"No more playing!"

The eldest prince and the second prince dropped the cards in their hands and ran towards the palace gate that was pushed open. The doors were pushed open to both sides, and the outside light came in.

"Father!"

Xing Zeyuan's eyes flickered, and the magnificent hall shone with the glory of the throne, even if it has been buried by the dust of history, but the prosperity of the past is still a singable past. The two princes rushed towards him with excited smiles and called their father affectionately. This direction is not backlit, but Xing Zeyuan just can't see their faces clearly.

Stumbling under his feet, Xing Zeyuan took a step back, his eyelids blinked, and his eyes suddenly turned into nothingness.

Suddenly, the whole city began to move, the ground trembled slightly, the tall buildings that rose from the ground slowly disappeared, the zombie king with the claw sacrum was not affected at all, but even more excited, his movements were even faster than before, the sonic boom that never disappeared dispersed, he wanted to defeat these vulnerable attackers with his own strength, so he was willing to fight until the last moment.

"Hallucinations?"

The main hall with its elaborate ornaments was deserted, two rows of red columns topped with red bricks and gold tiles, and the throne disappeared with the entire palace. Xing Zeyuan glanced at the model of the city on the ground, it was very exquisite, but there was nothing on it. Shouldn't this model of the city be placed with soldiers?

The throne of pure gold was wrapped in fine fur, and a dark blue skull sword rested in front of it.

"Haven't rusted after all these years?"

Grabbing the hilt of the sword, Xing Zeyuan's whole body trembled violently, the blood in his body began to flow backwards, his brain suddenly went blank, and he was absorbed by this dark blue sword. The Yuan Soul Sword hungrily grasped the living life, and the eight inscriptions shone together, and Xing Zeyuan's wide eye sockets were almost broken, and blood filled his eyeballs. Mo Xing resisted violently, but no matter how Xing Zeyuan struggled, he just couldn't throw away the Yuan Soul Sword.

The dark blue vortex opened the gates of hell, and Xing Zeyuan looked at his army of dead souls like the king of Hades, and his pupils shot blue light. The dark blue giant and hundreds of skeletal soldiers were all on standby, and there was a zombie king standing in place, holding a sheep's clawsacrum with his head bowed, he was as firm as a steel wall, standing in the bleak blue world waiting for his master's orders.

The body floated slowly, and the bone-chilling coolness rushed into Xing Zeyuan's body, and the Yuan Soul Sword engraved a line inside Xing Zeyuan's forearm, the lines were like a sword, but they were extremely simple. I don't know how long time has passed, the surroundings have been changing, the palace has turned into a point of light and gone with the wind, and the whole city is disappearing.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know!"

"Cities are disappearing. ”

Reti, who was covered with bloodstains on his body, was very embarrassed, and looked around, the zombie king stopped fifty meters away, he was standing in the wind with a red body, his black straight hair fluttered wildly, he seemed to be accumulating strength, and the ground of 100 meters, 100 meters, and 10,000 meters centered on him gradually shattered, making a terrifying sound.

"The Yuan Soul Sword controls the undead, and someone has moved the Yuan Soul Sword!"

Pan Yayin used so much force that his nails dug into the flesh. Since the result of the hard battle was taken first, were they the people who came before?

The wind blowing around the body of the Zombie King became more and more violent, enough to reach the lieutenant general of the World Government, he was not something that the Flame God Mercenary Group could face, even if the first mercenary group among the seventy superstars came, it was estimated that it would not be able to take advantage!

"You can't make a trip in vain!"

"Commander?"

With a broken left arm and numerous wounds all over his body, Pan Asia stood up in the crater of broken rock, and his unyielding spirit ignited his flames. The raging flames were not big, and Pan Asia, which had been fighting for two days in a row, was almost at its limit, and Reti couldn't stand up, only the god of fire barely held his body and rushed forward.

"Bang!"

"Captain!"

They all roared worriedly, the body of the Zombie King leaned forward, a strong white mist broke out under his feet, and the thousands of kilometers of buildings and the ground behind him were shattered under it, and the Zombie King held the Sheep's Horn Sarum in both hands, and rushed out in a broken posture, making a last move. Turning the horn sacrum in his hand, the strong air pressure made Pan Ya and the fire god chill in the back of their heads, if this horn sacrum hit them directly on their bodies, they would definitely die.

The strength of the Zombie King has reached the strength of summoning two star gods, and for mercenaries, it is the strength of only the supernova mercenary group and the legendary neutron star, the king mercenary group.

Clenched his teeth, the two flames fused together. Pan Asia has felt a strong contingency, but if he doesn't rush out, everyone will be hurt. The god of fire bared his teeth, and the lilac flames carried the heat and left a brilliant tail of fire in the wind. The Zombie King's face was expressionless, and the stiff face was in stark contrast to the two people who were clenching their teeth.

At the moment when they were about to collide, Pan Ya opened his mouth and roared, and the flames floating on the back of the Vulcan God also became strong again. The Zombie King wielded his clawed sacrum, a hard weapon that was not sharp, but it could smash everything.

"Isn't it...... Going to die?"

At this moment, time seemed like a long, long time, and Pan Ya watched the sheep's horn sacrum smash down from the top of his head, and the terrifying aura carried on it made him extremely afraid.

"Ahh

Dragged up his right fist, and when the fire fist rushed out, the pan-Asian pale golden curls turned into pure flames, but the moment the sheep's horn sacrum touched him, it suddenly turned into countless points of light, and the body of the zombie king was scattered into dust, and in a moment, their bodies flew out, and the dense points of light that the zombie king turned into were scattered by them with their bodies.

"Commander! ”

Weaver was shouting, and Yang Rui hung his chin and watched the head commander and the god of fire who rushed over his head penetrate more than twenty high-rise buildings.

"What's in your hand?"

"Yuan Soul Sword. ”

"Yuan Soul Sword?"

Gan Suo looked at Xing Zeyuan who came back in surprise, he was holding a white sword in his hand, like a prison scabbard with the shadows of countless people like a mural, watching the blue soul in the sword. I touched it, and my finger felt like I had been pricked by a needle.

"It seems to choose the Lord. ”

It is said that a weapon with aura chooses its own owner, just as an ordinary person chooses a weapon. On one side of the arm, a blue sword pattern covering the inside of the forearm is revealed.

"I can't believe that there really is such a weapon!"

The hilt of the sword is like a bone joint, with a skull face ornament and horn spire in the front, and a bony wrist in the back, which looks particularly cold.

"In addition to that, I found two other things!"

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

"Won't these two inscriptions also choose their owners?"

"No, but they're getting smaller. ”

Xing Zeyuan took out a necklace with a small tripod and a small stick on it, all of which were no bigger than a fingernail, but the craftsmanship in it was so fine that people couldn't find fault with it.

"What's that?"

Qian Ling shook the chain with it, but still didn't react. Luo Tian stood behind and couldn't see what Xing Zeyuan was holding in his hand.

"Let's go find Xiao Fu first, right?"

"Good!"

Half of the surrounding palaces had disappeared, and the points of light that flew from top to bottom resembled the light of fireflies.

Pulling up the foam sitting on the ground, the seven of them walked down the steps and walked towards the street in front of the main hall. Their pace was neither fast nor slow, walking and walking, Luo Tian glanced at everyone, and felt so handsome! This feeling was the same as he had thought in his mind, the brothers around him kicked down the person who bullied him for him, and then pointed to his nose and said viciously:

"This is my brother, how dare you mess with me?"

And then those who bully themselves are scared when they see themselves, because he has a good group of brothers.

Walking down the steps of the main hall, the woman in the silk dress stopped in place, no longer waving the bronze T-hammer in her hand. Xing Zeyuan and the others were armed with weapons and collided with the people who rushed up the steps.

"How is that possible?

Pan Ya and Reti were taken aback, how could they still be alive?

"Why? Surprised, would you be even more surprised to see this?"

Raising the sword in his hand, although it was not unsheathed, Sen Ran's white bones and the cold aura on it were enough to shock them. A drop of sweat flowed from Pan Ya's forehead, and Flora grabbed Xiao Fu's wrist, Xiao Fu struggled to leave, his wrist was red, and he cried.

"Do you think you can take her away if you have a secret treasure?"

Glancing back at Xiao Fu, a lot of people have been sacrificed in their Flame God Mercenary Group this time, so ...... He had to gain something, not just the small symbols, but even the inscriptions.

"We'll just do it*. ”

Seeing Xiao Fu crying, everyone in the red shield clenched their weapons, and the atmosphere was strong, especially Xing Zeyuan, when he saw Xiao Fu's face with tears, the green tendons on his fists burst out.

"Do you think you still have the strength now? Also, there are three secret treasures in this ruin, Shennong Ding and Youlong Dianjin?"

The wave-like curls in his ears were stained with blood and condensed into a lump, Pan Ya's nose and face were swollen and looked very embarrassed, and Xing Zeyuan was no better, but he held the Yuan Soul Sword in his hand, which looked particularly imposing.

"Don't talk nonsense! The battle was so fierce before, first of all, I have to thank you for helping me take care of Xiao Fu, but now, she is going home. ”

Xiao Fu suddenly laughed, the tears in her eyes were not exhausted, but she smiled like a flower.

"She told me before that she didn't want to stay with you, and she begged me to take her away!"

Pan Ya gave a look, and the god of fire suddenly began to move, and the body of the god of fire after retreating to the crowd sparked a little, it was a little weak, but it could still launch an attack.

"Are you treating her badly? She's not happy with us. ”

Weaver said, Yang Rui licked her tongue and grasped the axe.

Xiao Fu suddenly wanted to explain, she was afraid that everyone would misunderstand, but Xing Zeyuan's sudden words made her bite Flora hard, and when the woman with dirty braids clenched her teeth and had to let go of her bleeding hand, she ran to her own place.

"No matter what Xiao Fu says, he is a red shield person. ”

The god of fire attacked from mid-air and pounced on Xiao Fu, Duan Qin ran forward towards Xiao Fu, she stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Xiao Fu, wanting to protect her, but the speed of the God of Fire was too fast, a pair of claws stopped behind Xiao Fu's head, and the sharpness on it was enough to threaten Xiao Fu's life.

"Black dog, do you dare to sneak attack?"

There was a hint of wind blowing behind him, and Xiao Fu didn't look back, just ran forward desperately. She's only responsible for running, there will be someone to help her, someone must block the attack from behind for her. This is their first tacit understanding!

"Brother Poor Ling!"

took Duan Qin's hand, threw it into her warm arms, and when she looked back at Qian Ling, she also turned around to look at her. After raising his eyebrows, his chin was raised, and a warm smile appeared on Qian Ling's white face. Instead, his face turned into a ruthless hideous, and in an instant he turned grim to death. The eyes of the torch looked at the god of fire, and a pair of two-colored eyes looked at the earth like a god.

The rotating body threw out the whip leg, kicking the "whoosh" Vulcan to a kilometer away, and when its body kicked up dust tens of meters high, the surroundings became clear, and the palace behind it completely disappeared, the former glory dissipated at this moment, and the white spell completely shattered. The Vastir savannah is still so wide, but there are snowflakes falling.

The crystal snowflakes are as pure as virgins, and now it is January 19th, and after two months, it is natural for it to snow. However, the snow in Guangqi is different from the snow in Iceland, the snow here is soft and slow, and there is no wind around, but it takes away all the previous illusions. The ruins are covered with fluffy snowflakes, and the thin layer makes people can't help but feel poetic.

The sword pointed at Pan Asia, the slightly cold weather made their bodies tremble slightly, and the burning Pan Asia looked back at the god of fire, and the sudden change of the scene made them feel like they were dreaming. But Xing Zeyuan's tone of voice pulled them back to reality, the Yuan Soul Sword became even colder in the snow, and Xing Zeyuan, who was holding it, looked like an ice cave, and the snowflakes fell on the Yuan Soul Sword, gently penetrating the past.

"But you're not! you don't deserve forgiveness. ”

"We ......"

Pan Ya just wanted to speak, but was grabbed by Xing Zeyuan:

"You know how many of you have died, and you should not think of possessing what you can't touch, otherwise you will only play with fire*. You've also sacrificed, so I don't want to kill, and if you don't leave, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

The blue tendons in Pan Ya's eyebrows were entangled, and he didn't refute it immediately, but there was always a flame burning in his eyes, as if he was going to rush out to fight for two more days and two nights in the next moment. (This is a satisfying update of three chapters a day, right?yo hee!hee!)