Dameng first woke up in the hazy heavenly realm, inexplicably stopped at Shura in Xiguan, and spent cold months in confusion and confrontation. The people of the Celestial Dragon, who were shocked by the pain, were re-inspired by the new self-knowledge of the flawed Yu and each other, but when the million-strong army was once again ordered to send troops to the Western Heavenly Realm, the new Emperor of Heaven took the initiative to ask to stay where he was.

The long-term dreams, the wonderful adventures in the encounters, the gloomy letting go and the sadness of the beloved, the cruel truth hidden in the robe of righteousness, countless epiphanies and feelings germinate and grind in their own mixed feelings, and their helplessness and understanding of the saint, the singing and crying of life, in the determination of a certain day, but help themselves to break through the realm of quasi-sainthood.

The new king did not get carried away because of this, and said to his mother: "The son thinks about it, if he can quickly stabilize the realm, he will definitely be able to play a greater role, so the son asks not to participate in this expedition for the time being, I don't know what the queen mother wants?"

Simple words, firm eyes, the already mature and steady child is relieved to carefully cultivate his years in the obstacles, Xihe's heart is at ease, gentle hands caress his son's face, and the words of relief are expressed in his heart: "So good, let the queen mother go out for the child this time!"

The equally beautiful mother and son, intertwined in each other's calm eyes, the mother knows the intentions of the son, the son knows the determination of the mother, what difficulties and dangers can make it difficult for the two people in front of them? What kind of regrets will flow in the old years?

Millions of heavenly soldiers, under the leadership of Xihe, the queen of the beautiful Taidou, the majestic military appearance reappeared in the place where the compatriots died, the beautiful cloud stop pass in the past has turned into a bloody pass at this time, the geese crossed the gate of the heavenly realm to meet their own, and it is no longer the entrance of the compatriots who rely on the door to meet their relatives, but only the tombstone of the horse leather shroud, the unreadable Shura is like a demon god occupying this inch of Muzen Tower, and the determination of the blue wisps of the road will be left in the past when the best friends meet.

The ordered spear obeyed the order under the silent face, and the orderly pace will definitely complete the work of the union in the heart, and the blood whip of Yuncheng took the child's entrustment, and the memories of Huating Crane flowed back into the heart of the former queen again. The history of the child will be completed in his own heart and the meaning of the heart.

Under the charge of the golden-winged sea of soldiers with swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, only the 10,000-year practice of martyrdom and self-determination was ushered in, but it was only a sigh of farewell to Fuer'er. Millions of creatures, millions of swords and guns, but they can't take back the Yunting Pass in their eyes. The strategy of hard work, but failed to overcome the flaws, the once striving face, but now in front of the difficulties of the high-rise to show a posture of worship.

The blood whip forged by his own painstaking blood ruthlessly penetrated the hideous body of the asura, but the body of the corpse was like an endless curse, and the stump of the deceased alien race revealed only the look of the cheeks looking at the mountain, and the soul of the coming was like laughing at the bloody dragon people at this time.

The general of the Tianlong people, in Bai Han's unanimous request to withdraw from the army, was rejected by Xi He, who was struggling to fight in the siege, and the endless suspicion pointed to the peerless beauty, is the queen mother worried that her face will be damaged because of the retreat? And when she longs to fight to the death, just to be reunited again in front of her lover who has been separated by 10,000 years, she will not leave any guilt and regret, how can such a woman's heart not be understood by those who have experienced the sadistic past?

The blood flowing from the fingertips turned into thousands of deadly silk threads, staggered and penetrated between the puppet Shura of Xuanyu Jiashi, piercing one ugly zombie after another, ** painless zombies, but these clowns stood up again powerfully, even if they had their upper limbs left, they had already let out a roar from the hell of Ah Nose, and endlessly crawled towards the soldiers of the Celestial Clan who looked at the corpses and sighed.

The army's heart collapsed in the unknown and fear, the blade was cowardly in immortality and immortality, and in times of danger, a purple flame shuttled between the chaotic army, and the earth-shattering fist smashed through the bodies of countless assuras who were about to swing their swords against their compatriots, and the Heavenly Emperor who turned into a phoenix was blazing with blazing flames all over his body, and the strong flame of truth burned the invincible asura, and the stiff stump cold body was turned into ashes.

The phoenix of Panne turned around and waved its wings in the sky, under the cloud body of the phoenix, the Emperor of Heaven was above thousands of troops, the eyes of epiphany were on the awakened fighting spirit, and the purple flame burning in the sky announced that he was a quasi-saint, and he was about to bring hope to the whole clan.

Cheered up in the grief of the sergeant, held the rekindled fighting spirit, under the heroic leadership of Xihe and Haotian, finally annihilated the difficult Asura outside the pass, but the true fist flame and scorching blood finally failed to recapture the bloody pass, the queen mother's sudden order drove the troops to retreat and the cloud realm pass. The opinions come from the army, and the great Xi and the thoughts in his heart are difficult for the entire heavenly realm outside Haotian.

Thousands of years have not yet written a chapter of victory, every few decades to send troops to attack, repeatedly stopped before the bloody Xiongguan, the determination and momentum of the thunder, now still turned into a quagmire and swamp, the blood swelling fighting spirit, now also invaded by exhaustion.

A steady stream of troops was sent, but it was not in vain, the containment of the Heavenly Realm, the stubborn defense of Shura, the Three Realms ushered in a little respite.

However, the subtle balance of power was broken on a sunset evening, after the red and glamorous Xiongguan West, a strange red castle suddenly sitted, full of ominous and terrible information maps placed in front of the case, stunned from Haotian and Xihe. In the past, Qionglou Yuyu has now built a huge fortress like the return of hell, which is a symbol of taking root and a prophecy of a fierce battle.

In the midst of shock and suspense, Rahu, the lord of Shura, opened the door that had been closed for thousands of years, and thousands of Asuras rushed to the Cloud Realm Pass again, and the two quasi-saints were suppressed by the endless number of soldiers, besieged in the Cloud Realm Pass, where their lives hung by a thread, and the horn of the counterattack was like a dumb musket that never came out, and only the desperate raid of Xihe and Haotian was exchanged for that trace of vitality.

After another three years of bloody fighting, strong resistance forced Rahu to return in vain, and the bloody gates were closed again. The poetry of the war is reversed like an opera, without the warmth of the world at all, and every few decades of breakthroughs, it turns into a chapter written by the main force of Shura. How many years will this have to pass! Xihe's heart is suffering endlessly, when will the distant reunion be touched?

A word woke up the person in the dream, but the emotion of Yuanjun Jin's mother became the hope in the heart of the queen mother: "I don't know what the situation is in the realm, whether Uncle Kong Xuan and Brother Jinwu are okay......"

Xi He suddenly remembered that the transcendent people of the Earth Realm still existed in the ruthless world, across races and camps, and their existence was longer than that of the Celestial Dragons...... If it can be said that the hidden sages will come out of the mountain to help, maybe the decline can still be reversed, and Shura can still be extinct.

So, with the friendship and expectation of the past, Xihe, who was alone, embarked on a journey to find the boundary, walked all over the mountains and lakes, and visited Zhenyuanzi in Qingzhou, but ended up fruitless due to his own siege. Finally, after thousands of years of estrangement and prejudice, through honest visits and invitations, the Draconians, the alien race and the human race finally reached an unprecedented agreement - the king of the seven alien races promised to bind the aliens in the territory and no longer disturb the human race. With the full help of the three major sect masters and Nuwa Niangniang, Yunjie Pass finally withstood Shura's attack, and the siege was still no longer adding to the pressure.

In the perennial war, the Yuanjun Golden Mother has finally reached the realm of quasi-saints, such a mother and son, the quasi-saints of the three of them have inspired the Tianlong human race with low morale for thousands of years, however, many disasters and difficulties have always hindered Xihe's sincere heart, and a sense of earthquake that actually stepped spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and the nightmare of the past hundreds of thousands of years ago actually invaded like a nightmare again......