The night of Da Chu, the stars are still there.

Ji Ningshuang had turbulent flows and also had the Gate of Heaven.

Sleeping for half a year, I entered the starry sky for the first time.

Every step she took, an imperial clone formed and rushed to the starry sky, in order to find the remaining souls and the lost pieces of the imperial weapon.

Of course, what she wanted the most was the prehistoric tribe.

Before becoming emperor, what she said still counts as a rule to level the prehistoric world.

In the past, she couldn't do it.

Now, she has done it.

Whether it is Ye Fan, Ye Chen, or the people, she will kill the prehistoric world to exterminate the clan.

The emperor did not kill easily or slaughtered ants easily, but she would break this rule. She would do what the emperors had not done in the past dynasties after the prehistoric times, which would cost the prehistoric tribes the price of blood.

"I've seen the Empress."

Too many people passed by and saw it from afar and saluted respectfully. Every clone would nod slightly, revealing a far-fetched smile, and uncoverable pain.

Why!

Many people in the world sigh, which is to sigh for the heavens, for themselves, and for the empress.

A catastrophe took away too many people, and the empress was no exception. She proved the truth and became the emperor, but lost the two closest people, one husband and the other child.

The most amazing empress is also the most miserable empress. At least, she is more miserable than the empress Donghua.

As the world watched, the empress's many clones gradually drifted away. Looking at all directions, the monks in the heavens took a deep breath, and there was hope in their eyes.

Anyone can see a hidden murderous intent from the empress's eyes, which is to the prehistoric clan and the first batch of creatures in the world.

In the near future, the empress will start a massacre.

On the other side of the galaxy, an empress clone was fixed, and a trace of residual soul was retrieved from the bloody galaxy.

That is the residual soul of the dragon tribulation.

The empress's clone brushed her hand and gathered the eternal light. The dragon robbery's soul was put in and sent back to Xuanhuang Continent.

In this battle, the Canglong clan, one of the eight ancient tribes, was almost wiped out. Including the dragon catastrophe of the remnant souls, there were only eight people left in the Canglong clan.

What is worse than the Canglong clan is the witch clan, one of the eight ancient tribes. All of them were killed, including the son of the witch clan, and the ancient races have cut off their inheritance.

A broken ancient star, Ji Ningshuang fell from the sky, and found a trace of residual soul in a broken ancient temple, with extremely weak souls and almost annihilated.

That is Di Xuan's remnant soul.

The nine gods of Emperor Zun died in battle, but Di Xuan survived. With this trace of residual soul, she could be resurrected.

After so many years, Ji Ningshuang has already known about Ye Chen’s relationship with Emperor Xianwu.

From the Emperor, Di Xuan should be Ye Chen’s sister.

From Ye Chen's calculations, Di Xuan should call her sister-in-law.

Ji Ningshuang sacrificed the eternal lamp and ignited Di Xuan's soul. She would resurrect her. Ye Chen's relatives are also her relatives, although there were nine great reincarnations during this period.

She left again and went to a lot of starry sky.

Her clones are everywhere.

"I've seen the Empress."

There are still many such words in the starry sky. No matter who is, no matter how high the seniority is, you will basically bow your hand when you see it from afar.

The empress's state of mind is sad.

She walked far enough and long enough. As she saw along the way, the quasi-emperor was too pitiful and the great saint was too pitiful. She was basically below the Great Sage Realm.

She was sad, and the two emperors of Tianming were sad.

In this catastrophe, the heavens and human worlds died in battle and two generations of people were also cut off.

It can be said that, except for Ji Ningshuang

The remaining backbone of the heavens is no longer the Great Sage and Quasi-Emperor, but the Holy King, Saint and Imperial Realm.

The era of the new emperor was also a weak era. Too many people died, and the peak combat power was almost wiped out.

Is it worth it to protect her and become an emperor?

People have asked such a question, and the two emperors of Tianming have also asked in their hearts.

However, no one can give an answer.

War is so cruel.

To get out of the Supreme, you have to pay a price.

"The prehistoric world is going to be miserable."

Emperor Dark took a deep breath, knowing Ye Chen too well, and knowing his family too much, and having a strong obsession, and never turning back on what he believed. If it weren't for the prehistoric clan, Ye Chen would not be restrained in the sky, Ye Fan would not die, and the heavens would not fight so miserably, at least, it was much better than at this moment.

Therefore, the empress will kill, and the prehistoric world will make corpses and blood flow into rivers.

She is the emperor.

But she is also a wife and a mother. How crazy she was when she was the peak emperor, how crazy she was when she destroyed the prehistoric world.

Daozu said nothing.

He did not stop or instigate this matter.

The emperor's state of mind is supreme and he will not kill ants easily.

But this does not mean that the Supreme will not be angry.

If he were Ji Ningshuang, he would probably have found a reckless battle with the demons and did not dare to fight against the heavenly demons. However, he was a great god of war to all the gods of war. What is the use of such races? The kindness of the emperors of all generations has not continued prosperity, but blood disasters after blood.

In the dead starry sky, Ji Ningshuang calmed down.

She didn't move for a long time.

This starry sky is still bloody, as if washed by blood. Her Ye Chen and Ye Fan's father fell down here.

The empress's eyes were full of mist.

Emperor Dao's spiritual consciousness was searching inch by inch, hoping to find Ye Chen's residual soul. Even though she knew it was impossible, even though she had searched it before, some kind of hope would still become an immortal obsession.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

She hadn't found it until she found it, her eyes became dimmer and more tears in her eyes blurred her vision.

It took her a long time to brush her hand.

Immediately, I saw wisps of sand and dust stained with dim light, gathered from all over the world and was put into her sleeve.

That is not sand and dust, but small pieces of imperial weapons smaller than sand and dust, including black gold iron sticks, Xuanyuan swords, Phoenix pianos, and Immortal King Tower. She will reunite and recast their imperial weapons for the emperors of all generations in the endless years to the future.

She went all the way, searched all the way, looking for the remnants of the cultivators in the heavens, looking for fragments of the collapsed imperial Taoist magic weapons, and looking for the prehistoric clans.

The emperor is supreme, and the emperor's vision is also supreme. If there are prehistoric clans hiding, they will never escape her magical eyes.

However, I have not seen anyone along the way.

Her expression was indifferent, not surprisingly, the stars in the sky were vast and boundless. Even if the emperor had a lifetime, it would be difficult for him to travel around. Looking for the prehistoric clan was like finding a needle in a haystack.

However, she would look for it and find it one by one. She would stand Ye Chen's tablet, Ye Fan's tablet, and the tablet of the heroic souls of the heavens on the prehistoric ancestral land, and would use the prehistoric blood and bones to commemorate their spirits in heaven.

On a floating meteorite, she found a trace of residual soul again.

That was from King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. She was of the same generation as her, a real emperor-level son, who fought for the devil in blood and died, but she was very lucky and had a trace of soul left.

Also lucky is the Son of the Sun and Moon. He was unwilling to be the King of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. In the bloody sea of ​​stars, the two should have died together.

There was once a starry sky. She raised her hand and entered the space black hole with the other hand. From inside, she captured a battle axe. A blood-stained battle axe was already broken, basically just the handle of the axe.

This is the imperial weapon of the Kuiniu tribe. That day, in order to protect Ye Chen, he resisted the peak supreme and almost exploded. The imperial seal on it was also broken and it was extremely difficult to repair.

As the starry sky approached, she found the imperial weapon of the Fighting Saint Ape Clan.

The black gold iron rod was broken, stained with the blood of the Supreme and Ye Chen, but the blood was turned into ashes when touched.

Later, she found many remnants of souls, including older generations and younger generations, some that she recognized, and some that she had never seen before, and the number was extremely limited.

As for the Emperor's weapons, they are also incomplete, and more are small fragments, and the marks have been destroyed.

It is conceivable that Ye Chen fought alone against the Nine Emperors that day, and how difficult it was to fight. So many imperial weapons were shattered and exploded, and none of the imperial weapons in the heavens were spared.

In the ancient battlefield, in the flowing river of blood, she found Ye Chen's natal weapon.

That's right, it's the Chaos Cauldron.

It is not accurate to say that it is a tripod, because it is all fragments, the size of a palm, the divine light has been destroyed, and there is also an incomplete character Dunjia Tian engraved.

Ji Ningshuang's eyes were filled with mist, holding the fragments of the Chaos Cauldron, searching hard in the starry sky, and found a lot of them, but they were still incomplete. She would still find them and recast the throne that domineering the world for Ye Chen.

When we come again, the blood mist has not dissipated.

She stopped here for three days, and the divine consciousness scanned and searched again and again, trying to find Ye Fan's soul, even if it was just a trace of spirit, she could resurrect it.
To be continued...