Huo Xing's four siblings, whether it was Huo Xing himself, Ye Xian, Zhu Yan or Wei Wudi, once had a common purpose on earth.

That is, through your own efforts, you must fly to the heavenly realm and meet your parents.

Now, Huo Xing and Ye Xian have already reunited with their parents, while Wei Wudi found his mother Jiuli when he went to Nanzhou.

But for his own biological father, this was the first time they met.

Since he was born, he was sent to another world by his father, he had never seen what his father looked like, and even once saw his father's figure in a dream, which only had a tall figure, but his face was chaotic.

And now, Wei Wudi finally saw his father for the first time.

Not only his father, but his parents were standing there at this time.

Wei Wushu flew down from the air, he put away the Martial Emperor's clone and the invincible knife in his hand, and walked towards Wei Zhuang and Jiuli step by step.

At this time, Wei Wushu is no longer the martial god on the earth in the past, nor is he the second martial emperor who has been inherited by the Martial Emperor in this heavenly realm.

He was just a child, a kid who could smile happily in front of his parents.

Wei Zhuang was seriously injured and his heart was too excited, and the whole person was a little shaky.

Jiuli on the side subconsciously wanted to hold him up, but was rejected by Wei Zhuang.

"I am now a father who stands up to the sky, and I must not lose face in front of my son."

Jiuli could understand Wei Zhuang's mood at this time, so she didn't make any other moves, just stood in place, together with Wei Zhuang, watching Wei Wushu over there walk towards her side step by step.

Every step Wei Wudi takes, his heart will sink a little, and the thoughts of more than six hundred years suddenly come to his heart, countless times he has dreamed of this scene in his dreams, and today his dream has finally come true.

"Boy Wei Mian, kneel down for your father and mother."

Wei Wushu came to Wei Zhuang and Jiu Li, knelt on the ground with a pop, and kowtowed three times.

"Hurry up."

Jiuli helped Wei Wudi up from the ground for the first time, and Wei Zhuang's face also showed a smile of relief.

A family reunion is the most beautiful moment, and the war over there is still in full swing.

"Father, mother, you stay here in peace, the child went over to kill the enemy to show you."

"You have injuries, be careful." Wei Zhuang replied.

"Out of the way."

Wei Wushu smiled confidently, the invincible knife was pulled out by him again, and his whole person turned into a streamer, flying directly to the battlefield, killing the enemy alone, and breaking through the sword.

"See you again."

Soon, Wei Wudi and Ye came together, the two looked at each other, and Wei Wudi said with a smile.

Night is still the same as before, she likes to wear that black cloak, but her personality is as cold as ever.

The huge explosion at the gate of the heavenly realm back then, it seemed that there was a spread of some random attribute, and different races were teleported to different areas.

No one knows what these Chinese New Year's Eve have experienced in the Demon Clan, but now everyone knows that the Demon World is now the world of one person in the night.

She is famous in the demon world, known as the Demon Emperor of the Night.

And her strength and cultivation are already quasi-emperors.

The battle of thousands of armies, the wind and clouds, like the sunset of the long river, the desert is lonely.

The entire battlefield was covered in blood, and this battle lasted for nearly a day and a night.

The night had dispersed, the dawn had risen, and the land had been completely stained red with blood, even the clouds in the sky were bloody.

Countless corpses, countless fragments of stumps, and countless magic weapons of armor were scattered on this entire battlefield, and the million-strong army of Heavenly Court was wiped out so far.

This was the first time that Heavenly Court had suffered such heavy losses since it attacked Dongzhou, and the millions of troops were all wiped out, and the myth of Heavenly Court's invincibility was shattered.

At the end of the war, Ye and Wei Wuving, Bai Mei and others began to lead their subordinates to clean up the battlefield, and the battlefield was full of divine weapons, magic weapons, and countless battle armor.

This battle is really a huge gain, and at the same time, the strength and heritage of this heavenly court are also terrifying.

This million-strong army alone left behind hundreds of eternal-level magic weapons, thousands of immortal-level, countless Heavenly Dao-level, and even one or two remnant emperor soldiers can be found from them.

When all these magic weapons and equipment were cleared, Wei Wushu and Ye They also felt shocked, which was really incredible.

"I really didn't expect that Heavenly Court's equipment is so sophisticated, this is only one of the five armies of Heavenly Court, so how well-equipped are the remaining four-way armies?"

With all these magic weapons and equipment in their pockets, Wei Wushu and the others were not very excited, but worried.

Because through this battle, they can really see the strength and heritage of Heavenly Court clearly, and they can only be described by the word horror.

Legend has it that this time the Heavenly Court army came a total of three quasi-emperors, and the current one they encountered, Yun Zhan, was not at the quasi-emperor level.

In other words, this Heavenly Court's army is only ranked last among the Five Route Army, so how strong must the other armies of Heavenly Court led by the Quasi-Emperor be, and how strong must the army led by the crown prince and the emperor himself?

Thinking of this, everyone present seemed extremely serious.

Now that Jiang Reverse has re-emerged, a general trend has been formed, and this general trend has even reached the point where it can compete with Heavenly Court.

But now it seems that all this is a bit overestimating oneself and underestimating the enemy.

"How many people did we lose in this battle against the army of Cloud War?" Wei Zhuang asked.

Wei Wushu hurriedly replied: "Father, there are only about 50,000 of your 600,000 Dongzhou army left, our Nanzhou Million Army has lost 400,000, the Sword Immortals of the Shushan Holy Sect have lost nearly 100,000, and the Million Demon Clan has lost nearly 300,000. ”

Listening to this number, Wei Zhuang also felt a tingling in his scalp: "In this way, this time our side lost a total of nearly 1.4 million troops before we wiped out this army of Heavenly Court, and this is still under the condition that Mian'er took the lead in beheading the other party's commander." ”

"In addition, we have a quasi-emperor like the Night Demon Emperor on our side to participate in the war, otherwise, without two million losses this time, we will definitely not be able to take this Heavenly Court army."

Everyone nodded solemnly and said, "The foundation of Heavenly Court is too deep, the strength is too strong, and the next decisive battle in Dongzhou will be worrying." ”