Chapter 1480: Empress Advent

Darkness stained the ancient road, a piece of ink, without any extra color, completely black, deep black, and deeply frightening.

A roar, a low roar, came from the mouth of the dark creature.

Many dark true gods and dark great true gods surrounded Ye Que step by step.

Ye Que gritted his teeth, staring at the cracked Chaos Gate, the outside was also dark.

The girl in the future held his arm, and on her ashen face, there was only peace after recognizing the cruel truth.

She leaned her profile against Ye Que's chest, closed her eyes slightly, feeling the last tenderness.

She is sensible, she doesn't panic or mess up, and enjoys this last moment peacefully.

"You have no hope, and you can't resist. Kneel down and hand over the weapon of good fortune!"

A great dark true **** spoke, and the sound was a magic voice, which shook Ye Que's soul with cracks.

Ye Que's seven orifices were bleeding, but he didn't say anything, he just hugged the girl and his expression became calm.

After many hardships.

No matter how difficult it is, he will overcome it.

But this time, it was too difficult and there was no hope at all.

It's not that he doesn't work hard.

It's the difficulty in front of him, which is beyond the level he can resist and resist.

In order to kill a true dark god, no, he didn't even have the ability to kill, just to suppress that true dark god, he almost exhausted all his strength.

Today, there are not only the true dark gods, but also the great dark true gods.

Even if he activates Creation Frenzy, he still can't beat it.

What's more, the heart of good fortune is in a cooling state, and it is not eligible to activate.

He sighed, and said via voice transmission: "Use the last strength to send out the weapon of good fortune!"

"Girl listen to Brother Ye Que."

The girl leaned against Ye Que's arms and whispered obediently.

"Then burn..."

Before Ye Que finished speaking, he was interrupted by countless bright lights that suddenly came.

In the pure darkness, hundreds of millions of bright lights shine into the dark corridor from outside the gate of chaos.

That is the last afterglow of countless lives burning.

In this endless darkness, they are beautiful and eternal.

"When the weapons of good fortune are all complete and come together, the queen good fortune will respond to us!"

"we are coming!!"

Hundreds of millions of bright lights instantly poured into the dark corridor.

It was the glory of life gathered by countless ancient gods burning with life.

In the brilliance of these lives, there is also a raging fire of life.

The thirteen true gods, all burning their lives and burning their source power, converged into a ball of fire of life, wrapping the most central one, Xue Lingluo, who was lying in the very center of the flame.

She wears the ring of returning to the ruins, she exudes a holy white light, her eyes are slightly closed, showing a state of half body and half soul.

Those strands contained vast coercion and momentum, which were constantly blooming from her body.

"We never thought that whoever becomes the Lord of the Six Realms will become a clone of the Empress!"

"She is the empress! When the weapon of good fortune is complete, a clone of the empress manifests, and she is the avatar of the empress left behind in the six realms of reincarnation!"

"Ye Gushen, what are you waiting for, weapon fusion!"

The two true gods of the thirteen-star ancient **** race are transmitting sound.

Every true god, every ancient great god, suddenly burned his own life.

Even the millions of ancient gods, the giant chaotic tortoise, and the space-time phoenix clan are all burning. They used their last lives in this darkness to make this last fight.

Rumble! !

The four great true gods, burning life, burning the source power of the great true gods, burning everything, are turning into four groups of source light, constantly entwining the origin and virtual creatures outside.

This is a life-threatening fight!

"What are you waiting for! Haochen!"

Gu Fayue is also in the team.

"My brother, hurry up! Your little brother is going to die!"

Jin Duande is wearing a pure golden cassock, this moment is no longer funny, he is burning his life and contributing part of his strength.

"They are strong, but they are not stronger than our will!"

Bai Yechen burned the flames calmly, and the sight of the golden crow beauty was full of affection before the farewell.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect me, Liu Goudan, to reach this top level!"

Liu Goudan was holding a dung spoon, burning with flames, and burst out the strongest sound in his life.

"Ye Que, I'm just waiting for you."

Di Xiwei was also burning, her eyes full of affection.

boom! !

Ye Que's body shook.

This is not just the ancient gods who are fighting to the death, all the beings in the six realms, and all the races in the starry sky are all fighting.

Xin Jianren, Cardinal Gu, Qi Wangshu, Bing Yining, Que'er, Hun Xingyue, and even the Time-Space Phoenix Clan and Huang Youyao in the Six Paths of Reincarnation are all burning.

Everyone is contributing their last strength.

Just for this last fight!

"Ding! A clone of Empress Good Fortune is responding!"

"Ding! Please host the eight weapons of creation as soon as possible! Accept the response!"

"Fusion!"

Ye Que yelled out his throat, and fused the eight fortune weapons together, and the future girl also merged into it, urging the fusion of the fortune stars.

"Ding! Fusion begins!"

"Ding! Fusion in progress!"

The eight weapons of good fortune fuse with each other and shine white light.

"Destroy them!"

Many dark true gods and great true gods rushed towards Ye Que, and towards the billions of bright lights pouring into the tunnel.

boom! !

Gather the light of life from the entire universe and many ancient gods, and block the attack of darkness.

Even in this wave of resistance, countless people died tragically.

Ye Que shouted angrily, and also burned the fire of life.

hum—

The vast power is returning from a distant place, continuously presenting a holy white light, falling towards Xue Lingluo who is in the fire of life.

But in the next moment, there was a change.

"Ding! Fortune Star has lost too much power to complete the fusion!"

The vast power is weakening, and the white light is dimming.

The darkness is laughing wildly and attacking.

The light that burns the fire of life is being wiped out one by one by them.

"Girl!"

Ye Que yelled at Good Fortune Star.

"The lost power... needs to be supplemented by the power of the ancient god's star pattern..."

Within the Good Fortune Star, [567 Chinese www.yue20.com] came out from the girl's suppressed and uncomfortable voice.

Ye Que's breath was suffocated, but he made a decision in an instant: "No problem, thank you Ancient God Clan for taking care of me for so many years!"

He reversed the thirteen stars on his forehead, and wanted to inject the power of the ancient god's star pattern into the fortune star.

Suddenly, a broad and warm hand pressed down on his star pattern.

Ye Que looked up and saw that it was the tall and majestic old patriarch.

"You are chosen by the Empress Good Fortune, no matter how much you contribute the power of the star pattern, it should not be your turn!"

"The older generation paved the way for you, don't forget to push forward, and always remember this moment! My ancient gods will never let the younger generation make any sacrifices! Grow up! You are the one I watched and become stronger, don't disappoint my expectations !"

The old patriarch smiled kindly, the star pattern on his forehead was reversed, and his body turned into strands of golden light, continuously merging into the fortune star.

"Grow up, the next road, we will pave for you!"

Gu Yuan smiled sassyly, and it also turned into a golden light and merged into the Good Fortune Star.

"And us!"

"We're already ready!"

Millions of ancient gods burn the golden fire of life, which is the hymn of life in the prosperous age.

They smiled at Ye Que: "If there is a chance next time, I hope we can meet again, 13-star ancient god, see you by fate!"

rumbling—

Millions of ancient gods turned into clusters of golden rays of light, illuminating the darkness, and turning the fortune star into clusters of golden stars.

Ye Que clenched his fists, tears welling up in his eyes.

The ancient gods were born to be sad, born to be heroic, and born to be brilliant!

"Ding! The lost power of Fortune Star has been replenished!"

"Ding! The fusion of the eight weapons of good fortune is complete!"

"Ding! The Empress of Creation is coming!"