They were in a clearing at the moment, and hundreds of meters in front of them, there was a sinkhole in the midst of the fog and rain.

The opening of the sinkhole is nearly 1,000 square meters, and the depth is bottomless, and you can only see the position at most more than ten meters deep, and then there is darkness, only to see the rain line falling, and then there is no trace in the darkness.

And just a sinkhole doesn't make people feel that there is any problem, such a natural landscape is not uncommon in the Federation, and what makes Han Xu and Emperor Shenxuan's bodies stiff is ...... Next to the sinkhole, there are two simple stone monuments, but they are extremely shocking, and just by looking at them, you can feel the strength of the sea and the sea.

The two steles are lonely in the storm, in this forbidden place far away from the human survival circle, the light gray is soaked in a deep rain by the rain, from left to right, two lines of blood are written on the two stone tablets that cannot be destroyed or dimmed by the wind and rain outside the wall for hundreds of years:

"In the future, human beings will continue to live and die - Xu Shenfeng remains. ”

"Maybe someone will still come here, please leave, human beings only need a circle, than to explore the unknown, the existing existence is more worthy of cherishing - Tang Shengtuliu. ”

Staring at the two lines of big characters, Emperor Shenxuan's vigilant expression gradually loosened, and a stream of heat rushed to his head from the soles of his feet. He couldn't hide his excitement and stepped forward, holding his sword all the year round, no matter how good the tonic was, his rough palm could not be smoothed, and he gently stroked the stone tablet left by Xu Shenfeng, sliding along the handwriting trend.

Judging from the content of the inscription, it is obvious that these two stone tablets are very likely to be left here by the two seriously injured ancestors after the end of the battle, the text is extremely simple, there is no gorgeous rhetoric, not even a little ancient rhyme, and it is difficult to see the cultural connotation that the great man should have.

However, the tragedy of the battle back then and the tragic sense of dying in a desperate situation three hundred years ago were vividly emanated in the straight and sharp strokes of the font.

"Emperor Zu, I, I'm here. In the past few years, Emperor Shenxuan, who has been cruel and ruthless to outsiders, has a gleam of water in his eyes, but no one knows whether it is tears or this cold rainstorm that fell into his eyes.

Han Xu, who was carried in his hand, took a deep breath as he could not contain his emotions, feeling the sword qi transmitted by the stone tablet, even if he had not had contact with the legendary ancestral emperor three hundred years ago, even if there was no evidence to prove that this stone tablet was left by Xu Shenfeng, but standing here, looking at these stone tablets with ordinary appearance, he just couldn't raise any questions in his heart.

Han Xu struggled to turn his head sideways, staring at the stone tablet inscribed by Tang Shengtu through the rain curtain, and Tang Shengtu, who obviously had different feelings from Xu Shenfeng, the content expressed in his last words was also completely different, Han Xu vaguely had an ominous premonition, and then looked at the sinkhole in front of him, his expression solemn and panicked.

Is there really a Beast Emperor underneath these? Emperor Xuan, is he really going to complete the soul dementoring?

"Since I met you, my luck has not been good, but it doesn't matter, because you ordinary people have an ancient saying that Feng Shui takes turns, and now, it's my chance. ”

Emperor Shenxuan's hand slid down from the stone tablet, and after saying this sentence lightly, he crossed this milestone that had demarcated the human era three hundred years ago and walked towards the sinkhole.

Han continued to struggle hard, like a fish struggling in the face of slaughter, even if he knew that he was facing the emperor of the Holy Realm, and his body was also injured under the sword of the Iron Mountain, he was just a lamb to be slaughtered, how to struggle, there was no point at all, even his vitality and spiritual power were not released under the pressure of this emperor.

The cold struggle did not produce any value, but the footsteps of Emperor Shenxuan suddenly stopped.

He was confident and excited, and even because of being a descendant of the Ancestral Emperor, his face full of pride and sense of mission with the glory of the Ancestral Emperor became pale, and then nervous and panicked, and his face was exposed to him unconcealably.

Emperor Shenxuan's head slowly drooped, and his heavy gaze fell to his feet.

The sinkhole was in front of him, but he could no longer take any further steps, because under his feet, at some point, a black pool of water had formed, like a black swamp, and his feet were sucked away. The body of the dignified Holy Realm was thus restricted by this inconspicuous black water, making him only a stone's throw away from his destination, but it seemed to be thousands of miles apart.

Han Xu was puzzled by the sudden stop of Emperor Shenxuan, following his line of sight, staring at the black water under Emperor Shenxuan's feet, the black that was so deep that it swallowed up all his sight, making him immediately think of the name that shocked the eternals.

This name only appeared in his mind, and suddenly a terrifying aura descended in the sky, and the absurd astonishment of Cao Cao Cao, as well as a hint of happiness, bloomed from the cold heart in an instant.

Whether it was one man and one emperor in the forest, or the federal soldiers stationed at the edge of the island, or the soldiers and generals fighting on the sea or in the sky, they all sensed the arrival of this aura, and everyone's backs felt the coldness that was countless times lower than this cold winter and this rainstorm.

Black bats appeared in the sky, and the bats seemed to fly out of the ocean, and in an instant, the sea at the end of the field of vision was densely covered with the sky, flying from the far sky and occupying the sky.

And in this huge group of demon rock bats, there is a black figure erected, and the bats respectfully consigned this demon king, who is so terrifying to human beings that history and the future are trembling, that they came to this sea area that does not belong to humans.

"Nangong bat?" Tie Shan raised his head, and the dignified iron-blooded expression of the battle with the Zhehua couple was shattered in an instant, and panic and stunned appeared. After so many years in the army, he has been fighting all his life, but he can't resist the aura of this famous demon king.

Their actions are secretive, and Han Xu was able to chase him here, which has surprised him to the extreme, and the goddess and the others also felt that this place was in the form of a ghost battleship, which surprised them even more, but these things are still things that they can accept, but the arrival of Nangong Bat is to directly break their scale, which has always been biased towards them.

And taking advantage of this gap, Wan Huahong stepped on the sound of Tang Guozong's qin waves and swept in front of Tie Shan, and her figure was like petals walking with the wind, mixed with a few pieces of flying roses, and slapped on Tie Shan's chest.

Boom –

Iron Mountain flew upside down and crashed into the steel battleship, only to hear a roar, the battleship was smashed out of a big hole in an instant, and slowly sank in the screams of the soldiers in the ship, and the heavy figure of Iron Mountain turned into a black line with the complete opposite swiftness, and smashed heavily into the sea.

The general naturally has the capital to be a general, even if the state of mind was temporarily shattered because of the appearance of Nangong Bat Fu, but the instinct of battle and the ability to self-regulate emotions as a soldier were not lost, while smashing into the sea, the vitality exploded in the meridians, and there was a roar between the tail of the iron sword and the palm, and it flew out of his hand, and the sword surface was almost attached to the sea, and then turned into a white line, which was covered and buried by the waves.

In the next moment, this iron sword jumped up from the sea like a swimming fish, as if the power and power of the entire mountain were poured into the sword body, and pierced the face of ten thousand flowers.

A majestic golden mountain shadow hundreds of meters high appeared outside the sword body.

Because he shot without reservation, he poured all his strength into the palm that he had just blasted out, and he didn't leave a way for himself to retreat, and he didn't expect that Tie Shan would be able to counterattack at this time, so in the face of this counterattack, Wan Huahong didn't have time to react at all, and there was no way to avoid it.

Tang Guozong's figure appeared in front of his beloved wife, just like when they first met, when he walked in front and she followed behind, he was shy and youthful.

The guzheng in his hand became a sledgehammer, smashing into the flying long sword, the guzheng faced the "Jinshan Sword" of the iron mountain, and it turned into powder in an instant, and the sound of the string breaking was more poignant than any piano sound just now, and then in the powder and broken wood slag flying, the iron sword stabbed Tang Guozong's chest.

Then the long sword pierced through his body, and swept towards the ghost warship behind him, and between the battleships and the battleships, disappeared into the distance.

The delicate blood flowers bloomed in the chest, and through her partner's chest, she could see the figure of the war on the opposite side, in her painful gaze, Tang Guozong's fingers holding the piano were bloody, and the figure who was still singing on the waves just now fell to his knees on the surface of the sea, falling towards the bottom of the sea hundreds of meters deep.

"Brother Tang!"

Wan Huahong's face was pale, hundreds of petals appeared in the water, and he floated to the water like a dragon, Wan Huahong hugged his beloved body deeply into his arms from behind, and the rain-stained face, clearly visible tears flowed out.

The anxious Wan Hua Hong injected her vitality into the body of the Tang Sect, and the grief did not make her lose the control of her vitality, and she did her best to control the uncontrollable blood in his body, but the horror of this injury far exceeded the ability of her powerhouse in the Fighting Realm.

"Brother Tang, I'll take you to Doctor Bian!"

"No need, Sister Wan. Tang Guozong stroked the arm around his neck with Wanhuahong, "This kind of injury, the divine doctor can't save it, I'm already going to die." ”

The voice was a little weaker, but there was no pessimism, and I couldn't hear the tone that a dying person could make, but when, on the surface, they were glamorous and respectful, but in private they were very infatuated and infatuated couples, Wan Huahong knew her husband very well, and knew that he was really dying.

"What are you crying about? When we first met, you told me you liked me, what did I ask you?"

Wanhuahong stubbornly wanted to hold back her tears, but the tears still couldn't help but flow downstream, she tried her best to suppress her crying, but her voice still sobbed uncontrollably: "You said that when you are with you, you have to be ready for life and death...... I've figured this out. ”

"You told me at the time, you figured it out. Tang Guozong gently stroked her palm, "I believe your words, silly sister, don't lie to my brother." ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Tang Guozong looked down at the blood hole in his chest, and then looked up at the sky.

Nangong Bat stepped on the figure of the Demon Rock Bat, and had already swept over the island, and no one dared to stop him, and the federal army that was showing off its might in front of the abandoned people's army, without even a single bullet, had the courage to try to snipe the man in black in the air.

A scarred and about to sink federal giant ship found the soulless Orihua couple on the sea, and under the command of Hu Siyu, an officer of the three armies of the Yongguan, with the bravery and tragedy of ten thousand people, crashed towards them.

Wanhuahong did not leave with her beloved, because the bright red flames enveloped the battleship in an instant, swallowing the entire battleship, and only continued to sail forward for about ten meters, and the steel giant ship was wiped out, as if it had never existed on the sea, only the place where the battleship disappeared, and the boiling sea water in the torrential rain proved the existence of the fuel just now.

A man in a big red robe, like a flame, appeared on the top of a ghost warship out of thin air.

In the sky, a burly man with a flying machine on his back bombarded the federal military with hundreds of cannons flying with him, and his figure flew up in a dashing manner two hundred meters from the sea, and these hundreds of cannonballs bombarded the battleships of the Federation.

The terrifying sea of fire obscures and blocks everything.

The appearance of Nangong Bat naturally represents the appearance of Lin Xuechen and Li Enya, with their help, now this final battle that came suddenly and has been reduced a lot because of the expedition outside the wall, there is no suspense.

Tang Guozong squinted his eyes slightly, which he could no longer open, leaning on the arms of his beloved, looking at the black shadow that disappeared into the mist above the island, his face full of satisfaction.

On this battlefield, there are only a handful of people who know them, and in the big drama that has been set off over the years, the two of them are not a crucial role, so his fall at this moment does not seem to be vigorous, and perhaps not many people will be saddened by this......

He doesn't need anyone to grieve for his death, because the love is behind him, and the future is just around the corner, so what does it matter if he lives or dies?

Tang Guozong lowered his eyelids with a smile, and the sound of artillery fire and his wife's pain disappeared forever in this natural wind and rain and the intertwined sound of bullets and bullets.

......

The figure of Nangong bats crossed the mountains and forests, and under the support of the bat group, they walked leisurely to the side of Emperor Shenxuan dozens of meters away.

As if there was no one around him, Nangong Bat just calmly looked at the two stone tablets, pondering the words on the two stone tablets.

Han Xu couldn't feel the slightest breath on his body, it seemed that he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who didn't have the slightest breath of a martial artist.

Emperor Shenxuan's frowning eyebrows gradually opened.

The pride of the emperor, and in front of the stone tablet left by the ancestral emperor, Emperor Xu Xuezong did not allow himself to show his cowardice, as well as the unwillingness to show weakness between the old enemies, with the appearance of Nangong bat, Emperor Shenxuan's expression became confident and calm.

"You're curious, what's under the pit?" Nangong Bat turned his head to look at the golden figure beside him with his hands behind his back.

Emperor Shenxuan looked at his black figure, and vaguely saw the scene of a golden dragon and thousands of black bats fighting in the sky.

"Hmm. Emperor Shenxuan simply bowed his head, "As long as I am given a certain chance, I can kill you." ”