Rising Comic World

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Leng Qingxue looked at Bai Qiu, a smile finally appeared on her icy face.

"boom--"

The murderous aura was boiling, and the Jingzhe sword blasted into Leng Qingxue's body with the energy of the underworld, and the violent energy raged.

"Bai Qiu, it's impossible for you to win, even if you kill me, there are still more powerful members of the holy organization waiting for you!" The voice of the thousand-faced emperor came.

There was no whine or roar, but there was still a sense of arrogance.

Characters like them, even if they die, will not lose their own dignity.

"Bam—"

In the void, the figures of Leng Qingxue and Qianmian Dijun fell down.

everything is over!

Chapter 317 The Hope of All Humanity

The emperor with thousands of faces was lying on the ground, looking up at the empty space, his expression neither sad nor happy.update the fastest

He knew that he was dying!

He sighed softly, as if he hadn't rested like this for a long time.

It is said that when a person is about to die, the things he has experienced in this life will appear in front of his eyes one after another.

But he just felt tired, deeply tired.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a tall figure standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Father..." he said softly.

"Xing'er, remember, our family is destined to be the public enemy of all mankind, so don't show your appearance and ability in front of others."

"Father, why?"

"In this world, there are two most terrifying powers, one is fear, and the other is greed..." the vicissitudes of life sounded, "The former can make people burst out with extraordinary power, and the latter can make people give up their humanity. When two forces come together, a new force emerges..."

"Its name is Destruction!"

Qian Xing didn't understand, until the flames lit up in the family, and the clan members died in front of him one by one.

Looking at the greedy faces of those people, he finally understood what his father had said to him back then.

That night was very cold, and everyone died under his devouring.

Since then, there are no more thousand stars in the world, but a thousand-faced emperor!

"Father, you are wrong. The reason why the family is destroyed is not because of the power of fear and greed, but because you are not strong enough."

For a long time, the Emperor Qianmian reigned throughout the entire era, and had no rivals until he met the saint.

Unlike other people, he joined willingly, because the Holy Spirit gave him a power that was unattainable before.

He devoured greedily and improved his strength. He had no opponent, but he was even more afraid.

Fearing the day when he would be surpassed by others, he dared not stop for a moment.

I don't know when, he will be able to show others his true face, but this kind of him has lost his original appearance.

He became the person he hated the most.

Looking back now, my father's words may be right, he was not destroyed by other people's greed and fear, but by his own greed and fear!

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

"Father, I'm tired. Perhaps, this should have ended long ago."

The wind blew, and the figure of the Emperor with Thousand Faces turned into a streamer, floating into the void.

……

At the end of the Canglan sea area, there is a cliff, and on the cliff, there is an old castle.

The setting sun is sinking to the west, and the golden light sprinkles on the castle, which is peaceful and harmonious.

"thump thump"

By the window sill, a few seagulls flew up, setting off a gust of salty sea breeze.

In a secret room in the castle, nine oil lamps were lit, and when the wind blew, one of the oil lamps went out instantly.

At the same time, the eight figures in the castle opened their eyes at the same time.

"Thousands of faces are dead..."

"It's really surprising that he would die in a place like that."

"Huang is the only one who can kill us. It seems that the sniping against Huang should be strengthened."

"Let's report to Master Sheng, his position needs to be filled."

"I recently saw a warrior who is not bad, and I can recommend it to Master Sheng."

"Who?"

"A winner's boy named Ying Cang!"

"It's a pity that Qianmian's ability, if I knew about it, I would have gone with him."

"Okay, that's it, we just need to inform Lord Sheng of the result, and the other things will be decided by Lord Sheng."

"By the way, what has Mr. Sheng been busy with recently, it seems that he hasn't arranged a task for us for a long time."

"This shouldn't be something we're thinking about..."

"Qi Qi, you drunkard, you are the best flatterer."

At the end of the topic, there was no trace of sadness or dullness, as if the death of the Emperor with Thousand Faces was just an insignificant matter to them.

Perhaps, for them, death is as simple as eating and drinking...

In the secret realm, Bai Qiu hugged Leng Qingxue, her hands were clasped together, her veins were exposed, and the power of the candle light crazily nourished her body.

"Don't waste your anger, I know my state." Leng Qingxue shook her head.

After being silent for a while, Bai Qiu said, "I'm sorry..."