The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Before the late emperor died, he left behind a posthumous edict that ordered all of his children to be imprisoned and no one was allowed to have any descendants.

Other than the late emperor, there were many other princes in the Xuan family who had specially chosen the noble prince from among the princes because the noble Prince's branch had no grudge with Xuan Lin at all.

"Immortal, if you still have resentment, then please come at me alone. The blood of sinners flows in my body. The others are all innocent. I beg for the immortal's understanding. " The empress kowtowed on the ground and did not raise her head at all.

Xuan Lin's thin lips curled into a cold smile.

Since things had come to this, the emperor of the Xuan clan allowed the empress to stay here, without any intention of showing her face.

The empress was placed in the position of the empress so that he could kill her to vent his anger and not find trouble with the other bloodlines of the Xuan clan.

The Xuan clan, AH, the Xuan clan. Such indifferent blood flowed in their bones. Why did such a bloodline have to live in this world?

"You can get up, " Xuan Lin said quietly.

The empress did not dare to get up. A Gust of wind swept her up. There was a red light in front of her eyes, but it also seemed like a white light.

A sword light that could split the heavens and earth flashed before her eyes.

Rumble. It was the loud sound of the earth splitting apart.

When the empress opened her eyes in a daze, the imperial palace was like a watermelon that had been cut open in front of her eyes. It was neatly cut into two halves from the middle.

The Palace collapsed with a loud bang. The palace servants and palace maids in the Imperial Palace ran away with their heads in their hands. The courtiers who were originally curled up in the political hall were in a mess.

"THE SON OF HEAVEN! The son of Heaven has passed away! "

The palace servants shouted at the top of their lungs. The entire Imperial Palace was in a mess.

The empress stood at the side, her heart as dead as ashes.

Dressed in a gray robe, Xuan Lin's body seemed to be wrapped with a layer of hazy blood Qi. Originally, he was dressed in a daoist robe with a long sword on his back, like the bright moon in the sky. The Blood Qi wrapped around his body did not seem to be affected by Karma at all. Damn

But now, with a slash of the sword.

All of the Xuan bloodlines in the entire palace had been cut off, and the fate of the entire Xuan Kingdom had also been cut off at this moment.

"It's over... " the empress muttered.

"Yeah, it's over. " Xia Ling stood beside Xuan Lin and looked at the devastated state.

Her gaze passed through the palace and looked even further.

Within the borders of the Xuan Kingdom, rivers burst their banks, earthquakes and plagues, and heavenly flames descended.

"senior brother... " Xia Ling called out softly.

"How is it? " Xuan Lin slowly turned his head.

His movements seemed very slow, and his eyes were bloodshot.

From Xia Ling, she could see the black aura that followed Xuan Lin like a shadow.

The disaster caused by the collapse of the national fate, the resentment of the mortals, all fell on Xuan Lin the moment the disaster arrived.

Xia Ling: "You... are really too reckless. "

"Is that so? Too Reckless? " Xuan Lin smiled. He looked at Xia Ling with a complicated smile.

A black and white vertical eye appeared on his forehead.

Three eyes looked at Xia Ling at the same time.

She could feel that something was melting on her body. Under the gaze of Xuan Lin's third eye, Xia Ling's spell of transformation was shrouded in a faint white light, and then... ... It transformed into her original appearance ...

"master, it's been hard on you. " The corners of Xuan Lin's mouth twitched.

Xia Ling was a little stiff.

With a click, a jade pendant fell out of her Qiankun bag.

True Lord Erlang's third eye was able to see through everything in this world.

When he saw this familiar jade pendant, Xuan Lin's originally stiff expression was completely frozen.

He saw many marks on this jade pendant, and he couldn't lie to himself even if he wanted to.

Xia Xia, the Xia Xia he thought of had always helped him, claiming to be the remnant soul of an itinerant immortal who had failed his tribulation, hoping that he could help her revive.

In fact, it was the same person who had raped him.