Chapter 223: The Return of the Battle Song

The weather is getting colder and colder, through the holes opened in the hull, you can see the vast field, completely covered by white 'color', the world is lonely, there is no other 'color', full of white, all white, just like the white sails of condolences scattered in the memorial hall.

The snow that is constantly falling from the sky is blowing one after another, and the thick ones can be pinched for two or three seconds without melting.

"It's like paper money." Situ Feng sat on the ground obliquely, his front placket was still loosely tied, and his 'chest' was exposed like a 'jade' inside, and a bag of wine came out of nowhere in his hand, and he was drinking with Ouyang Obsidian.

Ouyang Obsidian grinned rarely, and 'bared' his teeth and smiled: "Our paper money, isn't it?" "He always smiled, but never 'bared' his teeth, and this is probably the first time.

"That's a good point." Situ Feng grabbed the sheepskin wine bag and held it in the air: "For our paper money, we have to work hard." The other parchment sac was also raised, and the two touched each other, splattering the wine stains in all directions.

Mo Zhanpeng held the sword and sat quietly next to Situ Feng, although he did not drink, the corners of his mouth had a firm smile, and his brown 'colored' eyes seemed to pass through countless time and space, looking at distant memories.

The men smiled heartily, looking at Xue'er's eyes, 'showing' a smile of relief, nothing can exert the greatest strength more than unity.

Thinking of the news brought by the naughty child, it was even more 'excited', and the Six Realms would send 'Jing' Ying to help them open the 'hole' mansion in the underworld and use their flesh and blood to pave the way to hell.

Heaven and earth cycle, no one wants to be the food in anyone's mouth, everyone wants to be the highest link in the food chain, heh, but who knows, even the Stygian Phoenix will not know whether she is the highest leader, the Six Realms here are, placed in countless stars, I'm afraid it's just a drop in the ocean.

The breath of darkness became more and more intense, the air carried the smell of death, the cold wind was still there, the wind was mourning and howling like a ferocious wolf, at first there was only a slight impact sound, and as the westward journey deepened, the impact sound became louder and louder, as if stones were constantly falling from the sky and smashing on the ship.

"Bang" was another sound, like thunder. The naughty child who was looking outside, trembling with fright, got into the epiphany 'flower' necklace.

Cher paused for a moment on the lid of the hole open, but finally opened it, and the cold wind seemed to shoot an ice arrow into her head.

She subconsciously tilted her head, but the cold cold air followed her like a shadow, hitting her face, her eyebrows, and her eyes.

"Eye Gathering." Xue'er sighed softly, panting, and under the protection of the fairy qi, she cautiously approached the hole in her mouth.

Great snow, no, so big, so big, so big ice, like snow 'flowers', fell from the sky and smashed on the boats, some as big as an elephant, the smallest the size of a human head, and they kept falling, striking everything, destroying everything.

In the white expanse, there seemed to be a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at her and smiling, and the huge mouth was like a dream that had plagued her countless times for many days, that is, that mouth swallowed the 'flower' ruthlessly.

Yes, she saw it, thin shoulders, broad red robe, and she saw 'Flower' turn mercilessly and smile warmly at her, just as she had smiled at her countless times, and she saw his 'lips' humming, but she couldn't hear the sound.

Difficult to judge the mouth shape, that is "take care." "Two words, no, 'Flower' is ruthless, no, she stretched out her hand and wanted to pull 'Flower' ruthlessly back, he was so haggard, so thin, but so gentle in his smile, just like he had comforted her countless times when she was hurt.

No, 'Flower' is merciless, come back, please.

She reached out, but all she touched was the cold wall of the ship. She pressed her forehead against it and stared closely at Feng Xue's giant eyes: "Give me back the 'flower' mercilessly, give it back to me." "It was the roar of the heart that made the blood of the whole body burn, like a burning sun.

Fight, never back down.

In a trance, she was like a thousand years ago, in front of the Heavenly Palace, wearing golden 'colored' flame armor, holding ten miles of water sleeves, and fighting with the dark god.

Heat, flowing in the heart, with the breath of blood.

Anger is being released, and with it comes extreme calm. Xue'er stood in the sky like the god of war of heaven and earth, and said to those red eyes: "I-will-kill-kill-kill-you." "No longer look at the 'flowers' hanging upside down in the mouth of the blood basin and sharp teeth.

Blood, dripping from the heart, fell into the Lethe River of Hell.

Knocked over Meng Po's big bowl, smashed the Sansheng Stone that imprisoned people's souls, and stepped across the Nai He Bridge where countless ghosts seemed to cry.

Seeing the thick fog again, she didn't panic, and shook her water sleeves, like a spirit snake flying, as fast as lightning, hitting the mist.

"Stygian, come out and fight me." Cher shouted, and with each dance, it swallowed up a sticky mist, revealing the red 'color' and 'flower' hidden underneath, the sinful bloodthirsty 'flower', full of soul blood.

It's not just the blood of the Phoenix, it can also be hers. A sleeve rolled up, opened his mouth and bit down, and blood-red juice flowed down the corner of his mouth.

She strode forward, stepping on the bluestone road, the viscous mist receding, fear spreading in the darkness.

"Hmph" Xue'er suddenly shouted, the whole space cracked, and then it was like a broken mirror, and "Bang Bang Bang" fell straight down, and the entire field of vision space was shattered, like a broken puzzle.

"Cher...... Cher...... Wake up, don't be afraid, we're all here, hurry, run over...... Hold on to ......"

"Cher...... Cher...... If you're a fool, go and be fodder. ”

"Don't worry, you're dead, I'll help you kill anything that can live."

"Cher's ......"

It seems to come from the ancient land, and it seems to come from the other side of time and space, which once belonged to the era of ancient immortals.

"Wake up, wake up, our god of war, our mother, wake up" The loud singing song continues to improve.

"It's time, hurry up." A familiar voice sounded, it was Hou Tu Niangniang, and she called gently but firmly: "They are all your people, do not let your people shed any more blood, arise, our God." ”

"Our God ......"

"Our God ......"

The ancient war song began to play, "Knock, knock, knock......" should be accompanied by the same 'stirring' drum beat as the heart.

"Come Back"

"Boom." Drum beating.

"Bang your heart beats.

"Boom."

"Bang" is hitting and jumping.

……

"Come Back"

This is the call of the ancients, the boiling of the soul, the source of all power.

Cher moved her broken fingers and looked with eyes that didn't seem to exist, looking at countless people dressed in white, women and children, children, prime of life, and white-bearded wizards, who knelt on the ground with their heads up, their right hands caressing their hearts.

Firm faith was on their faces, one, two, as the beat of the drum turned to pathos, one by one, whether they were three-year-olds or eighty-year-olds, they supported each other and walked into the raging fire in front of them with a smile.

The fire rose into the sky with a crackling sound.

Countless people, all of them are people dressed in white, they may be lame, they may be disabled, they may shed tears, but they are all resolute, looking at the flames that devour all living beings without fear.

No, no......

Cher heard a voice roaring in her heart, like a dragon trying to break free, roaring, roaring.

No, don't. Those are the people she once protected, they used to 'kiss' her instep, and they used to wear the most beautiful 'flower' rings on her body.

Countless beautiful 'flowers' once overwhelmed her whole being.

Under her gaze, these once most simple people walked into the flames of death and turned into dust in the air.

"Return, return, our God."

They were constantly calling and vowing to die, and the air was a scorching hot 'wave' that burned Cher's eyes.

She knew it wasn't a dream, it wasn't it.

Despair and anger are like a flame that grows louder and stronger, growing bigger and bigger, filling the heart.

"Return, our God."

Hou Tu Niangniang, no, is the witch mother, who once took care of her, loved her, and was as warm as a mother, she was dressed in a long white dress, and the corners of her skirt dragged to the ground, and the endless wind blew her long clothes, and blew up the hundred 'flowers' she was wearing.

Just like she used to be, she seemed to see those eyes that she would never forget, smiling at her.

"Take care, our God." As gentle and powerful as ever.

Step by step, she walked into the flames, surrounded by people kneeling on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.

No, no, don't.

Xue'er only felt heartbroken, don't, don't, she wanted to reach out to pull her, but found that what she was holding was just a fiery red flame.

Dragon-shaped flames, burning red hearts, and scorching souls dancing, with the purest warmth.

No...... Xue'er hissed and looked up at the sky, holding the dragon-shaped flame in her hand, watching the flames soak her whole body little by little.

Endless power, as if falling from the sky, Cher's eyes emitted an extremely strong purple 'color' light, covering all the white.

"Our God ......"

"Our God ......"

The distant drums of war were slowly disappearing, and there was a soul in front of them.

When I woke up again, I saw three faces approaching.

Cher screamed, stepped back, leaned against the cold wall of the ship, she could feel the cold wetness on her face, but she didn't want to wipe it off, she wanted to keep them, and asked if it was worth it?

The dark 'cave' house.

With a "bang", a red kite with a broken line crashed into the wall with black flames.

"Soul eggs." The huge hand, not 'human', like the claws of a wild beast, covered with 'hair' hair, grabbed the red shadow and shouted: "Give me death." ”

'Flower' smiled mercilessly and weakly, and collapsed limply.

The Stygian was so angry that the entire bloodthirsty 'flower' bush was trembling, just now, she could obviously use the ice and snow life and death array to kill the only 'female' who could deal with her.

The sword had already reached her heart, but it was ruthlessly destroyed by his own doppelganger 'Hua', and he was willing to be the flame of the flame of the flaming phoenix dance, burning all traces of existence in this world.

He fulfilled her, but dragged himself into the endless abyss, looking at the clumps of monsters 'hair'. The phoenix roared, and with a "boom", the entire hall was shattered.

"Damn, you all deserve to die, since you have all turned your backs on me, don't blame me for being ruthless." The huge black 'color' flame rose into the sky, spreading in the bloodthirsty 'flower' bush, covering the 'flower' mercilessly, and the giant hand formed by the black 'color' flame pushed him into the black 'color' hell.

"I want you to live and suffer the greatest pain in this world." The blood-red eyes of the Dark Phoenix widened angrily, and the heavens and the earth were shocked.