Chapter 1285: Battle of the Gods 2

Xiao Yi'er looked at Qingxi Yan and Mo Jin who were fighting in the dark, and then looked at the soldiers who were constantly suffering casualties under her feet, and tears kept falling,...... Why, why is this the case?

War...... Does it have to be bloodshed and sacrificed like this?

The sea, which had already turned crimson, was filled with badly wounded remnants, and then, after their deaths, turned into scattered spirits.

The once calm and beautiful East China Sea has now become a Shura field.

No, it can't......

It can't be like this!

Xiao Yi'er closed her eyes and folded her hands, she suddenly remembered what her uncle had told her before leaving, if one day, if she encounters something incomprehensible, as long as she prays sincerely, a miracle will happen.

Her only hope now is that this war can be stopped, as long as this war can be stopped, as long as this killing war can be stopped, she is willing to pay any price for it, even if it is her life.

She prayed silently in her heart, over and over again, over and over again......

Qing Xiqian and Mo Jin have been fighting for several hours, and the number of deaths in this war is also increasing, and above the East China Sea, only the sound of ghosts crying remains.

Just when their fight was still inextricable, the originally dark clouds in the sky, suddenly the dark clouds dispersed, and a nine-colored streamer poured in from the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield, everyone instinctively stopped at that moment, even Qing Xiyan and Mo Jin temporarily stopped attacking after each injured each other.

The moment they stopped, the two of them were very tacit, and they looked in the direction where Xiao Yi'er was.

She was still in the barrier, but the barrier she was in was already shrouded in a layer of brilliant nine-colored streamers.

This is......

Qing Xiyan was surprised: "Nine-colored Divine Seal ......"

In the battle against Xia Que seven hundred years ago, although June was not on the main battlefield, he was the son of Qing Yu, and he had seen the Nine Colors Divine Seal.

In this way, at this time, the Nine Colored Divine Seal reappeared, wouldn't it......

Mo Jin naturally recognized this nine-colored divine seal, but he never thought that even in his previous era, the nine-colored divine seal, which had been extinct, would actually appear here one day.

The nine-colored streamer melted into the bodies of those seriously injured soldiers, repairing their injuries almost immediately, and even the souls that had not dispersed on the sea were soothed and gradually dissipated.

This scene lasted for nearly half an hour, and the streamer of the nine-colored divine seal gradually dissipated, and with those streamers dissipated, a cyan figure fell from the sky, and when she fell, Qing Xiyan couldn't help but shout: "Mother!" ”

It was Qingyu.

Qingyu didn't look back, but landed beside Xiao Yi'er, waved her hand to disperse the enchantment around her, and patted the little girl who was still praying sincerely on the head: "Little fool, get up." ”

Xiao Yi'er's whole person was still in Fang Cai's mood and didn't look back, after slowly opening her eyes for half a beat, she stared at Qing Yu for a moment, then blinked her eyes, and jumped up and threw herself into Qing Yu's arms: "Mother, woo woo......"

Qing Yu smiled and rubbed her hair, yes, their girl was really wronged this time.

At this time, Qing Xiyan had also come over and immediately knelt in front of Qing Yu: "The child is incompetent, please surrender to my mother." ”