No one knows whether Haotian will laugh when human beings think, and no one knows whether Haotian will laugh when human beings are at war, but thinking or war is ultimately a matter for human beings, no matter whether Haotian will laugh or not, human beings will continue to do it, or meditate or throw their heads and spill blood.

The goshawk flew away, the black clouds drew closer, the war on the wasteland continued, every moment people fell, swords broke, blood gushed out, smoke and dust gradually disappeared, but I don't know if it was because the cavalry could not charge at high speed or because the ground was soaked in blood and covered with corpses.

In the hinterland of the battlefield, the powerful desolate warriors kept rushing forward, and the cavalry of the Southern Jin Dynasty had been torn out by them with a huge gap, and the legendary extremely strong Xiling Temple Guardian cavalry were all rushed by them to some unstable formations, of course, they also paid a very tragic price for it, and many desolate warriors fell on the road of the charge.

The leather coat trembled in the bloody wind, and then dragged out the remnants of the Dao Dao, and the bloodied Tang was like a burning stone, rampage on the battlefield, shaking more than ten war horses all the way, tearing apart several priests of the Xiling Temple with his bare hands, and then finally came to the body of Luo Kedi.

Blood flowed from Tang's body, like a waterfall, it was all the enemy's, not his own, and on his shoulders hung the internal organs of a priest, and the picture looked extremely bloody.

Luo Kedi knew who he was, his face suddenly turned pale, fear occupied his body and mind, and he instinctively wanted to dodge or escape, but he knew that if he dodged or turned to flee, then the next moment Tang's fist would smash himself to pieces, and even if he survived, the master would give him a more tragic ending.

With a loud shout, Luo Kedi swung the god-given knife and slashed towards the top of Tang's head, the blade brought a sharp roar in the air, and the golden runes on the knife body suddenly brightened, and the power increased suddenly.

Tang watched expressionlessly as the falling knife punched out, a fist like a mountain, smashing on the blade of the Luo Ke enemy, the blade suddenly cracked, and then the handle of the knife suddenly froze, and the tiger mouth of the Luo Ke enemy holding the handle of the knife cracked, and then the terrifying huge power invaded upwards along his arm.

The shoulder blade snapped and broke, and the blood of Roque's enemy sprayed wildly backwards, and he turned his left hand into a knife, slashing at his own shoulder, and forcibly used his strength to cut off the invasion of that force, so that he was lucky not to die.

The moment he hit the ground, Don's body was in the air, and he stepped on top of his head, looking at the blood-soaked soles that were getting closer and closer, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

His feelings at this time were just like Cheng Ziqing, who had sensed the terrifying fiery fist intent before, but just like Cheng Ziqing, at the moment before death came, a thunderbolt saved his life.

Those thunderbolts in the low altitude of the wasteland had been chasing Tang's figure for a long time and had never been able to catch up, but at the moment when Tang seriously injured Luo Ke's enemy, he finally caught up.

Tang stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, and stepped the thunder and lightning into the ground, which had been moistened by blood for a long time, and a lot of blood was squeezed out between the grass branches that had been broken by a shock.

Lei Mang made a great effort, and a sword appeared in the middle of nowhere, stabbing Tang in the abdomen.

Tang is the Demon Sect walking, and it may even be the last generation of the Demon Sect walking, he is very powerful, whether it is Cheng Ziqing, the strong man of the Sword Pavilion, or Luo Kedi, he is not his enemy.

In this world, it is difficult for a sword to stab him in the body, but at this time he was stabbed.

Even if he was stabbed, with Tang's physical strength, it was difficult for a sword to be able to pierce his body, but this sword pierced into his body, and the stab was extremely deep, and blood oozed from the edge of the sword.

It was not an incomparable sword, nor was it the peerless sword on the edge of the Sword Pavilion, it was just a thin wooden sword, and the wooden sword was exactly the same as it was more than ten years ago, but with an extra hilt.

The person holding the hilt of the wooden sword was naturally Ye Su.

Tang is the Demon Sect walking in the world, Ye Su is the Taoist walking in the world, the two people are like two sides of the world, one day, they will meet and collide, and then life and death will meet.

They are all the pinnacle people in the world, each with their own pride, Ye Su faced the academy Jun Cheng in the Rotten Ke Temple, Jun Cheng turned around, he turned around, today's wasteland war, he also disdained to kill those ordinary desolate warriors, but just tied his spiritual spirit to Tang Yiren's body.

Of course, there can be no absolute fairness, in addition to avoiding Ye Su's sword, Tang also needs to protect his own people, constantly fight with the strong men of the Daomen, and more importantly, he has led the Desolate tribe in the wasteland to fight against the Central Plains people for many days, more precisely, he has been fighting for several years.

Ye Su, who had been cultivating his spiritual spirit for a long time, was at the peak of his life, and the result of this battle was not difficult to imagine against the tired Tang, the wooden sword pierced deeply into Tang's abdomen, and then let out a thunderous roar.

Don's abdomen opened with a bright red bloody mouth, and blood trickled down his eyes, mouth and nose, this time no longer the blood of the enemy, but his own.

As soon as they met, they were seriously injured, and there was still no expression on Tang's face, let alone fear.

His legs suddenly burned, and the bright red flames were like magma in a volcano, blazing hot but with real weight.

The right leg leaves the ground at a weird angle and kicks down!

He was clearly standing on the ground, and his right leg was only half a man...... height "But when his right leg fell downward, the foot in leather boots seemed to be stepped down from the sky and from the clouds!"

Don's right foot stomped on the wooden sword, and the wooden sword broke from it!

The wooden sword was deeply inserted into his abdomen at this time, and Tang's right foot stepped on the wooden sword, and it was as if it hit his abdomen hard, stirring his own internal organs, but there was still no expression on his face!

Ye Su's face was slightly pale, his right hand let go of the hilt of the sword, and he abandoned the sword without hesitation, the thin Dao robe danced lightly in the wasteland wind, and an extremely ethereal Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi attacked, retreating with the wind!

Tang Rushan's right fist was already clenched, hanging on his waist, and he was about to strike out but did not strike, because there was no longer Ye Su's figure in front of him, and he could only hit the air.

Blood kept pouring out, and Don's face finally showed a look of exhaustion, and then he reached out and pulled out half of the wooden sword in his abdomen, and slowly fell to one knee, gasping low.

Tang, the first master of the wasteland, was seriously injured by Ye Su, who walked in the Daomen, and the war in the wasteland has been going on at this moment, and it seems that the ending can finally be seen clearly.

The sound of fighting on the battlefield gradually became low, and the advance of the desolate people was finally blocked by the cavalry of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the apologetic cavalry of the Xiling Temple, while the charge of more than 10,000 Tang cavalry in the west was so unstoppable.

Just before the desolate tribe faced the catastrophe of annihilation, a low and neat chant sounded, and those desolate warriors who were seriously injured and could no longer fight, along with several patriarchs, began to chant a scripture.

That passage is not long, but the syllables are very complex, obviously not the common Central Plains script, the desolate people also use the Central Plains script, and it is more like the original script of the western part of the Moon Wheel Country long ago, the desolate warriors and the elders who led the singing, they don't know that scripture, from the legendary Tianshu Ming scroll.

As the voice of the scriptures echoed in the wasteland, a vague aura began to emerge on the battlefield, this breath was extremely compassionate and unusual, as if the blood and distorted corpses on the battlefield and the corpses that were distorted or mutilated were transparently displayed the meaning of death and reincarnation.

The great elder of the Desolate Tribe, supported by a young man, stood up with difficulty, and looked at Tang who was kneeling on one knee in the middle of the battlefield, with a look of determination on his face.

The elder also began to chant the scriptures, reciting the same scriptures, and his voice was hoarse, but extremely loud, like the wind, and the temple was blowing on the wasteland, almost like a shout.

The Xiling Temple Coalition Army, the tall figure standing in the giant tower condensed slightly, and the master of the sect listened to the sound of the scriptures on the wasteland, listened to the shouts of the desolate patriarch, and thought silently, if it weren't for the monks of the Hanging Temple who didn't listen to the orders and refused to come to the wasteland to help in the war, you wouldn't even have the chance to fight for your life.

The great virtue of the Buddha Sect of the Hanging Temple is not there, so someone needs to fight with the great elder of the barren people with spirit, otherwise if the chanting sound of the old man continues to flutter on the battlefield, then whether it is the coalition army of the Central Plains or the apologetic cavalry of the Xiling Temple, they will pay a very tragic price.

In the face of the shouts and chants of the barren elders, even the tall figures on the giant chariot can only protect themselves, so who is qualified to fight for their lives? In the Xiling Temple Alliance, only that old man is qualified.

The wrinkles on the face of the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle also deepened, he listened to the chanting sound coming from the distance in the north, listened to the old man's shout, and said calmly: "The Heavenly Oracle is dark, and the beginning of the light is also. ”

Then he said, "Heaven oracles sacrifice is the beginning of goodness." ”

Finally, he said: "Heaven is the beginning of man." ”

After saying these three words, the wrinkles on the face of the Heavenly Oracle Grand Priest seemed to be deeply carved into the flesh and blood of his cheeks and even his bones, and two extremely thick lines of blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Around the place where the Great Priest of Heaven was located, the faces of the seven red-clothed priests had already withered, their black hair suddenly turned into snow, and they were hundreds of years old in an instant, and they had long since lost their breath.

The Elder of the Desolate Man slowly closed his eyes, then fell backwards.

The desolate young warrior who was supporting him, not knowing what was happening, held his body and was speechless with grief, and the wounded desolate people around him struggled to stand up, and then fell to their knees.

The spiritual power of the Great Elder is very strong, and there is still a very small gap between the Heavenly Thief Great Priest who has the most powerful spiritual power in the Xiling Shrine now, so the final outcome is that he dies.

It was a seemingly simple, but in fact extremely dangerous war, in which the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle finally consumed the longevity of the seven red-clothed priests before he was victorious, and the Great Elder of the Desolate did not use any of the Desolate until his death.

In this sense, I don't know who is stronger.

(Tomorrow four chapters.) ）