Chapter 1795 The Withering of the Great World
He told the story of these years with a snot and tears. For him, this is a dark history, trapped on the road to immortality and completely isolated from the world.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked.
"Unfortunately, it is not the road to immortality in this life, but the road of millions of years ago. My mother-in-law dug through the ancient road and broke through the chaos. We fell into the inexplicable chaotic divine land."
Speaking of the old girl, Tu Fei was gloomy. The elder of the same era as the old madman did not resist the sword of the years. He had already sat down, but he taught Tu Fei too many things.
They were originally just digging the ruins to obtain the northern fairy light, but they were sealed in the fairy road, which was amazing.
"You have become a quasi-emperor. It's really unbelievable." Li Heishui sighed, because according to Tu Fei's qualifications, it was impossible to get to this point.
Ye Fan saw it more clearly than Li Heishui. Tu Fei completed the reborn transformation. His qualifications are very different. It is not too early to become a quasi-emperor at the age of more than 4,000 years, but the foundation is extremely solid.
"It's the result of the silence, but it's a pity that my mother-in-law didn't succeed, and I died once, and then I was reborn and reborn." Tu Fei told everything without concealment.
Tu Fei came back and entered the heavenly court. After learning about what had happened for so many years, he couldn't help sighing. The dark turmoil and the post-golden heyday era made people sigh.
In particular, Ye Fan became emperor, which shocked him, and then was relieved. After all, he was also a quasi-emperor.
"Years, after passing like this, we have also achieved such an achievement." Tu Fei sighed softly, and then there were tears in his eyes. After all, many people will never see him again.
Three of the five little bandits have died. Liu Kou, Wu Zhongtian and Jiang Huairen will never be seen again. Some died in the chaos of the ancient clan and the Killer God Dynasty, and some died in the era of dark turmoil.
"Ah-woo..." Tu Fei cried loudly. Time was in a hurry. Nearly four thousand years passed in a flash. It was goodbye and he would never see those friends again.
Li Heishui and Ye Fan were also sad. They patted him on the shoulder and didn't know what to say.
The Black Emperor almost hung his head to the ground. It was he who lost Tu Fei and returned after so many years.
However, this really can't be blamed on it. In those years, the situation was critical. Everyone was trapped in the undead mountain, and the headless knight was born. It had no choice. It could only experiment with the chessboard array and send people away. Life preservation was the first and the first priority was the second.
"Where's my grandfather, he..." Tu Fei trembled.
"The old man is still there, and he has been talking about waiting for you to come back..."
Soon after, Tu Tian was picked up. He was so old that he had entered his old age.
In fact, if Ye Fan hadn't used blood to continue his life, he would have been sitting for many years.
"Grandpa!" Tu Fei shouted with tears on his face.
"Xiaofei, you... finally came back to see Grandpa." The old man's tearful eyes were cloudy and shivering. He took Tu Fei's hand, and even his lips were trembling.
He cried. After living such a young age, he once broke into a great reputation. As a result, he was just waiting for his grandson to return, but he couldn't let go. He was sad in his heart.
"Grandpa, long live a long life. I'm back, and I will never be separated again. I want to honor you well." Tu Fei cried loudly.
He already knew that there were only one or two of the thirteen bandits who were famous in the past. They either died in the dark turmoil or died all the time.
This made him very sad. The reason why his grandfather Tu Tian survived was that he had an obsession and couldn't let him go. He looked like to see him.
"Grandpa is very satisfied to see you, and there is no regret even if he dies." Tu Tian's hair was white, his eyes were blank, and tears were flowing.
"Grandpa, you can't die. I want to honor you well." Tu Fei shouted.
"Silly child, how can people not die? After a few years in a hurry, a new generation of new people will replace the old people. The world belongs to you, and people like us will slowly die and disappear." Tu Tian is like a comfort and a sigh.
"I can't bear to part with you. I don't want Grandpa to die!" Tears fell like rain.
Ye Fan also wants to refine Godless blood to continue Tu Tian's life and keep him alive.
"No, thank you, Xiaoye. I have been ashamed for so many years. If I hadn't wanted to see Tu Fei, I would never have let you waste a drop of blood." Tu Tian refused.
Everyone advised each other.
But he kept shaking his head and said, "How can I do that? The so-called holy blood continues his life, which is to consume Xiaoye's own life. That's the source of life. It can't be wasted on me."
"It doesn't matter. There is a medicine king in the heavenly court, which can make the old man live again." Ye Fan said that he felt uncomfortable when he saw Zuer's life and death.
"I've been waiting for my grandson. I have no regrets. I'm satisfied. I can go with those old guys. Our big bandits are reunited underground. I really miss my old friends." Tu Tian said in a lost mind.
He was in a trance and said, "When the golden world finally comes to an end, the people will be adjusted to zero, and the years will be like a knife. At that time, you will need the king of medicine more than me. I have seen that a sad world is coming, and the magic medicine is more useful for you children."
Everyone was shocked, and then everyone sighed.
Half a year later, Tu Tian passed away, and Tu Fei accompanied him through the last period of his life. The old man left with satisfaction and no regret.
Time is like water, running away, and you can't go back.
Another thousand years have passed. Ye Fan is already more than 5,000 years old, and his blood is getting stronger and stronger. When others reach this age, it marks that he will begin to walk down the peak of life and go towards the old age.
But he has just started. He is a holy body. He could have lived for 10,000 years, but now he has become the emperor of heaven. It is hard to tell how long he can live.
But the years are ruthless, can't take away his youth, but they are reaping the lives of the older generation.
During this period, the immortal knife of killing St. Ziro sat down, and his life came to an end. Soon after, the bad news came from Beidou, and the red dragon Taoist who was ungrateful to Ye Fan sat down, and all the thirteen bandits died. Later, the Peacock King, the Crow Taoist, etc. also passed away.
Five-year-old Ye Fan is invincible in the world and can no longer find an opponent. No one dares to fight with him, but he has great sadness in his heart.
The death of one person after another who was kind to him made him feel uncomfortable, but there was no real solution. He wanted to continue his life for those people, but he was rejected.
If the holy blood is a magic medicine, especially the holy body of the emperor of heaven, its blood is even more precious, but as the person who rejects him said, blood is his life, and it will more or less consume part of his life.
The e-sper died, and he would rather die than let him waste himself.
Kirin medicine, peach, etc. have matured once. They have been picked and preserved. The old people who have never taken food should be left to Ye Fan, Monkey, Ye Tong, Yang Xi, Xiaosong and other next generation because when the golden age comes to an end, they will eventually go to their old age and will definitely use it.
Although Ye Fan is invincible, he is powerless. He is exploring the road to life, but those people can't wait.
For five thousand years, he rarely resisted, but there was nothing he could do about the years, and he could not save the youth and lives of those people.
Sometimes, Ye Fan will look up at the starry sky alone, and often doesn't move all night. His relatives and friends sit down one by one, which makes him sad. He is a little lonely. The wife and daughter are also far away. It is difficult to see him again in this life. Although he stands at the top of humanity, it is difficult to change anything. In thousands of years, will the same generation die? At that time, he will be more lonely.
From the earliest Uncle Jiang, Fifth Master Zhang, to the later Shengfo, Gu Tianshu, Qiluo, to the human demon, the old madman, then Tu Tian, and then to the current Red Dragon Taoist and so on to the death one by one. If it goes on like this, how can we accept this kind of sadness?
In the following years, a large number of heavenly soldiers began to grow old, and one day they would begin to die, and the generation of heavenly court began to age and die.
With the passage of time, Ye Fan is 6,000 years old, and his unrivaled skills are more prosperous in the past. Not to mention the enemy, it is difficult to find a person who can take his move.
However, he is even more lonely.
Looking around, there are many more stone tablets in the heavenly court, heavenly soldiers and generals, a large number of people died, buried in the heavenly garden, and some familiar old friends can never come back.
The autumn wind rose, and the cold weather hit the human bones. Ye Fan stood in the mausoleum and looked at the tombstones. His heart was very cold. He walked by step by step, and became more and more silent.
Now, the people in the heavenly court are old-fashioned.
So far, only monkeys, Ye Tong, Yang Xi and others are still as bloody as the sea, and have reached the highest peak of their life. At about 6,000 years old, it is their most glorious era, which shocked the universe and deterred the eight wildernesses.
Over the years, as soon as they come out, no one can resist. They are respected in heaven and earth, and they are extremely brilliant!
However, if time continues to flow, they will eventually tilt to the west like the sun at noon, and gradually move away from the heyday.
Except for them, others have already gone downhill, like the sunset, and the heyday is gone.
This year, Shanhuang, the important combat power of the heavenly court and the peak master, went to the end of his life and sat in the immortal mountain. With him, the other great demons who escaped from the 18th floor of hell and followed Ye Fan into the heavenly court had been dead for many years.
In the same year, after leaving hell, the half-human and half-ghost's lonely body disintegrated, and the dust returned to the dust, ending this muddle-headed life.
The peerless combat power of the heavenly court began to die one after another, which means that after the glory of the heavenly court is to the extreme, it begins to be like everything on the earth, and it will eventually be adjusted to zero. It can't escape this law, lonely and ends.
It is not only the heavenly court, but also the whole world. All kinds of bloodlines are old-fashioned, and the brilliant golden world began to decline after it developed to the extreme.
People know that the world is about to fall!
No one can resist this law of change. The development of all things, prosperity and decline, have long been doomed.
"King Biluo is dead!"
"Pluto's body competed for hegemony in the golden age, but now the old injury attacks and turns into dust."
"The king of feathers rushed against the sky and died in pieces."
"The old disease of Brahma's war body caused new Taoist injuries and became the ashes of robbery."
"The virtual celestial body is old, sit in the fossil room!"
One news after another came, one earth-shaking person after another came to the end of this life, and the world was defeated, and the so-called golden age was really going to be reduced to zero.
There are more tombstones in the heavenly court. At a glance, the stone tablets are like a forest, and you can't see the edge. A whole generation of heavenly soldiers will pass away, and the wind blows up the leaves, making it very desolate here.
Ye Fan stood there and didn't move for a long time.
"Master, seal me!" A voice came behind Ye Fan.
That's Komatsu. He is in the most glorious era of his life. His youth is still there, and he is still simple and innocent. The years have never left any traces on his face.
"I want to guard the heavenly court. When one day even the master is no longer young, I will be born again. I don't want it to be adjusted to zero. I hope to continue the glory." Komatsu said seriously.