In the air, countless fierce beasts roared bloodthirsty, and the fangs of the forest were reflected in the remnants of the sunset on the horizon, which was extremely cold and cold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The heart-rending howls and scolding of the soldiers, the colorful flying blood flowers, and the flying and falling stumps all tell the tragedy of the battle situation.

The Yellow Emperor could no longer sit in peace, stood with his sword in his hand, and coldly ordered: "Divide all the departments into pieces, gather them and annihilate them!" ”

Under the order of the Yellow Emperor, the soldiers and generals were in a state of turmoil, and in the orders of their respective generals, they formed sporadic formations to encircle and suppress the enemies who appeared around them.

The fierce beasts, demons, and soldiers and generals fought more and more cruelly and bloody.

"Your Majesty, this is not the way to go. The fierce demon conjured up by Xingtian, no matter how our soldiers attacked, they couldn't kill it. ”

Feng Hou approached the chariot and whispered: "Xingtian has been fighting so far, and his true qi has not diminished at all, and now he has broken his head, and he can still not die, because of the ancient artifact bronze in his hand, if he can't be made to abandon the bronze god, I'm afraid that no matter how many soldiers we invest, it won't help......"

"What's the plan?"

"Uh......" After the wind was speechless for a while, she was indecisive, and after hesitating for a moment, she leaned close to the Heavenly Emperor's ear and whispered: "Nine Heavens Xuannu......"

The Emperor of Heaven bowed slightly, and said, "Okay, you will command and dispatch here, and you will come if you go alone." ”

The flames burned violently around Xingtian's body, howling and roaring, like a dragon ascending to heaven, firmly protecting Xingtian in it.

"Earth Fire, Burning Sky!" Xingtian's dull voice like thunder, surrounded by the fire dragon, rolled out, like a god who ruled all things in heaven and earth, coldly announcing the final verdict.

The ground, cracked and clothed, criss-crossed, meandering and extended. Viewed from above, it looks like a picture scroll filled with countless mysterious words, slowly unfolding, showing everyone an ancient world.

The magma, erupting from the cracks, seemed to be bound by an unknown force, and rested on the raised strips of earth with incomparable precision, as if building a completely new thing.

More and more magma accumulated, dark red sparks dotted, burning the plains, and bursts of black smoke drifted away with the wind, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The five small formations surrounding Xingtian ignited monstrous flames in unison, and hundreds of streams rushed towards the formation at Xingtian's feet. Then it is compatible and united, like a rushing torrent, roaring in an uproar, soaring in the air.

Dense, innumerable flames, or like a fire dragon blooming, or like a fire tree blooming, or like a meteor rushing backwards, ever-changing, no law can be captured, with deep despair and fear, drowning all the soldiers in the air.

Looking at the world, the sea of fire is raging, and the flames are monstrous!

Wherever the waves of fire passed, the sound of wailing and screaming was endless.

The Wind Queen controlled the Fengshen bag with all her might, and tried her best to lay layers of enchantments in the air to keep some of the soldiers safe. However, when he saw the soldiers around him, running and crying in the flames, he still felt that his heart was like a knife, and the pain was unspeakable, so he could only scold angrily: "Xingtian, I don't know who you listen to rumors, the death of Emperor Yan, the truth is not clear, why do you so do not distinguish between right and wrong, and wantonly kill soldiers." What is the difference between such an act and the ferocious thug in your mouth! ”

"Hmph, after the wind, have you forgotten how Chiyou died! Forget about the fate of Nulu and Ying Long! ”

Xingtian held the bronze Qianqi in his hand, pacing calmly in the sea of fire on the ground, his stomach rose and contracted, and the sound of thunder buzzed: "If you don't want to watch the soldiers under your command die tragically, let the Yellow Emperor come out and fight with me to the death!" ”

There was silence in the air for a moment, and then the sound behind the wind drowned out the crackling sound of the flames in the sky and the terrible wails of the soldiers, and reverberated between heaven and earth: "I am afraid that your wish will be frustrated. The Yellow Emperor has died in the flames of the burning sky and boiling the sea! ”

Seeing that the Yellow Emperor was still unable to defeat Xingtian, he used this kind of indiscriminate method, and suddenly became angry and anxious, and scolded: "The dignified gods, they don't dare to fight, but they bully Xingtian without a head and can't see!" Despicable, shameless! Xingtian, don't fall for him! ”

Xingtian's body trembled slightly, and his feet stood still for a long time, as if they were filled with heavy lead.

"After the wind, is you a three-year-old child! Such nonsense, you also say it, it is shameless! ”

In the air, the flames gradually dissipated, revealing less than 2,000 remaining soldiers, standing in the air with a frightened and hesitant face, without any morale at all. It's not that they're timid and afraid of fighting, but whoever faces an opponent who can't be killed, or even can't fight weakly, won't have the slightest fighting spirit.

The remnant sun is thousands of wisps, swaying down, and I don't know whether the sunset stains the earth red, or the blood on the earth reflects the sunset.

"Xingtian, what the Queen of the Wind said is true!"

A pleasant sound like the chirping of a hollow bird, from the distance in the sky, came slowly.

Two figures, one is the Yellow Emperor in the imperial robe and the dragon crown, and the other is a fairy wearing a light purple skirt with fluttering silk, her eyes are as clear and clear as an autumn lake, her sword eyebrows are lying obliquely and horizontally, and under the high bridge of her nose is a pair of thin red lips, which are slightly pursed at the moment, as if she wants to imprison all the pain in her teeth.

"Girl, why are you!" Mu Shan withdrew his gaze from the illusion in disbelief, stared at the phoenix on the side tightly, and muttered, "Could it be ...... Everything about you has been predestined since ancient times? ”

Everyone also felt incredible, their eyes wandering back and forth between the Nine Heavens Xuannu and the Phoenix Immortal, and they were speculating in their hearts.

Feng Xian seemed to be unconscious, still holding Lu Bu firmly, no matter what earth-shattering things happened behind him.

In the illusion, the arrival of the Nine Heavens Xuannu far exceeded Xingtian's expectations, and for a while, Xingtian's ferocious and murderous aura was greatly restrained, and the bronze cadre lowered the ground and asked in a low voice: "You ......, you shouldn't come here, ......this is our man's business." He's really dead! ”

The eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu slowly patrolled in the sea of corpses and blood on the ground, and every time she stopped, her eyebrows tightened tighter, and when she saw that Xingtian had no head, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The figure flew low and landed like a frightened sky, and the jade was barefoot, gently stepping on the plasma all over the ground, and walked to Xingtian's side step by step, his eyes were full of mist, and he didn't know whether he was grieving for the countless soldiers, or weeping for the bleak situation of Xingtian at the moment.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu walked to the side of Xingtian's corpse, hugged him tightly, and her low voice, like a whisper, continued to echo between heaven and earth: "The Yellow Emperor is dead......

The warm and soft words of "Bell ......", as if with irresistible magic, the bronze cadre in Xingtian's hand fell heavily, and the whole person seemed to have lost all vitality and vitality, standing like a statue.

The sunset melts gold, the sunset brocade, beautiful and ephemeral.

On the ground, on the top of the mountain of corpses dozens of feet high, the two figures hugged each other tightly, silently saying nothing to each other, just like that, standing quietly, standing for eternity.