"Is it finally over?"

Ye Feng looked down at the still majestic Troll Castle, with the help of the Eagle Eye of the Dragon Whispering Beast, he could clearly see the white light in the castle that did not stop for a moment, he couldn't tell why, the originally bright mood suddenly became complicated.

Burying the behemoth of mythology with his own hands, he should have been complacent, and the pride and pride of his high spirits was. But at this moment, he had a faint dazedness, it was a tomorrow that the gods were not clear.

The rise of the gods is really too fast, in just a year and a half, it has become the first guild in China, and even the first guild in the world.

He doesn't care if the gods are kings or nouveau riche, what he cares about is how far the gods can go tomorrow.

In the beginning, he didn't have the lofty goal of making the gods the First Guild, all he fought for was to one day destroy the emperor, destroy the myths, and in short, take revenge.

Or maybe he created the gods, but he originally used them as a tool for his revenge, and he understood that no matter how strong a person was, it would be impossible to compete with a super guild after all.

But slowly, slowly...... I can't remember the day when he was branded with the marks of the gods, and it was difficult to let go of him again.

These days, there is a lot to gain.

Pride in the sky, sea blue, seal your heart, Feige, break the army, flower rain, smoke man, red sound, thief handsome, curry......

All of them have very different personalities, but they are all iron-clad real men, real men, and real brothers.

There are also Yunmeng, Weiwei, Amiens, Momo, and Xiaoxi, these are destined to be with him for the rest of his life.

Eternity is just a game and a virtual world for others, but eternity for him is a fate.

Without eternity, or without the gods, there would be no where he is today, and they and they that he cherishes, and he must be passers-by.

Therefore, he is so eager that the gods who carry the feelings and glory of countless people can always be gods, and he is so eager that the "souls" of the gods can be passed on until the moment when the eternal world ends.

It's his duty, his ambition!

He didn't want to see the gods one day, like the Heavenly Wind Alliance of the past and today's myths, go into decline step by step.

The history of the gods should be a magnificent epic.

Never fade!

"Overlord!"

"Gods!"

"Overlord!"

"Gods!"

A roar like thunder suddenly resounded throughout the four fields, and the sound of swords and shields clashing was like a desolate war drum, and the sound was thunderous.

300,000 warriors have not moved, but they have the unparalleled momentum of the wind tiger and cloud dragon.

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, and the smile on his face behind the Shura Illusion was flying.

As he slowly raised his right arm, the armor behind him shook violently, and at the front of the military formation, the shields and armor were connected, and the spears of the forest were neatly revealed from the gaps in the shield wall.

"Attack!"

Arm swing down!

Suddenly, 300,000 tigers and warriors rushed like tigers, and the whole earth trembled, and the wind rose from the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky, and swept like smoke dragons......

The final battle of the myth of the destruction of the realm of the gods kicked off with the sound of battle horns like rolling thunder.

……

Ye Feng didn't make a move, he just stepped on the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and his eyes were calm looking down at the troll castle that was dyed red with blood in an instant.

Today, looking at the world, he is invincible in the world, why should he be greedy for a moment of speed, and ignore the monstrous war intent of 300,000 gods and men.

If he made a move, the fortress gate, which seemed to be cast of steel and iron, could hold up for a long time under the ravages of Ragnarok. If he doesn't make a move, he wants the whole world to see, not only him, not just 80,000 red robes, all the army of the gods can be called sharp, the best in the world!

Gods, invincible!

As it sloped westward, the moat that was originally like a blue belt around the city had already turned into a scarlet river of blood, and the originally thick and majestic city wall had already become a ruin under the continuous attack of the army of 300,000 gods.

In just two hours, the outer city defense line south of the Troll Castle was completely lost, and the iron flow gathered by the 300,000 troops flooded into the Troll Castle in a devastating manner, and it seemed that it could form an offensive against the inner city with higher defense capabilities.

But what about the high defenses? The army of the gods, nothing is broken, nothing is indestructible!

Ye Feng stood with his sword in the air, urging the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird to sweep across the outer battlefield and fly towards the inner city of the Troll Castle unhurriedly.

He had expected the battle to be particularly severe, and the street fighting ended quickly and unexpectedly. In all directions, the streets and alleys leading to the inner city of the Troll Castle were quickly cleared and occupied by the army of the gods, and the fire points hidden on the rooftop eaves were wiped out by the precise strikes of the gods and goblin artillery.

Vulnerable!

This is by no means the true strength of a myth! Ye Feng had no doubt that a huge myth, even if it had reached the end of a plate of scattered sand and falling apart, there would still be thousands of die-hard fans who would follow him at this decisive juncture.

What is a die-hard fan, that is, it does not ask about right and wrong, has nothing to do with good and evil, life and death do not give up, only the word "myth" can make them fight to the end.

However, no matter how loyal you are, it is impossible not to be affected by the rumors that spread throughout the Mythical Guild, and loyalty and courage cannot make up for the gap in strength. After all, when it comes to momentum, the gods are absolutely the best in the world.

In short, the Mythical Diehard faced the Tiger and Wolf Division, who was determined to destroy the Myth with his own hands, and did not have any chance to show his true strength, nor did he have any advantage in taking a shot.

Because, the myth has rotted from the roots.

If you still want to recast the former glory, you can only tear it down and rebuild.

However, Ye Feng obviously won't give the myth the slightest chance to make a comeback.

In his plan, after this battle, the scattered mythical players will be bloodily hunted down by the gods, and they will never die!

Not only did he want to uproot the myth, but he also wanted to completely erase the once glorious name of the myth.

……

Just as the barricades of the alleys of the Troll Castle were completely lost, and the army of the gods officially completed the siege of the inner city, a high-pitched and angry roar suddenly rose from the middle of the inner city like angry thunder, and soared into the sky.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, sharing the eagle eyes of the dragon beast, and followed the prestige.

The city lord's mansion in the center of the castle, which adhered to the architectural style of the mythical tyrants, was covered by a shadow that was brilliant and overflowing gold, which was the shadow cast by the huge wings of the eighth-order demon dragon.

Immediately, there was a roar of beasts and eagles, and as many as fourteen flying mounts rose into the air around the demon dragon. Most of the grades are the fifth and sixth orders, and the knights who ride on the air are all elite private armed dragon god guards who belong to Qin Shi Mingyue.

The number is quite bluffing, Ye Feng only has one person and one rider on his side, but this quantitative gap is far from reaching Cheng Dù, which causes qualitative change due to quantitative change, if there is no central strategy of the eighth-order demon demon dragon, Ye Feng will have enough confidence to slaughter them against these fourteen empty horses, with the ferocity of the golden-winged Dapeng bird alone, Ye Feng will have enough confidence to slaughter them.

However, even if there was an eighth-order demon dragon's existence? Even if Emperor Shakti comes back and fights hand in hand with Qin Shi Mingyue, Ye Feng has nothing to fear!

"President, this posture, the dragon god is going to die. Do you want me to come over? ”

The call of the rain of flowers and rain was sent, you are the god of hunting, and as one of the captains of the five main battle legions of the gods, of course the rain has its own empty horse. In the air battle, no matter how strong the ground forces are, they will not play a big role. Seeing Qin Shi Mingyue's huge tossing momentum, he naturally wanted to come over to help.

"No, you don't." Ye Feng replied, "I'll deal with it, you go to find the Smoke and Rain Maze, miss this opportunity to kill him, it will be difficult to find it next time." ”

"Then be careful."

The rain agreed, turned off the call, and ordered the troops to speed up the advance.

Just because of the traitor of the Smoke and Rain Maze, Tingyulou, a super guild that used to be among the top ten guilds in China, fell apart, and the depth of hatred in the game world is almost incompatible. The mood of slaughtering the smoke and rain maze with his own hands is naturally not the general urgency.

Ye Feng's gaze returned to the front, and his hand in Ragnarok couldn't help but tighten, urging the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird to spread out a golden wave in the air, and rushed towards the shadow that enveloped the City Lord's Mansion.

"Tuoba Evil ......"

The hideous demon dragon suddenly froze, and the fourteen empty horses on his side were hovering left and right, looking at Ye Feng who was a hundred zhang away, and Qin Shi Mingyue's scarlet pupils seemed to be burning. He had imagined countless times that he had once regarded as a plaything and an ant, but now he was a hegemon, and his reputation was trampled under the feet and crushed by an enemy whose reputation no one could match, but now when he saw him again, he realized that he could no longer earn half a cent of his tongue except to shout the name.

What if you take advantage of the mouth? The terrible anger on his face is just to expose his essence of being strong and inward, strong on the outside, and strong in the middle.

Because he's the loser! A complete loser!

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said lightly: "I don't like to chat with scumbags very much. But I still want to tell you that the grudge between you and me will not end because of this war. Qin Han...... You owe me my life! ”

Qin Shi Mingyue suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he could feel the sweat and hairs on his back, fear, and shudder.

"Ryujin, he's coming."

The nervous reminder of his subordinates made Qin Shi Mingyue suddenly come back to his senses, and he saw that a violent wind suddenly rose in the sky and earth, and the golden waves were whistling.

Qin Shi Mingyue is Qin Shi Mingyue, the battle is about to break out, he immediately forced himself to calm down, pointed at his sword, the evil dragon under his feet churned black mist and roared in the sky, and the ancient and strange carvings on the god-level black magic sword suddenly brightened.

"Kill!"

Qin Shi Mingyue let out a low roar, and the formation of a total of fifteen empty horses, including the Demon Demon Dragon, immediately changed, from defense to attack, extremely skilled, obviously after countless drills.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a move of his right hand, Ragnarok, who had already been ready to attack, jumped into his palm, and the sword body runes swirled around the sword, and one after another red blood burst out. His right hand, wrapped in spiky Chaos Hand Armor, was empty and he let out a cold snort.

"Overlord Realm!"

The heavens and the earth were discolored, and suddenly a thunderclap sounded, with the golden-winged Dapeng bird as the center, a huge area of airspace was torn apart, and pieces of blood swept down from the cracks in the space.

At that moment, Ye Feng's momentum was as strong as a demon god, threatening the heavens and the earth!

"Overlord! Invincibility! ”

"Overlord! Invincibility! ”

The attacking army of gods on the ground shouted excitedly, and the roar echoed through the sky, overwhelming the roar of the huge air horseman.

In just two or three seconds, the blood of the shattered space converged into a sea, and the strange scene was as if a terrifying sea of blood roared across the heavens and the earth.

"The power of the realm?"

Qin Shi Mingyue's face was like ashes in an instant, and the courage and confidence that he had finally mustered up to kill Ye Feng immediately collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

He didn't understand how a player, no matter how strong his strength was, could unleash such a terrifying realm and such a terrifying coercion.

This air cavalry team, which is determined to keep the last glimmer of glory of the myth, is unavoidable, and involuntarily blends into the sea of blood in the realm. Under the oppression of Ye Feng's powerful qi machine, Mo said that those fifth-order and sixth-order ordinary air horses, even the eighth-order demon dragon couldn't stop trembling.

With the continuous oppression of the realm that became more and more dense and almost condensed into substance, it was difficult for Qin Shi Mingyue to drive the demon dragon in the slightest, he could only watch himself and his companions who were contaminated with the power of the realm, and his own attributes fell little by little.

Whether it was the high-spirited army of the gods or the demoralized mythical defenders, the fierce air battle they had expected to be bloody and cruel and destined to be written into the annals of eternal history did not come.

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Ye Feng, who was hanging in the air, just clasped Ragnarok with both hands, and with a leisurely wave, a sword light like flowing water passed through and melted into the sea of blood in the realm, suddenly turning into a surging sword curtain......

The relaxed sword seemed to have the divine power to sweep the heavens and the earth, and the blood in the sky seemed to be instantly sucked into the sword light, the sky returned to normal, and only a majestic and incomparable red sword roared forward between the heavens and the earth.

Then, the fifteen empty horsemen and the knights on their backs all shattered, and large pieces of flesh and bones fell down one after another, like a sudden rain of blood.

The golden-winged Dapeng bird chirped excitedly, and without Ye Feng's drive, it used its sharp claws like dragon claws to suck the energy crystal nuclei over in the air.

Finally, there was nothing left in the sky except for the golden flame waves that floated the golden-winged Dapeng bird and the proud and upright figure.

Ye Feng raised his hand and pointed at the crumbling City Lord's Mansion and pressed it gently.

"Empire, attack!"

"Empire, attack!" 10,000 people responded.

The Troll Castle, which had been a majestic city a few hours ago, was gradually reduced to ruins under the fierce onslaught of the gods.

The curtain slowly fell, and from now on, there would be no more myths in eternity, replaced by the powerful empire of the gods......