The wind roared, and the clouds were bleak.

Under the vast void, blood flies. In order to help Xuanyuan raise troops to complete the final ceremony, tens of thousands of warriors formed seventeen human-shaped Great Walls to protect Xuanyuan's troops.

However, the evil king smashed down with one punch, like a mountain crashing down. Everywhere the fist went, seventeen defenses shattered one by one.

The Eastern Spirit warriors are like a torrent to death.

Approaching the inner circle of Xuanyuan's troops, Lin Huang and the others were already sitting around Xuanyuan's troops, with firm expressions and high spirits.

Xuanyuan was seriously injured and would die, and the evil king with the realm of the Martial Emperor was an invincible existence!

At this moment, all bets can only be placed on Xuanyuan Tibing.

On the bloody battlefield, Yan Zangfeng once again rushed in front of the evil king, looking at the latter's punch that was ready to kill, but he laughed loudly, impassionedly shaking the heavens and the earth. I saw that the latter no longer carried the latter's punch, but tried his best to hug the evil king, and frantically went towards the far void.

The evil king was furious, and one punch fell on Yan Zangfeng's body, and every time he fell, it knocked out Yan Zangfeng's vitality.

After six punches, Yan Zangfeng only had two points of breath left.

However, even though Yan Zangfeng only had one hand, he restrained the evil king to the death, and with the last trace of obsession, he pulled the evil king up thousands of feet into the air, and burst into laughter madly.

Bang.

A thunderclap sounded between heaven and earth, and I saw the vast void shook, and a huge mushroom cloud covered the sky.

Yan Zangfeng, death is gone!

In the middle of the battlefield, Lin Huang raised his head, staring at the scene in the sky with tears in his eyes, and his heart was extremely sad. It is as strong as the martial arts myth of seventy years ago, and it has also become a moth to put out fire.

In his mind, Lin Huang still remembered the appearance of Yan Zangfeng's fingers hooking the strings when he first saw Yan Zangfeng.

On the cliffless peak, Yan Zangfeng fell from the sky, killed dozens of martial marquis, killed Liu Cangsheng, and saved himself.

On the green hills outside Xuanyuan City, he told Lin Huang about the past of the year, about Xie Qinghou's ten years of dormant heartache and suffering, and told himself to be the first in the world.

A generation of myths has finally come to an end!

Lin Huang was depressed in his heart, if he had the realm of a martial king today, he might be able to rush into the long sky. With such a heroic attitude, he desperately tried to block the evil king for a moment.

It's a pity that in the current realm of Lin Huang, he is not even qualified to be a grasshopper that shakes the tree.

Yan Zangfeng is dead, but everyone has not had time to grieve. The evil king had already killed again, and compared to the previous indifference, the latter was obviously a little more angry, and even a little angry.

Yan Zangfeng's dying counterattack finally injured him.

On the battlefield, looking at the evil king who fell from the sky, the Dongling warrior was afraid in his heart, but he was unstoppable. Even if the fist falling above his head is like a mountain, he is not afraid at all and stands tall.

If you take a step back today, you will be in the abyss!

The Eastern Spirit Realm will be reduced to the world of demons, and the sects, heirs, and relatives behind him will either be slaved for generations, or their souls will be scattered.

Warriors have their own style and bones, and when they die, they die.

"Zuo Jiaming Sect Qinglong Department right sword envoy under the command of the Tianzi Battalion Thousand Households Xuanyuan Po thirty-second generation descendant Xuanyuan raised troops, willing to sacrifice blood and take the soul as a guide, I implore the three thousand heroic souls to revive and save my Dongling!"

"Zuo Jiaming Sect Qinglong Department right sword envoy under the command of the Tianzi Battalion Thousand Households Xuanyuan Po thirty-second generation descendant Xuanyuan raised troops, willing to sacrifice blood and take the soul as a guide, I implore the three thousand heroic souls to revive and save my Dongling!"

......

Behind everyone, Xuanyuan raised his troops to bleed, and his breath became weaker and weaker. However, the latter is like the legendary martyr, igniting the last trace of obsession, vowing to find a chance for the East Spirit Realm to reverse.

Just after the evil king's punch fell, like a torrent of thousands of iron horses crushing the seven defenses of the Dongling martial artists, there was a wisp of fresh wind in heaven and earth.

There is a wisp of righteousness in the world.

Then......

The heavens and the earth changed color, and I saw that the depleted sea of blood suddenly cracked, and an abyss slowly appeared.

Between the shaking of the earth and the shaking of the mountains, an ancient beacon slowly rose from the abyss, revealing a domineering spirit that did not belong to the world, rushing straight into the sky and rolling thousands of miles.

In the middle of the military formation, Xuanyuan raised a long roar and burst into tears!

I saw Xuanyuan lifting the troops as if returning to the light, and suddenly stood up, looking at the beacon that came out, "I implore the three thousand heroic spirits to revive and save my Dongling!"

On the battlefield, the Dongling warriors and the 700,000 army shouted loudly following the voice of Xuanyuan's soldiers, and the sound shook the sky:

"I implore the three thousand heroic spirits to revive and save my East Spirit!"

Above the void, the evil king looked at an ancient beacon emerging from the abyss, his face changed greatly, and his cold face was actually filled with fear.

Seeing the beacon is like seeing the devil!

Lin Huang also looked at the beacon in the abyss, his heart shook slightly, then frowned, and then he was particularly shocked.

The ancient beacon, he had seen it vaguely from a hundred miles away.

——Fengtian Bronze Ancient Great Wall.

Three thousand years ago, the Great Ming Dynasty fell into decline. Emperor Ming Ai made great efforts to create another glorious event of the Great Ming Dynasty. However, when foreign demons appeared, they poisoned the world and destroyed the orthodoxy of the human race.

For three hundred years, the entire continent was plunged into darkness, and the sun and moon were not seen all year round.

In order to resist the evil demons outside the territory and save the people of the mainland, Emperor Ming Ai fought in the east and west, and fought 98 million troops of the Great Ming God.

Although Emperor Ming Ai still failed in the end, the latter established the ancient bronze Great Wall of Fengtian that spanned hundreds of millions of miles when he was dying, in order to guard the nine ancestral dragon veins on the continent to protect future generations.

The bronze ancient Great Wall of Fengtian can be described as the world's largest artifact!

Looking at the beacon that emerged from the abyss, Lin Huang finally reacted. Such an ancient will and breath, not like the domineering of the world, must be the ancient Great Wall of Fengtian bronze.

And this ...... Perhaps it is a force in the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers that Qin Xuance has not cracked, and finally suppressed the evil king.

In just a few breaths, the beacon in the abyss is no longer the tip of the iceberg, but rises rapidly with an extremely strong attitude, like a hidden dragon soaring into the abyss, looking down on the world.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang in heaven and earth, and only at the moment when the bronze ancient Great Wall reappeared in heaven and earth, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were shaken. The Eastern Spirit Warriors all looked shocked.

That's a stretch of the Great Wall......

But it is like a bronze mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles, lying between heaven and earth.

The city walls are thousands of feet high, towering into the sky. Looking up, it seems to cut off the sky. The left and right are hundreds of miles long, but it gives people the same peerless dragon that lies prone on the earth of the world and stretches for thousands of miles.

The entire Great Wall is made of bronze.

It was covered with mottled patina, full of the sense of time. It seems to have experienced countless winds, frosts, rains and snows in the world, and the vicissitudes of life.

It makes people feel more and more ancient.

On the city wall, there are countless sword marks, which are dense for hundreds of miles, and it seems that they have experienced countless long battles to be so scarred.

And in the center of this hundred-mile section of the Great Wall is the beacon that everyone saw before.

The Ancient Beacon Tower.

Together, the firelight of hundreds of millions of miles of volcanic lines lit up the entire vast continent. It is conceivable, but seeing that the beacon fire is within reach, the hundreds of millions of monks of the human race will not hesitate to fight, and why will they die in a long song of weeping blood!

The Great Wall of Ages.

Reappear in the world!