The dense array of Amazonian warriors seemed to be forever slaughtered.

They were also not afraid, although they were a little shocked at the first sight of the red dragon, but they quickly returned to the state of battle.

The secret clan who lived in ancient times was no less than Fusu if they wanted to come to see it. It seems that the leader of the Takon Kong Horse King may have seen a creature like a dragon.

Because when the red dragon tore open the black shield and the blue and white smoke spread into the battle array, he did not show a trace of panic, but calmly commanded a row of soldiers to condense the black shield, without the previous overwhelming momentum, he only blocked the smoke and continued to swim to devour the spiritual power of the rest of the people who were fighting.

Countless warriors, countless black halberds stabbed at the red dragon, most of them missed, and a few of them sank into the dragon's body.

The red dragon didn't make a sound, Fusu struggled to resist a wave of attacking black halberds, jumped on the red dragon, and Sangxia's white mist followed him like a shadow.

Inexplicably, when Fusu saw the dozens of black halberds on the dragon's body, his heart ached faintly!

This is not the time to wonder where this emotion comes from. Because, the king of horses has already stepped on his hooves, and he is close to him. Losing the huge black halberd and taking only the weapons of ordinary soldiers greatly reduced his combat power.

But this did not prevent him from exerting his own powerful spiritual power. Transporting the spiritual power of the Dao Dao attached to the black halberd, wrapped in powerful power, there is no wind, if there is wind, it can be called a wind-breaking momentum.

But the target of his attack was not Fusu on the dragon, but the red dragon.

Without making any sound, the red dragon also suffered from the Horse King's hard blow, and only writhed in pain to sweep away the Amax warriors who were approaching Fusu.

It was trying its best to protect him! Fusu knew this very well, and the hidden pain in his heart became even more intense.

This pain is like the feeling of something being touched in the blood and bones.

Fusu jumped off the dragon's body and stood in front of the horse king, holding his blade.

After condensing the sari with the last remaining starlight power, he rushed towards the horse king wildly.

He seemed a little less calm. In fact, it would have been safe if he had been hiding on the dragon.

With its guard, and the white mist left by Sangxia as a shield, you just need to stay up and wait. She said it, and it was over quickly.

However, he couldn't wait. Subconsciously, he couldn't bear to let the red dragon suffer a little more damage. Because at a certain moment, he seemed to sense that there seemed to be some kind of blood connection between the red dragon and himself.

The King of Horses was shocked and angry, and swished, recalling the black halberd inserted in the body of the red dragon.

Quickly blocked Fusu's stab, but he was slow.

I saw that Fusu suddenly missed his body and disappeared from his eyes. Then he quickly reacted, and the enemy was in his abdomen. Startled, he raised his hooves and soared into the air.

Fusu guessed correctly, the horse's belly is indeed the weakness of the Amazons.

Although he didn't succeed, Twilight Blade still pulled a hole in the horse king's abdomen. Covered in blood, the whole person looked like a blood-soaked demon, terrifying and hideous.

After repeated fierce battles, Fusu did not stop for a moment, and no matter how strong his physical strength was, there were still signs of weakness. The horse king's guards quickly surrounded the master and protected him tightly. The king of horses kicked his hooves and neighed in pain.

The warriors, who were not afraid of death, pounced on Fusu again. At this time, the sound of insects and ants flapping their wings suddenly came from the dungeon.

Not a giant bug, but a swarm.

A piece of black pressure flew from outside the underground palace and instantly covered the top of Fusu's head. Several female Yamans were surrounded by guards with their arms held high, as if they were manipulating the insects.

When the black-pressed insects and ants attacked Fusu, he heard the sound of Stardust being devoured. It sounded a bit like a nibbling, mixed with a creaky, disgusting sound.

The red dragon swung its body, raised its claws and waved its tail to sweep away one piece after another of the Yama warriors, and pounced on Fusu, protecting him under him.

Maybe it was so painful that the spiritual power was infinitely eroded, and the red dragon began to compromise.

The scarlet eyes also lost their light, and a dragon groan sounded, and the powerful spiritual power spread with the sound, and the surrounding soldiers shook and smashed into the surrounding stone walls.

This is its last strength. Fusu sensed it, and it was rapidly committing. Fusu's heart ached, and with a shout, he emerged from under the dragon's body and rushed towards the female Yama who was manipulating the insects and ants.

Death to those who stand in my way!!The warriors who were guarding were stabbed to the ground in a fit of rage, and three female Yamans were slain in a flash of lightning. On the other hand, the insects and ants controlled by them fell in an instant and lost their ability to fight.

Just as he was about to continue slashing and killing, the king of horses rushed to stab each other, and the two twisted together again.

The red dragon was overwhelmed by insects and ants, and completely lost its combat power. These little creatures are driven by spiritual power to have such energy, and the smaller the creatures in the desert land, the more terrifying. And sure enough, it was!

Heard of marching ants, but never seen one. I don't know if those insects and ants are the kind of disgusting creatures that are famous for eating bones and gnawing all over the world.

The power of the horse king was very great, and the two fought inextricably, and the surrounding warriors could not come forward to help for a while.

You go back and forth for a few rounds, but the Twilight Blade is too short, only one arm short, and you can only get very close to the effect of the thrust, otherwise it will be difficult to even block the black halberd.

Thinking like this, Fusu withdrew the power of starlight from his body and condensed it all on the soles of his feet, and instantly slid to the side of the horse king.

The King of Dakon Kong Horse turned his head, jumped away from his long body, and lowered his head and crashed towards Fusu.

The huge horns were so long that they almost pierced Fusu's head. Reflexively, he bent his knees and slid backwards to avoid the long, massive horns, the brim of his hat hooked into the horns of the King of Horses.

Then, all the surrounding Yama warriors, black halberds, horns, and insects and ants in mid-air attacked Fusu in the center like a tide...

The red dragon looked at Fusu weakly with half-open eyes, and opened its huge dragon mouth, but it was no longer able to make a powerful dragon roar.

Up and down, left and right, there is no way to escape. There is no way to avoid it, and the power of starlight has dried up. Fusu twisted his eyebrows and bent over to rush towards the horse king. Even if you want to die, Huangquan Ruth will have to take you!

With the last of his strength, he rushed forward, and in the stunned pupils of the King of Horses, Fusu saw his face, so bright and so resolute!

This blow will definitely hit! Fusu has this confidence.

Because King Ma was already injured, and obviously felt that the victory was in his hands, the surrounding guards also rushed towards Fusu. At this time, he chose to go against the current to counter-kill and kill, and he would definitely be able to harvest the life of the King of Horses.

The sturdy and broad figure of the King of Horses was close at hand, and the cold glow of the Twilight Blade had already reflected the light of death in the eyes of the King of Horses.

However, it was in vain!

That's impossible. No. Fusu was stunned, but soon found that all the sounds were gone. The Horse King disappeared in front of the blade, turned his head and the dungeon was empty, and everything was gone. Leaving only himself and the dying red dragon.

Sanxia: It must be her, it must be. She succeeded!

Fusu stood panting and struggled to turn around towards the red dragon. Yes, it worked. Everything is gone.

The top of the dungeon began to fade away, revealing the scene outside. The hazy sky was not very dim, as if it was about to usher in the red sun.

From the top to the bottom, within a moment, the entire underground palace disappeared under the blue-gray sky along with the disappeared Amazons.

It turned out that the round eye was in the middle of the stone circle at the core of the Eye of the Sahara when the two of them first came.

The so-called underground palace is also under the establishment of the king's palace, but in essence it is still on the stone circle. It seems that the bucket room is used to preserve the round eye.

By the time this conclusion was reached, Fusu had already walked to the side of the red dragon. Reaching out and touching the huge dragon head, you can only see the dragon's eye on one side. Blinking, a ray of red aura overflowed from the red dragon's eyes like tears.

The blue and white smoke also disappeared, and wisps of black lines overflowed in his round eyes, and after a while, Sang Xia appeared in front of him.

glanced at the many scars on Fusu's body, and didn't know what she was thinking, so without saying a word, Bai Wu listened to the call and applied it to the wounds that were still oozing blood. I only felt a chill, and in an instant, I felt that the wound was healing rapidly.

The Yamas, the terrible secret race, have finally been sealed again. I hope that I will never reappear in the world again!

The red dragon's eyes seemed to be looking at Sanxia, twisting his thick neck, but he could no longer move. Retracted his gaze and glanced at Fusu again, and in an instant, the red light was great, and the moment the red dragon disappeared, a blank voice sounded.

Fusu, Wu'er!

"Father, father!"

Fusu stood stupidly in place, looking up at the direction where the red light had disappeared, and a sword fell, plunging straight into the stone rock ground in front of him. With a buzz, the sword intent was instantly retracted.

Father?!! is the voice of the father. Yes, it's his father's voice! Fusu was stunned for a long time, but he couldn't get back to his senses.

It's been more than 2,000 years, but he can't get it wrong. Always remember. This must be my father's voice.

"Father's !!"

The call of Fusu sounded in the empty desert, echoing in the air for a long time.

Sang Xia stepped forward, pulled the Tai'a sword from the stone ground, and handed it to Fusu, then looked at him steadily, waiting for him to regain his mind.

Looking at the Tai'a Sword in his hand, Fusu sensed that the aura connected to his blood was gone. Perhaps, this is the last trace of the emperor's father's thoughts.

Maybe... He couldn't figure it out. You don't have to understand. Because he knew an answer that he had always wanted to know.

The emperor's father never gave up on him. Although he has always refused to admit the feud between himself and his father, he has always felt that his father did not want to see him anymore so he sent him to the side to guard.

It turned out that the father was not what he thought.

It's not what he thinks!

Two lines of tears fell, and the red sun in the east jumped out of the sea of sand to shine on the desert...

After a long time, "Fusu" Sangxia suddenly took his hand and pointed to the sky above his head, "Look. ”

The clouds in the sky rolled and condensed into the form of a red dragon, as if they were swimming in the sky, sometimes turning their heads to look at the two people on the ground.

Fusu stared at Yunlong, who was changing his posture, and a smile slowly bloomed on his lips.

With a sigh of relief, he said a sentence that he had never said in his life and only struggled with his thoughts after death, "Father, Fusu misses you very much!"

Two thousand years of unwillingness and self-pity disappeared at this moment.

It is a reconciliation with his father, but also a reconciliation with himself. A sense of unprecedented spaciousness sublimated from the depths of the soul, and it suddenly became enlightened!

Retracting his mind, Fusu smiled at Sang Xia, "Thank you!"

How could he not know that the cloud dragon was conjured by her. The remnants of his father's thoughts have disappeared, and Tai'a has reverted to a sword.

Returning it to the soul realm, the spiritual power bubbles through every vein of the body, repairing the damage and fatigue after the fierce battle.

Sang Xia also smiled, "Thank you, I'm a beautiful woman saving a bear, remember, you owe me a life." ”

Fusu still smiled, "My life is yours." ”

Sang Xia blinked and looked at him fixedly, wanting to say something, opened his mouth and swallowed again. He knew that this might be her way of comforting. As always, he was not serious, he had long been used to it, and at this time he also found it funny to talk like this.

Suddenly remembered something, stared at Sang Xia and looked at it, only to look at this unserious person a little embarrassed.

"What are you looking at? I have flowers on my face?"

"Are you hurt underground?" Fusu said with concern.

Sang Xia shook his head, "No." He opened his hand and spun around, indicating that he was fine everywhere.

"That black halberd should be used to seal the formation. "Fusu speculated, otherwise Sang Xia would not have snatched the black halberd and ran away, and said that 'it will be over soon', it should be that he has found a way to reseal it underneath.

Sang Xia nodded, and continued to light up in his hand, and a shiny bronze pillar reflected, "That black halberd originally had this hidden in it, and after I nailed the black halberd into the eye of the formation, this thing appeared." ”

Fusu looked at the bronze pole in surprise and asked, "Then will it have any effect if you take this thing away from the formation, in case those centaurs wake up again..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and Sang Xia waved his hand and said, "No, don't worry." I don't know what it's for, but it jumped into my body on its own. It's not like I'm going to rob it!"

The two stared at the bronze pole and looked at it, and the spiritual power probed and probed, but there was no response, it looked like it was just a long rod made of bronze.

Fusu stared at the bronze pole, and the left and right were simple and unpretentious glossy poles that didn't even have patterns.

The weight in his hand is very heavy, and if it were not for the spiritual power in his body, ordinary people would not be able to move it at all.

So, what appears to be bronze is not in reality. Copper is not so dense that it is impossible to reach this weight with a diameter that can be held in one hand and a half in length.

Sang Xia saw him studying the pole in a daze, and after a long time, he couldn't help it and took out a box of mineral water. One by one, he opened them and placed them on the stone rock ground, and said, "You look too dirty now, wash them first." ”

Fusu reacted at this time, and after a fierce battle, his head was covered with the blood of the Yama warriors, as well as his own.

Covered in blood, it was impossible to clean the training uniform, and simply washed the hair, face and hands.

Sang Xia used the white mist to sweep up the empty bottles and cardboard boxes one by one, and looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Holding his wet hair and carrying the pole on his shoulder, Fusu pointed to the distance, "Let's go." ”