Not the Holy Mother, not the love brain, she will take revenge and kill everyone.
And at the moment when Li Xiaowu died, the sky suddenly changed!
The already violent sky suddenly fell into a strange stagnation. The wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the thunder was silent. Immediately afterwards, a colorful thunder that penetrated the sky and the earth fell with a crash!
The thunder light was not an ordinary blue and white color, but a chaotic thunder that combined seven colors, including bright yellow, deep purple, and emerald green. It was like a divine dragon hanging from the sky, roaring and hitting the mountain peak where the deep pit was located.
"Heavenly calamity? No... This is a vision of heaven!"
In the other world, in a fairy palace suspended in the clouds, the white-haired old man suddenly stood up and smashed the tea cup in his hand. The light in her turbid eyes soared, staring at the colorful thunder that penetrated the sky in the mortal world, and her skinny fingers trembled uncontrollably.
"Five thousand years ago... That aura... Could it be her?"
And at the bottom of the pit, next to the little body that was already cold. Suddenly bursts of light shone in the void, and a vast and overwhelming remnant soul slowly emerged from the void.
That was the empress who had fallen for five thousand years!
She returned to the mortal world. From a mortal body, she stepped into the world of immortality and started the legend of her life.
