The Nantian Gate is majestic and tall, and the power of God stands here, making those who step into it feel awe and surrender. However, at that moment, they saw a lightning that shattered the sky and flew directly past the Nantian Gate!

"boom!!!"

The thunder dragon tore through the sky and the earth, with endless violence. With one shot, the darkness around Qin Yichen disappeared. He was still standing in the Tianhe, but he was chasing him far away.

The Nantian Gate disappeared, and the majestic Heavenly Palace behind the Nantian Gate and the Miaomiao Divine Cloud also disappeared without a trace. It was like this blow that knocked the Emperor of Heaven from the sky and fell into the Milky Way, looking proudly at the sky!

"You could crush my spine!!!"

The thunder dragon behind Qin Yichen had come out, but Emperor Yuan Tian tightly held the dragon spear that penetrated his shoulder bone. This blow was exactly the same as that of the Desolate Meteor God King back then!

Emperor Yuan Tian's expression was equally ferocious. At this moment of the battle, the sky was weeping with blood. Even Emperor Yuan Tian could not keep calm. He held the lightning tightly, wishing to crush it into powder.

But this thief's sword had already refined the thunder dragon into its own backbone, crushing the thief's sword's backbone to pieces, which made Emperor Yuan Tian feel a chill down his spine, as if he had been shattered into bone dregs by thunder!

It was difficult for Emperor Yuan Tian to break off the spear head pierced on his shoulder like King Desolate Meteor, so he could only grit his teeth and pull it out suddenly, and then throw it away at the figure he regarded as a thorn in his side!

However, what made Emperor Yuan Tian's mouth twitch was that he didn't even dare to dodge the knife in return for his revenge, and even moved his body to meet the blow with his heart and vitals!

"Little bastard, without the blessing of heaven, how dare you be so presumptuous with me!?"

Emperor Yuan Tian gritted his teeth even more fiercely and made a secret with his fingertips. The lightning turned into bright lights and exploded, but Qin Yichen's face was still as gloomy as ink.

"Little Yuantian, without your master, would you be able to hold your position until now?!"

At that moment, the two stood proudly on the Tianhe River, looking at each other from a distance. The troops under their command continued to retreat, and the warships were still dragging the flames of war as they retreated to both sides of the Tianhe River for a truce.

Qin Yichen and Emperor Yuan Tian looked at each other from a distance for a long time. It seemed that just because the other was still alive and breathing, neither of them had the strength to shout out that the winner belongs to them.

This is an imperial struggle with no right or wrong. This is a bloody battle that makes the Tianhe River bleed thousands of miles and makes the sky weep with blood.

In this battle, no one even dares to claim that he has won, let alone allow the other party to say that he has won.

Qin Yichen stood quietly in Tianhe, his face was cold and stern, just like the primordial spirit standing in the human race's alchemy hall.

He looked at the weeping sky and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. How much blood of heroes would it take to make the world peaceful again?

Feng Jiuman was the first to return to Wentian Pass. They also lost tens of thousands of brothers from Fengsuicheng along the way. When they came back, they only had less than two hundred thousand.

They hated the rats in the ANBU. Feng Jiuman wanted to stop his flight more than once, pull out the rats from the darkness and trample them to death.

But along the way, even if he was attacked by surprise, he could only grit his teeth and move forward, obey the military orders, and rush back to Wentian Pass as quickly as possible.

However, across the Tianhe River, when he rushed back, Wentian Pass no longer needed his protection. It was obvious that he came back too late.

The Wentian Pass is in tatters, the killing array prohibitions built bit by bit with the Dique clan's heritage, and the secret Taoist palaces that contain magic are all in pieces.

Wentian Hall, General Hall, Tianxuan Hall, Yuheng Hall...even the dome of Mr. Bai's Star Observation Hall was burned down, and beams and pillars were smashed into the main hall.

What he saw in front of him was enough to make Feng Jiuman freeze on the spot.

Xiaoyu, Kong Wu, Xiaoguai, and Leiqiu all fell in a pool of blood. They were seriously injured that only needed a heavenly soldier to touch up their wounds!

Feng Jiuman was very confused as to why Wentian Pass was dyed red, just like... the color of blood in their bones.

Bai Haoran and Bai Qianqian both fell in a pool of blood. The two senior brothers and sisters of Bai Ze's son were also shot by the Desolate God King, and their moral bones were shattered and their moral authority collapsed.

And Jiang Buyong's blood was almost drained. He could no longer even fly and could only stand on a higher ruins.

He still maintained the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows, or it could be said that his spiritual power was withered, his strength was stiff, and he could no longer move.

His figure is not just rickety, but as thin as a dead tree. His blood has dried up, and his white hair and beard have turned into a dull color. This is a sign that his life is approaching the end of his life. Even his beard and hair cannot be preserved.

brilliance.

The Falling Sun Bow can no longer condense a blood arrow.

Suddenly, another human race flew in like locusts, but in the huge Wentian Pass, the God King of Desolate Meteor God King could no longer be found.

Only the cracked unicorn egg was left in place, and the cracks radiated auspicious light, blessing everyone, and preventing every figure lying in a pool of blood from losing their breath.

Feng Jiuman had never seen this scene before. To be honest, he had never thought about it before. These human races were not of the same kind as them. They were obviously holding them back and embarrassing the human race.

But at this moment...

"Plop!"

Feng Jiuman trembled and knelt on the ground. It was obvious that he had not exerted much strength in this battle, and he was holding the machete in his hand very tightly. But for some reason, the pool of blood in the sky made him kneel on the ground.

Feng Jiuman opened his mouth wide. He wanted to curse or yell, but no sound came out of his throat. Just like Wentianguan, who was completely red and immersed in deathly silence.

Feng Jiuman grabbed his hair, and the pool of blood gradually spread and stayed in front of his knees, still a bit hot.

“Whoosh!!!”

As if he had been burned, Feng Jiuman picked up the machete and stood up suddenly. He rose into the sky, and he looked like Shura.

"Where have you gone! Where have you gone that bastard!"

"Grandpa Feng Jiuman is here! Desolate Meteor God King, isn't your power capable of destroying the sky and destroying the earth? Isn't it covering the whole world?"

"Grandpa is back! Come out and fight with grandpa! Your grandpa and I are the warriors of Fengsuicheng!"

One after another of his clansmen flew up, but four or five of them couldn't hold Feng Jiuman back.

What a bully!

In this battle, the human race lost more heroes than they had been oppressed by all races for so many years!

"Whoosh..."

A ray of divine light shot up into the sky, it was Empress Xixia. She looked at Wentian Pass that turned into a sea of ​​blood, biting her lips until they turned white, as if she didn't dare to look at it, let alone look at Hua Jingnan.

"sorry……"

She didn't dare to come over until King Desolate Meteor God left.

Hua Jingnan didn't say anything, she just waved her sleeves and swept away the ruins of the teleportation array. With her power, she reunited the array patterns in a matter of seconds.

The light of the teleportation array flashed through, and Qin Yichen and others crowded out of it like crazy.
Chapter completed!