An old city center, there are not many buildings here, but there are countless portal gates, like a huge altar.

This is a teleportation array belt leading to the border of the Great Red Sky, and many array gates are set up here as one of the routes to support the Great Red Sky.

At the beginning, the major families still had warships to cross the void, but as the war lasted for many years, there was no longer the ability and resources to build warships, and basically they could only go to the battlefield through the teleportation array to support.

However, although it is very old and has not been used for thousands of years, it can barely be urged.

Today, these almost aging array gates suddenly began to tremble, and the teleportation arrays engraved by the great power around them began to flicker, and then slowly erupted with brilliant divine light, obviously someone was urging the array gates.

Such a situation has not appeared for 10,000 years, a group of veterans guarding the gate of the formation suddenly picked up their weapons from the state of frequent death, and looked frightened, this teleportation array is almost only in and out, and now no one has gone over and it lights up directly, obviously, there are people coming over there in the big red sky, how can this calm them, and it may even be that the foreign land is coming over through the teleportation array.

Under the shocked gaze of the veterans, one after another figures emerged from the teleportation array, and their breathing became short, if so, once they found that the situation was wrong, they would directly activate the hidden means to blow up these ancient formations, although they would also be destroyed along with the ancient arrays, but this time there must be no accidents.

When the first figures were about to step out of the divine light, their hearts rose to their throats, and they even held their breath, first a broken battle banner appeared, and then a blond young man appeared.

Yan, as a mature and qualified leader, was the first to return waving the battle flag in his hand.

"It's the battle flag of our realm, a very old battle flag!"

"This is, Monk of the Nine Heavens."

"Yes, right?"

These veterans were still shocked and couldn't react in the first place.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

After Ziyan walked out of the portal of the teleportation array, Goya walked out of the teleportation array. Subsequently, group after group, more and more monks walked out of this big array, although the nine days were broken, but there were still mountains and rivers, and their hearts had a little comfort.

Yan Heyu frowned as soon as he stepped out of the teleportation array, and then the only remaining remnants of the Nine Heavens also discovered the problem, the original Nine Heavens Tunnel was damaged, but now it was like being separated by a confused piece of paper, even weaker.

In the Great Red Sky before, the remnants of the Dao of the kings overshadowed everything, and they couldn't feel it at all, especially around Lin Yue, as if they were practicing in the Immortal Realm.

At this time, as soon as they stepped into this side, they immediately realized what the problem was, they didn't know what was going on, why the Nine Heavens Avenue was hazy.

"You... Is it a warrior of our realm?"

A veteran clutched his halberd and asked! Because these people are too powerful.

Returning from a bloody battle in the sea of corpses and blood, just the inadvertent breath made them tremble. Not only are there supreme monks at the pinnacle of the human realm, but even there are a few immortals who have almost disappeared on the Nine Heavens side over the years, especially the blonde young men and women who are the leader, and their momentum is freely exuding from the Journey Realm, so that he, a great monk in the retreat realm, does not dare to peep at random.

….

In the face of the old man's question, everyone looked at the people around them, their armor was broken, their clothes were old, and then they smiled.

"The war is over, we are victorious, we are back!"

"Won?"

"Yes, victorious."

"Did you really win, this war for eternity!"

"Wow.........!"

"Nine days, nine days, we've won, hahaha......!"

Confirm that Yan's words are true, Jiutian is really victorious, and these old men who stayed behind can no longer hold back. Then, throwing up the weapon, cheering, celebrating.

From this moment on, starting from this ancient city, the Nine Heavens Monks began to cheer all the way, and they walked towards the Imperial Pass, to convey the victory to where it was, and where to hold on

The old man and the child knew that their persistence was worth it, and the nine days were victorious.

A long dragon, the battle flag waving in the wind, the drum shook the sky, Yan and Yu did not stop it, this is a big victory, and it will be passed on for nine days.

"Who's beating the drums?"

"Something happened!"

Someone from other places saw such a large group of monks suddenly appear, and they became nervous for a while with invincible blood and battle momentum.

"Little brother, what's going on!"

An old man looked at the young man running past him and always shouted victory, and he was puzzled for a moment, thinking that the other party had gone crazy.

"Senior, victory, victory in nine days, the heroes are back, hurry, hurry! Inform everyone and hand out the Victory Mail!"

Only then did the old man look at the long line in the distance, the ancient battle flag stood in the wind, and the war drums shook the sky.

In the next second, the old man who was about to die walked like a fly, roaring in his mouth, and rushed into the distance, such a situation, scene after scene.

Emperor Pass Divine City, everyone already knew that the army had returned victoriously, and a group of old men with broken bodies led a group of boy scouts stood at the gate of the city and watched the battle in the distance approaching.

The children's eyes are also full of fighting spirit, they are not the flowers of the greenhouse, they have seen the most tragic battlefield in the last years of the immortals, but they still shine with fine light, this is hope, the old man told them that there are heroes who have returned victoriously, let them come to pay their respects.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

The battle of the Great Red Sky is not only ten years and a hundred years, but tens of thousands of years of war spanning many generations, how many heroes and heroes have been buried, and a great realm has been broken into nine heavens, and now there is only an immeasurable heaven and some small realms left.

Now that Jiutian has won, from the beginning of the Immortal Gu to the present, Jiutian doesn't know how long he has waited for this moment.

The old men were dressed in broken old armor, with tears in their eyes, and they held bowls in their hands, and in the bowls were strong liquor.

This is the tradition, they are the first time to send the strongest wine to the hometown for the soldiers returning from the expedition, just like the soldiers who went out on the expedition, because it is too long, 10,000 years of expedition, afraid that they will forget their hometown, and this is the wine of victory, for the celebration of wine.

Yan and Yu walked at the forefront, leading the returning warriors to receive the exhalation of all the compatriots who rushed to the front.

"Strong, please!"

The old man picked up the big bowl and sent it to Yan.

"This bowl of wine should have been the first to be drunk by the king of the nine heavens, but the king has not returned, and I ......!"

Yan looked at the thick liquor in the bowl in front of him, and subconsciously thought of Lin Yue, and then spoke.

….

The returning soldiers also couldn't help but think of their king, and fell silent for a moment.

Oh, yes! This bowl of wine should be the first to be drunk by the king!

"Don't mind the strong man, we have a bigger bowl for the king's return!"

The old man said with a serious face!

"Haha.........!"

"Haha.........!"

"Okay, save a bigger bowl for the king's return!"

The soldiers laughed, took the wine bowl and drank it all.

After drinking, Yan took the battle flag, waved it vigorously, stirred the heavens and the earth, and then roared.

"Gentlemen, this battle has been won in nine days."

According to later records, in the last years of the Immortal Gu, this great victory returned, and the nine days were celebrated for three years, during which the foreign immortals wanted to cross the abyss, but they were killed by two adults of the Tianjiao ant clan outside the emperor pass, and the other party did not dare to make another time.

At the central altar of the Divine City, hundreds of people gathered together, twenty or thirty monks at the peak of the human realm and three true immortals were very eye-catching, most of them survived the war, which can be regarded as the last fire of the nine heavens, of course, there are still people who are even scattered in other ancient realms and have never returned, and there are still people who stay in the Great Red Heaven, but it is still too few compared to the nine heavens. At the peak, there were twenty or thirty kings, but now there are only these left.

Yan and Yu sat on the throne at this time, and they presided over the meeting.

"Two adults, we are incompetent, we are ignored by the kings of the immortal realm, the other party closes the boundary gate, and the Nine Heavens Dao is damaged, it will affect the environment of heaven and earth, and even has begun to affect the queen

Generations of cultivation, I'm afraid that we will usher in the catastrophe of the end of the Fa."

"Hmph, people of the Immortal Domain, their behavior is normal, the Immortal Domain is the Immortal Domain after all, it is impossible to sacrifice everything for this land like us, but the King of the Nine Heavens has returned to the throne, don't worry."

Facing the two juniors at the beginning, the old man named Jin Shuo opened his mouth and blamed himself.

"Yes, seniors don't have to worry, everything is there, our king is just recuperating, he will return, and everything will be fine then. We need to celebrate such a victory."

"Who is our king in this ......?"

The old man named Jin Shuo spoke, and all the monks who had never gone out on the expedition pricked up their ears at once.

Yan and Yu looked at each other, and then looked at these returning masters, and everyone subconsciously showed a mysterious smile.

"It can't be that kid!"

Jin Shuo seems to be a little guessed, but unfortunately he doesn't believe it himself!

"Senior, you have to be honorific!"

A young man who had just stepped into the Supreme spoke,

"Yes, which lord has ascended to the king's realm, and he wants to be honored!"

A true immortal said with a smile.

"Good guy, the old son-in-law is gone!"

The old man named Jin Shuo jumped up directly.

Guhua writer