"Roar!"

There was a loud bang, and the battle in the distance attracted the attention of Hao Yu and the others.

"Ahem, ahem!" Little Flying Leopard and Zhao Zilong coughed up blood.

Hao Yu and the others followed the sound and saw that Xiao Feibao and Zhao Zilong had been shaken back, and coughed up blood, their faces were pale, and even the weapon in Zhao Zilong's hand was broken.

"Brother!" Zhao Feiyan shouted nervously, and was about to rush forward.

Hao Yu stood in front, stopped Zhao Feiyan, and said, "It's okay, such a good opportunity, let them fight well!"

Immediately after, Hao Yu said solemnly: "Give them the weapon!"

"Well, okay!" Seeing Hao Yu's firm eyes, Zhao Feiyan nodded without hesitation.

"Brother, catch it!" Zhao Feiyan threw the weapon in his hand directly.

"Hmm!" Zhao Zilong immediately took the weapon.

At the same time, Xiang Longyu also handed over his weapon directly to Xiao Feibao.

"Divine soldier, it's really different!" Zhao Zilong said excitedly as soon as he got the spear.

"You ......" Seeing the two young men, two divine weapons appeared in their hands, and the Holy Son of the Apocalypse immediately had a premonition that something was not good.

If in terms of strength, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse is a good Mingjing master, and the average Mingjing master is not his opponent, even the previous Hao Yu felt a little difficult against him.

However, if the Holy Son of the Apocalypse wants to deal with the current Zhao Zilong and Little Flying Leopard, it will be different.

Zhao Zilong has gone through these several battle baptisms and the tempering of the immortal liquid, his cultivation is no longer comparable to before, and he has improved a lot, even if he fights alone, he will not necessarily lose to the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

In addition, the little flying leopard, it is even more stress-free, and it can be dealt with completely.

And just now, the reason why he was injured by the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was entirely because of the male and female dragons in the hands of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

Now that they have the same weapon in their hands, Zhao Zilong and Xiao Feibao basically have no pressure on their weapons in an instant, if there is no accident, the outcome of this battle has been decided.

"Fight hard!" Zhao Zilong exclaimed, seemingly very excited.

"Bell, bell, bell!" Zhao Zilong couldn't wait to experience the weapon in his hand, and was the first to rush forward.

Seeing Zhao Zilong rushing up, the little flying leopard also followed to assist Zhao Zilong.

Although, relying on Zhao Zilong alone, he can indeed fight with the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, but the Holy Son of the Apocalypse is too cunning, and the little flying leopard still wants to solve it as soon as possible and not leave the disaster.

Moreover, the little flying leopard has been holding back the fire in his heart, and he knows very well in his heart that the reason why the king of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect made a move on them is most likely inseparable from the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and it may even be that he instigated it.

Moreover, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, when he dealt with them just now, was even much more vicious than the king of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, and almost every move would kill them.

What's even more odious is that he is not ambiguous at all about the girl, he has no pity at all, he is completely spicy and destroys flowers, which is very despicable and shameless.

even kept making sarcastic remarks, directly teasing their bottom line, and beating Zhao Feiyan and Princess Yu Lin and several other girls to their deaths.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Zilong and Xiao Feibao joined forces to attack the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and no one felt any sense of disobedience among all the people present, and no one felt that the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was pitiful.

Even, they all looked at it with cold eyes, hoping that the Holy Son of the Apocalypse would be beaten by Zhao Zilong and Little Flying Leopard.

"These three weapons are really powerful!" the bad dragon exclaimed as he looked at the weapons in the hands of Little Flying Leopard and Zhao Zilong.

In fact, when he started just now, he borrowed Xiang Longyu's weapon, and he was not very sure, but he had a faint feeling that the weapon was extraordinary.

Unexpectedly, when he got that weapon, he had a subtle feeling, and felt that his strength, because of that weapon, instantly improved a lot, and he had a feeling of being able to sweep away thousands of troops.

"These three weapons are no longer just weapons, I feel that they seem to have spirituality, and they are not simple!" Hao Yu said solemnly.

"Spirituality, so evil!?" the bad dragon was shocked.

"Well, these three swords, maybe they are not what they were before the war, they have undergone a metamorphosis, they have experienced killing, resentment, hope, and thousands of years, the baptism of the terrain of this land has far surpassed the pair of male and female dragons. Hao Yu looked at the battlefield and said sadly.

Although Hao Yu did not experience that battle, Hao Yu saw part of the scenes of the war from the spiritual imprint of the ancient ancestor of Princess Yu Lin, and felt empathy and knew what they had experienced.

From a certain point of view, this battlefield brings together the blood, sweat and spirit of millions of heroic spirits, as well as their spirit of inaction, which is truly forged here with blood and soul.

In fact, the extraordinaryness of this place is far from being as simple as people see, and even beyond people's imagination.

Not only is the terrain unique here, but even the aura is very strong, of course, the evil aura is also very strong, and it is more resentment, gathering the resentment of the heroic souls who died in battle.

It is precisely with such a terrain that the young man who came out of the passage before can take advantage of the terrain here to arrange formations many times, use the characteristics of this place to improve himself, and summon soul puppets and evil spirits.

Normally speaking, even if he had that flag, if it weren't for the geographical advantage here, with that young man's current cultivation, it would definitely not be so simple to summon that kind of evil thing, and he might even be counterattacked.

Even if the same object or thing, different people, use it for different purposes, the effect may be diametrically opposed, so the evil is always only people, not objects.

In the same way, the boy who came out of the passage used the terrain here to summon evil spirits, and Hao Yu used the terrain here to arrange a formation to protect the people he wanted to protect.

"Back then, why was there such a war?" Hearing Hao Yu mention that war, Zhao Feiyan's eyes immediately turned red, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

In the same way, the people present looked at this battlefield again, and they were all silent, their expressions immediately became solemn, and the atmosphere immediately became heavy.

Perhaps, this is the best place for them. Xiang Longyu said solemnly.

"Well, a warrior, a cultivator, maybe the battlefield is where they should go. Even if they knew that it was possible that the strong man would never return, they were not afraid. And I think if they were given another choice, they would definitely make the same choice!" Hao Yu said with respect.

"Hmm!?Do you feel that there is something strange around you!" Just as Hao Yu's words fell, Princess Yu Lin suddenly said in surprise.

"Well, yes! There seems to be a big mood swing, and this mood swing seems to be the same as that of many people!" Hao Yu nodded.

Hao Yu also sensed it, and just after he finished saying that, there was obviously a strange energy fluctuation here, like a recognition of his words, which resonated.

"It's them, it's them, it's us, it's our ancestors. Xiang Longyu said excitedly, and at the same time, tears began to roll.

He seemed to hear the words of those deceased heroes, they seemed to be telling Xiang Longyu something, what message they wanted to convey, but they had no choice but to use their mood swings to attract Hao Yu's attention.

"I heard it too, it's so sad, they didn't cry at all, but with a strong sadness, it made me feel uncomfortable, I really wanted to cry!" Chu Lianyi sobbed.

"Why is this so, even after thousands of years, their sorrow has not diminished at all, and seems to have become more intense. Zhao Feiyan showed a sad expression, and her heart was also very painful.

Again, the scene of the battle resurfaced in her mind, the fearless backs, the fallen corpses, the scenes of rivers of blood, she really felt sadness, and there was a kind of sadness that seemed to penetrate the long river of years and spread to her heart.

She can imagine that before they died, those people seemed to be thinking about something, and they were all looking in the same direction, as if they were looking at their hometown, maybe they were also thinking about their relatives, and they still remembered it before the temporary, and it seemed that there was an obsession that did not let go.

Sadly, before they died, they didn't have to look at their hometown again, and before they died, they didn't know whether their expedition was successful or not, and whether they could protect the people they wanted to protect.

"Boom!"

Just as they were all grieving, there was a loud bang on the other side.

"Poof!" The Son of the Apocalypse spat out a mouthful of blood and then collapsed, covered in scars.

On the other hand, Zhao Zilong and Little Flying Leopard, except for the injuries caused by the sneak attack of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse just now, they didn't suffer any major injuries, they were all fine.

"Huh!?, the pair of double maces?" The bad dragon was shocked, and the pair of double maces actually fell right in front of him.

The bad dragon picked up the male and female dragons and held them in their hands.

"Roar!"

"Hmm!?what's going on?" said the Bad Dragon, surprised.

The bad dragon only held the double gong in his hand, and he hadn't urged it, nor did he inject spiritual power, and the pair of male and female dragons were actually shaking by themselves, making bursts of dragon groans, and involuntarily escaping powerful energy.

The energy that escaped was even more powerful than when the king urged it, as if it had been stimulated by something.

"What? impossible, how is it possible, the male and female dragons have actually recognized the master?" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse exclaimed in surprise.

Indeed, as he said, the pair of maces did recognize the master, and as soon as the bad dragon came into contact with the pair of double maces, the pair of double maces seemed to have a strong sense with the bad dragon, as if there was some kind of connection with the bad dragon.

"Haha, it's really surprising that this thing actually took the initiative to admit its master!" said the bad dragon laughing loudly.

"No, no, it's impossible, it's impossible, it's mine!" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse roared heartbreakingly.

He is really unwilling, how can he be like this, how can he take advantage of those people, he really is, he lost his wife and broke his army.

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