Chapter 128: My sword is invincible
Rain cats and dogs.
The procession, which had traveled from the western frontier to the Mother River King's Tent at full speed, stopped in the heavy rain...... Every young man in this team was in a state of confusion at the moment, and all the sackcloth they wore was wet with rain, the starlight burned, and the rain turned into mist, and the horses under them were restless, beating the ground with their hooves, and then it was not long before they seemed to sense the emotions of their respective masters, and the horses gradually changed from irritable to tame, and finally lowered their heads and chewed on the cold frost grass clippings.
Tian Yu was drenched in heavy rain, his forehead was no longer hot, and the nightmare feeling before had all dissipated at this moment, he had never been as awake as he was now, and he had never been so helpless as he was now.
The "bane" that was planted by the rulers of the mother river back then has now formed a flame.
Tian Yu turned his head and looked in the direction he came...... In his hometown, he took all his relatives to the White Wolf King's account, and now there is no doubt that he, along with the "magnates" of the entire mother river, has become the public enemy of the people, the "Eastern Emperor" who was resurrected from 2,000 years ago, and in this grassland war, he controls the most important things.
Popularity.
What the Eastern Emperor wanted was perhaps not the establishment of a new order.
He simply wanted to destroy the mother river and the system that Urle had established.
If this war continues to spread, the people of the western frontier will soon join the struggle against the mother river, and the number will increase, and it symbolizes not that the battle of the mother river will become more difficult, but the collapse of the grassland system, even if the mother river is finally victorious, it will not be able to continue to consolidate its rule.
The little white wolf came to Tian Yu's side, and his voice was hoarse: "Now there is someone who has done what you want to do in advance...... The consequences of this incident are irreversible and irreversible. ”
The light of the rain spread faintly beside the two of them.
"The deeper you buri, the deeper the wound. Tian Yu lowered his eyebrows, he shook his head, and said bitterly: "In fact, if I had told the western border about this earlier...... Then the result will be very different. At the beginning of the 'source of evil', the mother river took action to solve this disaster, did not cause too many casualties, did not cause too many families to be scattered, did not cause many people to die, and then announced our 'faults' to these people, history is only history after all, remove this fig leaf, the king's account may be shamed, but at least it can let everyone know that we have made mistakes, and we are changing. ”
The little white wolf fell silent.
He looked up and said, "But...... What now?"
Everything has already happened.
"Instead of worrying about whether the 'mother river' can return to its original status, it is better to worry about ...... How to end this war. Tian Yu raised his head and looked at the "Yuan Sha" floating in all directions, he coughed painfully, and said in a dull voice: "The iron cavalry of the Eastern Emperor is attacking the defense line of the mother river, and he is the initiator of all this, if we can kill him, then this turmoil, at least can come to an end, and there is already a problem with public opinion in the western border...... Kill the Eastern Emperor, and we still have a chance to make amends. ”
The whole grassland is filled with "source evil".
This plague symbolizes the arrival of the Eastern Emperor, and no one knows better than Tian Yu how huge the number of source demons is...... It took several hours to clear the local evil qi in Longya Mountain with a chasing charm, and it was only a little remnant, and according to the follow-up deduction, the entire stone wall of Longya Mountain should be covered with the source evil, the real evil qi
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Condensation, it should not be a mist cotton wool, not a gaseous state, but a water droplet, or even a solidified crystal, such a crystal, in the hands of the Eastern Emperor, will bring a greater disaster than the iron cavalry rush.
He is a complete destroyer.
And the only one who can sanction the Eastern Emperor is the one who stood on the opposite side of darkness two thousand years ago.
Tian Yu looked in the direction of the mother river and muttered, "Urle ......"
......
......
"Whoosh".
In front of the Eastern Emperor, there was a floating black-robed figure.
Ning Yi was also wearing a black robe, but between his sleeves and robes, there was a crisp crackling sound, the scorching thunder light, divinity, and sword qi reflected his cheeks from time to time, and his body did not have the shadow of the Eastern Emperor, but more like a pure light.
Between the two, they are only half a mile apart, but they seem to be separated by a moat.
The cold wind in the sky blew the robes and sideburns of Donghuang and Ning Yi.
Under the two of them, there are iron horses fighting each other, the "old department" of the Eastern Emperor - those ancient iron horses that crawled out of the unknown darkness, the number is endless, as long as the source of black fog has not dissipated, these iron horses do not seem to be exhausted, and the combat power of the mother river has poured out, and in the long front, there is already a tendency to rout.
A watershed in stark distinction.
Black and white.
Darkness and light.
"I've ...... Won. Donghuang looked at Ning Yi, word by word, his voice became more and more grandiose, and said: "Until now, can you still think that you symbolize light as before? Can you see the angry expressions of those people in the western border now......? Didn't you do anything wrong at the beginning, didn't Mu He do anything wrong?"
He looked at Ning Yi, as if he was looking at the man wearing the lionheart mask at the beginning, and at this moment it seemed to have returned to two thousand years ago, and what came to his mind was the picture of fighting to the end on the Heavenly God Plateau.
The man in the lionheart mask was condescending, announcing his victory to himself.
Now the situation is reversed.
Donghuang laughed, he looked down at the dead people who had gone forward and followed him, those lives buried by his iron horse, swallowed up in the torrent of the source of evil, the pleasure of revenge filled his chest, and now he wanted to see the frustration of "Urle" even more.
Then he raised his head and looked at Ning Yi, wanting to see the pain in the other party's eyes.
However, it did not ...... There were many regrets in Ning Yi's eyes, and after knowing the cause and effect, he remained silent.
The aura of the source evil suspended in front of everyone is still reflecting the scene here, so Ning Yi is silent, everyone can see his silence, this young man who fought in the bronze platform of the mother river "Heavenly God descends to earth", was Fu Sheng, the White Wolf King, and thought that the young man who was the second "Ulle", under the language of the Eastern Emperor, he was no longer able to speak and could not fight back.
Such a scene has confirmed the facts that the Eastern Emperor said.
On the western frontier, more people who do not want to believe are pale and frustrated.
Heavy rain swaying.
Ning Yi spoke slowly.
"The mother river is wrong. ”
These four words fell like thunder, and Ning Yi's voice was very soft, but it fell on the hearts of the grassland kings, but it was very heavy.
However, the Eastern Emperor frowned.
Ning Yi said softly.
"So we're doing
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At a cost. ”
The White Wolf King's lips were white, and he noticed that the words Ning Yi used were "we", not "them...... There is only one word difference between these two words, but the real meaning is completely different.
"Also...... I'm not Urle. ”
Ning Yi looked at Donghuang, and he said softly: "My surname is Ning, and my single name is Yi...... But you're right, I have a lot in common with 'Urle', like me and him, we both like to call ourselves bright. ”
He suspended on the opposite side of the Eastern Emperor and said calmly: "People always have to learn, they always have to see...... This is the meaning of the existence of light, and without darkness, people do not know how to cherish. He and I have never been saviors, but ...... With great power comes great responsibility. ”
Donghuang chuckled softly.
With great power comes great responsibility.
This sentence sounds really funny...... Especially from the mouth of this young man whose cultivation realm is the same as himself, what ability does he have, he is just a life star, and what responsibility does he bear?
Ning Yi's eyebrows, a wisp of green brilliance, became more and more grand.
"Word scroll, open. ”
He pressed a finger to the center of his brow.
The majestic vitality suddenly rolled away from the center of the eyebrows, as if the original "Yuan" poured the sky, this shower fell, and the vitality also landed at the same time, countless iron riders from the mother river, felt the pain on their bodies, suddenly alleviated by three points, the wound was light, and the sword qi was lingering, they raised their heads, looked at the source of this gift, and then silently clutched their swords, continued to rush forward, and collided with the black fog of "Source Evil".
The sound of fighting in the sky.
Ning Yi closed his eyes and continued to say softly: "Mountain scroll, open." ”
A second flash of blue light jumped.
The river of the Apocalypse in the distance, countless wisps of black murderous aura, uncontrolled leaps up, a whole pitch-black, polluted river, separated at this moment, black and white under the power of the "mountain scroll", up and down, the clear water of the mother river, fell back to the riverbed again.
The Eastern Emperor's expression suddenly became gloomy.
Ning Yi took a light breath, and there was a scroll of life characters...... At this moment, in Xu Qingyan's hands, he failed to refine.
He slowly opened his eyes.
A majestic voice resounded over the steppe.
"Wang Qi, return to the throne!"
A fierce falcon roared, as if it was about to pierce the void and smash everything.
The untouched banner of the eagle in the vulture's territory suddenly rose into the air, turning into a stream of light that swept towards the thunderous dome.
There was a boom, and thunder flashed.
Meanwhile.
In the king's tent, the "king flags" in the hands of several grassland kings flew out uncontrollably, and streamers flew by one after another.
It was as hot as fireworks, against the majestic rain.
After this thunderbolt was gone.
One two three four...... There were a total of eight rays of light, hovering in front of and behind Ning Yi.
White wolf, golden deer, black lion, silver bear, fire fox, green python, snow vulture, clouded leopard!
He looked at the Eastern Emperor and said calmly: "The name of Urle is not important, what matters is the meaning of the symbol behind it. ”
Ning Yi thought back to the line of words he saw on the stone wall of Red Mountain.
My king's sword is invincible.
He said word by word.
"My sword is invincible. ”
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