Boom!

A fireball about the size of a chariot smashed into the left front of Ding Dongxiang, and the heat wave that ignited directly burned some of the soldiers who also fled to charcoal.

He gritted his teeth, flinched, and ran away again, charging straight to a tent in front of him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince!

When I entered the tent, I saw the prince standing in the middle with a blank expression, and the two maids were trembling and trembling.

Ding Dangxiang didn't speak, and directly stepped forward to grab the prince and rushed out of the tent......

"Wow, ah, ah, ――――――――!!!"

A soldier covered in fire flew over from there and smashed his head and feet into the tent. It was in the midst of a torrential rain, but the flames burned instantly as if they were completely fearless!

"Father, Father, Teacher Ding...... What now?What to do?!"

Ding Dangxiang held the monarch with one hand, and pulled the prince next to him, who was already affectionate and dazed. In front of him, the soldiers were completely defeated, and only the scene of the slaughter remained. And the continuous rain of fire in the sky is like bringing this world-destroying power to this poor Central Plains Immortal Realm, announcing the end of the entire human race!

"Let's go!"

With this sound of "go", Ding Dangxiang also knew that the Houtu Kingdom was defeated.

Moreover, he was so defeated that he didn't have any words to talk about.

He braved the rain, the fireballs that kept falling from the sky. At this moment, his eyes turned into two blue circles of light again, and the circles were aimed at the fireballs that kept falling from the sky, calculating any landing point, power and destruction. Caution...... But they are like rats that have lost their homes. Fleeing in a panic. It wasn't until he found a war horse in a panic that he jumped on the horse with the king and the prince in his arms. Flee for the road.

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The battle for Huangquankou ended with the crushing defeat of the Houtu Kingdom.

100,000 troops. In the end, only 2,000 people survived.

Within half a month, this terrible fiasco had spread throughout the entire Central Plains Immortal Realm.

All the immortals knew that those terrible demons could actually take root and camp in the Central Plains Immortal Realm, and everyone's faces exuded an aura of fear.

The palace master of Guanghan Palace, died in battle.

Such a piece of news could have the same weight as the defeat of the Thick Earth Country.

No one knew how strong the head of the sect who had promoted a sect to the top twenty in the entire Central Plains Immortal Realm at such a young age was, and could even kill the former first person in the Central Plains Immortal Realm, Fang Ji.

But now everyone knows that even if they have the strength to kill the halberd. Even with an army of 100,000 as backers......

The Guanghan Palace Lord is still defeated so simply and so simply. He didn't even have the qualifications to come back alive from the hands of the people of Tianxiang Country......

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The torrential rain has gradually weakened.

After three nights of desperate running, the defeated army of the Thick Earth Kingdom finally came to the border of the Golden Plains.

In the end, the pursuing Tianxiang people never chased after them again. It was only at this time that these survivors were barely given some time to survive.

A ruined temple on the border of the Golden Plain has become the best resting place that the king of the Houtu Kingdom can find at this moment.

Outside the ruined temple. The staggering soldiers were exhausted and scarred. Everyone has injuries on their bodies to some extent, take care of each other, and support each other. But it is difficult to hide the sadness and despair in it.

Merely. These ordinary soldiers didn't know that there were even more terrible things in the ruined temple. It's happening.

"Father, Father, Father...... Father's ...... Woowoo woo ......"

On the altar of the ruined temple is a dilapidated and relatively dry battle flag of the Houtu Kingdom. The former king was now lying on the banner, looking haggard. The face is bloodless.

His legs had been completely shattered, even under layers of bandaging. You can also see that there will still be blood spilling out.

In just three days, his face had already lost a lot of weight. is obviously a person in his thirties, but at the moment he looks like a sixtieth birthday, haggard.

At the offering table, the ministers who had escaped were each sobbing and kneeling on the ground. The four important ministers of Nuo Yuanxiu, Wenmo, Wanling Zhenren and Daoxiangren naturally knelt in front of them. However, there was one man who knelt in front of them.

That is in this crisis, the hero who desperately saved the king and the prince - Ding Dangxiang.

The king raised his hand and patted his son's weeping head.

After that, he raised his head and glanced at the kneeling ministers below, his gaze especially fell on Ding Dangxiang's face, and after a pause, he withdrew his gaze.

"I ...... I know that my life is not long ......"

"No...... You won't!"

"Numerology...... It has its own destiny. Yonghuang ...... You are the crown prince...... From now on...... I will ascend the throne as the emperor and replace me...... Take care of this great river and mountain ......"

"Don't! sons don't want rivers and mountains, sons only want their father to live! As long as their father ......."

"Bastard !!"

The dying king shouted loudly and angrily! This scolding also made the crown prince Kui Yonghuang involuntarily dare not speak loudly, so he could only bow his head and sobbed softly.

The king closed his eyes, weak, but said resolutely, "Father...... In this life...... Did the right thing...... Have also done ...... The wrong thing...... Yonghuang ...... Father is now the only ...... What can I do for you...... That's all...... Entrust this country to ...... Your hand ...... You can't...... Let the father ...... Disappointment ......"

The voice was weak, and although Emperor Kui Yong was extremely reluctant, he could only wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and nod silently.

Seeing his son nod, a slight smile finally appeared on the king's face. He took a deep breath and tried to amplify his voice—

"Ministers...... Listen...... Purpose. ”

The ministers kneeling below immediately bent down and kowtowed, shouting in unison-

"The minister is here!"

"Biography...... My will...... In my ...... 100 Years Later...... Composed...... Five courtiers...... Assist the Crown Prince...... Assist in his ascension to the throne...... Assisted...... Chief...... The prince to be treated...... After adulthood...... Just...... Just...... to ...... Let it ...... Ruling ......"

Five?

Nuo Yuanxiu, Wenmo, Wanling Zhenren and Daoxiang were stunned for a moment, and at the same time, they all raised their heads and looked at Ding Dangxiang, who was kneeling in front of him, unable to see his expression clearly.

"This ...... Five courtiers...... They are...... General Nuo...... Boss ...... Military ......"

Nuo Yuanxiu: "Minister, take the order." ”

Prime Minister Wen ...... Palm...... Housekeeping ......"

Wenmo: "Weichen will live up to the high expectations of the saints." ”

"All Souls Real Man...... Supervisor...... Immortals...... Cultivating Immortals ......"

Wan Ling Zhenren: "Poor Dao will train more immortal masters for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Knife ...... Criminal Division...... Tube...... Etiquette ......"

The knife man kowtowed: "Weichen takes the order!"

"Last ......"

The sovereign on the altar raised his finger tremblingly and pointed in that direction...... At the same time, it also pointed to the person who was being watched by everyone at this moment. (To be continued......)