In the eyes of Qianye, there is no race anymore, no matter how old or young, there is just one kind of person, an enemy.

He didn't know how many injuries he had suffered, he didn't know how much blood had been shed, the pain was long gone, some were just numbness. And his heart is like a sea of ice, dead and calm, looking for the most reasonable and efficient way to harvest life.

In front of him, a beautiful blood girl seemed to appear, adding a little brightness to this battlefield. It's just that this bright color dimmed in the blink of an eye, and Qianye didn't even remember whether he fought back or not, and what the result was. At this moment, what he has in his heart is only the next enemy.

Suddenly, there was a click, the sound was not loud, but it was like thunder in the ears of Qianye, waking him up. He looked back and saw a werewolf warrior wielding a battle axe, slashing at the flagpole of the banner.

A thousand nights suddenly became furious!

But before he could do anything, a werewolf count pulled the warrior away, pointed at the thousand nights, and roared wildly at the warrior.

Qianye couldn't understand it, it was a werewolf tribal language, and he could only guess from a few words and the gestures of the werewolf earl, which seemed to roughly mean killing themselves before they could cut the flag in a dignified manner.

The werewolf warrior looked ashamed, then went berserk and pounced, turning into a corpse in the blink of an eye.

This little episode woke up Qianyeben's somewhat sluggish will, he glanced around, and suddenly inserted Dongyue on the ground in front of him, and then countless blood lines erupted, sweeping the audience!

It's just that there are too many dark warriors, even if the vitality plundering empties half of the peak, it is still filled up one after another in the blink of an eye.

It's just that this time the soldiers who rushed up were stunned, and they immediately turned to despair.

Dadada!

Endless gunfire rang out on the lonely peak, and the warriors of the eternal night fell like harvested crops, falling in pieces. Whether it is an ordinary warrior or an earl and marquis, there are no exceptions.

All the powerhouses of the eternal night change color together, it is a storm!

This time, the speed at which the Warriors of the Eternal Night surged to the summit finally couldn't keep up with the speed of the storm harvest, and began to break gear. If it was a battle before, then a storm is a one-sided slaughter.

The Duke of Dominic's face changed again and again, and he couldn't understand why the sound of the storm was so persistent. Qianye is just a person, and he doesn't have a comrade-in-arms who replenishes the energy for the famous gun.

The duke finally moved forward and approached the battlefield, only to see a storm at the end of the thousand nights, and the muzzle flames spewed out, and it never stopped. Above his head, there was a black ancient book, and at this moment, the pages of the book were turning page by page, and the blood was like a waterfall, injected into the body of Qianye, and then turned into the anger of the storm, sweeping everything.

The duke made several determinations, but in the end he did not dare to face the storm head-on and failed to rush into the battlefield.

Qianye glanced at him, and then turned his gaze away. Dominic's face suddenly became hot, and he understood that in Qianye's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary warrior. No, not even as good as ordinary warriors, at least they still dare to appear in front of Chiya.

The overwhelming power of the storm finally destroyed the fighting spirit of the Eternal Night troops, and for the first time in three days and three nights, there was finally no enemy by the side of Thousand Nights.

Qianye put down the storm, straightened the flagpole that had been tilted, and replanted it on the ground.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, blowing the heavy flag and flying as before!

Around the lonely peak, there were corpses of the dark race everywhere, almost piling up a slope under the peak. For three days and three nights, the souls of more than 100,000 warriors of the eternal night burned into fireworks, illuminating the only royal flag.

Everyone knows that its king may fall at any time, but no one knows when he will fall. Maybe it's the next moment, maybe it's forever.

One by one, the Eternal Night Warriors went forward one after another, not to defeat Qianye, even if he killed that man, it would not damage his evaluation and reputation in the history books. They just want to prove that the immortal seed is just as dignified and glorious and cannot be desecrated.

It's just that now, Qianye is still standing, and countless Eternal Night warriors and strong men feel tired first.

Not fear, but weariness of despair.

Storms never last, and the most violent eruptions are followed by clear skies.

It's just that if he is allowed to take a curtain call like this, then there will be only one protagonist in this play. Countless strong people in the eternal night will be reduced to backgrounds and foils. Later generations evaluate most of the time no one cares, but at this moment, it is extremely important.

Dominic finally drew his sword slowly.

However, before he could walk to the battlefield, the battlefield suddenly erupted in a tsunami-like cheer! Countless soldiers of the eternal night knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty!

Countless dark golden flowers appeared in the sky, converging into a path of light, starting from the center of the fortress to the peak of Lone Peak.

The figure of the night pupil appeared at one end of the light path, and the unrivaled demeanor made everyone suffocate. She dragged the long knife and dreamed, walking like flowing water, slowly walking across the flower road on the other side, and stepping on the lonely peak.

The moment she stood in front of Qianye, the figures of the two standing opposite each other were in the deepest part of everyone's hearts at this moment.

"Can you still fight?" she asked.

"And the power of one blow. Behind Qianye, a pair of light wings slowly unfolded, and a little ink appeared on the wingtips, which immediately dyed the entire wings, and in an instant, a pair of black wings reappeared in the world.

There was a little unknown complication in the eyes of the night pupil, and he said, "Okay! Since it is the inheritance of the Black Wing Monarch, it is just right to bring the sacrificial sword." ”

"And not only. "Qianye threw the storm down, buried the dragon in his hand, and took out another bullet box. The moment the lid of the box opened, a dawn breath from the high and distant world rose to the sky!

The night pupil changed color slightly, sneered, and said, "The power of the Immortal King?!Very good, I can finally comprehend the power of the Heavenly King of the Human Race again." ”

Qianye didn't hear it, and concentrated on pressing the Force bullet containing the power of the Immortal King into the chamber of the dragon burial gun, and checked it repeatedly, everything was correct, and then he looked up at the night pupil.

When I saw her, for a moment, the ice in Qianye's eyes seemed to melt a little, and then it was immediately covered by a thicker frozen layer, and no change was seen.

Ye Tong didn't make a move, quietly waited for Qianye to finish preparing for the battle, and then said, "Is it over?"

"There's one last step to go. ”

Qianye suddenly let out a long howl, and it lasted for a long time!

A pair of black wings behind him suddenly spread out, and countless light feathers converged into the dragon burial like a tide.

On the battlefield, countless exclamations suddenly sounded, and many Eternal Night powerhouses who were originally sure that their side would win became uneasy. Dominic's hand holding the sword also turned white from nervousness.

At this moment, the Primordial Wings, the Dragon Burial, and the power of the Terran Heavenly King merged into one place, indistinguishable from each other. Qianye's final blow is probably not inferior to any Heavenly King's full attack.

The eyes of the night are right, with knives in both hands, and they are almost religiously focused. This is the first time since her awakening that she has to give it her all.

In the distant sky, a floating boat suddenly appeared, flying at high speed. It's just that at this moment, no one pays attention to this little uninvited guest.

The Night Pupil said loudly: "Let's do it! The Eternal Night Empire will be a witness to our battle!"

The figure of the night pupil was reflected in the eyes of the thousand nights, and then the blue spirit emerged, wrapping around the figure of the night pupil.

The figure of Qianye was also reflected in the eyes of the night pupil, and the dark golden blood was like a knife and a sword, and the figure of Qianye was cut to pieces in an instant.

Pupil of Control vs. Pupil of Destruction!

No one knows the outcome of the Hitomi Duel, and they don't have to. At this moment when the world was silent, the night pupil could no longer move, and soon a storm that was enough to destroy everything exploded, and the Force bullet finally flew out of the chamber.

This is a shot that condenses the life of a thousand nights, and it is unstoppable.

In the hand of the night pupil, the sword light appeared, and that touch of knife light amazed the world in an instant.

In a trance, everyone seemed to have the deepest and most beautiful dream. In their dreams, they saw the ultimate in the power they had pursued all their lives as strong men. That shot was the fusion of night and day, the ultimate destruction.

The Force shot straight into the sky, tearing through the clouds, breaking through the firmament, and flying straight to the end of the void.

Countless strong people sighed, for they finally saw the realm of their life's pursuit, and for those who could only see it in their dreams.

Then, wake up from the dream.

They looked at the hole in the dome that was closing, and suddenly reacted, how could this final shot be shot into the sky?

In an instant, in the heavens and on the ground, countless eyes returned to the battlefield and returned to the king's banner.

Qianye's eyes finally had life, and he seemed to have a slight smile, he stood as straight as a flag, and the muzzle of the dragon burial gun in his hand pointed to the sky. And the long knife had pierced his chest.

The hand holding the knife began to tremble, irrepressibly.

She suddenly let go, rushed over and hugged Qianye, and said, "You, why are you doing this......"

Qianye whispered: "I'm very embarrassed, I have no choice but to escape ......"

"I know, I know. I'm not going to embarrass you anymore. ”

Qianye looked at her, her eyes were as soft as spring water, and said, "I've had ...... Sorry for your business. Although it is...... Unintentionally, but I still ...... I don't know how to face you. Maybe escaping is the only way to be liberated. ”

Ye Tong couldn't control himself anymore, and the hands holding him tightened, and kept saying, "I know, I know." That's not your fault, I never blamed you. Let's not talk about it in the future, okay? Don't leave me, please, don't leave. ”

Qianye reluctantly raised her hand, gently stroked her face, and said, "You have awakened, you are no longer her." I just didn't want to accept the reality all the time...... It's good to be separated like this......"

"No, no, I'm awake, but I'm still the night pupil!

However, Qianye's hand slowly fell, and his voice became a little trance-like, and in his eyes, Eternal Night appeared, Lighthouse Town appeared, and he returned to the dilapidated tavern, Manshu Sawa who was only half-lit with even the signboard.

Back where they first met.

"Ah!!!h

With a roar, the indestructible Lone Peak exploded violently, and after the earth-shattering explosion, only half of the peak base was still standing in place.

The terrifying power made all the strong people subconsciously carry the Force Protector, and when their eyes turned back, the lonely peak was empty, and the night pupil and the thousand nights were gone.

The sky resounded with the low roar of engines, and countless floating warships appeared on the skyline. It can be seen from the insignia on the battleship that the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd fleets of the Imperial Praetorian Guard have poured out of the nest without reservation.

The command ship led by him arrived at an astonishing high speed, leaving behind all the battleships on his side, completely ignoring the countless powerhouses of the eternal night gathering in front of him.

At the bow of the ship, Song Zining stood against the railing, and when he saw the lonely peak with only the roots left, his hands and feet were suddenly cold.