帝路争雄，强者胜，败者亡，真正的成道者大多都是踏着尸与骨在前行，在他们的背后，鲜血淋淋，白骨成堆，望不到边。这条路，就是这般的残酷。这条路很长，也很残酷，征战到最后还不知道要死多少人，脚踏血与骨前行，注定了一世的沉重，更有无尽的凄凉。也许，将来他也会败，甚至更悲，成为别人帝路上的风景，所有前尘辉煌都成云烟。衬托起一个更加强大的人。
Emperor road supremacy, the strong wins, the loser, the real into the way people are stepping resin and bone in the forward, behind them, bloodied, bones piles, wang budao edge. This road is so cruel. This road is very long, also very cruel, for in the end still don't know how many people die, foot bone and blood, doomed I of heavy, more endless desolate. Perhaps, he will be defeated in the future, even more sad, for others the scenery on the road, all sing glory into clouds.
Emperor road supremacy, the strong wins, the loser, the real into the way people are stepping resin and bone in the forward, behind them, bloodied, bones piles, wang budao edge. This road is so cruel. This road is very long, also very cruel, for in the end still don't know how many people die, foot bone and blood, doomed I of heavy, more endless desolate. Perhaps, he will be defeated in the future, even more sad, for others the scenery on the road, all sing glory into clouds.
