Imperial Lord

Chapter 255 Pilgrimage

Zhuo Yuhan stood in the void, looking at Zhongzhou and all human beings, as if his heart was dripping blood. Is the so-called fateful man and the so-called destiny watching the extinction of human beings?

"Since human beings are bound to die, then let me die at the forefront!"

Zhuo Yuhan made up his mind and turned back to Zhongzhou. In the Royal Dragon Army, his former subordinates, the myth of the former undefeated army. Looking at the familiar faces, Zhuo Yuhan strengthened his thoughts.

"The war is coming, maybe tomorrow, maybe later, we will die on the battlefield. Today, I'm not Your Majesty. I'm the commander of the Royal Dragon Army. I'll have a drink at home for the last time. If we can defeat the aliens, we will drink another one. If you unfortunately die on the battlefield, this wine is even the wine of the living to see off the dead.

Zhuo Yuhan waved his hand, and a can of wine fell into all the hands of the Royal Dragon Army. After saying that, Zhuo Yuhan drank it first.

"Swear to fight the enemy to the death and return to death." Everyone held up the wine jar and shouted in unison.

Farewell to all his old friends and brothers, Zhuo Yuhan flashed into the space of the emperor's book. In the ancestral hall of the Zhuo family in the emperor's book space, Zhuo Yuhan hugged Zhuo Muyan and Han Xun's clothes, full of gentleness and love. Zhuo Muyan also knows that the survival of human beings is just around the eve. Maybe tomorrow, everyone will die.

"My husband, I have no regrets about marrying you in my life. The only regret is that I didn't give birth to Lin'er for you." Zhuo Muyan looked up at Zhuo Yuhan and said affectionately.

This is the first time Zhuo Muyan has called Zhuo Yuhan her husband.

"husband..." Han Launyi also looked at Zhuo Yuhan and moved his lips, but there was no follow-up. After this period of integration, Han Lavender also accepted the fact that she was Zhuo Yuhan's wife.

"Muyan, xun yi, in fact, I'm sorry for you. So far, I haven't even held a wedding for you. In today's catastrophe and chaos, I can't hold a wedding. If one day I can fight off the aliens, I will definitely hold a grand wedding and marry you.

Zhuo Yuhan hugged the two girls separately and kissed them gently on their foreheads.

"My husband, I want to have a baby for you." Zhuo Muyan suddenly looked at Zhuo Yuhan and bit his lip. Although Han Launyi didn't say anything, his affectionate eyes expressed his inner thoughts.

"I..." Zhuo Yuhan wanted to speak and stopped. In fact, why did he not think about it? However, now that human beings are suffering, he doesn't know whether he can survive this catastrophe or not. Zhuo Yuhan really doesn't want his child to be so difficult when he was born, but he can't bear to make the two daughters sad, and it is difficult to make up his mind for a while. .

Children's love, fingertips around. Even with Zhuo Yuhan's title of emperor who is now proud of the world, it is difficult to be free and unrestrained.

"I know what you think, but I believe that my husband will not fail and can protect his parents, wife, children and all human beings." Zhuo Muyan broke Zhuo Yuhan's inner thoughts and said firmly.

If you have a wife like this, what does your husband want?

Zhuo Yuhan's heart was full of joy. He bent down and kissed Zhuo Muyan and shook his hand to make a ban. The figures of the three gradually sank into the green bamboo forest. The bamboo shook, the bamboo leaves flew down, the figure rolled, and a low and ecstatic and ecstatic voice came out from the depths of the bamboo forest, as if it was almost far away.

Taking the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, I can't say whether it is elegant or indecent. However, there is no doubt that the spirit and meat of the three have been perfectly integrated, and the strong love has been sublimated in the clouds and rain.

The cloud and rain stopped, and Zhuo Yuhan looked seriously at the two sleeping wives beside him, and the smile at the corners of his mouth continued to spread.

"Muyan, lavender, take care."

Zhuo Yuhan bent down and kissed the forehead of the two and gently removed the bamboo leaves between their hair. The next moment, he had disappeared into the bamboo forest. In the back mountain, the Qingqiu fox clan rested here, and many fox clans have bred in a short period of time, all over the mountains, all of which are traces of little foxes.

Xiaomi, dressed in a pink transparent dress, sat on a big stone, with her hands on her cheeks, her eyes were blurred, but her thoughts were far away.

"I haven't seen my brother for a long time." Xiaoye sighed in a low voice.

"Do you miss your brother?" The sudden sound scared Xiaoye. Looking back, isn't it the brother he misses so much? Xiaoye didn't care about anything else and rushed into Zhuo Yuhan's arms and cried bitterly.

"Brother...Brother...Xiaoye thought that if you had them, you would never want Xiaoye again."

"Little night! My brother will always be with you. Until the day you find Ruyi Langjun and get married.

Zhuo Yuhan patted Xiaoye on the back and comforted him with tears and laughter. Naturally, they in Xiaoye's mouth are Han Launyi and Zhuo Muyan.

"No! Xiaoye will stay with his brother for the rest of his life. Xiaoye shook her head firmly and said.

"Nonsense, a man should get married, a woman should get married, and Xiaoye will get married one day. Your future husband is the one you will follow all your life." Zhuo Yuhan touched Xiaoye's little head, looked at her pink eyes, and said dotingly.

"Then let's be Xiaoye's husband! Xiaoye won't follow anyone except you. Xiaoye's eyes were full of charm and said word by word.

"This..." Xiaoye's words made Zhuo Yuhan's face stiff. His heart was full of Zhuo Muyan and Han Lai, and he could no longer distinguish any love for others.

"Brother, can you recite Xiaoye again?" Xiaoye is a heavenly fox with extremely high wisdom. He suddenly saw Zhuo Yuhan's dilemma and took the initiative to change the topic and avoid the problem.

"Good!" Zhuo Yuhan quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and readily agreed. When Xiaoye heard the words, he directly climbed on Zhuo Yuhan's solid back, put his side face on his back, and quietly listened to Zhuo Yuhan's heartbeat. The overlapping figures of the two gradually drifted away in the mountains and forests.

After saying goodbye to Xiaoye, Zhuo Yuhan left his identity in the emperor's book. At the same time, he also put the emperor's book on the split. The cultivation of the split is also the title of king. Moreover, the Wanjie split has the soul of Zhuo Yuhan and has his thoughts. After finishing everything, Zhuo Yuhan stepped out of Central Prefecture alone.

"Three emperors, since I am a man of destiny, then exchange my life for the peace of all human beings!"

Zhuo Yuhan looked up at the starry sky, where there seemed to be three ancient emperors looking down at him. In the past, the beautiful mountains and rivers of Zhongtu Shenzhou, the prosperity has long been gone, full of devastation, creatures paint, and no grass. This is what the Midland Shenzhou is occupied by aliens today.

In the east of the alien occupation, an altar with a radius of thousands of miles, sad calls kept coming from the altar, and a stream of resentment gathered together, like a cloud of disaster. The gray Jiuli witch fire rose and kept refining the soul.

"Bold!"

Suddenly, a shocking shout resounded, rolling like thunder, and seemed to be crushed over like a thousand two chariots. A golden light fell from the sky. The golden light was vast, the space collapsed, the time was fixed, and the Jiuli witch fire also stopped in an instant. Amperor who guarded here immediately flew out and punched the attack.

"Oh!"

The sharp roar pierced the sky. This world is constantly broken, reorganized, and broken again. The sky and the earth are thundering, lightning and thundering, and the golden light is constantly shining in the sky, like the sun hanging high in the air.

Boom!

With a violent roar, a corpse fell into the air. His Majesty died in the hands of Zhuo Yuhan, but Zhuo Yuhan was also wearing a shawl and his breath was disordered. He can resist the two emperors, but it is not easy to kill the emperor. Before his death, the emperor also hit Zhuo Yuhan hard.

"Let's all die!" Zhuo Yuhan looked at the dense aliens below. With a palm pressure, all the aliens exploded out of thin air, and the blood converged into rivers. They were swallowed and refined by Zhuo Yuhan's perilous pilgrimage and strengthened themselves. The pilgrimage has now evolved into an avenue-level martial arts, and the devouring and refining energy is simply unparalleled.

In the blink of an eye, the alien warriors were killed by Zhuo Yuhan.

"The altar, destroy me." Zhuo Yuhan raised his hand and smashed it down, and a dazzling light burst out around him, which actually blocked Zhuo Yuhan's full blow.

"I can't drag it any longer. If the other emperor comes, I will have no chance." Zhuo Yuhan kept attacking the array of the altar. Suddenly, an arrow flashed in the altar. The next moment, the formation was broken, and Zhuo Yuhan fell down with a palm, and the whole altar turned into flying ash.

"Murong Ranxi?" Zhuo Yuhan looked at the man in white in front of him and said in shock.

"My mother is a witch saint, so I can get involved in it. This altar cannot be destroyed at all. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. You just temporarily destroyed the rebirth process of the altar, so that they also need more time to repair it, so that we can think about countermeasures. Murong Ranxi explained bluntly.

"Destroy the altar of my witch clan and look for death." Suddenly, several voices like the emperor of heaven came, and Zhuo Yuhan's face changed. He grabbed Murong Ranxi and immediately fled. Zhuo Yuhan had just left, and eight emperors appeared here. The eight emperors punched in the air, and the void that Zhuo Yu fled immediately collapsed and shattered. The eight attacks that destroyed the world came to Zhuo Yuhan Mountain. There is no doubt that if these eight attacks fell, Zhuo Yuhan would definitely die.

"Go!"

Suddenly, the remaining six emperors of mankind appeared here. Each of the six emperors showed their magical power and performed the strongest unique skills. The two sides collided, and the whole void, such as a cosmic explosion, appeared one by one, and all the stars in the star domain within a million miles exploded. Fortunately, it is in the void, otherwise, the Middle Earth God Island will be flattened.

"Chasing!" The Demon Emperor roared.

"Don't chase the poor, he can't destroy the altar at all. It just has to be done again. It seems that we need to strengthen our vigilance." Tianwu Emperor, who was wearing a gray Jiuli witch fire all over his body, stopped everyone.

"Let them live longer. Once the twelve ancient witches are reborn and the ancestral witches appear in the world, human beings will die.

In Zhongzhou Longting, Zhuo Yuhan had just fallen, and the six emperors also returned here. The six people were confused and gasped, with golden blood flowing from their fists. Obviously, six people were injured in the fight just now.

"Emperor Jade, how can you take risks alone?" Tang Di said angrily.

The Jade Emperor is the emperor of Zhuo Yuhan. Originally, Zhuo Yuhan should have been called Emperor Yu, but Emperor Yu and Emperor Yu were silent, so he was called Emperor Yu.

"Thank you for your help." Zhuo Yuhan arched his hand.

"Jade Emperor, now everyone is in the same boat, and you are a man of destiny, a queen, you must not have an accident, otherwise, human beings will really have no hope." Several emperors said one after another.

"The man of destiny, the man of destiny, tell me what is destiny and how can I save all the human races. Is it just my current cultivation? Zhuo Yu roared coldly.

"How can this... understand the word destiny?" Everyone couldn't help but fall into meditation.

"Yu Han, I have to tell you everything now. In fact, fate is in your hands. Suddenly, the emperor's book appeared in the central dragon court. Behind the emperor's book, Qiu Ningyue holding the emperor's mirror and Wuji wearing the emperor's map were also behind.

"Yan, what are you talking about?" Zhuo Yuhan asked puzzledly.

"The pilgrimage returns to a decisive battle! As long as you return the pilgrimage to the supreme and surpass the realm of the road, you can surpass the three emperors in one fell swoop and become the hegemon and emperor between heaven and earth. The pilgrimage, the so-called disaster, the biggest disaster, is the catastrophe of aliens. When you experience all kinds of disasters, it is the time to go beyond the road and pilgrimage to all things. Yan's voice is loud, ancient and distant, like Hongzhong Dalu, and the words hit Zhuo Yu's cold heart.

"The skills created by the emperor in 30,000 years are a glimmer of life."

"It's not easy to talk about beyond the road. Nowadays, I can't even practice the imperial title." Zhuo Yu sighed coldly.

"The secret between the emperor and the emperor is also hidden in you." Yan continued.

"What?"

"Kirin Jade!" Yan said slowly.