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This is a problem that lies in the hearts of every alliance general. Most people can't figure it out until death. Nangong Wei and Yandian, two powerful palace masters, were also resentful at this time. How could this happen?

They all tasted the pain of losing their son today, but in the face of this miserable defeat of losing all the money, losing their son is not the most painful, the most painful thing is the destruction of the secret realm.

Not to mention rising, this battle is enough to make Yingzhou, the abbot dare not compete for any power in the next thousand years. Perhaps he will soon be occupied by the final winner of this war, Dragon Palace or Penglai, and he can only bow his head and be a human being...

And their wish to unify the secret realm of the Three Mountains became a sad joke.

Even though the two of them have mastered their teachings, they have no choice but to do so.

If it were because of the gods and real people from the upper world, their sadness would be much less ridiculous. But now the person who turned the world with one hand was the one who said he had died and said he was not dead. Xie Lingyun? Relying on a treasure banana fan?

How could he run into the Yanhuo Mountain safely? It is difficult for them and Yu Jin to do this here.

One by one, the two of them had a lot of questions, and they were about to collapse. Nangong Wei and Yan Dian had already lost their minds. While dodging, they watched the villagers die, and they were about to go as they were about to get into trouble.

But even though the two of them were at ease, they were doomed today. Suddenly, there was another fiercer sky fire, and slurry and spirit stones filled the entire sky. Red was the only color of light.

The lava came, and Nangong Wei quickly avoided it and rushed to a hundred feet away. However, this time he could not escape. The strong wind was angry faster than him.

"Um..." His eyes were filled with flames, and his whole body was swallowed by a ball of slurry. Hunyuan's true fire ran around. These fires were stirred like bulls with red eyes. They were no longer full of vitality, but were swelling with evil spirits.

Although his body was running wildly, and the two yang divine holy babies were there, the real fire continued to flow.

Another Yuanyang Spirit Stone with a heavy weight hit his back, and the real fire surged and suddenly exploded.

The moment the explosion was loud, there was a terrible sound before it could be heard, Nangong Wei's body and the two Yang gods also exploded, turning into a rain of powder and blood...

The abbot Liuli Palace Palace Master, die

"Nangong Palace Master", "Even the Palace Master..." The abbots who noticed this situation on the ground all suddenly collapsed on the wasteland, and no longer had the strength to move except for their trembling mouths. Nangong Qing was still stunned and could not even scream.

The dead continued, and the lives of Xiang Zhuo and Mu Wei, the children of the temple were taken away by the sky torch.

"Yingzhou has not lost, Yingzhou has not lost, I will not lose in Yandian, hahahaha, there is still a million troops in Dragon Palace, we will not lose, hahaha--"

The crazy laughter went further and further away, and a rapid figure disappeared into the sky far away from the battlefield.

Yan Ding was a little lucky than Nangong Wei because he divided the two Yang Gods. Although the original body and one of the Yang Gods were killed by the heavenly fire, there was still another Yang God who escaped and finally escaped without looking back.

The Yang God without its original body is like a tree without roots and water without source. It only retreats but not advances in cultivation. It is hundreds of times more difficult to refine the Yang God as a body than the method of taking over the ghost's body.

The Lord Yujin Palace naturally would not step out of the fire defense circle, so he could not pursue the Yan Ding Yang God, but it was irrelevant whether he had both destroyed it. Moreover, with his stupidity, she believed that he would eventually die in the sea of ​​Penglai.

"Yingzhou is finished, Yingzhou is finished..." The hundreds of Yingzhou people who are still alive will not agree that Yingzhou has not been defeated. Is it a failure to exist in the entire secret realm?

They now all hate the desperate Yan Dian who led Yingzhou to the dead end. The two father and son of Yan Wuji wished they could tear the two into pieces with their own hands.

At this time, the sky fire gradually slowed down, and Xie Lingyun on the other side should be almost exhausted. It was too terrifying to think that with his cultivation level, he could actually do all this.

Until the sky fire stopped completely, it was actually less than a moment before and after. The battlefield today is not so much a corpse everywhere, but rather a sea of ​​purgatory fire. The slurry is slowly flowing, and the spirit stones are everywhere. The earth seems to be torn into pieces by a pair of giant hands.

The flesh and blood of the corpse and flesh either turned into dust or impurities in the slurry, which would condense into spirit stones.

There were very few surviving people, and less than a thousand left of more than 100,000 Alliance troops. Almost all the 300 strong men died, and everyone was covered in dust and had no spirit...

They survived, but in fact they were even more uncomfortable than death. The terrifying trembled in their hearts and would never stop for the rest of their lives, as if they lived in a nightmare that would never wake up, their hearts were always covered by a fiery cloud of anger, and a name that would make them tremble when they thought of it: Xie Lingyun.

I will never be liberated.

In the middle of the sea of ​​fire was a pure land. After repeated confirmation that the sky fire had fallen, Yujin Palace Master, Meng Ruo and Cai Yan and others ended their drive to Lihuo Beads. The Lihuo defense circle suddenly turned into a fire light that surged into the sky and disappeared.

"We won, we won," "Hahaha" From sporadic to boiling, the soldiers of Penglai shouted excitedly, both ecstatic and unbelievable.

Xie Lingyun defeated the Alliance Army with his own strength and killed more than 100,000 enemies.

Words are no longer enough to express their joy. Everyone is raising their arms, laughing, crying with joy, and roaring... Meng Ruo and Caiyan are like returning to their childhood years, constantly jumping and laughing, and even the Palace Master Yujin also has a bright smile.

They saw the dawn of victory in the entire war, which was very bright, and they thought that the Penglai people who passed away today did not sacrifice in vain...

There were more than 10,000 people when they came, but now there are less than 3,000 people left. There are more than 6,000 Penglai soldiers buried in this purgatory and Yunzeyuan hillside. Each of them has family members and relatives, and their own vows and reluctance, but they can only return to nothingness.

When the excitement slowly calmed down, it was very quiet for a moment. Everyone was tense and clenched their fists. It might take many years to understand the cruelty of this suffering.

"Don't, don't kill me...I surrender...", "Kill me, just ask your knife to hurry up..."

Seeing someone flying in the sky, nearly ten remaining soldiers in this place were talking in a hunch, some begging for mercy and some begging for death, their eyes were undoubtedly the same as zombies...

The Palace Master Yujin looked at them and said lightly: "If you surrender, you will not kill them. There are enough people who died today.

Her words resounded throughout the battlefield.

When he came to a dull and beautiful girl, the Palace Master Yujin seemed to sigh and said, "Qing'er, you shouldn't have appeared here, and you shouldn't have either."

"Palace Master Yujin..." Nangong Qing saw her and suddenly choked and burst into tears, her eyes were filled with tears. Her father and brother were dead, and many people were dead, but she had no resentment, and some were just full of regret. "We really walked a dead end, it was so wrong. I really hope that I could persuade my father and the others to come down."

"Care yourself up, the abbot's secret realm needs your strength." The Palace Master Yujin patted her shoulder lightly, then flew up, and flew to the next place to surrender.
Chapter completed!