MTL - Return of the Divine Emperor

There was relief in their eyes, but also...unstoppable regret.

They are not stupid, they can tell from the words of winning...the winning has been decided, and Yun Qingyan's burden has been exposed.

"Shi Huang, we are back to the future." Yuan Shi Demon Emperor sighed deeply.

Abruptly...

The Yuanshi Devil Emperor, who had just sighed, seemed to think of something, and his expression was stagnant again.

He realized something.

Win took back the black sickle that was originally...differentiated.

Without the black sickle body protection, even Yuanshi Devil Emperor could not dare to head to the future rashly.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, the pupils of Yuanshi Demon Emperor... and Jiang Ruoxian all shrank slightly.

He stared fiercely at the raging space-time vortex.

The space-time vortex that was raging like a tsunami is cooling down at an extremely fast speed.

Less than a few breaths...

The space-time vortex stayed still, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

"Winning cuts off our channel to the future."

At this moment, Yuanshi Devil Emperor, his expression became extremely complicated.

Yuanshi Demon Emperor finally understood, what Ying said... stepped forward and said the true meaning of death without regrets.

To win is to fight against the disasters of the God Realm and the disasters of the Eastern Universe with one's own strength.

"Unless the win falls in the future, it will be more than a hundred times more difficult for us to go to the future!"

"In this case, no one can go to the future, not even Yandi who has returned from the heart world."

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The mind world, an extremely special plane.

It was so special that no one alive knew what kind of world it was, and what kind of plane it was.

In the heart world, Yun Qingyan had an extremely long dream.

Just when this dream was about to end, a figure suddenly appeared in Yun Qingyan's mind.

This figure, wearing a golden crown, has nine white jade bead curtains hanging down, and the emperor's air permeates his body.

"win…"

Yun Qingyan immediately recognized the figure that appeared in his mind.

Win did not respond, just looked at him, silently.

I don't know how long time has passed, win the quiet face, finally a faint smile appeared.

A ray of serene, no regrets and a light smile.

Then, his figure, starting from the feet... gradually turned into countless particles.

Yun Qingyan's nose was sour inexplicably, as if she had lost a close friend forever.

"You came across time and space just to make one last... farewell to me!"

Yun Qingyan looked at and said to the winning figure, who was about to dissipate completely.

At this time of winning, the faint smile on his face has disappeared, because of his stalwart figure...

At this moment, there was only one pair of eyes left, like the vicissitudes of life.

His eyes reflected a picture.

It was a scene where all the strength was exhausted and the battle was to the last minute... but it was still invincible.

He knelt on the ground with one foot, supporting the whole body, the black sickle in his hand...

There is only one section left, there are very obvious breaks in the gap, not far in front of him...

It is another section of the black sickle.

Through the eyes of the win, Yun Qingyan saw another person.

A person who looks exactly like him.

At this moment, this person who looks exactly like Yun Qingyan seems to have also passed the winning eyes...

Looking at each other with Yun Qingyan.

Suddenly, he smiled, but his smile did not entrain any emotion.

He seemed to be demonstrating. The figure of winning, also at this time, completely dissipated in Yun Qingyan's mind.