Xu Zhenjun and Zhongtian are veterans, watching every young life in Zhongtian die in front of them, their hearts are dripping blood, these are the new forces of Zhongtian in the future.

It's just that they are also powerless, and at this time, the immortal magic power in their bodies has been exhausted, and they have no ability to stop the demon god at all.

The crowd went from hope to disappointment, and finally to disappointment, as if they were in a cage, unable to get out of the cage.

Could it be that the heavens are going to die in the middle of the heavens, the Emperor of the Underworld and the other elders sighed abruptly, and a wry smile appeared on their faces.

Once they were the invincible Zhongtian Army, facing the horn of Zhongtian, step by step to replace the three continents and four islands.

Even just now, their belief was still extremely strong, believing that the Zhongtian Army could defeat the Demon God.

But when they really came into contact with the demon god, they found that the demon god was so powerful, so powerful that it was prohibitive.

The demon god is like a nightmare in their hearts, lingering.

What was left in their Dao hearts was a deep fear of the Demon God, and this fear would stay with them for the rest of their lives.

Dao hearts collapsed, and they no longer had enough courage to fight the demon god.

It's not about momentum, it's about courage.

The strength of the demon god lies not only in the strength, but also in the momentum that reigns over the world, and in the face of this momentum, no one can stop it.

This momentum is like a sharp sword, invincible!

It destroys all wills and breaks people.

The power of the demon god has been imprinted into people's hearts and makes people tremble.

In the hearts of all people, it was an impassable high wall, and even if they spent their entire lives, they would not be able to reach the height of this high wall.

When a few people raised their heads and glanced at the demon god, they only felt that their qi and blood were churning, and their breath could not be condensed.

At this time, the Hades Emperor and Xu Zhenjun lowered their heads one after another, not daring to glance at the Demon God in the front, because if they continued to look, their Dao hearts would collapse.

A group of ants, give you two hundred years, you are still standing still, this continent has always been the continent of the demon god, it will not change hands at all, the voice of the demon god echoes in everyone's heart.

The crowd bowed their heads thoughtfully.

Xu Zhenjun couldn't help but burst into tears, even though he had the ability to assist the princes and generals, but in the face of the demon god who destroyed all existence, his ambition could never be realized.

The same is true for others, even though each of them is called a strong man, the pillar of the Middle Heaven, but in front of the demon god, everything is like paper, and it will be broken when stabbed.

There was a hint of sadness on their faces, and there was a sense of sadness that the birds had exhausted the bows and hidden the rabbits and the dead dogs.

Zhongtian, it's all over! The Emperor of the Underworld closed his eyes, he no longer had hope, even if Ye Lin was here, he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the sky in the face of this situation.

Just when everyone was almost desperate, in the void, two figures appeared in a bit of embarrassment.

Ye Lin's gaze fell on the battlefield, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The army of Zhongtian has been completely defeated, and the army of one million is less than 300,000 people.

Demon God...... His gaze fell on the massive body, and he bit his lip lightly, his hands trembling.

His eyes slowly closed, as if he felt the countless grievances of the dead on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of tears on Ye Lin's face, which was sad for the death of the 700,000 innate forces that had passed.

This is a living life, and each of them has died fighting to defend the Middle Heaven.

In the past, Ye Lin couldn't feel the preciousness of life, because he was standing too high, so that he couldn't see too many things clearly.

But from the moment he found his heart, he seemed to see a lot clearly, he had feelings, his expression was not indifferent, his concept was more persistent, he was full of human emotions, and he had attachment to his relatives and lovers.

Sacrifice to the Heroic Spirits!

At this time, there were three more incense sticks in Ye Lin's hands!

On his fingers, a wisp of white flame burned the incense, and wisps of white smoke drifted into the void.

Woohoo, may the souls of the departed heroes be laid to rest in peace.

Ye Lin bowed his hand in the direction of the Zhongtian military camp, under his mind meditation, there was more wine gourd in his hand, he opened the wine gourd and sprinkled the wine on the ground of Zhongtian.

Sacrifice to the warriors!

Ye Lin tried to calm down, and there were three more incense sticks in his hand, and he lit them one by one.

His mouth recited: "Tears shed the tears of heroes in the sky, how sad it is to wave a knife to ask for love, heroes have never died in battle, and they do not seek wealth and comfort." ”

The blood of the warriors is stained on the earth of Zhongtian, their souls are moving forward in the dark, on the Huangquan Road, I want to guide you and point out the direction, Ye Lin's eyes were moist, he blew on the incense, the flame quickly burned the incense, wisps of white smoke floated up, as if guiding these soldiers to find their way home,

Ye Lin looked towards the battlefield, on the battlefield, the water of the five rivers had receded, and only the sergeants of Zhongtian were left.

Although these sergeants are dead, it is difficult to hide the wounds on their armor under the sunlight, they have endured countless injuries during their lifetimes, and they are supported only by the faith of Zhongtian, and the responsibility to uphold themselves and their lives for the people.

They used their lives to keep all dangers out of the battlefield.

Everything these warriors and these heroic spirits do has only one purpose, and that is for the people they are protecting.

In Ye Lin's eyes, tears poured out like rain, his tears gradually blurred his vision, and he could not control his emotions.

He is weeping for these 700,000 heroic souls who died in battle, feeling injustice for them, and crying for injustice in heaven.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place, and if they are sad, Ye Lin will cry too.

The painting saint gently patted Ye Lin's shoulder, he could understand Ye Lin's mood, and immediately said: "We still have a war, after this war, I will cry with you." ”

When Ye Lin heard this, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he choked up a little and said, "I know." ”

Crying, the demon god glanced at the young man with some disdain, and said coldly: "Crying can't stop me from destroying everything." ”

He summoned the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, and the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast immediately flew to the Demon God's side.

A roar erupted from the mouth of the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, looking at the two of them hostilely, especially the Painting Saint.

Only the Demon God and the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast together are the most powerful combination in this heaven and earth.

Ye Lin glanced at the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast and said coldly: "There is a Lao Painting Saint who has made a move to stop this Thunder Beast. ”

The painting saint was slightly stunned, glanced at Ye Lin strangely, and said: "The earth spirit thunder beast skin is too thick, not easy to fight, or leave it to you, I will deal with that big guy who is jumping." ”

There was a hint of a smile on his face, but Ye Lin clearly saw his concern for himself from the eyes of the painting saint.

Although the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast is strong, it is only a beast after all, and the beast's thinking limits his strength, but it is much easier to deal with.

Ye Lin asked the painting saint to deal with the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, hoping that he could live well, in case he was defeated by the Demon God, or even died at the hands of the Demon God, he also hoped that he would be able to escape and bless the surviving Zhongtian Beings.

Painting the saint naturally shows his intentions and his determination to die.

But he once fought with the Demon God, he has a deep understanding, he understands the Demon God, the Demon God is too powerful, so he is unwilling to let Ye Lin take risks, and he is also ready to die.

Although he smiled at Ye Lin and said that he wanted to deal with the demon god, he knew in his heart that this battle would be more than auspicious.

You're old, let me come.

The painting saint snorted coldly and said: "Stinky boy, I have always taken care of you, if I am old, I will also be old and strong, not weaker than you, or I will come!"

Ye Lin looked solemn and said: "I have always listened to you, but today, I want to be the master myself, I will not listen to you in this matter, his eyes showed a look of determination. ”

You have grown up and have a future, even I dare to be disobedient, and paint the holy face with a cold color.

Why don't you dare, you should know that what I have said, I will not change my mind easily.

But...... The painting saint is about to speak.

Ye Lin didn't listen to him, he jumped and attacked directly towards the demon god in the void.

This kid, the face of the painting saint has changed greatly, and there is no time to stop Ye Lin.

His gaze looked at the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, and he found that the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast was looking at him with a fierce light.

He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and said coldly: "Look at what you see, watch, I'll beat you to death." ”

As if it understood the words of the painting saint, the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast couldn't help but roar again and again, showing threat.

The painting saint didn't say much, and with a loud sound, he attacked towards the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast.

The earth spirit thunder beast is full of spirits, not to be outdone, and the holy war with the painting.

Let's talk about the demon god and Ye Lin.

At this time, the demon god's body gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man's face is as heavy as jujube, and his appearance is not handsome, but extremely ordinary.

He glanced at Ye Lin coldly and said, "Boy, we meet again......

This is the second time we have met.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, but instead talked to Ye Lin.

On his body, the murderous aura was restrained, and he looked unusually calm.

But everyone understands that the calm demon god is even more terrifying than the demon god who explodes might, because this kind of calm is a kind of brewing.

Yes, we met again, and Ye Lin was like seeing an old friend, without the slightest murderous aura on his body, and his speech was extremely calm.

Two hundred years ago, thanks to your action, in a sense, it was you who rescued me, and I should have let you live, but after thinking about it, it was better to put you to death.

Are you afraid that I will grow up and threaten you, Ye Lin said in a deep voice.

The demon god shook his head, you are wrong, I have no grudge with you, and there is no hatred, what we are fighting for is not the idea, if the concept is disputed, we can still fight heartily through a big battle, and even kill each other with jealousy, it is also reasonable.

Just like you overthrew the system of three continents and four islands, you are because of the battle of ideas, and a deep light flashed in the eyes of the demon god.

This, I think you have always understood, the demon god said lightly.

Ye Lin nodded and said, "I understand that your concept is destruction, but my concept is countless living beings. ”

Therefore, we are destined to be natural enemies, and between natural enemies, we will always be incompatible, Ye Lin's eyes flashed a trace of coldness.