Although the archbishop's age is so old, a half-saint is a half-saint after all, and the defects in age and physical deficiencies will eventually be supplemented in the face of the strength of the sign-in.

In the dark depths of the earth, feeling the terrifying majesty above his head and the unique earthy smell in the surrounding soil, the archbishop's face showed a faint and helpless smile.

"Alas, it's old after all."

The title of the third emperor of the demon clan, how can it be called in vain, although there is a huge gap between Lao Hei and himself in terms of cultivation and strength, but in the end, it will be made up for by the physical advantage.

Feeling the injuries on his body, the archbishop's face showed a look of helplessness, he didn't care much about death, after all, he had lived for so long.

He didn't want to think about what the Sage was thinking in his heart, after all, he hadn't reached that height yet, even though he knew that the Sage was looking at him in the void.

But the archbishop didn't think that he would save himself, after all, in front of the saint, there were ants below the holy level, not to mention that there was another existence in the distance, silently watching.

The saint is powerful, but also extremely destructive, and the battle between the saints is enough to destroy the entire Death Mountain Range, and it is enough to change the pattern of this continent that has been calm for thousands of years.

Since the war of more than 100,000 years, the Holy See of Light and various forces have divided their spheres of influence in various continents, although they have not pointed it out openly, but everyone understands it in their hearts.

For the sake of hard-won peace, and at the same time for the ultimate goal of becoming a god, it is not possible or allowed to dispatch the highest combat power in the existing world, the saint, between the good forces, between the continents and the continents.

……

Every dispatch of the saint represents the beginning of the war between the two forces, so the demon clan, which has been silent for thousands of years, will be so angry and cruel when it is attacked in its ancestral land.

Shaking his head helplessly, looking at the ray of sunlight above his head, the archbishop's face showed a look of relief and said lightly.

"It's over, it's all over."

Although he is a powerful demi-saint, when facing the attacks of dozens of emperors, especially in it, there is a perverted existence like Lao Hei.

His end will be death after all, in fact, death is not something to be feared and difficult to accept, the reason why the demon clan will participate in this operation may be just for the anger in his heart, and revenge on the Holy See of Light.

Even if a great war of destruction really broke out between the demon clan and the Bright Sect, what did it have to do with him, after all, he had already escaped into reincarnation and hell at that time.

……

Death will come eventually, but sometimes only at night, when the weakened archbishop can no longer crawl out of the ground, and the heart of the Bishop of Light will already be dead.

In this war, the light forces failed, and the defeat was very complete and helpless, and no one thought that with the help of the demi-saints, things would turn out like this.

"You won, but the light will never fade away."

Looking up at the excited and joyful crowd quietly, Bishop Light's face showed a look of sadness and pain, looking at his blood-covered palms with such panic and a hint of helplessness.

In the face of death, not everyone has the courage to face it, let alone every person who chooses to blow himself up for the anger or unwillingness in his heart at the moment of death.

People are always cowardly and false, and like the Bishop of Light, he did not do so, even though his self-detonation would cause a lot of trouble for the dark Ones.

After all, after the self-explosion, everything really ended and ended, and as the palm full of bright breath slowly patted down, a generation of emperors, the head of the Bright Sect of the Eastern Continent, left this world with unwillingness and helplessness.

……

"Well, it's buried."

Looking at the Bishop of Light, who was slowly losing his vitality and fainting on the bloodstained scorched earth, Lao Hei's face showed a look of helplessness and awe, and he said lightly.

Turning his head to look at the dark forces that were also sad but excited, Lao Hei said helplessly and in a low voice.

"It's over, it's over, I've had enough, you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, he led the demon clan out of the center of the battlefield that had long been reduced to ruins.

……

But is the war really over? The answer, of course, is no.

The Flying Jiao Grassland is nothing more than hundreds of thousands of weak monks who have died, and the blood and unwillingness that remain have formed terrifying and terrifying blood spirits.

The number of demon slaying armies is very large, and the quality is not comparable to that of the demon beasts that died on the Feijiao Grassland and humans, not to mention that in this war, there are so many powerful emperor-level masters, and the existence of the king has lost his life.

When unwilling and angry blood and souls gathered in the vast Mountains of Death, the center of the battlefield was terrifying and eerie.

It is not clear what people will become when they die, where they will go, hell or reincarnation, although hell has appeared in this world in ancient times, but it is just a special place after all.

Hell is the destination of death, and it is the home of the soul, but is there really reincarnation in hell? No one knows and no one understands.

The only thing people can know is that if a person dies with reluctance and anger, the soul or spirit body will remain on the corpse and eventually become a terrifying and strange existence.

If there are many, many dead bodies in a place, like the Mountains of Death, then it will become a terrifying and dangerous Jedi.

Leaving the body, wandering with a chaotic spirit, relying on instinct to act, if you don't take any precautions and plans, the Death Mountain will eventually become a dangerous and terrifying Jedi.

……

"Alas......"

Looking down at the mountains full of death, Walliper Rose's face hidden in the void showed a look of helplessness, as a spokesman for light, but also a participant and observer of this war, although he was so reluctant in his heart, but for the justice of his heart, and at the same time, it was also so that those poor souls could be freed from death.

Turning his head to look at the dark figure in the distance, a helpless look appeared on his face, and he said lightly.

"If you don't want your men to become lonely ghosts, don't bother me for a while."

After speaking, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he slowly sat down, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and his face was so helpless with a hint of hideousness.