The fierce battle of the soul burial troops slowly stopped, the rescue of the Yin Yang Grass slowly stopped, Yang Jing and the others who shot slowly stopped, and the scene gradually fell into silence.

People quietly looked at the tattered corpse that was thrown up, and their dull eyes "greeted" it to fall weakly.

Bang! The body and head fell to the ground one after another, and the silent crash sounded like a muffled drum beating in everyone's hearts, causing a slight tremor of the body.

The body and head were separated, the blood flowed, and his cass was completely cut off from life.

A generation of emperors has fallen, and a generation of myths has ended, but at the end of his life, his Kas's round eyes are still full of fighting intent, and his tattered body still maintains a fighting posture.

The war spirit is unyielding, and the war spirit is not extinguished!

Unyielding war spirit, indestructible war spirit!

Throughout his life, he almost never stopped the pace of fighting, invited to fight everywhere, fought fiercely everywhere, tempered himself in the life and death battles again and again, transformed himself in a sense of this time, and achieved the prestige of the "war spirit" of the emperor of the world in the glory again and again!

His Kas is proud of war, disdainful of using any intrigues, disdainful of taking advantage of anyone's sophistication, disdainful of participating in any force struggle, he has no friends, no enemies, and only the word "war" accompanies him all his life.

Ruling the world, he only wants to be defeated, and he is also eager to die on the battlefield!

In the end, when the black list was decided, in this foreign country, at the beginning of this melee chess game, the goddess of fate met the last requirement of his life - death in battle!

The previous crazy "killing" may be a little sad, ridiculous, and pitiful, but throughout his life, recalling the scene just now, it is not a shock, a tragedy, and a meaning of life.

The fighting spirit is undying, and the mighty is unyielding!

Its Cass ...... did not live up to his title of "Immortal War Spirit", and did not fall into the prestige of other emperors.

What is "Emperor"?

Just like the old living Buddha said, "What does it mean to be successful? What is defeat? If my soul is unyielding and my head is high, the ghosts and gods are all frightened, and who in the world can defeat me? "The world doesn't ask about people, the world, the sky, the earth, ethics, morality, and the heart."

His Kas may not be considered a "hero", but he is a warrior, a true warrior! Pure and crispy warriors!

Yang Jing and Tu Qing stood there steadily, looking at the broken corpse, without the joy of victory, without the excitement of killing the emperor, and without the danger of relieving it, their expressions were a little trance. What echoed in his mind for a long time was the madness of his Kas finally breaking free from the yin and yang grass, the shock of his Kas's unhesitational killing, and the last word he roared out of his life...... "war"!

War? They chant this word almost every day, but they have never felt so deeply, so shockingly, and so ...... as they do now. Glorious!

Yang Jing took a deep breath, his head slowly drooped, and he said in a deep voice: "Qikas, go all the way." ”

Tu Qingcang came back from his trance, hit his right fist on his chest, and hummed: "Qi Kas, I, Tu Qingcang, send you!" All the way, go well! ”

Di Cheng slowly lowered his head, and the feeling of fainting surged up his head like a tide, completely submerging him, and the corners of his bloody mouth moved slightly: "Its cass ...... When the black list is finalized...... You are the first fallen human emperor...... But...... No one will laugh at you...... Only respect...... Good along the way...... I'll send you ...... Gong Gong

The scene suddenly became a little heavy, and everyone looked at the tattered corpse with complicated expressions, and after a while, they left the battlefield in turn, the soul burial troops left here, and the black military troops guarded Di Cheng.

Because of the fall of the Human Emperor, a fierce and tragic battle came to an end.

Yin Yang Cao finally glanced at the corpse of Qi Cass, and the face that had always had a faint smile appeared a little cold at this moment, and after a slight stay, it slowly retreated into darkness and disappeared without a trace, but the little coldness circulating in the air conveyed the resentment in the human emperor's emotions.

Yang Jing and the others were seriously consumed in physical strength and energy, and their body injuries were extremely serious, and they were already at the end of their crossbows, so they didn't pursue the Yin Yang Grass anymore and let him leave slowly. As for Nakamura Yuze, they are also powerless, and with the other party's hidden ability, blindly chasing and killing is likely to kill themselves.

In the depths of the dense forest, in the dark area that was previously vigilant by the Yin Yang Grass, a man in a green shirt raised his head slightly, and a complicated expression flashed in the depths of his eyes as deep as stars.

Behind him, as many as a hundred figures in purple power suits were scattered in the depths of darkness, standing tall like javelins, hiding like poisonous snakes, and silent like stone sculptures. No one knows when they appeared, and no one knows how they broke through the outer battle circle, but they really stood here, a little bit of slaughter and fierceness floating silently in the darkness.

"Yang Jing, beauty, teeth, longevity in the room...... Before we know it, our former partners have completed their transformation, should we be happy or worried? Behind the man in the green shirt, a weak scholar pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the battlefield not far away with a complicated expression, and whispered softly.

"With Emperor Xi Yu and Tu Qingcang, Tianmen already has six quasi-grade amethysts. Each of the six gods has its own characteristics, each has its own killing moves, and each has its own threat. Beside the scholar, a man with long hair covering his face floated softly like a hanged ghost, and his cold voice was like a ghost voice floating out of hell, especially terrifying in the dark environment.

Behind him, a bewitching and charming woman shrugged her shoulders and said disdainfully: "The Heavenly Gate is strong, is the Holy Clan weak?" Didn't you two make a breakthrough too? There are six quasi-grade amethysts in Tianmen, and we are ...... than the other."

The weak scholar coughed lightly and said softly: "Yuyan, Tianmen and the Holy Clan are allies. ”

"Allies?" The woman known as Yuyan almost laughed, and finally stopped under the staring eyes of the strong man next to her, but her eyes rolled, and she lightly nodded her red lips, and said, "Why don't you take the opportunity to get rid of Nakamura Yuze?" That guy is fluctuating, elusive, and too threatening, and he was finally half killed by Di Cheng and Yaya, and we can easily kill him. ”

No one in the audience responded, only a few looked at the man in the green shirt in front of them.

Why?

Why didn't you lend a hand, why didn't you stop the Yin-Yang Grass, why did you let Nakamura Yuzawa go? Who would dare to answer these "whys"?

The man in the green shirt was silent for a moment, shook his head slowly, and said softly: "The people from Tianmen are coming soon, we should also go." Remember, we haven't been here tonight, we don't know anything, we don't know anything. ”

"Understood." The weak scholar responded slowly, raised his hand and waved lightly, and the troops hidden in the shadows got up one after another, leaving here silently like night cats.

Roar, on the battlefield not far away, the snow lion suddenly raised its head, its big copper bell-like eyes staring at the area, and a vigilant roar came out of its throat.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jing and the others were immediately alert, and their minds that had just relaxed were tense, and the black military troops guarded Di Cheng tightly.

"There......" Tu Qingcang followed the snow lion's gaze, frowning vigorously and staring at the dark area.

“…… Someone ...... "The beautiful face and delicate body curled up slightly, the ten fingers were tightly clasped, and the cold killing intent resurfaced."

"Be careful." Yang Jing reminded quietly, clenching the tungsten gold stick and being on guard.

It was pitch black and silent, very different from the rest of the battlefield, and it always felt a little strange to look closely, but ...... No matter how much they looked, they didn't see any movement of the figure, nothing but darkness and darkness.

Fang Zhongshou gently swiped his fingertips, slowly moved forward, and wanted to get closer to it step by step, Meiyan clenched the silver needle, and then followed. But before they could get close to their target, there was a sudden sound of messy and swift footsteps not far away, and a large number of figures rushed closer to this place.

"Brother Cheng!" In a short moment, with an eager roar, Zhou Shaohua rushed wildly, followed by Xu Yun and Yi Tingxuan rushed up with a bloody black army.

"Where's Brother Cheng?" Xu Yun looked at the bloody battlefield all over the ground and couldn't help asking.

Yang Jing raised his hand and motioned for them to remain calm first, and Fang Zhongshou and Meiyan continued to approach the darkness after a slight pause.

What's wrong? Many brothers were surprised, but they were ready for battle in action, and surrounded this area tightly.

Under their nervous attention, Fang Zhongshou and Meiyan finally entered the dark area, and then there was a long and oppressive silence.

Everyone waited patiently, for a minute...... Two minutes...... Five minutes......

“md！ Something went wrong? Yang Jing frowned, and shouted in a low voice to Tu Qingcang to rush forward.

"Slow!" Yi Tingxuan suddenly raised his hand. At this time, there was finally movement in the darkness, and Fang Zhongshou and Meiyan returned in turn.

"What's wrong? What did you find? Tu Qingcang asked.

"There were a lot of people there, a lot of them, at least ...... Half an hour! Meiyan looked back again, looking a little strange.

"Half an hour?" Yang Jing and the others looked at each other slightly, for so long? Didn't it mean that there were people there to observe them when they were just starting to fight? Why don't you feel the slightest feeling? Why didn't the enemy make a move?

Tu Qingcang felt strange and couldn't help asking, "Can you find out who it is?" ”

"The taste is somewhat familiar, but who exactly...... I don't know. Meiyan shook her head slowly.