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Kill!

In the dark world, the sound of shouting and killing shook the heavens and the earth.

The Heavenly Court army entered the Beizhen Cangyuan from all directions and fought with the Heavenly Demon army.

Poof!

Suddenly, blood splattered, blood stained the sky, and as soon as the confrontation began, the Heavenly Court army suffered heavy losses.

You must know that they are facing the world's strongest people in the suppressed realm, and before the suppressed realm, the weakest ones are in the heavenly realm, even though the heavenly demon army has been suppressed to the same realm as them, but this combat power cannot be said to be the same.

Kill!

Fortunately, reinforcements from the major forces of the Heavenly Court came from all directions, and the descendants of the emperor also joined the battle, but Rao was like this, and the monks of Great Chu were still turned into ashes in patches.

Ye Chen killed, like a shock, extremely powerful, wearing the Heavenly Battle Armor, hanging the Chaos Divine Ding, holding the Blood Spirit Divine Knife in his hand, stepping on the sea of demons, where he passed, there was a pool of blood.

Later, Taixu Gulong, Zixuan, Ji Ningshuang, Liu Yi and Zhou Ao also joined the battle, and the battle was barely leveled.

"What about the people of the Haotian family?" Ye Chen slashed a demon soldier with a knife and saved a child of the Beihai family.

"Was... It was surrounded in Cangmang Mountain. ”

"Leave the North Earthquake Cangyuan and retreat to the south. Ye Chen put down the disciple, swept a piece with a knife, and went straight to the Cangmang Mountain that shook the Cangyuan in the north, he was like a god of war, no one could stop him.

Since the unification of Great Chu, the Haotian family, like the Duyun family, the Ouyang family, and the Nangong family, has moved back to the land of Northern Chu from the land of Southern Chu, and the older generation of monks are all lovers.

He did not object to this at the time.

At that time, the Great Chu was the territory of the Heavenly Court, and it was the same in Southern Chu and Northern Chu, whether it was the Haotian family or the Nangong family, they were all under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, and they were the major princes of the Heavenly Court.

However, at this moment, he regretted it, regretting that he should not let the Haotian family return to their homeland, otherwise it would not be so miserable.

Even though he still has a grudge against the Haotian family, time may have worn everything out, and he began to accept the Haotian family, but it was in this chaotic northern earthquake plain.

On the Void Heaven side, the people of the Xuantian family are trying to kill.

The older monks of the Xuantian family are desperate, and they are only willing to fight a way out for their younger generations.

Hold on! Hold on!

Wei Wenzhuo was covered in blood, carrying Dongfang Yuyan, who was also covered in blood, she received a devastating blow, her eyebrows were pierced by a finger, her natal soul was routing, and the soul fire was being extinguished.

"Wei Wenzhuo, thousand... Thousands of years later, you... Will you still remember me?" Dongfang Yuyan's eyes were dim, his expression was confused, his smile was poignant, and when he said a word, blood immediately gushed out of his mouth, wetting his clothes.

"Yes, I will. Wei Wenzhuo's body was trembling, and his eyes were full of tears.

"I... I should be glad that in the most... The best years, met my favorite... Loved ones. ”

"You won't wait long. ”

"I'm in Nai... On the bridge, engraved... Engrave your name and write... Write my vows, beg on... God bless my lang, I will not go to the past, I will not forget the east... Dongfang Yuyan ....... ”

Dongfang Yuyan's words were intermittent and faint to the extreme, even though he used up his last strength, he still didn't finish his words, his cheek was quietly pressed against his back, and two lines of poignant tears flowed.

"I prostrated before the Buddha and continued a period of precursor. Wei Wenzhuo was still talking, laughing with tears, even though he knew that she couldn't hear, but he still said, "In the next reincarnation, lift your red hijab again, and we will have a bunch of children ......." ”

Ay!

Seeing Wei Wenzhuo like this, the Xuantian family elders who were still fighting sighed one after another.

Rumble!

Ahead, the black and suppressed demon soldiers were swept away by a sword, and Qianyanyue came in and saved the Xuantian family, but she failed to save Dongfang Yuyan, this is a war, even if she has mercy in her heart, she has no time to die to pity.

Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

In the eastern void sky, there are ten thousand swords ringing, and wherever they pass, the demon soldiers are killed in pieces.

It was Ji Ningshuang who made the shot, and he used Ye Chen's own magical power, which was a secret technique of group attack, and it was the most suitable to use at this time.

If Ye Chen is like a world-famous god of war, then she is a world-famous queen, no one can stop her pace all the way, and she was killed by one of them and landed on a mountain peak.

On the top of the mountain, there are thirty or fifty figures, all of whom are the female elders of the Qixi Palace, who are protecting their saints at the moment.

Xu Nuoyan's injury is very bad, not much better than Dongfang Yuyan, it is also a soul injury, if it weren't for the alchemist's strong soul power, I'm afraid she would have been wiped out, but even so, it can't stop her soul from constantly collapsing.

Walk!

Ji Ningshuang carried Xu Nuoyan on her back and fought her way out of the mountain with many female elders of Qixi Palace.

"Heaven also... It's still fair. Xu Nuoyan's cheek was attached to Ji Ningshuang's back, and her smile was a little poignant.

Ji Ningshuang frowned slightly, but she didn't say a word, still wielding the Xuanling Divine Sword, sweeping the demon soldiers who surrounded her.

"You're still that... A woman dressed as a man, and... It's as handsome as I remember. Behind her, Xu Nuoyan was still muttering softly, her eyes were blurred, and the divine light in her eyes was dissipating.

"Ji Wuchen, next life to you... If you are a man, marry... It's good to marry me. She smiled silly, with tenderness, and said something that a woman should not have said to another.

Hearing this, Ji Ningshuang's delicate body trembled, and the killing sword she swung was stunned, and she was almost hit hard.

Perhaps, it was only at this time that she really understood Xu Nuoyan's mind.

It's all the heavens that are doing it, but she dressed as a man, but they met in Dancheng, but the infatuated woman fell in love with her who was dressed as a man.

Where is justice in the heavens, weaving creation, and making red dust, how can there be Ji Wuchen in this world, a name that does not exist, but it is to make a woman remember when she dies, and she must be engraved in her soul, and she will meet again in the next life.

Behind him, the murmur dissipated, and Xu Nuoyan's beautiful eyes, which she always didn't want to close, closed tremblingly, and only two lines of poignant tears crossed the poignant cheeks, leaving a love affair with God.

Ji Ningshuang was silent, feeling guilty, it was her, leaving a wisp of red dust behind her.

Ay!

With a secret sigh, she crossed the void in one step, slashed a demon soldier, and fought her way out of the encirclement.

Ay!

In a blood-soaked Yuelao Temple, Poria and Old Man Zhuge also sighed.

In front of me, there is an old ancient tree, hung with uneven layers of red ropes, on each red rope, there is a small wooden plaque, each small wooden plaque, engraved with the names of two.

Under the old tree, there was a woman lying on one side, and a young man on the other, the two didn't want to see each other, but they were holding hands, one was wearing a white dress, the other was wearing a wedding dress, one was called Lizhang, and the other was Haotian Shixue.

Today, it was supposed to be their happy day, but when the heavenly demons invaded, their newlywed became a funeral.

The old man Zhuge and Poria turned their backs one after another, and did not rescue them, because this couple was already dying of life and death, even if Da Luo Jinxian was alive, they could not be saved.

"Hopefully, in the next life, we will still be husband and wife. Lizhang smiled tiredly, and his dim eyes gradually dissipated the last trace of divine light.

"I'll wait for you under the old tree. Haotian Shixue smiled softly, her cheeks tilted, and a pair of beautiful eyes full of tears slowly closed, shedding her last two lines of tears in this red dust.

Ay!

Poria and Old Man Zhuge sighed again, waved their hands to lift the two up, and buried them under the old tree.

Perhaps, this is their best destination, Huangquan as a companion, hand in hand, but on the bridge, Meng Po's soup is a cup of wine, guarding the old tree, hoping to live with the old white head in the next life.

The old man Zhuge and Poria are gone, but on the old tree, there are two flowers, one is Lizhang and the other is Shixue.