. They tried their best to block the Wind Dao.

"Kill!" However, at this moment, the Wind Dao seemed to be embodied as a person, turning into a series of wind spirits and rushing towards the three people: "You forced him to death! You forced him to death! Kill!"

The wind was raging.

The Dao was gradually losing balance.

Chu Yan was also extremely shocked at this moment.

Although he was not as good as the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Yan, who had transformed into Dao, he could also faintly feel the changes in the heaven through the Dao world.

He used to be unable to figure out how the power of one Dao could cause all Daos to lose balance...

But now, he has some understanding!

The wind of the heavenly realm also became violent, sweeping across the rivers and lakes, and the entire heaven became a storm. The boundless sea was even more stirred up by layers of thousands of feet of waves, and the tsunami engulfed the earth.

In the mountains and forests, thousands of years old pine trees were uprooted by the strong wind, and then blown to the nearby city empire, breaking down the walls of the city empire.

In a short moment, the world seemed to be in ruins.

There were broken walls and ruins everywhere.

And this...is just the destructive power of one Dao.

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"Stop!" Several guardians roared, and Fei Du turned and roared at Tianhuang and Yanhuang: "Are you crazy? Do you really want to continue to indulge? If all Daos lose balance, you will die!"

Tianhuang and Yanhuang sighed: "If this is his last complaint, we will endure it."

"Damn it!" The guardians cursed, but there was nothing they could do.

Although the Wind Path is an external path, it is not a minor path. They alone cannot suppress it.

However, at this moment.

"Alas!" With a sigh, the bodies of the Wind Gods, which were piled up by the Wind Elves and only had flesh and blood, moved, stretched out their hands, and touched the Wind Elves next to them.

Swish!

The wind stopped for a moment.

"Wind, don't be like this. Although this world is cruel, there are still too many beautiful sides of this world. There are many innocent people. Remember, the pain now is just to set off the beauty of the future. Stop."

The Wind God was resurrected.

"No, it's just a pity."

But just this pity made the wind stop.

"Woo woo woo!" The Wind Elves cried again, and the pity of the Wind God smiled palely: "I really have to leave this time... Promise me, I don't want to become a sinner in this world after I die. Although I am full of hatred for this world, I still have a little bit of beautiful thoughts."

"Woo woo!" The Wind Elves were jumping, but everyone seemed to understand...

The Wind Elves were nodding.

"If you are willing, you will turn into a spring breeze blowing the willows and bring warmth to the world. If you are not willing, then disperse and wait for the next four seasons and the next spring flowers." The wind god smiled, and then a breeze blew, really sending away the remnant, disappearing without a trace.

"Woo woo woo!" The wind elf was still crying, but not so crazy anymore, dragging the remains of the wind god away.

From now on, there will be no more wind gods in the world!

From now on, there will be no more spring breeze in the world!

"The wind... stopped." Suddenly, someone whispered, stretched out his hand, but found that it was really gone.

"The wind is gone, there is no wind in the world."

Yes, at this moment the whole world seemed to be still, the catkins were no longer floating, and the fallen leaves were no longer rustling.

The wind followed the wind god and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Of course, everyone also understood that the wind did not really disappear, but just stopped temporarily.

Those wind elves did not turn into spring wind as the wind god said they would, but chose to wait for the next four seasons.

——

The wind stopped, and the world was affected.

Without wind, the clouds would not float, and the crops and fishermen in the mortal world were greatly affected, and even the most basic waves were gone.

But many guardians breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the disappearance of the wind channel is not a good thing, it is always better than the continued raging wind and destroying the world.

After all, for practitioners, even if there is no wind, it will not cause the imbalance of all ways and the destruction of the world.

It's just that mortals may not be able to survive.

But in this cruel world, in an era where even the emperor of the gods wants to survive, who can care about ordinary mortals?

——

The wind god left, silently.

He could have destroyed the world and become the last straw that crushed the world, but he didn't, and gave up. Just as he said, even though he has been in the quagmire, he is still willing to think that the world will have a little warmth.

No matter when, the final ending will be beautiful. If not, it proves that it is not the end yet.

"Send the God of Wind!"

Suddenly, the Thunder God suddenly shouted, and countless powerful outsiders knelt down in surrender, tears in their eyes.

"Send the God of Wind!"

"Send the God of Wind!"

"Alas!" In the distance, the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Flame also sighed, with complicated eyes: "Have a good journey."

The God of Wind is really too ancient.

Looking back to the past, the nine-thousand-mile Feng Peng was soaring.

Today, the wind stops from now on!

Today, the God of Wind dies!

"Wind!"

In the purgatory-like forbidden place, countless people roared and howled.

The wind is gone!

"Ah——" The Sword God was roaring, his sword energy had turned into blood, and his blood had also turned into blood.

The God of Wind was gone, of course he sensed it, but he did not stop. All the hopes of the outsiders were on his shoulders, so he dared not stop, and could not stop.

Closer!

Closer to the fragments of the Divine Path!

The ghost spirit was sealed by the wind god with all his life's strength, and he still can't break free. Feidu, Chuhui and Choufei were also stopped by the outsiders. Now, no one can stop the sword god.

"Chu Yan!" But at this moment, Choufei suddenly roared, and everyone was stunned.

Chu Yan was also stunned. Calling me?

Yes, now there is only Chu Yan left in the whole venue who can stop the sword god.

"Quick, stop him. The sword god becomes the emperor and the world is destroyed. Although you cultivate the power of the world, your world power has not yet escaped the control of the world creation. Once the sword god becomes the emperor, your heaven will be the first to suffer!" Chuhui shouted.

"Buzz!" Almost at this moment, Chu Yan felt the malice from the forbidden land.

He even felt as if another path was about to break, as if there was an outsider god in the purgatory confinement who wanted to cut off his own path.

"Don't stop. I've cultivated till today with great difficulty. It's not worth it." Chu Yan suddenly laughed and said, "Also, don't threaten me. I, Chu Yan, hate this the most. You may be very strong, but you are all sealed after all. Threaten me and I might really turn against you."

"Although I met Senior Sword God for the first time, the outsider has been kind to me. I said that if the outsider becomes the emperor, I, Chu Yan, will be the first to support it. I am not the master of this world. If I were, I would not stop the outsider. Why would the outsider's becoming the emperor cause the world to be unbalanced? In the final analysis, isn't it because you, the main path, are weak? If the main path is strong enough, even if the outsider becomes the emperor, it can still offset it. If you can't break through yourself, you stop others? What kind of ability is that?"

Chu Yan's words made everyone stunned.

It seems...it's really the truth.

Chu Yan didn't stop the Sword God in the end.

Although, he also wanted that piece of God's Path fragment.

Because he found that that piece of God's Path fragment seemed to be useful for the establishment of the Taoism of his Taoist world.

But the death of the Wind God still touched him a little.

If the Sword God really succeeded, then he would give up.

Just left the trump card of the Human Emperor Divine Path.

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Closer!

Closer!

The Sword God turned into a sword and rushed forward at full speed, and saw that he was less than ten thousand meters away from the fragment of the Divine Path!

It was going to succeed!

The Dao of the foreign race could be repaired!

The foreigner could also become an emperor!

At this time, the fragment of the Divine Path was also surging with the incomparable pressure of the True Dao, so strong that the Sword God's body was cut open, and his sword light turned into blood.

But he still insisted and shouted.

Can't give up.

This is the hope of the foreigner!

The Wind God fell for this, and the Fusion God Evolution Dao Zun fell for this!

He must not fail!

In the distance, everyone stared at there intently. Is the Sword God really going to succeed?

Is the foreigner going to have an emperor?

"Buzz!" But just when the Sword God was about to approach the fragment of the Divine Path, the miracle trembled slightly again, and suddenly there was a figure.

The man looked ordinary, standing there casually, but his eyes looked at the Sword God with some complexity and regret.

After a long time, the man finally sighed: "Sword, the outsider cannot become an emperor, and this world can't bear an outsider emperor."

"It's you!"

When the Sword God saw the man, his eyes suddenly turned red and bloodshot, and he shouted: "You bastard, it's you! You're still alive, you're still alive! Why! You're obviously here, why didn't you show up earlier! Why, you can obviously stop Feng Yun, but you deliberately show up now, ah!"

The Sword God recognized this person. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was this person who proposed to destroy the heretics and cut off their paths. It was also this person who made him a prisoner.

And now, he appeared again, just when he was about to succeed. The funny thing is that the moment the Sword God saw this person, he knew that he would definitely fail.

But why! If he had appeared earlier, he would not have come to fight. Even if he was labeled as a heretic, he would definitely give up. At least in that way... Feng would not have died!

"I will kill you!"

At this moment, the Sword God went berserk!