The sky is getting more and more gloomy, and in Yangzhou, which is like a purgatory on earth, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is day or night at this time.

Under the hazy sky, the turbid dust swirls between the heavens and the earth, the surroundings have long been silent, the desolation is particularly weird, except for the wind raging in the dark, scratching the harsh sound in the air, there is nothing left on the land of Yangzhou.

In the entire Yangzhou, in the vast and vast land, there are very few lives that exist, and the hundreds of thousands of evil soldiers left, and the entire battlefield became even more empty.

Binglan is still struggling to support, she should have reached the limit, but she never gave up, perhaps because there are still a few beliefs in her heart, and there is a life that has not been thought about, many doubts that cannot be let go, and at the moment of death, she can always quickly solve her doubts.

Binglan began to miss that man, the hero of the Northern Wilderness Terran Race, her biological father Song Yishan.

Maybe it didn't have the sword that stabbed her mother back then, and there was no hundred years of experience that imprisoned her at the beginning, in Binglan's heart, that father was still perfect, and he was really a little charming.

He has already broken through the human soul realm, he has incomparably outstanding talent, in the vast but very barren and desolate soil of the Northern Wilderness, for ten thousand years, only Song Yishan is the only existence that has broken through the human soul realm.

He can announce his realm to the world, to deter the world, to deter the demon clan, and at the same time, he will also leave his name in history, in this northern wilderness, for a hundred generations.

But Song Yishan didn't do this, maybe he didn't have to hide his realm cultivation, and if he announced it, he would be able to make the demon clan up and down not dare to act rashly, the demon clan at that time was not as strong as it is now, with Song Yishan's strength at that time, he should be able to easily deal with the entire demon clan.

But he has been hiding his strength after all, not that he doesn't care about the blood and lives sacrificed by his clansmen in the war, but sitting in the position of the emperor of the Northern Wilderness, many things are involuntary.

Maybe the world knows his realm and will be in awe of him, the demon clan will be timid and dare not provoke the Northern Wilderness again, and dare not invade the human race again, but the human race will definitely put pressure on Song Yishan and let him use his own strength to exterminate the demon clan.

This may not be comprehensive enough, after all, it is just Binglan's speculation, and for Binglan, all these doubts have been solved, and many things that are difficult for her to understand have surfaced one after another.

Binglan's talent is also very incomparable, and all of this comes from Song Yishan's bloodline.

Binglan finally stopped thinking deeply, at the moment when her thoughts finally ended, she faced the encounter in front of her very calmly, looking at the strong enemy in front of her, she finally couldn't bear it, her body was exhausted and she fell, landing on the ground behind her back, her hands were already cross-sword, resisting the dragon's claws.

"The king of the demon clan, is this the only ability? If this is the case, there is no need to spare your life, face death, I don't have time to spend it with you!"

The dragon opened its mouth and shouted loudly, it exerted its power again, as it said, it no longer needed to spare Binglan's life, because it was no longer eye-catching for Binglan, and now it just wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, to eradicate everything it wanted to eradicate.

But Binglan is still struggling to support, the power of the demon surrounds Binglan's body, the ground is twisted and shattered, the earth continues to settle, and the power oppresses beyond support.

Binglan put all her strength between her arms, and the blood had already been ground out behind her back, the blood of the demon clan was blue, a faint blue, but it was like a green color, mixed with the earth and sand and stone debris, and half of it.

Binglan didn't want to die, but she couldn't do anything, she knew that she wouldn't last long, this was probably where she was buried, the environment was not beautiful, but more and more disgusting, but at this point, she was no longer allowed to choose.

To be able to get the first full corpse is probably an extravagant hope, this frenzied ShadowClan, controlling the crimson dragon incarnated by this evil force, even if he has strong beliefs and means to protect himself from being counterattacked, it is not ruled out that he has the same evil heart.

"Boom!"

The ground was finally overwhelmed, and there was a dull cracking sound, and as the ground settled, Binglan was almost completely buried by the sand, her arms trembled, and the light of the demon's power gradually became weaker, she knew that no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

"Why bother so hard, I'll give you a ride!"

The dragon opened its mouth again, and the crimson power formed a circular sphere of energy, condensing along the dragon's mouth, it no longer intended to force each other, and was ready to use this blow to end Binglan's life.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a beam of light and shadow flickered, and from the earth not far away, the cyan giant body, vibrating with huge wings, desperately rushed towards the crimson dragon.

The one that was shining with light was the green songbird that had been swept away by the dragon before, and it had already been seriously injured, but after a short period of adjustment, it found that Binglan was in trouble, so it rushed up desperately.

"Hmm, are you in such a hurry to die?"

The giant dragon noticed this scene, and suddenly looked back, the giant pupils looked at the green songbird for a moment, shooting out a very threatening pupil light, the shocked green songbird's huge body trembled, and the fear from the heart haunted its heart, but it still rushed to the dragon desperately, sparing its life for the sake of the Savior.

"Die, then, in the way!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise, coming down the low air, the crimson dragon opened its huge mouth, and the powerful power that was condensed immediately bombarded towards the green songbird, which rushed desperately and wanted to save Binglan, after all, failed to get close to the crimson dragon, and in the middle of the way, it was hit by a huge force on its already seriously injured body, and in an instant, the feathers peeled off, and the body of the green songbird was blasted out of a huge hole.

"Princess Lanlan......"

The green songbird chirped lowly, at the last moment of its life, calling Binglan, it was still used to calling Binglan a princess, because it knew that Binglan didn't like to be a demon king, and in the entire southern demon domain, only the green songbird and Binglan walked closest.

"Qingming ......"

Binglan glanced at the miserously doomed green songbird, calling softly, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes. She failed to live up to the sacrifice of the green songbird, and even if the crimson dragon was distracted to deal with the green songbird, Binglan could not find the slightest chance to break free.

"Now, it's finally your turn again, Lord Demon King. ”

The dragon sneered, opened its mouth again, gathered its strength, and prepared to make a move.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a strong demon light suddenly appeared on Binglan's chest, and the whole demon moon heart that was combined into one was restlessly restless.