"It's a good time! Let me see how many catties you have as a divine beast!"

The Martial God let out a loud shout and stepped forward with his sword.

The blood groove on the sword's body was scarlet and dazzling, exuding a fierce killing intent.

He threw himself into the pit of ten thousand corpses, entangled with the resentment of the corpses for endless years, and never fought again.

It has been buried in the ground for a long time, sealed for years, built a long road with a sword body, suppressed evil spirits, and did not drink blood again.

He felt a burst of excitement in his heart, it was the warlike nature of his clan, and the loneliness of being a warrior for tens of thousands of years.

It, the sword body roared and buzzed, it was a sword heart that thirsted for killing, and it was the hope of a divine soldier who was eager to drink blood.

This person has a sword, he intends to fight the evil with the sword, it wants to drink the enemy's blood again, the two coincide, and the battle intent is shocking.

And the opponent was once a divine beast, even if it was just a trace of cultivation that escaped the seal, in this heaven and earth, it can be said to be an invincible existence.

Martial God Clan, when you are strong, you are strong, you are horizontal, I am even more horizontal!

What's more, he has a reason why he has to fight.

He watched tens of millions of clansmen die tragically under the city, just to exchange the eternal peace of the Spiritual Qi Continent. At that moment, his heart was like a knife, and the blood was enough to become a river.

He was heartbroken and endured to this day, just to refine this 'judgment', only with this divine weapon, he has the strength to fight.

In this battle, he vows not to retreat!

This battle will let the other party know that the ants in its eyes dare to compete with Haoyue!

A sword swung out, slicing through the air, humming and piercing. The blood groove drew a red fan, and the sword took a photo, which was peerless.

The other party didn't take the other party into account at all, a remnant body that had been eroded for tens of thousands of years, a rusty blade, and it could make it retreat with just one palm.

If it weren't for the limited cultivation of escape, if it wasn't for the accumulation of strength for more important things, it wouldn't bother to bother to speak, even if these two were still at their peak, it would definitely kill them without hesitation.

The huge Jiao's head hung low, and the sharp corners surged with evil qi, stabbing straight away, and the space it passed through was shattered, and the gloom bursted out, and the fluctuations emitted were terrifying.

It was already impatient and had no intention of tempting, and this blow was unrelenting, and it would completely penetrate the opponent.

However, it was disappointed by the facts, and the expected devastation did not come to fruition.

"Boom!"

The judgment was as swift as thunder, and the last to strike first was deafening as it slammed into the sharp corners.

Yao Yan was not aware of his shock, this sword was fierce, and the murderous aura permeated the sword body, condensing into substance, just like a heavy sword without a blade, not like the power of the remnant blade at all.

Jiao's head swung and wanted to swing it away, but the blade shook it hard, without retreating, and a huge force was transmitted, suppressing it to death. It was the boundless battle intent given to it by the palms of both hands holding the giant sword.

The Martial God roared, "You said it was a remnant blade, and the divine soldiers also had dignity, so we will make you pay the price of blood!"

The sword body buzzed, as if excited.

Today, it holds the palm of the warrior again, and it can finally reproduce the glory of the past!

......

When everyone arrived at the Ice God City, the night was already dark, and the lanterns would be extinguished.

They did not alarm a single person, but quietly entered the city.

Among them, Luo Han, who has the weakest cultivation, is also in the middle stage of the condensation realm, and the cultivation of consciousness cannot be measured by common sense, which is only one step away from the realm of spiritual consciousness.

And the person with the highest cultivation in the city was Ruan Da in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, and no one could detect their return.

These people were already the pinnacle of existence on the surface of the Spiritual Qi Continent.

Today's Ice God City, compared with when Luo Han left more than three months ago, the change is more intense, and the city is more turbulent.

Especially in the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The earthquake trembled, accompanied by the roar of the forest beast, which was extremely clear, as if an ancient beast was churning in the depths of the earth.

The four huge chains shook incessantly, the resonance of gold and iron reverberated endlessly, and the cracks in the chains were even denser, and even broke a little in many places.

Everyone suddenly felt that the situation was serious, and their hearts were like being pressed on a thousand pounds of boulders, which was extremely heavy.

Even though he had been working hard day and night for several days, he had no intention of resting at this time, and went straight to the Ice God Palace to discuss the matter of strengthening the seal of the four divine beasts.

Luo Han directly sent the ice coffin to the Luo clan ancestral hall for placement, of course, with Luo Zhantian's permission, and even at his behest.

After all, if Yan Xuan hadn't stopped him at that time, don't say Luo Han, even he Luo Zhantian might have died on the spot.

She exchanged her life for Yan Zhong's repentance, and in exchange for the best ending of everyone gathering in Ice God City today to jointly strengthen the seal, she deserves this placement.

Long Jingxue went with her and retrieved her natal spirit card.

At this point, the agreement with Long Lao was completely completed, but it is a pity that the old man who used to be able to cover the sky no longer exists in the world.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Bing found that everyone had returned to the city.

He immediately couldn't hold back his tears, and because of the presence of outsiders, he forcibly endured the release of his inner depression.

For two years and four months, he called out to his father and mother day and night, living in the torment of their unreturned thoughts and uncertainties of life and death.

For two years and four months, he shouldered the burden of the entire Ice God Clan with a pair of arms that were not very broad, and almost single-handedly supported the hope of survival for this race shrouded in panic.

I can't imagine what kind of pressure he was under.

No one knows how many times he wanted to give up, but he could only look up at the sky alone in the middle of the night when no one was around, and forced himself to persevere.

Today, his thoughts can finally turn into tears, and he can finally unload his burden and be the carefree boy he used to be again.

Luo Zhantian didn't say a word, only silently gave him a silent hug, because no matter how many words he spoke, he must be pale and weak, only this hug can express the complicated thousands of words in his heart.

Luo Tong is even more down-to-earth and generous, and the beauty embryo when she was young is now quite captivating, which is somewhat similar to Long Jingxue, but her appearance has not retreated, full of youthful immaturity.

She had no scruples, tears rained down, her eyes red from crying, and her makeup was sobbed.

At this time, she snuggled in her mother's arms, and her pear blossom and rainy face was full of long-standing thoughts and worries.

Long Jingxue hugged her and stroked her hair, really wanting to tie two more braids for her at this moment, so that the playfulness swayed on her shoulders.

She was also looking at Luo Bing, feeling relieved and sorry in her heart.

As a mother, her emotions are more delicate, she is pleased with Luo Bing's growth, and she also cherishes the pain and depression he has borne in the past two years.

After two years, the family reunited, this scene is extremely warm and touching.

Wu Wushu has no wife and no children, and he can't help but burst into tears.

Not to mention the severity of the flames, remembering the beloved daughter, I feel the same way, and then build a wall of injuries.

"Huh, what about Xiaohan?"

Luo Bing suddenly found that Luo Han was missing.

"That's right, what about the second brother?"

Luo Tong also noticed it, and looked around, looking for it.

But this empty palace of King Luo doesn't even have pillars, only a few of them, where can they hide.

Before others could respond, she suddenly realized, "I know! The stinky second brother must have abducted the second sister-in-law and didn't know where to hide in the two-person world." ”

muttered again, "Sister Xuanxuan is really, and she won't say that she will come to see me first." ”

She is no longer young, she is still childish, her mouth is open, and she really can't open which pot.

Yan Chong's face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Long Jingxue knocked her little brain melon and said seriously, "Hitomi, don't talk nonsense!"

"Where did the second brother go?"

Luo Tong was still a little unconvinced, and after crying, he was full of joy, and he became a little unscrupulous.

"Your second brother, he has gone to the source of the Luo River. Long Jingxue responded.

"What about the second sister-in-law, let's go with us!"

Luo Tong continued to grasp this point.

Everyone was silent, and Yan Zhong had turned his face away and looked away.

Luo Tong still didn't realize that the atmosphere was wrong, and he still looked complacent, and said, "Look, I'm not wrong!

Luo Zhantian saw that the more he said, the more outrageous it became, and he couldn't bear to reprimand, so he had to say to Long Jingxue, "Xue'er, you take Hitomi down first! I have something to ask Bing'er, and we'll discuss how to strengthen the seal after we figure it out. ”

Long Jingxue nodded, "Tong'er, go! Go back with your mother." ”

He picked her up and walked out of the main hall.

Only then did Luo Tong notice Yan Chong's expression, and realized that he might have said the wrong thing and caused trouble, so he obediently left with him, walking lightly, but a little cute.

Seeing the two of them exiting the main hall, Luo Zhantian said, "Brother Yanzhong, the little girl is not a big deal, I hope you don't care." ”

"It's okay!"

Yan shook his head, obviously reluctant to say more.

Luo Bing keenly felt that something was wrong, everyone was there, but he didn't see these two people, he thought of many possibilities.

Tentatively asked, "Father, ...... Xiao Han and Yan Xuan?"

Luo Zhantian stretched out his hand to interrupt it and said, "Let's talk about this matter later, you can first explain to me in detail the various changes in Ice God City in the past two years." ”

Luo Bing immediately revealed a series of changes that had occurred since the change of heaven and earth.

Finally, he said, "Father, now that the changes are more violent, and the people are even more panicked, I think your return will definitely be a medicine for them." ”

Luo Zhantian pondered for a long time, and decided, "Pass the order to go down and visit the city!"

Wu Wushu was puzzled, "Brother Zhantian, ...... are you?"

"Touch people's hearts first, and then fix the seal!" Luo Zhantian replied, concise and to the point.

When the order was handed down, the whole city rejoiced.

The tribesmen cheered and their King Luo had finally returned.

At this moment, they regained their confidence and were extremely firm, and they firmly believed that this omnipotent existence in their hearts would lead them to overcome panic and get out of the haze!

......

Martial God City, Martial God Palace.

The majestic figure in golden armor was lying on the ground, and his body was already illusory.

Only the right arm that clenched the judgment was still solid, and the red lines that pierced into the arm were surging darkly, like blood flowing, merging into the grooves on the sword's body, and the scarlet light was dazzling.

The greatsword landed on the ground, still trembling, crashing into a rapid, noisy hum.

It hadn't fought enough, it hadn't been stained with the blood of its enemies, but the palm that held it was powerless to lift, and the warrior who held it could no longer fight.

The man returned to the human body, and draped the wide robe over his body, the black was more dignified, the big hat covered his face, and the hem did not see his feet.

It stood beside the judgment, proud and awe-inspiring, looking down at the figure at its feet, its eyes empty.

"Martial God, even if you consume your own essence and blood to urge this sword, what can you do?