At this time, the scene faded from the seriousness and solemnity of being the Emperor of Heaven, and he was full of grief like all fathers who had lost their beloved sons, but he could not express these pains, but could only let them ferment and rot in his heart, and then remind himself over and over again how failed he was as a father. Although I can't feel how much pain he has, I know that no matter how strong and strong a person is, he will always be the same weak in front of his family. So I understood his feelings very well, and finally understood why he insisted on going out in person despite everyone's opposition.

Because of the deep hatred between him and Shen Yuan, not only did Shen Yuan once want to usurp his status and power, but also Shen Yuan killed his favorite child. The battle for the throne can still be handed over to others to fight on his behalf, but as a father, he must avenge the murder of his son.

I didn't know what I had to say to comfort Jing Rong at this point, even though I had always been good at comforting people until then. Fortunately, Jing Rong did not lose control of his emotions in grief like my guests, and after a while, he regained his usual look, and returned to the preparations for war with me.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

As early as a quarter of an hour ago, the Heavenly Realm generals had already been guarding the teleportation point under the organization of the three of Xiuhe, and I had changed into the clothes of the Heavenly Soldiers in advance, and after everyone was ready, I pretended to be an entourage and appeared here with Jing Rong. Jing Rong didn't make any more tirades, but simply encouraged everyone to say a few words, and then stood at the front of the team, waiting for the arrival of the time.

Although I have participated in and witnessed several wars in the human world for thousands of years, and I am used to the scene of confrontation between the two armies, I still feel very nervous at the thought of 100,000 heavenly soldiers standing behind me at this moment. And each of them had a kind of indifference on their faces, which made me feel a huge pressure. I stood helplessly, clasping my hands in an attempt to calm my mind. The floater standing behind me sensed my abnormal emotion, raised his hand and gently pressed my shoulder, and then comforted me in a voice that only the two of us could hear:

"Don't worry, it's going to be over soon, you have to trust us. ”

The sound of the float is very gentle, like the wind blowing flowers in April. When I listened to it, I only felt a warmth in my heart, and I consciously put my mind at ease. However, time did not give me more opportunities to relax, and after a while, Jingrong's solemn voice sounded in our ears:

"Let's go. ”

Just these two simple words officially kicked off the war. As soon as the words fell, Jing Rong did not drag at all, and took the lead in stepping into the teleportation formation, and then, a few of us followed Jing Rong's footsteps and teleported to the vast desert through the formation.

Wang Wei's sentence "The desert is lonely, the sun sets on the long river" is almost a well-known sentence, as long as the desert is mentioned, most people will always think of this poem, and it is at this time that we stepped into this desert called "the flower forgotten by God".

It was almost dusk, and the round sunset with a tragic orange-red color reflected on the yellow sand that could not see the boundary, adding another layer of sad color to this already tragic scene. This exaggerated and beautiful color should be the love of countless photography enthusiasts, but at this moment, it is not only these beautiful arts that are in front of our eyes, but also the countless demon warriors.

Obviously, our surprise attack had no effect, because as soon as we stepped into the sand, we were greeted by a uniform, sword-wielding enemy. I felt a little unbelievable about this, but Jing Rong seemed to have already guessed that this would be the case, not only did he not have any surprised expression, but even stepped forward directly and shouted Shen Yuan's name in a deep voice.

Bursts of heat waves seemed to transmit Jingrong's voice far away, and after a while, Shen Yuan's figure appeared in our sight, and beside him, it was not surprising that Sinan had completely lost his consciousness and had become a puppet.

I saw Sinan, who was dull-eyed, slow-moving, and disgraced, almost screamed, but fortunately, I covered my mouth in time and didn't do anything excessive. It's just that I didn't control my tears, and in the blink of an eye, tears poured out.

Sinan's appearance not only had such an impact on me, but also played a great role in stimulating Jingrong and Chenbei behind me. Jing Rong was quite calm, just clenched his fists and did not show too much. Chenbei was very excited, if he hadn't been stopped by the floaters, he was afraid that he would have rushed to the front of Shen Yuan by now, and he would have fought to the death with him to avenge Sinan.

Thinking that Shen Yuan wanted to achieve such an effect, seeing the performance of a few of us, he raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction. Then he took two steps forward, widened the distance between him and Sinandi, and shouted triumphantly to Jing Rong:

"Do you think you can succeed in a child's trick? I'm sorry to disappoint you, I've been waiting here for a long time. ”

Facing Shen Yuan's sneer, Jing Rong was unmoved. He placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and replied in a tone of utter calm and indifference:

"I don't care to use any tricks, and I came here just to take your life earlier. ”

"Sure enough, the Heavenly Emperor's shelf is big, are you still the little dragon with weak mana that year?"

In order to show his momentum, while speaking, Shen Yuan shook his body and recovered his true body. The slightest movement of the huge body brought a burst of yellow sand flying, and it happened to block the setting sun that was still setting, casting a large shadow on the yellow sand, enveloping us all in it.

Jing Rong's threat to him did not show any exaggeration, and even had a trace of disdain, he only raised his head and glanced at Shen Yuan silently, and snorted coldly:

"You are a dragon, the spells are all water system, in this yellow sand, water is more expensive than gold, there is not enough water, how long do you think your spells can last. ”

"I naturally have a way to solve this, don't worry about your old man. If you're really idle, think about how you're going to collect the bodies of your companions and sons. ”

"Don't worry, what I will do next, in addition to fighting, is to collect your body and bury you back in the West Sea. ”