The demon god, why is it just Liuchuanzi?

Gu Que is also a demon god, and he is also a ruthless existence.

What's more, this time, it's about Bingluo.

He was not in a hurry, he just walked forward step by step, and every step he took seemed to make an earth-shattering noise.

"Reincarnation in the Sea of Blood!"

Liuchuanzi had already been killed, and the terrifying Dao law was used, and two terrifying whirlpools were suddenly born between heaven and earth, and one by one the dead spirits were like ants in a flood, and they were instantly swept in.

The next moment he was involved, he was ruthlessly crushed by the rules and completely wiped out.

It's just that such a big movement is nothing to hundreds of millions of evil spirits, and after all, most of the evil spirits broke through his defense line and shot towards this side.

They roared, roared, and let out an instinctive madness, just because there was something here that could bring them back to life.

Gu Que's face was expressionless, still walking forward, his pupils suddenly dilated, and seventeen demon knives had already been sacrificed.

It's better to kill people at this moment!

The demon knife emitted a deep purple and blue light, and instantly turned into a length of ten zhang, and the seventeen handles came out together, heading straight for the dead spirit.

The demonic aura was swallowed, and suddenly it was like a wind sweeping away the leaves, cruelly harvesting humble lives one by one.

Wang Dingtian suddenly gasped, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Damn, they're all ruthless!

He stomped his right foot, and the figure was about to move, but an invisible force pulled him back.

Before he could react, Tianlao had already said in a deep voice: "You can't go." ”

Hearing this, Wang Dingtian's eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly said: "Why?

Tian Lao shook his head and said: "No, you have a pure heart, with the righteousness of heaven and earth, the dead spirit can't bear it at all, and it will directly dissipate on a large scale, including the people Gu Que wants to save!"

Wang Dingtian said: "I want to kill again, I can't kill the wrong one, it's really difficult, Lao Tzu is against them, but they can't play." ”

Tian Lao said: "Our purpose is to save people, not to kill people!"

He looked at the two of them, and saw that the two demon gods were extremely violent, seventeen demon knives were slashed indiscriminately, and the two blood-colored vortices were terrifying. Then, Liuchuanzi's long hair danced wildly, and the blood hair spread out for hundreds of feet, like a knife, quickly annihilating the dead spirit.

The movement was too loud, and he was finally targeted by the strong, and in an instant, more than a dozen Divine Monarch-level necromancers had already rushed towards him.

It's just that this god-monarch-level necromancer has no vitality except for resentment.

Liuchuanzi snorted coldly and grinned: "Come on! Let's die together!"

His long hair danced wildly, his hands were sealed, and one after another vitality was like mountains and seas, swept away, accompanied by a powerful momentum, and instantly overwhelmed several divine monarchs.

And Gu Que's face still had no expression, but the dragon scales on his whole body had already been erected, the golden rays were flickering, the seven hundred and twenty big holes were already shining, and the sky lanterns were lit up, as dense as stars.

He shouted violently, and seven hundred and twenty sky lanterns burst out of his body, turning into seven hundred and twenty balls of light, all scattered in all directions of heaven and earth, and where he passed, the dead spirits directly turned into powder.

These 720 sky lanterns are realized through the sixteen-character proverbs of the "Book of the Emperor of People", which contain the supreme emperor and the supreme righteousness, and happen to be the natural enemies of the dead.

Therefore, this golden light illuminates the heavens, and all the dead spirits avoid it.

The slaughter continued, and he and Rukawazi seemed to have turned into killing machines, their faces expressionless, their eyes full of cruelty, only they knew the grievances and bitterness in their hearts.

The hatred of the years seemed to be about to explode at this last moment.

It's just that the necromancers are roaring endlessly, as many as cow hairs, and no matter what, the two of them are not enough to stop all these necromancers.

More necromancers broke through the defenses of the two of them, and even if they ran back and forth, it didn't help.

Gu Nanfeng stepped out and couldn't help but say sharply: "Men of Time Island, at this moment, it's time for you to come out and fight!"

His face was flushed, his forehead was bruised, and his fists were clenched: "When death comes, when crisis comes, all men should fight generously, this is the firstborn male blood of all things, and it is where dignity lies!

The sound shattered the heavens and the earth, reverberating outside the island of years, countless men rose up, and countless cultivators rushed out from various streets and alleys, killing the thousands of evil spirits.

"Heroes of Time Island, kill me with me!"

The ancestor of the depleted realm of the island of years came out, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he stepped over the void in an instant, and came out with one palm, and tens of thousands of dead souls returned to nothingness.

Countless cultivators rose up mightily, but they were like a drop in the bucket in front of the dead spirits, but they still came, without fear.

"No, you can't go, there are so many dead spirits, even if you are a reincarnation powerhouse, you can't parry!"

A woman knelt on the ground and cried, pulling the sleeve of a strong man and saying, "This family can't live without you!"

The strong man's face was flushed, his eyes were full of tears, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I will definitely die if I go, but I must die!"

"Why? You still have a wife, you still have a son, you can't go. ”

The woman cried, and the man puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Because the blood in my body tells me that I should die at this time, we men die just so that women and children can live!"

He shook off the woman's hand, turned his head abruptly, and strode away.

On the other side, another * got up, brushed away his wife's slender hand, looked at the huge hanging island thousands of miles away, and muttered, "Did you see it? This is the last moment of the island of years." ”

His wife shook her head and said, "You are only in the realm of life and death, and there is no less of you." ”

The man said in a deep voice: "If everyone thinks so, the island of years and years will be over, this is our home!"

"No, not so many people think that way. ”

The man sneered, "Do you want your man to choose cowardice?"

The woman was stunned, only tears flowed.

The man stood up from the ground, strode away, and suddenly shouted violently, "What about the realm of life and death?

shed men's tears, went straight to the sky, and died heroically, impassioned.

The thick palm gently caresses the bulging belly, and the eyes are full of tenderness.

The pregnant wife asked if she could not leave, and the strong man shook his head and said softly: "I don't know if our child is a boy or a daughter." ”

The wife shook her head wordlessly, tears already wetting her clothes.

The man sighed, raised his eyes, and saw that in the sky, countless compatriots were already fighting.

He said in a deep voice, "If it's a daughter, let her be as gentle as her mother, and if it's a man, tell him that his father is a hero." ”

The man's tears also came out, and he knelt down suddenly, kissed the earth under his feet deeply, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is our land! ”

"My wife and children will live proudly on this land, because her husband, his father, also shed blood for this land. ”

After speaking, without hesitation, he turned his head and left.

The road ahead was death, and he didn't look back.

The people of Time Island did not despair, their eyes were full of scorching light.

No matter how strong the opponent is, there is still hope for everything, because the soul is still there, and the faith is still there.

Countless figures, whether strong or weak, all rushed out and slaughtered the endless necromancer.

They didn't know why they wanted to kill the spirit, and they didn't know which side their enemy was, but they knew at least one thing, and that was to listen to the owner.

When a person is not wise enough, choosing loyalty and courage is equally great.

It's just that there are too many dead spirits, and there are even strong people in the realm of heaven and man, which are not human beings who can resist at all.

Countless people are withering, falling, shedding tears before dying, and bidding farewell to their loved ones.

And the lonely who has no relatives and no reason is "sad and not the same in Kyushu".

Falling, falling continuously.

Gu Que and Liuchuanzi were roaring, Gu Nanfeng clenched his fists, if he could, he would not hesitate to choose to suppress the necromancer with a holy weapon.

But this time the purpose is not to kill, but to save people.

He was also confused, and asked if it was really worth spending such a big price to save Gu Qi's wife, and did it have anything to do with Years Island?

But Tianlao gave him a very positive answer: "If you believe in him, just listen to him, and only when heterogeneous numbers lead to change can there be only hope." ”

And is Gu Que really for the island of years?

No, he was just resurrecting Bingluo, and he didn't know if these heroes were unjustly killed, but he had no choice at the moment.

Human beings are a complex thing.

Wang Dingtian was so anxious that he stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, and said, "God, let me go! They can't stop it! There are too many." ”

Tian Lao shook his head and said: "Those who achieve great things are not informal, and the success of any change requires bloodshed." You have great righteousness, and once you make a move, all the necromancy will be wiped out, and we will fail. ”

As soon as the words fell, another white light flashed, and I saw dozens of angels flying out of the island of years, each exuding unparalleled vitality, and killing the dead at great speed.

Maggie's angels have struck, they represent holiness and are the natural enemies of the necromancy.

The moment he entered, the white holy light flooded a large area of necromancers, but this was far from enough for the number of necromancers counted in hundreds of millions.

Their blockade couldn't stop the necrons at all, and there were still a large number of missing ones rushing towards the sky.

The men on the island have died too much, Gu Que sincerely admires this group of real men, his heart begins to hurt, he doesn't know if he is harming people.

It's not terrible to harm people, but what is terrible is that these people are respectable enough, like the 100,000 army before them.

If you can't save Bingluo this time, if you can't keep the Island of Years, what face do you have to face these orphans on the Island of Years, and what face do you have to live in this world?

His eyes were red, and he finally couldn't help but say loudly: "Bingluo! Bingluo, where are you! Come out quickly!"

His hoarse voice spread throughout the world, as if it contained a different kind of power.

"Bingluo! Bingluo! It's been more than 30 years! If you still remember me, you can come out!"

He roared, looking up to the sky and roaring, his voice stirring in this dark void, between the heavens and the earth where countless people had fallen.

Countless vitality surges, terrible rules are rampant, Sima Yongheng and Maggie are resisting the wrath of the sky, they can no longer hold on.

Countless people were shedding blood, and the bronze coffin and the crown of the human emperor blocked the two immortals respectively.

The old man carved the formation, and the three divine treasures cut off the avenue of the sky.

What a price!

His body was trembling, and his heart was almost collapsing, but a will kept him up.

It seemed that a voice was telling him that countless people around him who had generously died were telling him with their actions that a man should be strong.

But his whole body was terrifyingly cold, and his vitality was almost exhausted, and he used all his strength to roar: "Bingluo!"