Today is the third war that Taroki participated. This time their good luck finally ended. They met the most elite cavalry of the Tang people, not as fierce and cunning as wild wolves, and they were also the army they feared most.

However, although they were defeated in this battle, Taroki was very lucky to survive. Even if he gave his left hand to survive, he still couldn't survive after all, right?

The appearance of the Tang people not only affected these, but the appearance of the Tang people also indicates that the armies of other countries have also arrived, which made Taromu feel so lucky that he suddenly felt desperate again. The severe cold brought by the eternal night later, and the coalition forces of various countries could no longer see hope.

Somehow, at this moment, a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Taroki's mind. He felt that it might not be a bad thing to come early in the night, at least when the night comes, they no longer have to worry about which country's army or coalition forces they would encounter.

The war on the wasteland eventually affected Ning Que and others, so they began to move into the depths of the wasteland little by little, borrowing the name of Sangsang's daughter, and moved into the deserted tribe. However, Ning Que understood that it was not a solution for them to hide like this, because Sangsang's cold symptoms were getting worse and worse. Sometimes even if he had several braziers at night, he could still wake him up.

Finally, when Sangsang was drinking soup once, the dirty blood that had been coughing up dyed the soup black, Ning Que felt that he should leave. He felt that they dared to leave here and go to somewhere in the wasteland, where there was a place that needed them.

Since leaving the Wilderness Tribe, Sangsang has coughed a lot less frequently. I don’t know if he has coughed too much in the past two years. Now he is only a pure yin and cold breath, no phlegm or black blood.

Sangsang is now very clean, without any dirty, sweat, and saliva. Her body is extremely pure from the inside out, just like transparent glass. In other words, she is becoming less and less like a human being.

According to Ning Que, Sangsang no longer looks like a human being, but rather looks like a god, with a pure and transparent body, just like a glazed fairy.

The big black horse pulled the black carriage and walked forward. The more he went forward, the more he could feel the strong disturbance of the heaven and earth vitality. The place they were going to must have had an extremely fierce battle at this moment. Moreover, judging from the degree of disturbance of the heaven and earth vitality, the main force this time was not ordinary soldiers, but monks.

As Ning Que and the others approached little by little, the black cloud above their heads also approached the battlefield little by little. Both sides, who were originally sacrificing their lives to slaughter, stopped because of the dark cloud. However, with the words of the head of Xiling, "The night is coming soon, what are you still hesitating?", the battle between the two sides became even more tragic, and even the abductor cavalry of the Xiling Temple was dispatched.

There are cavalrymen in Xiling, and the deserted people naturally have their own team of monks. The leader of this team is the "Tang" of the Demon Sect, a peak powerhouse with the realm of knowledge and destiny who has reached a half-step Apocalypse.

The escort cavalry is indeed the elite, but the more than 2,000 soldiers who have never moved since the war started are also the elite among the elites. Therefore, under the leadership of Tang, not only broke through the temple coalition, but also tore the formation of the escort cavalry.

The Demon Sect has the world to walk, and Taoism naturally has it, and the Taoism's world to walk is Ye Qing, who is the Zhishouguan.

When Tang Yu's army was invincible, the head of Xiling and Ye Qing also targeted him, but Ye Qing and Tang's strength were almost the same. Unless he could kill with one blow, he would not take action easily. The new head of Xiling still lacked the magical skills, and the lightning he emitted could not catch up with Tang at all.

Although Tang was very strong, he not only had to keep dodging the lightning of the head of Xiling, but also wanted to rescue his tribe members. So when he killed a priest, he didn't know whether he was tired or the priest was disappointed, but he finally took a step slower and was caught up by the lightning.

At the moment when he was caught up by lightning, Tang stepped onto the ground with heavy footsteps and stepped on the lightning into the ground. The wasteland that had been moistened by the blood for a long time was shaken without any help. A lot of blood was squeezed out between the broken grass branches.

A thunderous lightning made a big comedy, and a sword appeared in Qingyou, stabbing Tang's abdomen.

Tang is walking in the Demon Sect, and it may even be the last generation of the Demon Sect. He is very powerful. Neither Jiange's powerful man Cheng Ziqing or the unknown priest, nor is he an enemy of one unit.

In this world, it is difficult for a sword to stab him in his body, but at this time he was stabbed.

Even if he was stabbed, with Tang's physical strength, it was difficult for a sword to penetrate his body. However, the sword stabbed into his body, and it was extremely deep, and blood oozed out from the edge of the sword.

It was not a sharp sword, nor the unparalleled sword beside the Sword Pavilion, but just a thin wooden sword. The wooden sword was exactly the same as it was more than ten years ago, but it had an extra hilt.

The person holding the hilt of the wooden sword is naturally Ye Qing.

Tang is the Demon Sect, and Ye Qing is the Taoist world. Two people are like two sides of the world. One day, they will meet and collide, and then meet in life and death.

At this moment, on this wasteland battlefield, the two finally fought.

Ye Su, who was at the peak, faced the tired Tang. The result of this battle was not difficult to imagine. The wooden sword pierced deeply into Tang's abdomen and then made a thunder sound.

A bright red bloody mouth bloomed on Tang's abdomen, and blood flowed down from his eyes and mouth and nose. This time it was no longer the enemy's blood, but his own blood.

Tang was defeated, but he could not defeat, so he broke the wooden sword that pierced his abdomen with one punch. If this blow hit his abdomen hard and stirred his internal organs, there was still no expression on his face!

Both of them are standing at the peak of the world and have a deep understanding of each other. So at the moment when Tang took action, Ye Qing decisively let go of his hand holding the hilt of the sword and disappeared among the crowd.

The injured beast is the most dangerous, especially a beast that is seriously injured but still has fatal lethality.

Tang was not a wild beast, but his danger was much higher than that of a wild beast, so Ye Qing left without hesitation, making Tang's punch that was ready to be shot again.

Tang's defeat was like a switch. Since then, all the elders of the deserted people have been killed or injured, but Xiling has also paid an extremely heavy price.

The cavalry of the clan almost lost all the losses. The great priest of the Heavenly Yu fought against the great elders of the deserted man. They used up the lifespan of seven red-clothed priests to win, but they also suffered heavy losses and were unable to participate in the battle in a short period of time.

Xiling lost a lot, but the real strength of the coalition forces was not greatly affected. There were also many Taoist guests like the Dahe Kingdom and Mochiyuan who were waiting to go silent. The tall figure of the head of the Xiling Temple stayed in that huge chariot. The iron cavalry of the Tang Empire did not show all its strength during several charges.

The battlefield gradually stopped but it was not long. The sound of drums from the temple coalition forces started again, and the army gathered again to prepare for the last attack on the deserted tribes in the north.

Tens of thousands of soldiers in the desert were seriously injured. Most of them were seriously injured due to their strong bodies and will. They no longer had the ability to fight. The tribesmen looked at Tang, who was kneeling on one knee in the middle of the wasteland battlefield, and knew that the moment of extermination was finally coming. The hard struggles and dreams of thousands of years would eventually be shattered.

There was a dead silence and blood red in the wasteland. Then someone was leading the song. The sad songs floated in the wind, and the rough songs echoed on the wasteland.

"The sky is cool, the earth is cool, and the eagles dare not look at the northern desert."

"Athai falls, Athae rises, and snow wolf hunting on the banks of Athae."

"The snow wolf chases, the snow wolf dies, and I'm busy looking for the deer with a knife all day long."

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The song of the homeland that has been passed down for thousands of years has been passed down by the deserted tribe. After thousands of years of wind and snow, it finally sang again. However, what greeted them was not flowers and enthusiasm, but cold eyes and bloody fighting, and even the tragic situation of extermination of the clan.

Tens of thousands of soldiers in deserted areas were either dead or injured, sitting or lying on the bloody field, their voices were either hissing or hoarse, and their singing could not be neat, rising and falling from time to time. They seemed particularly sad and soaring towards the sky.
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