Chapter 981: The End of a Song (11)

The left palm of the cloud Jiao, grasping the right wrist, hung panting.

"Old fellow, are you still hiding this hand?" Tianmu Tiger said in shock.

"I didn't expect your eyes to work. Turning Yunjiao smiled.

"Haha, we all hid our hands, and in the end we tacitly cooperated. Tianmu Tiger said: "This move, can you defeat that little old man?"

"It's difficult!" Turning Cloud Jiao was not optimistic, and said: "If it is the ninth palm, even if we don't kill him, we will win this battle." ”

As they spoke, the thunder that raged between heaven and earth ceased.

Then, the whole space vibrated and there was an eerie gravity in the air.

"Click!!"

Suddenly, time and space were torn apart, and a hideous giant shadow appeared.

His body swelled a hundred feet high, standing like a mountain peak in front of the two brothers of Tianmu and Tiger, reflecting them like two midges. His body was made of rock, his head, torso, and arms shattered and peeled off, and his body was covered with countless cracks, large and small, from which red magma gushed out like blood.

"Mole ants, let's go to the Yellow Spring!" Shi Huang stretched out his arms and roared angrily, "Ten percent of the heavy domain !!"

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The crescent moon hung high, lava and flames spread across the land, and the night was dyed a dark red.

The green flaming crane sat cross-legged in the sky, his hands folded and his eyes closed. Above his head, his source of fire was spinning. The cyan flame core, the white blazing outer flame, and the three directions of the fire source, there are three lifelike fire spirit crane shadows, they spread their wings and fly in a flying attitude, but they are stopped by the three forces, and they can only stay still.

In the three directions around the green flaming crane, Leng Qianqiu, Luo Shiva and Hun Tianzi sat respectively.

They are using all their strength to suppress the impact of the Green Flamingo.

This is the collision between the immortal sources, which seems to be stationary, but in fact the undercurrent is turbulent, once one side is defeated, there will be the consequences of the sky falling apart.

On the top of Leng Qianqiu's head, there was a rotating wood spirit immortal source, inside the turbid cyan wood spirit, there was a black ghost claw shadow; above Luo Shipo's head, there was a water spirit source, and its inner core was a white hair scattered head; above the head of the Hun Tianzi, there was a golden golden spirit source, and its inner core was a green shield.

"His immortal source is stronger than we imagined!" Luo Shiva said, "If we are one-on-one, we will not be able to bargain for any of us." ”

"In the human realm where the aura is thin, it is simply a miracle that there is such a source of immortal fire. Hun Tianzi said.

"It's a pity that there is no fire spirit immortal among us, otherwise, his fire source can also be refined for his own use. Leng Qianqiu said regretfully: "Now, I can only break up." ”

Although they were talking, each other's immortal source power was still oppressing the green fire crane's immortal fire source.

The Green Fire Crane is struggling to support, if he wants to survive, he must have another immortal source to intervene and break this desperate situation, otherwise, within three hours, they will scatter the immortal source and return to the Yellow Spring.

In the dark, he sensed a restlessness from the ground, which was pregnant, like a volcano, waiting to erupt.

"Why hasn't the Stone Emperor come yet?" Hun Tianzi said impatiently, "It takes so long to kill two dark-level ones?"

Suddenly, two lines of old tears flowed out of the corners of the green fire crane's eyes, and Leng Qianqiu showed a cruel smile and said, "He will be back soon." ”

At this time, the green fire crane was sad in his heart, but his premonition became stronger and stronger. He opened his eyes quietly and looked at the endless night, and the dawn seemed out of reach. However, he knew that no matter how long it took, it would always come.

At this moment, his heart was full of hope, just like smelling the breath of spring in the bitter cold, how he wanted to see the moment when the "rising sun" was born.

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A night full of despair, finally the end of the mountain.

The crescent moon hangs over the western horizon and is about to set.

The entire Nine Cold Lands had fallen apart in the war, and the ice surface hundreds of zhang thick had broken into countless pieces, ranging from a few miles to nearly a thousand miles, and a large number of mutilated corpses were lying on each ice floe, and blood stained the entire shattered continent. Near the Ice City, the battlefield is even more tragic and unimaginable.

The White Flame Immortal Fire Array had long since disappeared, and what surrounded the city was a pile of corpses that was higher than the city wall. In the empty city, there is only Liu Beishui alone. The women and children who should be transferred were all transferred to the Sumeru space, and there were tens of thousands of other soldiers who were still fighting outside the city.

Six million, only a few tens of thousands remain!!

However, of the nearly 10 million hellish army, there are less than a million left.

Liu Beishui sat quietly on the top of the city lord's mansion, holding the Sumeru scroll in his hand, looking at the pile of corpses outside the city that was higher than the city wall.

Dead, everything is dead.

However, the soldiers of the Ice City, with their lives, guarded this last dignity, and when they lived, they did not let a single hellish creature enter the city.

The bitter wind blew his long white hair, and he sat silently.

This city belonged to his eldest brother, but Ye Qingcheng had not even been the city lord for a day. From nothing to nothing, it seems that everything is taken care of by him and has nothing to do with his eldest brother. Everything in the city is managed by their Ye clan little by little.

Now, it's all gone.

Tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city can't hold out for long, and everything will end before the morning sun comes out.

Suddenly, a sharp shadow flew in, and the splitting wind carried a broken white bone body, and swept quickly.

Hades Emperor Qing Yu, only the upper half of the body remains, and the lower half of the body is no more. At the same time, the white bone armor on his body was seriously shattered, and he was already in a dying state, half of his face was blurred by the explosion, half of his face was extremely embarrassed, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know if he could see others.

Liu Beishui immediately gave up his seat and placed Qing Yu well.

"Who can beat Uncle Yu like this?" Liu Beishui didn't dare to believe this scene. In addition to the Dark Hell, there are the five great prison lords, and under these five immortals, Qing Yu is the strongest.

"Son of Heaven. The Split Wind was also covered in blood, and the spiritual power of the Wind Brake Phantom was almost exhausted, but he still held on until he died in battle.

"The Son of Hun Tianzi is here, that Yun Clan—" Liu Beishui saw the splitting wind in despair.

Splitting Wind changed his normal state, his face was no longer cold, and he smiled gently: "Our Yun Clan, there is only so much to do. We were relieved. But you can't die, the last hope is in your hands, and you must live. Immediately gather the tens of thousands of remaining soldiers outside, escort you to hell to find Qingcheng, and I will drag Hun Tianzi. ”

With that, he pulled away and flew away.

Qing Yu was no longer breathing, and his blood was gone, but the last glimmer of light in his eyes had not yet been extinguished.

"See?" Qing Yu said weakly, his eyes facing the east, as if he could no longer see Liu Beishui.

"See what?"

"The rising sun. ”

Liu Beishui turned his head to look at the east, the sky was overcast and cold, and he said hoarsely: "Uncle Yu, there is still a period of time before sunrise." ”

"Not in the sky, but under the feet. Qing Yu's voice became weaker and weaker.

Liu Beishui immediately walked to the railing and looked down, the city was built on the ice, the ice surface is the ocean, and the deep underground under the ocean is hell.

At this time, the extreme depths of the ocean have silently ignited a fiery red!

"It's finally here!!"

Suddenly, Liu Beishui couldn't hold on anymore and began to cry.