The vast waters of the Pacific Ocean.

The blood was lingering, and the huge figure that covered the sky and the sun was as fast as a streamer. At a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound, it flew wildly towards the central waters of the Pacific Ocean.

The speed was so fast that it flew wildly, scattering the clouds in the sky.

And in the main hall of the Martial Alliance, Agan Luo and the others gathered here, and everyone stared nervously at the picture in the video, watching intently as the fire demon flew towards the island again.

"This time, hopefully there won't be any more surprises. ”

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts.

Soon, the fire demon was less than ten kilometers away from the island. And it was still approaching, and just a few seconds later, the fire demon had already flown within a kilometer of the island.

However, in the last five hundred meters, the Fire Demon stopped again.

The hall was suddenly quiet, and cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Aokigawa and the others.

"Go on!"

"Keep going, bastard!"

Agan Luo couldn't help but shout out in a hurry.

But then, as if he had really heard Agaro's roar, the Fire Demon paused for a moment, then accelerated again, and then set foot on the deserted island.

"Hah"

"Up, up. ”

"Detonate, detonate immediately!"

In the blink of an instant of the firefiend's landing, the nuclear button detonated.

Rumble!

At the end of April 2019, a third hydrogen bomb was detonated on a small island in the Pacific Ocean.

This was the strongest hydrogen bomb explosion ever made, with a nuclear bomb with a yield of 50 million tons ignited and exploded in an extreme time. Everything was vaporized in an instant, blown into nothingness in that terrifying temperature.

The mushroom cloud soaring into the sky was almost thousands of meters high, and the terrifying shock wave triggered an earthquake in Haiti with a magnitude of seven. The tsunami was hundreds of meters high, and even coastal cities such as Hawaii, thousands of miles away, were affected, and the sea water poured in, and thousands of lives were taken away by the rushing waves.

Even the aftermath of the explosion rushed out of the atmosphere and into the solar system.

However, while the world is marveling at the terrible destructive power of nuclear weapons, Aoki River, Agamaro and others are paying attention to the fire demons under the nuclear explosion.

"Did it work?"

"Is the Firedemon dead?"

"Are you still alive?"

Many people clenched their palms and stared at the screen in front of them.

They are all waiting for the final result.

Like a prisoner waiting to be executed, waiting for the final amnesty.

"Miracle, will it happen?" Not far from the headquarters of the Wumeng, Qin Yun sat in a purple skirt, and also looked at the explosion place in the Pacific Ocean from afar.

Earth was where she grew up, and he naturally didn't want to watch him go to destruction.

What's more, his teacher was also controlled by the Yan Demon, and the entire Hongmen was not so much destroyed in the hands of Chu Yun as in the hands of the Yan Demon.

It wasn't until later that Qin Yun learned that her teacher had already been controlled by the fire demon.

The fire demon has an enmity against Qin Yun. Whether it is from a personal point of view, or the righteousness of the family and country, Qin Yun hopes that the fire demon can die.

That's why Qin Yun would only contribute to the strategy of killing the Fire Demon before. The matter about Long Yanjing was seen by Qin Yun from the ancient books of Hongmen. After all, Hongmen is the oldest and most powerful martial arts sect on the earth, and it is not surprising that it has such a record.

It's just that even if their plan succeeds, Qin Yun can't be happy at the moment, and the stone in her heart is always hanging high, just waiting for the final dust to land.

Firedemons, will they die?

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While the people of the whole world were waiting for the final result, in the land of the Western Frontier, Jin Mu suddenly returned and knelt on the ground to report: "Dad, the child has found the whereabouts of Qin Yunniang." ”

"Where is it?" Chu Yun was suddenly surprised and hurriedly asked.

"In Yanshan, Huaxia, the headquarters of the Wumeng is located. ”

"Okay, I'll go. This time, Yun'er, where are you still hiding?" Chu Yun smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth, and then left the Immortal Palace and stepped towards the land of Huaxia Yanshan.

In the last month before leaving the earth, he could still find Yun'er, which had to be said to be a very happy thing for Chu Yun.

However, as soon as he walked out of the Immortal Palace, Chu Yun felt the huge energy fluctuations coming from the Pacific Ocean.

Chu Yun stood proudly in the void and watched from afar: "It seems that the final battle between the human race and the Flame Demon has begun. ”

"Will there be a miracle?"

Chu Yun also prayed secretly in his heart, and then no longer delayed, and embarked on the road to find Qin Yun.

At this time, in the headquarters of the Wumeng, there was silence.

It was as if time had stood still, and a needle could be heard when it fell to the ground.

Everyone is still anxiously waiting for the final result.

But no one noticed that the God of War Sword Saint and the others who were originally in the hall were no longer there.

Sutton returned to his room, closed the door, and changed into clean clothes.

Then a man sat on the couch with headphones on and listened to their Western European folk songs.

The music is beautiful and melodious.

In the melodious music, he saw the streets of Paris overgrown with plane trees, and saw the romantic night sky of London.

Hear the flowing waters of the Danube, the waves of the Aegean Sea.

It's just that all of this can only be seen in music now.

"Puno, I'm sorry, but I still haven't been able to protect our land. ”

Before I knew it, Sutton, who was lying on the sofa, was already in tears.

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"Mingyu, come, go out for a walk with your father. "The king of guns made a phone call home.

"Dad, wait a while, the mushroom cloud hasn't dispersed yet, I don't know if the fire demon is dead yet?" He Mingyu is still paying attention to the news on the Pacific Island.

The gun king glared: "What, don't you listen to what your father says? stinky boy, don't you give it to me quickly!"

He Mingyu has always been more afraid of his father, but now that He Xilai glared, He Mingyu was suddenly stunned, and he had to be reluctantly dragged to the street by his father.

Along the street of Yanjing, it was so quiet.

I walked through Wangfujing, walked through the Forbidden City, and walked through this, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

Neither the father nor the son spoke, just enjoying the quiet time so calmly.

It's just that the father wishes to go on with his son like this.

Until, the earth is barren!

But there are some things that always need to be carried, don't they?

Whether it's for children, or for lovers, or for a little perseverance in my heart.

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Yanjiao Cemetery.

At this time, in front of a low grave, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

A jug of wine, two glasses.

The man poured a full cup of wine, drank one for himself, and poured one in front of the grave.

"Masao, I'm here to see you. ”

"In the future, I'm afraid that no one will sweep your grave. ”

The man was talking to himself, with a smile on his lips. How strong that wine is at the moment. His smile was as bitter as it was.

He forgot who said that in this life, people will experience three deaths.

When the heart stops beating, it is a physical death. The end of the funeral means death in the social sense. And the last death was forgotten by the last person in the world.

The man knows that if he is gone, I am afraid that no one in this world will remember him.

Huaxia Tianjiao, Zhang Zhengfu, will completely die out in this world.

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On the top of Yan Mountain.

A figure stood proudly.

He was dressed in a white robe, with flying black hair, elegant and majestic.

He is Nie Nantian, the god of war, and he is the patron saint of Huaxia.

He dedicated his life to this country, this land, this people.

Once, Nie Nantian also thought about the scene after he got old.

Find a quiet place with a house, a quiet path, and a creek. Occasionally, old friends come to visit, go fishing together, reminisce about the past, and talk about the recent situation of other old friends. What a scene, maybe the only trouble is the rebellious apprentice.

But now it seems that this scene can only be imagined.

Nie Nantian shook his head and smiled, in that smile, there was indifference, detachment, and the righteousness of the family and country.

The wind is whining, the grass is swaying.

However, the next moment, what Nie Nantian didn't expect was that there was an old man, but he suddenly visited.

"Chu Yun, I really didn't expect to see you at this time?"

Looking at the thin figure strolling from the horizon, Nie Nantian smiled with his hands down.

The immature boy back then has now become a man who stands up to the sky.

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