The sound of the war is almost over. The broken Biling stuck on the ground beside him and accompanied his master through the last part of his life.

In the distance, the phoenix blood cloud was unparalleled. Around Ning Chen, the red blood light surged into the sky. Under the dawn, it was like the second round of rising sun, shining brightly on the heaven and earth.

Seeing the amazing vision in the east, Zong Qianqiu, Canfeng and others felt uneasy.

All over the world, looking at the bloody pillar of light, I was shocked again.

The phoenix sings in the sky, shaking the earth, and the world saw the blood in the sky, so dazzling, as if the entire sky was stained with blood, which was extremely sad and beautiful.

The phoenix bloodline awakened, and the physical cultivation was re-entered innate. In an instant, it broke through many shackles, led the power of heaven and earth into the body, and broke through the levels. After two years, the cultivation and realm were finally united again. Ning Chen, whose body was fully restored, temporarily suppressed his terrifying injuries at any cost, and his murderous aura soared into the sky. On the top of the spiritual platform, the alien-shaped roc appeared again and soared into the sky.

In front of the Eternal Night God Sect, the Sandzhu who fell to the ground saw the beautiful colors of the distant sky, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes gradually dimmed. It was worth it.

The blood-colored figure of "Senior" flashed by, walked over and caught the former, and said heartbrokenly.

Tan Zhu opened her mouth gently and said a few words, which were very light and could not be heard clearly. Only the last sentence was floating in the wind and could be heard vaguely.

"Now... in the future, Daxia... will be handed over to you."

My last wish is still in love with Daxia and Wuhou of Daxia behind me, and I will never stop until my death.

"Senior, I'll take you home"

Ning Chen felt a pain in his heart as if a knife was stormed. He gently closed Xiyinghou's eyes, then tore open the bloody clothes and tied it to his back.

Last night, the senior led him out of the siege, and today, he took him home.

Zong Qianqiu felt the dangerous aura on the former, his expression subsided, and four purple talismans appeared in his hand, and then summoned the magic spirit again.

The evil god came to the world, with swords, halberds, axes, and halberds, and his power was shocking. One of the strongest magic tricks in the Qianqiu period, each evil god has the strength to surpass the third tribulation of the innate world, which is extremely powerful.

Ning Chen looked at the four evil gods in front of him, wearing blood-colored clothes and dancing, and waved his hand to force the sword of knowing fate in his body. Suddenly, a waterfall of blood surged into the sky, the power of the thunder source, the ice source, and the wind source were surging and vast, sweeping across the world.

Knowing the fate, blood patterns bloomed on the green sword body, and after a breath, the blood clothes disappeared, and a sword entered the clouds and slashed out with a bang.

The two evil gods, Axe and Axe, were the first to be hit, and were directly shattered by the terrifying sword light, and in an instant, the smoke disappeared.

The sword and halberd came, Zhiming's sword swung past, swung the sword, and with a bang, the evil god retreated and moved away from the line.

Ning Chen's figure disappeared again, and rushed to Zong Qianqiu. After a moment of shining on his eyes, his blood shone brightly.

With a thorn, the sound of the clothes and silk cracking sounded. A purple light fur cracked a hole in Qianqiu's chest, and a trace of bloodstains dripped down, dyeing the clothes red.

Ten steps away from the distance, a moment later, the fruit of death is the fruit of death. Even though Qianqiu's face is gloomy, he turns his palms and gathers the essence, and thunder comes to the world, turning the world into a sea of ​​thunder.

The two evil gods were in the sea of ​​thunder, and their swords and halberds fell and rushed to death again.

At the same time, Canfeng and the remaining three Shenwu Guards rushed forward and blocked the way forward.

Ning Chen's expression was cold. With his hand, the sword of knowing fate swirled into the sky, the source of thunder dispersed, absorbing the power of thunder all over the sky.

The next moment, knowing that fate falls from the sky, and its magnificent power spreads out with a bang.

The three Divine Power Guards could not bear their might, their bodies exploded, their blood and bones scattered, and they returned to heaven and earth.

The remnant wind could not block this terrible power, the ancient sword in his hand broke, his identity flew out, and blood fell like rain.

The person who was hunted by them just now has such a big change, and the completely different situation is shocking.

Ning Chen, who had regained his conscious mind, was no longer a person who could be slaughtered. The absolute gap in strength made Canfeng see clearly that the even force between the sword last night was just an illusion of his self-righteousness.

"Rebirth, retreat," Zong Qianqiu ordered and said solemnly that his Shenwu Guard had almost been lost and could no longer be sacrificed in vain.

"Yes" Canfeng staggered two steps, dragging his severely injured body to retreat to the battle situation. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he could only obey the order. He knew very well that the next battle was no longer accessible to his level.

"The idea of ​​yin and yang, transforming the four symbols, Taichu performs martial arts, and creating gods"

Even though the seals are formed for thousands of years, the Yuan of the Yuan can activate the endless power of faith in the Divine Cult. Thunder appears in the nine heavens, the earth and mountains and rivers collapse. In the terrifying vision, an illusory figure slowly condenses and shakes the world.

As soon as the gods gathered in faith appeared, the ten miles of earth collapsed and flew up, and it was difficult to withstand this ultimate power and transform the entire world of the end of the world.

"Scroll of the Earth"

Ning Chen took a half step forward, and the dark yellow light rose all over his body. He was the best in the world and reappeared the trick of the Supreme Book of Heaven.

The yellow light swept away, and the earth that rose into the sky was then subjected to the powerful force, and then collapsed and fell, returning to its original state.

The black mist is floating, the appearance of the gods is invisible, the feathers of darkness are floating all over the sky, and the terrifying power seems to be incompetent, the space is distorted, and ripples are constantly scattering.

Facing the extremely powerful illusory body, Ning Chen lit a sword and followed him, his sword intention gathered in shape, and arrived in an instant, the sword broke through the void, and the body of the god was hard.

The sword of the sky hit the body of the gods, and a blast sounded, and the strong wind and fury mistted everything. Ning Chen and Zong Qianqiu took a few steps together, their qi and blood were churning, and their injuries were swallowed.

The body of the god was created by the sword intent, and the light was destroyed continuously. At the same time, behind the Second Temple, the power of faith flew out again in the abyss of darkness, continuously penetrated into the body of the god, stabilizing the body of the god.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his feet retreated, and his figure disappeared under the rising sun.

The Lord of the Palace" Jianfeng stepped forward and said anxiously.

"No need to chase after it"

Zong Qianqiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand to return the power of faith, saying, "It's hard to keep this person for the time being, it's useless to pursue more people."

Canfeng clenched his hands with his feet pale, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Back to the Temple" Zong Qianqiu turned around, his figure flashed and headed towards the temple.

Canfeng glanced at Dongfang's disappearing figure, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and turned around and followed.

Within the Divine Cult, blood was drifting and sluts were everywhere. Countless guards and warriors died in this battle. They suffered this disaster for the first time in a thousand years and were full of desolation.

When the war begins, there is no justice. All that remains is cruelty and blood. No matter how beautiful the rhetoric is, it is just a lie that deceives oneself and others. The success and the king will succeed and the defeat will remain unchanged in ancient and modern times.

Historical books have always been written by victors, with strokes and some of the original reality.

But what are the people and the mountains and rivers?

In the western border of Daxia, in front of the Black Water Army camp, a blood light appeared, and the forced Zhiming Sword trembled and penetrated into the body, surging blood, disappearing invisible.

Ning Chen coughed out a mouthful of blood, his breath was disordered, and the internal injuries were inclined to explode again.

When the Marquis of Kaixuan heard the movement, he immediately walked out and saw the blood-filled figure in front of him. His expression changed and he stepped forward and supported him.

"Zhiminghou"

The Marquis of Triumph turned his palms and condensed the body, injected it into the former body to help stabilize his injuries.

Suddenly, Kaixuan Hou's body stagnated. Seeing Ning Chen's figure on his back, his mind trembled violently and he couldn't believe it.

"Western Film"

The most familiar face is now the eternal separation between heaven and man. The Hou of Kaixuan was heartbroken, so painful that he could no longer exclaim.

"Send Wu Hou to honor"

Not far away, when a group of Black Water Army soldiers heard the name, they were stunned at first, and then they knelt down silently and gave each other respectfully.

After suppressing his injuries slightly, Ning Chen quickly explained the situation he had investigated in the Eternal Night Divine Sect. At the last moment, he told me tiredly, "I will send Senior Xiying back to the imperial city first. As for the matter of Wu Jun, the three disasters of the Eternal Night Divine Sect should be resolved as soon as possible before the three disasters of the Eternal Night Divine Sect comes out of seclusion, and the person sent from the Four Poles..."

The Marquis of Triumph listened to this sentence and the information exchanged with his life and blood, and kept it in his heart.

Ning Chen left, and even had time to heal his wounds. One crisis after another made him unable to stop for a moment.

Thirty miles west of the imperial city, Ning Chen appeared in front of a lonely grave.

No one knows whose tomb is this. Every Qingming Hou, only Xiyinghou will come alone to send a sandalwood flower. The flower blooms for a day and finally witheres silently in front of the uninhabited grave.

Ning Chen buried the Marquis of Xiying and the people in the Gorgeous Tomb together, and from then on, he would never meet again and would no longer be alone on the road to the underworld.

Hou, who had lived like a shadow for a lifetime, finally chose to return to Daxia in a plain manner without any light, his soul returned to his hometown, and he had no regrets.

Ning Chen knelt down and kowtowed four times silently.

The figure covered in blood and under the young face, was full of pride. The emperor refused to bend his knees before, and only two people had kneeled in his life. The first was Changsun and the second was Prince Yan. Today, in front of Xiying's tomb, he knelt down respectfully.

The grace of saving lives is like rebuilding, but it can never be repaid.

The last words of the senior echoed in his ears, and from now on, they have been deeply rooted in his heart.

The cold north wind blew, the dry sandalwood bamboos swayed in front of the grave, and the blood-clothed figure disappeared.

Zhiming Hou Mansion, Ning Chen had just entered the mansion and had not yet stood firm, but he saw Ning Xi and Ruoxi who had been waiting anxiously for several days. Before he could speak, he heard a bolt from the blue.

"Brother, something happened. King Haowu was seriously injured. Now he is in danger and can't hold on."

"ah"

The sudden bad news caused the long-suppressed injuries. Ning Chen staggered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling down.

"elder brother"

"Mr.

Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi's expressions changed drastically. They stepped forward to support the former's body, showing fear.

"Take me to King Haowu..."

The words were not finished yet, and the remaining body that had been holding on for a day and a night finally couldn't support it anymore and fainted.

The call in my ears, I can never hear it again, all the blood, new red, old red, and now, when we are mixed together, no one can tell.

In the Haowu Palace, the candlelight was beating, and the wind blew from somewhere, the candlelight shook violently, and the light and darkness changed several times, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

The vitality gradually dissipated on the bed was irreversible. No matter how Luo Fei absorbed her true energy, it would no longer work.
Chapter completed!