Xuanyuan Emperor Ancestor?

Fang Shuo's memory was very vague, but the surname Xuanyuan was very impressive to him.

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered a person named Xuanyuan Bupo, although he couldn't remember his appearance, but there must be an inextricable relationship.

Seeing that Xuanyuan was about to blow himself up when he raised Yuan Ying without regrets, Fang Shuo suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked a finger at the void, if nothing else, for this surname that was still fresh in his memory, he did not hesitate to make a move.

At your fingertips.

A powerful wave of energy descended from the sky, centered on Xuanyuan Wuregret, and quickly spread to all sides, and the extremely hard beetles one after another, as if they were burned by the high temperature of tens of millions of degrees Celsius, instantly turned into nothing.

Fang Shuo was still a little stingy, and only selectively wiped out the insect army that surrounded Xuanyuan without regrets.

Just for the sake of an impression of a surname, he exterminated a full 10,000 beetles, which was already considered a violation of his own principles, and he would never intervene again unless there was a more sufficient reason.

In order not to interfere too much in the war against his principles, Fang Shuo traveled thousands of miles to the other side of the Yama Star in an instant, changed his position and posture, and continued to examine this familiar and unfamiliar world.

There was no peaceful airspace in the entire sky over Yama.

Fang Shuo's underneath was also shrouded in the flames of war.

More than a hundred masters of Yuan Infant Stage cultivation, under the leadership of a little girl, are fighting against thousands of insect armies.

The little girl is eighteen years old, wearing alloy armor and an alloy helmet, her face is exquisite, her eyes are black and shiny, her face and eyes are very normal, and the ponytail is a little weird, as if she deliberately made a hole in the back of the helmet, and the shaking ponytail is like a flag, as if to declare to the world that women can also fight on the battlefield.

Behind her are most of the big men, and their strength and cultivation are comparable, if it weren't for her special status, no one would be willing to take her as the leader.

They fight in team mode, and sometimes they change into a phalanx, like a moving castle; After a while, it turned into a word array, like a giant dragon, killing the insect army and crushing the army.

The tired monks returned to the formation to rest for a while, and then continued to take turns to fight, as long as they were not scattered by the insect army, as long as they were not left alone, the cultivators could remain invincible for a long time.

"Mu Jun, be careful!"

The claws of an insect beetle pierced through the crowd and struck the little girl in the chest, and one of them, a teenager of the same age, swung his ice blade and slashed at the claw.

Mu Jun shook the red spear and smiled at the young man to show his gratitude.

The young man with the Xuan Ice Knife is called Gu Nanan, he and Mu Jun have always been inseparable, advancing and retreating together, and their purpose is also very clear, to be a competent flower messenger.

"Ahh

The bloody battle was only for the Pomeranians to laugh, and who thought that this smile distracted him, and a beetle took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack, successfully plunging his claws into his chest.

The beauty smiled and turned into a death smile!

Sad, weeping, lamentable!

Seeing this, Mu Jun's eyes became blood-red, and she picked up a gun and stabbed into the beetle's body, shaking it hard, and the beetle was instantly shattered, and her flesh and blood splashed all over her.

"Brother Gu, Brother Gu......" Mu Jun couldn't cry, and rushed up to hold Gu Nanan tightly in his arms.

Gunanan was bleeding profusely and his face was pale, but he was still smiling.

"My brother is just a little tired, and he will be fine after a while."

"Woo... Woo..., Brother Gu, hold on, I'll take you back. ”

"It's okay, it's really okay, leave me alone."

In such a cruel battlefield, the seriously injured can only die, and even if they want to be rescued, they have to pay a heavy price.

Mu Jun picked up Gu Nanan and rushed out of the human wall, vowing to save Gu Nanan's life.

The other cultivators couldn't stop it, so they could only watch them being surrounded by the insect army, which was very dangerous for them to get out of the list, and now they were holding a dying person, if they wanted to save people, it would be better to kill themselves.

"Scrap wood!" In Fang Shuo's eyes, they were too irrational, so Fang Shuo couldn't help but scold.

Love in the field is precious, but such a child-like relationship will eventually be a tragic ending.

Fang Shuo scolded them for being a waste material, but his heart ached, as if this kind of thing had happened to him before, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

Mu Jun laid an enchantment around her body, this enchantment has a very low defensive power, and it was broken before she rushed out of ten steps, and the beetle's claws attacked from all directions, piercing her armor and burrowing into her body, her body became numb, and she didn't feel pain at all.

There are so many insects that they come in waves, as if they can never be killed.

The black hail that the black snow turned into was densely packed and fell non-stop, hitting the armor with a crackling sound.

Mu Jun gasped heavily, carrying a man one size older than herself, and kept killing the enemy, her body was overloaded, and the footsteps of death were getting closer and closer.

Fang Shuo stood on top of their heads with his hands behind his back, looking down indifferently.

The indifference on the surface can't hide the entanglement in his heart, and he has been trying to convince himself to help them, if not for their singing and crying love, but for them to be human like himself.

Although he selectively forgets a lot of things related to himself, he can often smell the residual smell of blood on his hands, so he has an incomparably aversion to killing in his bones.

"Silly girl, leave me alone, you go quickly!"

"I can't leave you, never!"

"You have to live well, promise me, you have to live."

"No, if you're not there, I'd better live than die."

"Hurry up and let me down, I'm going to fight with you, I'm going to protect you."

The two hugged each other tightly, ready to accept the arrangement of fate and go to the road of Huangquan hand in hand.

If it weren't for the cold air that solidified the wounds, the two of them would have died of blood loss, and although they were still alive, they were completely incapacitated to fight.

Fang Shuo's heart trembled slightly, and a sour feeling struck, this was the second time he was touched, even if he could turn a blind eye, he couldn't deceive his heart.

Fang Shuo finally moved.

For the sake of this undying love, this reason could not be more sufficient.

Fang Shuo freed up a hand and snapped his fingers at his feet, and the sound was like thunder breaking through the air.

Bang... Bang...

The beetles exploded one after another, like a series of firecrackers being ignited, and the sound of explosions was incessant and deafening.

A snap of the fingers, a corpse.

Fang Shuo's performance was still stingy as before, exterminating hundreds of beetles, only to gain enough space for the two of them to escape.

It is a miracle that the heavens descend upon it, and the world will look up and look at it.

This time, Fang Shuo was too close to them, so before he could leave, he was discovered by the cultivators.