The green dragon rode the wind, and the tiger roared upward, the dazzling light made everyone dare not look directly, and the roaring loud sound made everyone tremble.

At this moment, both the soldiers of Loulan and the soldiers of the Qin State invariably threw down the weapons in their hands, staring at the earth-shattering scene of the duel between ghosts and gods in mid-air with their eyes wide open.

At this moment, I couldn't see the form of the dragon and the tiger clearly, only a layer of cyan clouds and a red hurricane were constantly crushing, whistling, and fighting.

One is upright, the other is arrogant, regardless of the differences, and they don't know the same, maybe only the two of them know that the difference between them is only a millimeter.

Hu Hai from the bottom to the top, relying on a momentum, one blow and then three times and exhaustion, on the other hand, Yan Hong is a falling force, carrying the power of internal strength to swoop down from above the nine heavens, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

He doesn't have to worry about the exhaustion of his strength, because this is the principle of the world, and the power of falling comes from the heart of the earth, as long as the world exists, it will never be exhausted, so from this point alone, Yan Hong has already gained the upper hand.

The victory or defeat was already revealed the moment the collision occurred, as long as Yan Hong could block the first wave of attack, the rest would be decided by time!

Sweat had soaked through the two of them's clothes, and a little bloodshot had already appeared in their eyes, and Yan Hong could even clearly notice that there was a trace of red liquid accumulating on the tip of Hu Hai's nose, which was the color of blood.

Obviously, the huge impact, coupled with the irresistible gravity of human beings, has put a huge load on Hu Hai's body, which is increasing little by little with the passage of time, and is about to exceed the limits of his body.

Obviously, if you change places at this time, Hu Hai is on top and Yan Hong is on top. The same situation will also appear in Yan Hong's body, since ancient times, the art of war has been about the right time and place, and it is this truth.

Now, Yan Hong occupies the right time and place, and the people are firmly controlled by Loulan, and the balance of victory has already tilted towards Yan Hong's side at the moment when the War Demon God was activated.

In the end, Hu Hai's dream of being the prince was completely buried, and Hu Hai was further and further away from the position of the Ninety-Five.

Even if there are thousands of unwillingness, all kinds of helplessness, failure is failure. In this last moment of life and death, someone needs to make a choice.

Hu Hai had keenly captured the sparkling murderous intent in Yan Hong's eyes, and getting rid of a very potential imperial prince was a good deal for Yan Hong.

Both of them know this.

said that it was too late, and in the face of the increasingly vigorous desire in Yan Hong's eyes, Hu Hai's heart felt a trace of timidity, and the strength in his hand unconsciously weakened.

It was this point that allowed Yan Hong to seize the opportunity. There is no suspense about success or failure.

――Whew――

A high-pitched dragon chant echoed in the sky, the heavens and the earth trembled, the people cheered, and the soldiers' hearts were surging. And the high priest, who was standing in the distance, remembered the verse that had been passed down for hundreds of years!

The stars fall, the mountains and rivers have no light, and the tears of the goddess turn into the dragon in the sky. In the flame of power, the sword pointed at the evil king, and they joined together in one fell swoop. Save our state!

"Goddess, your prophecy has come true, Shenlong really saved us, maybe we are really wrong, we are wrong to blame Chi Youren, and even more wrong to blame that Xiao Li!"

looked at the dilapidated statue of the goddess, but there was still no trace of blasphemy, it was still so pure and pious, and all the people of Loulan paid homage.

Perhaps this time they were not simply worshipping the goddess, because they all saw that the hero who saved them was standing in the palm of the goddess's hand beckoning to them, and everyone realized that the catastrophe in Loulan was over.

Peace has come again, this ancient country has been reborn again, countless water sources have poured out from all around the statue of the goddess, all the people of Loulan are rejoicing, and the once prosperous Loulan will reappear in the world.

"On behalf of all the people of Loulan, I would like to express my highest respect to you!" The high priest came to Yan Hong and bowed deeply, with even a hint of trembling in his tone, perhaps calling this a cry of joy.

"Well, then High Priest, I accept your gratitude to the people, and I hope that I will become the closest friends with you and the people of Loulan!" Yan Hong said with a smile.

"Oh, I think so, you will always be Loulan's closest friend, and your descendants will also be Loulan's most honored guests!"

The guards had already brought up a fine plate with a scroll of silk on it, Yan Hong knew that this was a sign of an alliance between the two sides, and it seemed that this high priest was not as simple as it seemed.

"I accept the invitation of the people of Loulan and will always be Loulan's closest friend."

On the silk book, Yan Hong signed his name and pressed the gold seal, and the covenant between the two sides was reached, which will become an important hub of the Silk Road in the future, and it will become the most powerful country in the Western Regions.

"By the way, after so many days together, I still don't know your name?" The High Priest asked with a smile.

"My name is Yan Hong, so what about your name, High Priest?"

"Yan Hong!" The High Priest silently recited the name, "My name is Nakia!" ”

"Nakia, what a beautiful name, I will remember it, I think when I return to the Central Plains, I will often miss this name!" Yan Hong smiled lightly.

"It's my pleasure, but to hear you, it seems like you're planning to leave?" Nakia said.

"The Soldier Demon God has been 'sealed' again, and I should go, please rest assured, those hateful Qin people will not come to trouble Loulan, I promise you."

"That's great!" Nakia clasped her hands together and interlocked her fingers in a prayer gesture.

It was also at this time that Xiao Li came over and said, "Yan Hong, tomorrow when the sun rises, please come to the mural of the Tears of the Goddess, where am I waiting for you, there is something very important!" ”

"The mural of the tears of the goddess?" Nakia and Yan Hong were a little surprised, they didn't know what Xiao Li was selling, but at this moment of joy, everyone was willing to believe in this innocent girl.

As Nakia said before, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, then everyone can become friends!

"Xiao Li! I'm sorry I have been misunderstanding you, please forgive me! Nakia said apologetically.

"High priest, you don't have to say that, you are also thinking about the people of Loulan, and I will invite you to go to the goddess mural early tomorrow morning, and it will be time to reveal the mystery of Qiē."

"Okay, I'll be on time, so if you're willing to be friends with me, call me Nakia." The High Priest laughed.

"Oh, that's great, and it's my wish to be friends with you!" (To be continued......)