"Get out of here!"

In front of the passage, a colorful offensive fell towards the immovable figure standing in front of the passage.

Bright orange ripples appeared around Ji Mingyuan's body, dissolving the offensive bit by bit.

His eyes were closed, and tears of blood kept falling, dripping onto the soil.

Ji Mingyuan's body was constantly trembling, it was an irrepressible trembling.

His body had reached its limit.

But he must not waver.

These Great Emperors must not be released back into the Six Realms, and the power of destruction must not be allowed to enter the Six Realms.

Strands of blood intermittently spurted out of Ji Mingyuan's body, and gradually even the blood that spurted out dried up, and occasionally one or two drops dripped down from the wound.

He was suddenly buried with some understanding, and he understood the thoughts of those friends who had been getting farther and farther away from him for countless years.

It's not that they are really willing to be so ruthless, willing to sacrifice some innocent people to save more people.

When they make every decision, there is also deep pain hidden under that calm face.

But they couldn't afford to watch so many people die and watch from the sidelines for the sake of their name.

They are also struggling in pain, struggling to get others to live well.

If sacrificing themselves can make both people live well, they will not hesitate.

However, the reality is too cold and unforgiving.

forced them to endure the torment in their hearts and choose a method with less blood and tears, even if this method is not correct at all, it will become a sharp knife in anyone's mouth.

Just like he is now, he is blocking here, blocking those emperors, those monks on the way back to the Six Realms, just to let these people die, use their deaths to delay time for the Six Realms, and make the beings of the Six Realms pay less price.

Maybe their hands are bloodied at the moment, so he can be at ease.

But what if they didn't stain their hands with blood?

Could he just let them go?

Even if they hadn't stained their hands with blood, he would never be able to get out of the way at this moment.

Even if everything he had held on to all his life had been destroyed by his actions at this moment, he would never get out of the way.

Because this is a responsibility that his ability brings to him, he cannot escape it, he must bear it.

He sounded the death knell for his ideals with his own hands, and he will be the burial object of his ideals.

This is his ultimate answer.

On the Yin Mountain.

Mu Tianzi opened his arms.

The tenacious broken sky silk was intertwined one by one, clinging to Mu Tianzi's body and constantly intertwining, as if silk threads were weaving rapidly, about to turn into a bright yellow robe.

The bright yellow robe had been formed in a moment, and it fit very well, setting off the already heroic Mu Tianzi more and more coercive and solemn.

Sheng Ji carefully helped Mu Tianzi tidy up the robe, smoothed out every wrinkle, and took care of Mu Tianzi's whole body neatly one by one, and there was no longer Mu Tianzi's wrinkled and sloppy appearance on weekdays.

Sheng Ji sighed softly, and put the five Zhenyue swords on Mu Tianzi's waist one by one, and with the wave of her slender fingers, the broken heavenly silk bulged, wrapping the Zhenyue sword and firmly fixing it on Mu Tianzi's waist.

Sheng Ji finally walked around to Mu Tianzi, slowly pulled Mu Tianzi's collar, finished the crescent moon with his eyebrows and eyes, and showed a satisfied smile.

"As I said, I will never be a widow in my life. Sheng Ji stretched out his fingers, and slowly rubbed the back of his fingers against Mu Tianzi's face, "Let's go, for your world, for your people." ”

The corners of Mu Tianzi's mouth twitched for a long time, and then he finally sighed, reached out and shook Sheng Ji's slightly cool little hand, and said, "I owe you in this life, and I will pay it back in the next life." ”

"You don't owe me anything. Sheng Ji smiled and touched Mu Tianzi's chest slightly with his forehead, "You are the king of the world, you naturally have to pay for your people, this is the fate of the king, I already knew it when I decided to marry you." After all these years, I have never regretted it, and I have never complained. ”

Mu Tianzi laughed and said, "Okay, let's go, let them see what the kings of the world look like." ”

"Good. Sheng Ji smiled and nodded, shook hands with Mu Tianzi, and turned to face the passage to the ghost country.

"Shhhh

In the distance, there were bursts of neighing of horses, and bursts of roaring sounds resounded throughout the four fields.

In the night, the figures of eight horses suddenly jumped out, neighing, galloping, and came towards Yinshan.

"Father-maker, it's father-maker, they're here!" Sheng Ji suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Eight horses of different colors stepped into the air, and each time their vigorous limbs swayed around them, a storm reverberated through the mountains.

A horse that seemed to be burning with flames galloped the fastest, and a pair of wings like blood-red crystals spread out on its back, and every vibration could set off a storm that overturned the river and the sea.

Chu Feng looked at the horse that burned the night sky like a flame, his expression was full of surprise and consternation.

Lijuan in the distance exclaimed even more in surprise: "Huoyun!"

Huoyun returned to Lishui with Liwan after the Ten Thousand Gully Mountains, but left on its own soon after.

No one had ever seen it for so many years, and Chu Feng had never had time to look for its traces.

But Chu Feng never expected that he would see Huoyun here at this moment.

The fire cloud fell in front of Chu Feng, lowered his head, buried himself in Chu Feng's arms, rubbed it repeatedly, and snorted.

Chu Feng also smiled, gently stroked Huoyun's soft mane, and patted Huoyun's strong neck with his other hand.

"Your Majesty!"

The figure of a man suddenly flashed, and behind him seven horses of different coats and colors stared at everything around him with eyes full of spirituality.

Chu Feng looked at the man and felt a little familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that this was the beast tamer who sold Huoyun to him back then.

"Your Majesty is late, please atone for your sins!" the man bowed and saluted, and the blood on his body was still dripping.

"On the way here, we encountered some accidents, and some enemies entangled us, but fortunately, with the help of some seniors, we were able to get out of trouble. A young man in white who was quite handsome and good-looking also landed suddenly, holding a jade flute in his hand, and waved at Mu Tianzi and Sheng Ji respectively, "I have seen His Majesty Mu Tianzi and Sister Sheng Ji, and I thanked Your Majesty for not killing me back then, so I came to repay the favor today." ”

"Hmph. Mu Tianzi snorted coldly.

Sheng Ji frowned a little displeased and pulled the sleeve of the Mu Tianzi.

The man in white smiled and said, "Of course, it's too hypocritical to say this, I was just invited by Sister Sheng Ji, and I have nothing to do with you Mu Tianzi." ”

Mu Tianzi rolled his eyes before he said, "Let's go in." ”

"If Your Majesty wants to fight to the death, please ask your subordinates to ride!" the man hugged his fists.

Mu Tianzi looked at the eight horses and smiled, and said, "Why are these horses innocent, why bother to die in battle with ......the lonely king?"

Mu Tianzi looked at Sheng Ji's expression and added, "...... And Sheng Ji is enough. ”

Mu Tianzi took Sheng Ji's hand and stepped into the passage, and disappeared in an instant.

"Ha, I didn't expect Mu Tianzi to have such a time. The jade flute in the white-clothed man's hand turned, "Then presumably Mu Tianzi's death is also worth watching." ”

As he spoke, the man stepped into the passage, not asking what was on the other side of the passage.

The man stood stunned for a long time before turning to look at the eight horses, waved his hand, and said, "Go back." ”

When the man had finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to enter the passage.

Several horses stepped forward, grabbed the man's shirt, gasped for breath, and dragged backwards, as if to persuade the man not to go.

The man smiled slightly, gently pulled out his sleeve, reached out and patted the foreheads of those horses, and said softly: "Go back, Your Majesty is as kind to me as a mountain, it is impossible for me to turn my back on Your Majesty at this time, go back, your family is still waiting for you." ”

As he spoke, the man strode into the passage without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

Several horses looked at each other, and a little crystal tears fell from their eyes full of spirituality, and they raised their necks and neighed in the sky.

A blue-orange steed let out a wail, its sturdy hooves raised, and its body was thrown into the passage like orange lightning, and the rest of the steeds seemed to be greatly inspired, and one followed one after the other into the blood-colored passage.

Huoyun snorted slightly, licked Chu Feng's cheek with his rough tongue, and rubbed the cheek of Liwan, who had finally arrived closer, before turning around and slowly walking towards the blood-colored passage.

"Fire Cloud—" Liwan called softly, trying to call back Fire Cloud.

Huoyun stopped, looked back at Chu Feng and Liwan, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance.

But it turned its head and took a stride, and faded into the blood-colored passage.

"Boom!"

Ji Mingyuan's defense was full of flaws.

His body had been battered to pieces.

But he still stood in the way of the passage, as if it were a Tarzan, towering and immovable.

"Get out of the way!" An emperor had red eyes, and rushed towards Ji Mingyuan with a roar, the huge war hammer in his hand wrapped in a wave of crazy power smashed down, smashing on Ji Mingyuan's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Bang!"

Ji Mingyuan's skull shattered instantly, red and white, splashing all over the emperor's face.

The Emperor looked ecstatic, thinking that he had finally struck the stumbling block in his way, and he tried to pull away the body that had already run out of blood.

But the headless body seemed to have taken root, like a mountain, and even if he used his most powerful strength, he couldn't push it at all.

There was infinite madness in his eyes, and the war hammer in his hand was raised high again, he wanted to split the mountain in front of him!

If splitting doesn't work, then destroy the whole mountain!