Zhuang Yichen took a deep breath, since he could no longer be spared, it was better to make a last fight and save the hundreds of thousands of troops of the human race. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Life and death are not very important, what is important is a kind of affection.

"Collapse for me!" Zhuang Yichen shouted in a deep voice. The internal force took the initiative to rush into the martial hall, absorbing the most original power of the martial artist.

"Boom!" His Royal Highness Golden Martial Subconsciously resisted, but he couldn't disobey Zhuang Yichen's will.

The purest origin power quickly pretended to be pure internal force, and Zhuang Yichen's dantian center made a loud bang, and the internal force finally climbed to the realm of Wu Ru.

"Oh it's not enough!" Zhuang Yichen's long hair was windless, and the Golden Martial Hall began to collapse quickly, and the golden light gradually began to dim.

"Martial Ru Intermediate Rank...... It's barely enough!" Zhuang Yichen's nostrils, eyes, and ears began to ooze a faint amount of blood at this time.

The huge internal force was beyond the limit of what he could bear, and his physical body was faintly about to collapse.

"Void Gap!" Zhuang Yichen solemnly stretched out his palm, and then quickly waved it dozens of meters in front of him.

"Whoa!" The deep space started from the ground, and was directly torn open a crack, spreading all the way into the sky.

There was an endless force of attraction from the crack, and the demon cannon fodder soldiers and some viscounts at the front were sucked in.

"Boom!" Zhuang Yichen's martial hall instantly turned into a small wooden house, and then began to collapse. At this time, the true holy mind in the ancestral aperture suddenly moved.

Under the flickering of light and shadow, Zhuang Yichen's only small remaining martial hall was swept into the ancestral aperture.

"What does it feel like to die...... Zhuang Yichen muttered to himself, maybe this moment is like a different world, maybe he can return to his own world.

His responsibilities have been fulfilled, and he is sorry for those who have affection.

This feeling is like a terminally ill person, facing pain and reluctant relatives, a little unwilling, but a little calm.

The Dao species and the time droplets quickly entered the martial hall, the Dao species was the top, and the time water droplets were the beams. And the true holy mind is emanating as a point of light, scattered everywhere.

At this time, Zhuang Yichen's martial hall can be said to be extremely miserable, with only a roof and a pillar, and a circle of light like an egg floating dismally aside.

The Qiuyuan Sword disappeared from Zhuang Yichen's hand at this time, and after entering the ancestral aperture, it quickly turned into another pillar to support the crumbling Martial Palace.

Even the martial arts hall of the newly advanced martial boy is a hundred times better than his, strictly speaking, the martial hall that Zhuang Yichen exists now is already useless.

Zhuang Yichen's soul quickly dimmed, and his consciousness began to become unconscious, and at this time, the power of the void gap swept him in.

"Damn, is this guy the son of God, and can he even wield such terrifying power as the Void Rift?" Carter and Joan of Arc were stunned and looked at everything in disbelief.

At this time, the void gap has begun to slowly expand, although it is extremely subtle, but the strange power generated by each moment is very terrifying.

There is no doubt that because of the emergence of this gap in time and space, this battle between the human race and the demon race can no longer continue.

"Loyal and brave king!" the soldiers of the loyal and brave army knelt down with tears on their faces, and they witnessed a great life disappear in front of them.

The bits and pieces of getting along with Zhuang Yichen kept swirling in their minds, making them so sad that they couldn't control their tears.

"Loyal and brave king!" At this time, the low-ranking soldiers in the Terran army were also infected, and thinking of Zhuang Yichen's selflessness and fearlessness in this battle, they all slowly knelt down on their proud knees.

No one would doubt that if Zhuang Yichen was given enough time, he would become the leader of the Terrans, and no one would doubt that Zhuang Yichen would bring different changes to the Terrans.

"Childe!" Shui Anran and Jin Kexin showed their figures, looking at the gap in the void, the sadness in their beautiful eyes was intense.

"I don't feel like he's going to die very easily!Let's go, go back to Tiannan and wait for news from him!" Shui Anran grabbed Jin Kexin's wrist, and the figures of the two immediately disappeared into the darkness.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of troops almost knelt on the ground, facing the terrifying void gap, and sacrificed to Zhuang Yichen.

I don't know how many hot-blooded men's tears were scattered on the bloody battlefield at this time, and there were faint cries in my ears.

"Zhuang Yichen, iron-blooded man!" Above the sky, Feng Wuxian's eyes were complicated, and he said slowly after half a sound.

He was bitter in his heart, and he knew in his heart that his holy path would be deferred for at least twenty years because of this selfish deception.

"The gains outweigh the losses, the gains outweigh the losses!" Feng Wuxiao sighed softly in his heart, and couldn't help but feel remorseful.

If Zhuang Yichen shows a trace of ugliness in the face of life and death, then he will find a way to convince himself to make up for all this. But now, Zhuang Yichen has sacrificed himself to save hundreds of thousands of human armies with great courage and mind.

This is a supreme merit, and no matter what reason he uses, he can't hide the fact that he has killed the heroes of the human race.

The rest of the Confucian powerhouses also showed complicated expressions and were silent.

"Retreat! Retreat! Don't let the loyal and brave king die in vain!" At this time, many writers and martial artists shouted loudly.

The army of hundreds of thousands of terrans turned back almost one step at a time, leaving this place of fear, sadness, regret, and sighing.

"Damn! go back!" Demon Carter looked at the gap in the void that was getting bigger and bigger, and finally gave an order helplessly.

"This little guy is making a lot of noise!" At this time, in another space, the Demon Prince and the Demi-Saints stopped almost at the same time, and the demonic energy and holy power rushed down at the same time, and began to repair the void gap.

Soon, the Sanctuary got the news. Sun Sheng was furious, and directly entered the Holy Temple, and only came out after a day and a night.

He brought the Holy Lord's decree to punish Feng Wuqi for guarding the bloody land for three hundred years.

In addition, he also punished some of the literary heroes and martial artists in the Seven Kingdoms, and the discerning people saw that in fact, behind these people stood a certain figure of a half-saint.

The Holy Academy rewarded Zhuang Yichen with a very high standard, and if he had an heir, he would be able to enjoy being cultivated by the Holy Academy all the way to the Great Confucian.

It's a pity that the world knows that Zhuang Yichen has no heirs, so he can only sigh for him, all this from boiling to calm, it was only a moment.

And after the Yan Guo Zhongyong Mansion learned of this, it actually closed the door as soon as possible, and even the envoys of the Holy Courtyard were closed.

But with Wan'er's identity as Zhuang Yichen's undead person at this time, no one would think that she was rude, and no one dared to say it.