This man called Brother Qing, armed with a broadsword, rushed into the dark creatures, killing all the way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Any dark creature that stands in his way will become a ghost under his sword.

Xiaoya's death seemed to stimulate all the potential in him, and under the inexplicable grief, he turned his grief and anger into strength, and actually broke through the realm in this battlefield.

He fought his way to the center of the battlefield.

There, that's the key to victory or defeat.

There, there is the common god in their hearts, he, who fought bloodily there, and he, alone, carried all this.

For millions of years, thousands of years, he struggled to support it, and now, the darkness has come again, and they want to fight side by side with him.

Although, they are still too weak, although the enemy is too strong.

However, they are not afraid, they want him to know that the Terran, not only the Terran of his own person, but also the world, is not only one person guarding it.

When the war song of the destruction of the world is rekindled, they, no one will fear death!

Of course, in fact, the moment Xiao Ya closed his eyes with a poignant smile, his heart was already dead!

All he has to do now is to exert his last residual heat and do his last bit for the arrival of light.

He rushed all the way forward, ten meters, one hundred meters, one kilometer.

Creatures of darkness were constantly falling under his sword, one, ten, hundred.

He was like a bloody Shura, walking towards the center of the battlefield.

In the end, he still failed to set foot in the center of the battlefield, where the aftermath of the great battle was enough to destroy the living beings on the periphery.

And he, after slashing the 1357th dark creature under the knife, the broadsword in his hand was finally unable to lift it.

A flash of light crossed his thoughts, coming towards the back of his heart.

The same scene was like a repetition of time, except that this time, there was no girl who blocked the fatal blow for him.

Poof!

The blade passed through his body, and he felt the loss of strength in his body.

Gritting his teeth, he gathered the last of his strength in his arms, and the broadsword in his hand flew out of his hand, stabbing straight into the throat of the dark creature that had stabbed him through.

His knife still left his hand after all.

Before closing his eyes and falling to the ground completely, he used his last consciousness to take out Xiaoya's body and hold it tightly in his arms.

How many years?

Millennium? Years? Or 100,000 years?

How long had he not been able to hold her in his arms like he had now?

At this moment, holding her corpse, he seemed to hug the whole world.

There was no knife in his hand, no dark relics in his eyes, no future for the human race, the rise and fall of the world in his heart, and at the last moment of his life, he used all his strength to stare at the peaceful and sad face in his arms.

The next moment, he completely lost his voice.

In a trance, a melodious voice seemed to be remembered in the air.

My hand, holding the knife, cannot hold you; If you put down the knife, it won't protect you.

May in the next life, there will be no knife, no chaos, only you!

At the moment when this Terran warrior came to the end, Kongqiu, a saint from a million years later, this Terran sage who realized that his state of mind could already be in the ancient well, but he didn't know when there were tears in his eyes.

And this is just an ordinary scene in this world, in the thousands of battlefields in this era.

The same scenes, similar situations, and the pain of life and death are being staged at any time.

The whole era was shrouded in darkness, there was no pure land between heaven and earth, only blood continued to flow, only chaos was constantly staged, and only war lasted for 10,000 years.

I don't know when, Kong Qiu's figure was already standing in the void, looking around, there were corpses everywhere, under the corpses, there were a lot of white bones, and under the white bones, there were bone powder turned into dry bones.

When a brutal war comes, no one is immune.

On the battlefield, there is only life and death, the dead, the corpse battlefield, no one collects the bones, because when you collect the bones for the dead, there may be more companions who fall under the enemy's butcher's knife.

Only killing, only by killing all enemies, can we get complete peace.

It's just that they have killed for thousands of years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, and the corpses on the ground have been spread layer after layer, the original corpses have turned into white bones, and the original dry bones have been weathered into bone meal.

Kongqiu's gaze crossed the outermost battlefield and shifted towards the more brutal and tragic battlefield inside.

He saw a fat man, surrounded by thunder and lightning, like a god who controlled the thunder above the nine heavens, and fought in the dark creatures.

He saw a snow-white unicorn, with its hair dyed black and brown, but it was still rampage among the dark creatures, never stopping.

He saw a divine dragon roaring in the air with no discernible color, and with each swing of its claws, a dark creature that he couldn't see through was torn apart.

He saw a group of generals who exuded a powerful force that made the void tremble, covered in bruises, but still refused to take a step back.

And in the center of these people is a battlefield that no one dares to approach.

At the very center of the battlefield, there were nine people engaged in a shocking battle.

It was an unfair battle, eight of the nine belonged to one phalanx, and the other camp, there was only one!

He was dressed in white, the jade belt that bound his hair was broken, and his long hair was scattered behind his head.

He was alone, alone with eight dark creatures in the same realm, but he did not have the slightest fear.

The battle of the nine has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and each of them has reached the point of almost running out of oil, but even if the body is dry, even if there is not a drop of blood in the body, even if the fire of life may dissipate at any time.

However, his eyes are still bright, with invincible pride.

Even in the face of enemies far superior to him, he still did not have the slightest fear.

In fact, at the beginning, his enemies were not eight, but nine, and in the past 10,000 years, he has exhausted all his means, while entangling the powerhouses of the Nine Lives and the same realm, he has also killed a leader of the other party.

By now, the nine people in the big war had all run out of oil, and they were all fighting with instinct.

It's just that even at this point, the man in white who is victorious in snow still takes a gap to launch several attacks on the surrounding battlefield while fighting eight enemies of the same realm alone, in order to support those compatriots who are absolutely vulnerable.

In fact, this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, in the past tens of thousands of years, if it were not for his support from time to time, the alliance of all races led by the human race would have already lost the ability to resist.

In this way, the battle continued, and Kong Qiu, who was in the projection of time and space, did not know how long the war lasted, just when he felt desperate for this great war without the slightest hope, and couldn't help crying for the suffering of all races, there were new changes on the battlefield.

Kong Qiu saw that in the very center of the battlefield, a strange influence appeared, and the long river of time emerged in the battlefield.

In the upper reaches of the long river of time, there are beings who have crossed the era of time and space, and want to participate in this great war at the risk of being reckoned with cause and effect.

Seeing this scene, Kong Qiu's eyes showed a hint of joy, but the next moment, this joy in his eyes turned into despair.

Because, the five creatures who came from the time occasion did not belong to the camp of the ten thousand races, their bodies were filled with a dark aura, and after appearing across the time occasion, without the slightest hesitation, they launched a powerful blow against the man in white who had already run out of oil.

The man in white who had already run out of oil and was fighting eight powerhouses in the same realm was now facing the siege of five powerhouses in the same realm in his heyday, and for a while, the scene became precarious.

Just when Kong Qiu was secretly anxious and desperate, the long river of time, which had become illusory, became condensed again.

In the next moment, from the lower reaches of the long river of time, there was a supreme power who also broke the shackles of time and descended into this era.

The first one to appear is a peerless woman in white, this woman is stepping on the long river of time from the distant future to this era, every step forward, the long river of time has become a little condensed, when one of her feet completely entered this era, the illusory river of time, turned into a real river.

In the middle of the river, creatures loom, as if they had come from the distant future to participate in this battle.

A powerful aura permeated the woman in white, distorting the space around her, hiding her true face in the multitude of space.

The woman in white didn't have any words, as soon as she came to this era, looking at the combined force of the five strongest people who came from the upper reaches of the long river of time, she just slapped it with one palm.

The two attacks collided together, bursting with incredible power.

The world, which was already in ruins under the 10,000-year war, began to collapse with this impact, the sky collapsed, and the space was shattered.

It's just that the collapse of heaven and earth, the birth and death of time and space, everything, seems to have nothing to do with his woman in white.

She just stood there quietly, her eyes calmly looking at the five supreme powerhouses who had come from the upper reaches of the long river of time and space, and the turbulent flow of space around her swept around her, but it automatically changed its trajectory.

"Who are you? How can there be a peerless person like you in the future world? ”

Seeing that the woman in white blocked the combined blow of the five of her with one palm, the person who was the leader of the five asked.

This is the first sound that has been made since the battle of the strongest.

A pair of eyes looked at the person who opened her mouth coldly and calmly, and the white-clothed woman's lips moved, but Kong Qiu couldn't hear what he said.

And just when he was puzzled, he suddenly saw five dark creatures from the upper reaches of the river of time, and their faces changed drastically at the next moment of the woman's lip movements.

"Heaven and earth shall not leave a trace, this ...... How is this possible! What kind of domineering exercises have you practiced, and why can't this heaven and earth leave traces of you? ”

Looking at the woman in white, the black-clothed man led by him showed surprise on his face for the first time.

At this moment, the man in white who had been fighting and the eight strongest men of the dark biological clock also stopped fighting, and at the same time looked at the woman in white from the future.

Seeing the dark creatures with solemn faces, the woman in white nodded at the man in white who had already run out of oil, and said something with a slight movement of her lips.

The man looked hesitant and nodded.

The next moment, the woman stepped out, and at the same time, a terrifying force rose up on her body, and a gluttonous phantom opened its mouth to swallow the sky and devoured the powerful dark creatures that had converged.