Lu Chunyang's godhead was shattered, severely damaging the army of the Sword God Clan, and at the same time drawing a perfect end to this battle between the primeval god kings.

The Sword God Clan can question my identity as an outsider, but they can't question my sword, because in this battle, I defeated Lu Chunyang in the way of the sword.

Later, Chunjun's strong transformation completely dispelled the remaining rebellious heart of the Sword God Clan.

Chun Jun, who incarnated as the origin of the sword, carried the sword qi power enough to deter the primeval sword god clan.

And she herself also went directly to the Sword God Clan to reorganize the army, disbanded the Sword Pavilion, ordered the gods to return to their clans, recruit generals, and wait for Murong Yuanrui to wake up, form the Ancient God Realm Revenge Army, and declare war on the Heavenly Dao.

After the end of the Battle of the Holy City of the Sun, there has been endless snow in the northern frontier.

The snow was overwhelming, and Yang Yang saw that it was devouring and sprinkling, falling all over the sky.

The snow is cold, and the city of heroes is even colder.

The death of the warriors of the five clans made the whole of the God of War clan sad.

If it weren't for the sacrifice of the warriors of the five clans, there would be no mirror revival of the will of the primeval god of war, and Murong Yuanrui would definitely not be able to support me to rush to the rescue.

Five statues, erected on the square of the Temple of the Mars.

I personally carved a monument to the heroes of the five tribes, with eight big characters: ghosts and gods, thinking about themselves.

In order to commemorate the sacrifices made by the warriors of the five clans such as Zhan Wuru and Zhan Wuxian to protect Murong Yuanrui.

This monument to heroes is forbidden to the number of demonic qi, as long as the demonic path is not extinguished, this monument can forever protect the city of heroes and protect the people of the god of war.

Although I carved a stele in the City of Heroes, I didn't intend to let the Demon Dao interfere in the affairs of the Ancient God Realm.

Even though the goddess of revenge, the goddess of ice and snow, and others have successively expressed their sincerity to become disciples of the Demon Dao, I have not accepted them into the Demon Dao.

The primeval Three Realms represent the past of the universe, and the Demon Dao represents the future of the universe.

The past is immutable, the future is unpredictable. If the Demon Dao interfered in the affairs of the Ancient God Realm, the Chain of Fate would simply not be able to withstand such a powerful force of cause and effect.

Although Murong Yuanrui has the status of the Demon Dao Master, she does not belong to the Demon Dao disciples, and she will not spread the Demon Dao teachings when she comes to the God Realm, so her being the Ancient God King does not involve the dispute between the past and the future.

The City of Heroes, the Temple of the God of War.

Yuan Rui has not woken up for a long time, and today is the seventh day.

Her complexion had long since been restored to its original state, and her snow-white skin was still shrouded in a faint glow, sacred and noble.

For the past seven days, I have been by her side almost every inch.

Listening to her heartbeat, her breathing, tugging at every throbbing of her body.

I owe Yuan Rui too much in this life, I thought that there would never be a result with her, who knew that creation made people, she had not yet become my wife, so she became the mother of my children first.

Thinking of everything I had with her in Kunlun, I felt like a dream.

I had to hold her arm to tell myself that she was here.

The snow and ice will melt, and the jade tree will grow old. Only unforgettable feelings will only become more and more precious with time.

Yuan Rui has a perfect face, the temperament of a fairy, even in a deep sleep, it is also suffocatingly beautiful.

The Kunlun Fairy who was once icy and jade, the majestic and noble Immortal Dao Patriarch, the sacred and solemn Ancient God of War, and now the Demon Dao Master Mother, and the mother of my children.

The snow fell for seven days, and I also spent seven days of warmth and tranquility by Yuan Rui's side.

As much as I would like to stay by her side forever, I know I can't stay in the divine realm forever.

After using the power of fate to reverse time and space, I often have a very bad feeling in my heart, and this feeling makes me panic.

The power of fate is the shackles that imprison the way of heaven.

I suspect that this bad premonition of mine is probably related to the Heavenly Dao.

It's a pity that I can't perceive what is happening in the human world in the divine realm, and I don't know that the human world is now shrouded in an unprecedented crisis, and even the Kun in the Northern Stygian Sea was born ahead of schedule.

On the eighth day, the snow stopped.

Murong Yuanrui woke up from his slumber, opened his eyebrows and saw me, revealing a look of surprise and joy. Before he got up and noticed that he was dressed indecently, he quickly lay down, covered his open collar with a quilt, and said coquettishly: "Xie Lan, you go out first......"

I smiled softly and walked out of the bedroom.

After waiting outside for a while, Murong Yuanrui walked up to me in a silver-white light armor.

The light armor is decent, and her heroic posture is cool, but the bulge in the lower abdomen cannot be hidden, which makes her a little more maternal and a little less powerful.

Although the snow has stopped, the city of heroes is still covered in snow, like a snow country.

"It's snowy." Murong Yuanrui said loudly.

"Does that sound familiar?"

"Well, it's not as good as Kunlun snow."

We walked in the snow and walked up to the Champ de Mars.

Five statues of heroes stand right in front of us with their backs to us.

"Xie Lan, what is that?" Yuan Rui asked.

"It's the hero of the God of War." I said.

After listening to me, Murong Yuanrui suddenly woke up.

Then the tragic scene of the Sun Holy City came to mind.

His face turned pale instantly.

She had just woken up, and she hadn't had time to think back to what had happened before she fell unconscious, and now she was completely awake.

"This is unbreakable, I remember him, the first time I came to the City of Heroes that day, he challenged me." Murong Yuanrui said while sweeping away the falling snow from Zhan Wupo's knees with his hands.

"This is Flameless, my friend, the Northland is cold, and she is the unquenchable flame of the God of War."

"This is the commander of the Wutu Legion, a trustworthy shield, with him in the God of War Clan, you will never have to worry about the enemy's attack, and the phrase used to say is, cross my corpse ......"

"This is a war without an abyss, people are very cold, and there are few words......"

After introducing all the warriors of the five clans to me, Yuan Rui could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, and his tears burst into the sea.

I took her in my arms and hugged her tightly.

"Xie Lan, they are all dead, I survived, but they are all dead......"

"You know, I don't have a sense of belonging to the God of War Clan, and I feel guilty for turning my back on the Immortal Dao, I don't want to owe the God of War anymore, but now, I owe them more than I owe the Immortal Dao, and I can't figure it out......"

"They saved me and our children, Xie Lan, they deserve your knees."

"Okay, let's do it together." I said.

There are not many people in heaven and earth who can afford my great gift, but the warriors of the five clans in front of them are worth it.

It's a pity that they are not Demon Dao disciples, and they don't even have the will of the Heroic Spirit left after death.

I took Yuan Rui's hand and bowed for them.

Then he pointed to the monument to the heroes carved by my own hands and said: "This monument will not fall, the God of War clan is our clan, and one of the two children born to you in the future will remain in the city of heroes forever." ”