The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment.

For example, right now, the alien warriors on the battlefield are in a daze, and no one understands how the Terran warriors who were fighting with themselves just now are scattered like birds and beasts in the blink of an eye.

And it was precisely this sudden surprise that the Terran warriors had quickly approached the place where the King of Shuli fell.

There was another thunderous roar in the sky, it was the wrath of King Saty!

"King Shuli!"

The three simple words contained endless anger, and the alien warriors on the battlefield also reacted and reacted quickly at this time, one by one making a look of hatred and anger like the sea, as if they had exhausted all their strength to rush towards those Terran warriors.

When Satyr is angry, he has to pretend, and if he doesn't, he has to die!

In mid-air, King Satyr slowly appeared, dressed in tattered clothes, the two huge horns on the top of his head had become one and a half, and the originally stylish goatee had completely become the history of annihilation, his eyes fell on the place where King Shuli fell, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Just now, a trace of his divine sense that he had probed there had been wiped out!

Judging from the fluctuation of that aura, there was actually a hidden formation there!

At this time, his brows furrowed, his face changed, and his body quickly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, there was a rumbling sound from below, and immediately, a dark red beam of light suddenly rushed out, and slammed into the original position of the Satyr King, and a small gray mushroom cloud rose!

King Satyr stood in the distance, looking at the mushroom cloud that made a piercing roar, and snorted coldly, a hint of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

That kind of mushroom cloud, although not enough to be fatal, was not a big damage to him, and with the condition of his body at this time, he didn't dare to carry it more.

Even if he wants to save face, such a matter that is related to his life, he is also extremely cautious.

The alien warriors stopped at a distance of 100 meters from the Terran warriors, and the leader was a demon warrior of the Sixfold Realm of the Yuan Wheel, as a perceptual warrior in the team, he stretched out his finger and put it on the ground, and about five seconds later, he gave the order to stay put.

High energy ahead, don't get close to danger!

A gust of wind blew, and King Satyr appeared in front of the warriors, he raised his hand to stop the congratulations of the warriors, narrowed his eyes, and looked at a hemispherical shield that was gradually lighting up a hundred meters away, and the cold light in his eyes crackled like fried beans.

"Old fellow Shuli, you are lucky this time! However, if this doppelganger is destroyed, you will also be greatly injured over there, right? And if you hurt your vitality, what will happen to your situation over there? I am really looking forward to it!"

King Satyr said to himself, and when he had finished saying these words, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and there was also a hint of determination.

He suddenly turned around and waved his big hand and said: "I am the King of Satty, I am the most handsome and temperamental King of Satyrs in the world, I order you to wait, carry the spoils of war, and retreat!"

"Satie Sati, thousands of generations, handsome rivers and lakes!"

The alien warriors shouted loudly, no one dared to doubt the decision of the Satyr king, in the alien world, they only recognized the strong!

Immediately, the remaining twenty or so alien warriors surrounded the seven cages and left the ruins with the Satyr King.

A battle of killing came to an end.

It's just that the scope of this curtain is only this ancient ruins, thousands of miles away from here, the cloud city located in the basin, the blood-red curtain has just risen!

The hatred of the generations will not last forever?

Inside the reticle.

Su Mu swept his gaze over the people in the mask one by one, and his heart was as heavy as a falling stone.

Sixteen people.

This was the only number of people left, and when he first entered this inheritance land, he remembered that the number of people in the group was four hundred and five!

Some results will only be known after comparison.

Only then will you know which things are unbearable lightness in life!

The killing aura of King Shuli has dissipated, and his appearance at this time is as peaceful as when he first saw him, but the cyan robe on his body is no longer simple and clean, there are more tears, and there are more blood stains.

His gaze was still as deep as before, passing through the dark red light curtain and falling on the blood-red battlefield outside the light curtain.

He waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew outside the light curtain, and the wind blew, filling the sky with sand, covering the dead Terran warriors.

"They died because of me. ”

The words of the king of Shuli were very heavy.

He blamed himself.

He expected the beginning, but he didn't expect the result.

A Shuli inheritance was used by foreign races, and how many unjust souls of foreign warriors were buried!

Everyone was silent, and they might be able to sense King Shuli's mood at the moment.

A generation of heroes, but in the last days of their lives, they indirectly created a sin because of themselves!

Everyone wants to leave this world without regrets, either rich and glorious in life, good in a hundred lifetimes, or poor and full of evil, but after death is just a pile of bones.

The only difference is to go to heaven or to hell!

"It's getting late, you guys, it's time to go. King Shuli stood up from the ground.

"I will use my last life essence to send you to the location of the Taiyi Yuan Sect, Thousand Gate City. Here, there will be a river of blood, and your relatives, friends, and loved ones here will be affected by this, and you will be miserable, and you will despair, but remember one thing, this is the price of hatred!"

"The hatred of generations has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has evolved into today's hatred for no reason. ”

"In fact, there is no unprovoked hatred in this world, it can be so endless and despairing, and with the first unfinished hatred, there is also a second, and the third, it is thousands. ”

"I used to be mad and seek any kind of liberation in this world, but then I gave up because I suddenly realized that I was trying to fight against thousands of people on both sides on my own!"

"I turned into this doppelganger and remained silent here for 10,000 years, just to find an answer. And now that I've found it, the answer can be said to be far away or close at hand. ”

"Passing on the belief to the next generation, so that the disciples will not die in their hopes and their consciousness will be immortal!"

The words of King Shuli are like a period of time that has erased the ancient mark of barbarism, and slowly revealed the vastness and truth.

Su Mu and the others listened quietly, they may or may not understand, but it doesn't matter.

They just need to understand one thing.

Peace is priceless!

King Shuli raised his head, his deep eyes staring at the blood-colored sky.

For a long time.

He waved his hand.

A fresh breeze arose, and the breeze turned into a whirlwind, and the whirlwind turned into a violent wind, and the violent wind turned into a storm, and the storm turned into a black hole.

As if witnessing the great miracles of nature, or feeling the blessings of the spirits like a most pious apostle, King Shuli opened his arms, and in front of him was a door to the void where black clouds rolled up.

A red thread stretched out from the body of King Shuli, connecting with the huge black vortex.

It was the blood of the king of Shuli.

Take blood as a sacrifice and seduce time and space!

King Shuli intends to use his last essence blood to open this last door of hope!

It's also about the redemption of humanity.

Life is heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

King Shuli obviously chose the former.

Su Mu stood in place, feeling the power of the tyrannical space-time pull in the black whirlpool, and his heart was quite shocked.

Breaking the barrier of space with his own strength, this powerful strength that is almost miraculous gave Su Mu an incomparably powerful shocking power.

It's just that in this jar of emotional liquor brewing in his heart, the most flavorful feeling is always the lingering pain in his heart.

Is this once familiar big city Cloud City about to be wiped out in a bloodbath?

Is it about to be full of corpses and bones again, hungry and blood-stained?

Outside this cloud city, outside the rolling mountains, what are your parents like now?

The city of sin that carried all the pain and joy of his childhood, if time allowed him to go back, would he still remember its original taste?

And this time, its starting point is now, and where is the end?

There is too much reluctance, too much attachment.

Jun asked that the return date is not due, and the flowers are about to fall in the middle of the mountain;

Life is not at the right time, chaos has not been heard, who is old in a song?

I laugh at the sky and it's hard for me, when will I know my hometown?

And when!

Su Zhan, the most bold man, is also silent now.

The most boldest years and the purest love were left in this land.

He originally thought that a man's heart, where is the world unstable?

It's just that for some reason, when he looked at this former homeland for the last time, his heart was very blocked.

Yuncheng, he was in about two months, and in a short period of time, he remembered many good brothers who drank and guessed boxing with him in the Wufu.

Now they are dead in battle, and those who remain in the city continue to stay in the city - and they are about to face that bloody fate.

He remembered a phrase that the brothers used to say when they were drunk.

Fate, what a fucking fuck!

Zhang Wuji, the most amorous guy, is the Cui'er girl in the Cuiyin Pavilion in Cloud City.

The girl is sincere to him, and Zhang Wou-Ki may have fallen into the moon.

It's just that a painful voice in his heart told him that he couldn't go back, and when he said goodbye, he was already separated by yin and yang.

There is also this army, as well as Ziyu, as well as Song Piaoxiang, as well as Qingyu, and all the surviving soldiers present.

What are they thinking about in their hearts?

Long hatred and parting now, only tears are hidden in my heart!

"Let's go!"

"Dust to dust, dust to dust!"

With one last wave of his hand, King Shuli turned himself into a golden mist, enveloping everyone present.

This wisp of mist floated and drifted into the black whirlpool.

And then.

All is at peace.

PS: The second volume is over!The next volume, [Taiyi Fengyun]!