Whether it was ten thousand years ago or now...

Countless corpses fell from the void and fell to the ground.

Even the masters in the field of Flame have lost a lot...

Tian Yan looked at the falling figures of the fifth elders and the others in heartache, and his heart seemed to be torn by one hand.

He was obviously very tired, but his heart was still filled with anger, and he could not stop at all, and rushed into the crowd with murderous aura.

He wants to take revenge!

Revenge for the dead brothers!

This belief supported Tian Yan. His robe was covered with blood, his body was already covered with scars, but he never fell down...

The water dragon also roared and rushed around the crowd in anger. His azure blue eyes were no longer as gentle as before, but were replaced by murderous intent.

"Brother Wang, Sister Wang..."

Di Xiaoyun wiped the sweat from her forehead. Suddenly, she laughed, and tears flowed down her beautiful and delicate little face.

"I don't know how long I can last. If I die... you must continue to avenge the national teacher, otherwise I will have no face to see him in the next life."

If the number of lords coming is small, Di Xiaoyun is not afraid at all.

But there are too many people...

Her body became weaker and was supported by a force of will.

She was afraid...

Fear that she would fall down at some point, and at that time, she could no longer avenge the national teacher.

It is also impossible for those who have hurt the demon world... to taste blood debt and blood!

Di Xiaoyun wiped away the tears in her eyes. She rushed to the crowd again, with a choice to look at death in her eyes...

Time passes gradually.

Everyone in the battle could not detect the disappearance of time.

Even the sky is gloomy and never changes again.

So, they didn't know how long the battle had passed.

Di Xiaoyun and others just understood that there were more and more enemies, but their energy was less and less.

If this continues, it will really be...annihilated?

...

In the Lord's Mansion.

Xiao Ling'er sat on the stone pen in the courtyard. Her hands were holding her cheeks and looked outside the door without blinking, her voice soft and cute: "Zu Bi, why hasn't my father and mother come back for so long? How long will it take for them to end the battle?"

Zhuque's heart became more and more nervous as time passed. Her fists were tightly clenched, and there was depth in Feng's eyes.

"I don't know, little princess, we keep waiting here, they will definitely come back."

Xiao Ling'er lowered her eyes.

It has been a few days since this, and my parents have not come back yet.

She can no longer wait...

Suddenly, Xiao Ling'er stood up. Her small body had a sense of perseverance in the breeze. Her small face was slightly raised and her eyes looked at the battle ahead.

"No, I'm going to find my mother."

"Little Princess!"

Seeing that Xiao Ling'er was about to leave, Zhuque flashed and blocked Xiao Ling'er.

She opened her arms and blocked her way, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, but her charming face was filled with helplessness.

"Little princess, it's too dangerous there, you really can't go..."

Xiao Ling'er laughed: "Sister Zhuque, the eldest brother said that I can no longer use the power of the Demon Flame Pearl, because I don't fully control it. If I use it casually, the Divine Water Stone will not be able to suppress her. Will it burn me to death?"
Chapter completed!