Chapter Sixty-Eight: What Happened After the War

"Intercept the Heavens!"

The mysterious phantom said, slowly stretched out a finger, and tapped it in the void, looking powerless, without any power.

Correct......

The void storm suddenly rose, and a thousand-zhang finger seal appeared in the sky, exuding a mysterious, powerful, and majestic aura.

The blood-colored sword qi that Bai Qi unleashed, under this finger, all seemed incomparably small and insignificant.

Rumble!

When the two came into contact, there was no earth-shattering sound of crying ghosts and gods, some were just a crisp sound, and the blood-colored sword qi that had wiped out several immortals instantly fell apart, dissipating and leaving no trace.

"Poof......

Bai Qi suffered the impact, and there were also counterattacks, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The white sword in his hand, a finger mark, was clearly visible, and the remnants of destructive energy remained.

"After eternity, this emperor is still a man from heaven!"

"Apprentice, go!"

After the mysterious phantom struck, he didn't make a move, his majestic eyes revealed domineering, and with a wave of his right hand, the void automatically cracked, forming a spatial channel.

After leaving arrogant words, he was going to take Dong Xuanhai to an unknown region.

Vaguely, through the spatial passage, it can be seen that this is a mountain peak, blooming thousands of miles of lotus flowers.

"Former ...... Seniors bring us!"

Deng Moyan knelt on the ground and hurriedly shouted, the mysterious strong man did not kill Bai Qi, that means that their crisis has not been resolved, and when the mysterious strong man leaves, Bai Qi will inevitably kill them.

Moreover, even if you dodge Bai Qi's killing, what is the use?

Since the fall of Deng Junshan and the others, with their strength, it is difficult to escape the pursuit of the Yu royal family.

Now, only by following the mysterious powerhouse can they hope to live.

It's a pity that their pleas didn't have the slightest effect, and the mysterious powerhouse didn't even look at it, and his figure disappeared into the spatial passage.

Suddenly, Deng Moyan collapsed to the ground, his face like ashes.

Only a few members of the Dong clan showed a bitter smile, Dong Xuanhai was rescued, and he also worshipped the strong as a teacher, which means that the Dong clan's fire is still there.

Maybe tens of millions of years later, there will be another Dong family, standing on this vast land, overlooking all living beings.

"Within a hundred years, as long as you dare to appear, you will be killed!"

Looking at the gradually shrinking space passage, Bai squinted his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

A murderous aura erupted from his body, unscrupulously covering the sky, covering all the land within a radius of several miles.

Deng Moyan and the others were all shrouded in murderous aura.

"See you in the future, you will be an underground soul. ”

Bai Qi smiled and said, as if he had encountered a great happy event.

This is the happiest smile he has ever shown when he came to the Endless Continent.

He turned, paced slowly, and walked into the distance, and as he left, the murderous aura around him became violent.

In the end, there was an explosion.

Deng Moyan and others, in this explosion, there were no bones.

Not even a single scream came out.

......

Zhennan City, the battle has ended, tens of thousands of border troops began to clean up the battlefield, their faces are expressionless, there is no joy of victory, and there is no sadness of the death of their comrades.

They have encountered too many such scenes.

For war, for death, they have become numb.

For ordinary people, except for life and death, the rest is not a big deal, but for the border army, even life and death are not a big deal.

All they have left in their minds is to fight, to keep the enemy out of the country, and to protect the empire from being violated.

This...... Noble ideals.

......

In the city, a mansion, the elite soldiers are on guard, and they are very strict.

Yu Shaojun took the wine sword fairy and looked at Yu Bugui who was lying on the ground, his face showed sadness.

"Your Highness, it's okay if you're okay!"

Yu Bugui's face was pale, bloodless, and he was dressed in a purple robe, which had been dyed red with blood, and turned into a bloody shirt, and when he saw Yu Shaojun, he was obviously relieved.

At this time, the sequelae of burning ancestral blood completely broke out.

In his body, all the tendons and veins were broken inch by inch, and the golden blood, contaminated with obscurity, turned gray-red, like a pool of stagnant water, flowing with difficulty.

Even the dantian has cracked more than ten cracks.

There is constantly immortal energy, flowing away from the cracks, and after all the immortal energy is lost, it is when he becomes a wasted person.

At that point, life is better than death!

"Ancestor, is there a cure?"

Hearing the words of concern, Yu Shaojun hurriedly asked, his heart was like being pressed by a stone, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't expect that the seriously injured Yu Bu would not return, and the first thing he said was not to ask about the battlefield, not to look for a cure, but to ask him if something had happened.

This voice is too heavy, Your Highness.

Besides, Yu does not return, he is still his ancestor.

"Useless, burning ancestral blood is the last resort of our clan, for countless years, many Tianjiao have tried to solve the sequelae of ancestral blood burning, but they have not succeeded. ”

"Your Royal Highness, this seat does not return, 7,000 years ago, the world was arrogant, guarding the South Heavenly Gate for more than 4,000 years, resigned from the clan, and has not returned for a thousand years, this time...... I'm afraid I'm going back. ”

Yu Bugui turned his head with difficulty, looked to the north, and said in a low voice, his pale cheeks revealing a hint of a smile.

That direction is the direction of home.

That smile reveals nostalgia.

Deep in everyone's heart, there is something attached, especially thousands of miles away, lonely people who have guarded a border for thousands of years, watching the sun rise in the east at sunrise, watching the sun set in the west at sunset, and in the evening, under the hazy moonlight, the nostalgia for home has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Home, that faraway place.

Yu Shaojun's body trembled, and his heart twitched fiercely.

Is this the border gate?

There is no life of purple drunken gold, there is no warmth of family harmony, and there is no relaxation that steals half a day's leisure......

What is it?

It's killing, killing ruthlessly, it's looking at the waning moon, holding the cold weapon, sitting under the city wall, listening to the Qiang flute's grievances, closing his eyes, and enduring the tears that come out of his eyes.

"Okay, don't go back, I'll send you back. ”

Yu Youqi's eyes were red, looking at Yu Bu's appearance, leaving two lines of tears, is this still the man of the year who dominates the situation and dictates an era?

In her heart, he is the god of the world, the god of war who wins all battles.

In her heart, he walked the world and left behind a scenery that no one can match.

In her heart, he is peerless......

But now, in that heart, he was finally defeated, lying on the ground, lingering, dying.

"If you had known that today, you shouldn't have come to Nantianmen. ”

It may be that the gap between the front and back is too big, Yu Youqi couldn't help but complain, she blamed Nantianmen for all this.

The people of the Yu royal family all know that the environment of Nantianmen is miserable, the cultivation resources are poor, and compared with the blessed land of Kyushu Cave, one is heaven and the other is earth.

That's why many people don't want to come.

Four thousand years ago, the guardian of the previous generation guarding the South Heavenly Gate fell, and Yu Bugui volunteered to take over this important task.

This treatment is 4,000 years.

That is the world's pride, reduced to the pride of the sky.

In this battle, he was defeated by the men at the end of the sky.