"Xingtian, the minister under Emperor Yan, loyal and conscientious......"

In Jiangcheng in the south, Lao Sao, who was learning ordnance manufacturing, looked at the mobile phone screen and couldn't help but clench it.

Scenes of tragic battles are playing, and from above, the earth cracks and the mountains collapse!

Xingtian fought the demons alone, fought to the death, and was high-spirited.

Lao Sao couldn't help muttering: "Jingwei Weimu will fill the sea." Xingtian Dance is dry, and fierce ambition is always there. There is no concern about the same thing, and there is no regret when it is gone. Set in the heart of the past, a good day can be waited! ”

This is an ancient poem that he just memorized not long ago, and Lao Sao, who is determined to devote himself to the construction of the country, has memorized a lot of poems about mythology, and he understands the meaning of the battle of Xingtian better than the others next to him.

At this time, the announcer's voice sounded on the broadcast screen.

"Xingtian, as the ancient god of my Kyushu, devoted himself to the battle of defending the country as soon as he was born after 10,000 years of silence, and killed the demon holy city, the base camp of the Old God Alliance, alone, and fought against the demons!"

"It is worth remembering for all of us that the God of War of the Punishment Heaven patrolled around the land of Kyushu for a week before heading to the Demon Holy City...... He is looking at his descendants and hometown! ”

"Xingtian, who are you fighting for?!"

Lao Sao's eyes moistened.

"Xingtian, come on!" Someone shouted from the sidelines.

Lao Sao also shouted: "Xingtian, come on!" ”

The same scene took place all over the country, and many people learned about the legend of Xingtian's life for the first time.

Previously, no one paid attention to him because there was no idol of his god in none of the four major peaks.

"Xingtian, come on!" From the kindergarten children to the elderly, they all clenched their fists.

Changyang Mountain.

Jiang Fan suddenly entered the state.

There was nothing around, nothing but darkness.

Except for the head of a giant with angry eyes in front of him.

This head has been sealed for 10,000 years, but it still does not decay, its eyes are still fierce, and the surging battle intent penetrates through 10,000 years and reaches the depths of Jiang Fan's heart!

"This is, the divine thought of the God of War!"

Jiang Fan saw that on both sides of Xingtian's head, there were Kunyu chains, which were firmly bound.

"Slash!"

Jiang Fan decisively raised the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed at the Kunyu chain.

In Professor Wang Wenjing's line of sight, Jiang Fan slashed diagonally into the air.

Rumble!

A huge sword light emerged, passing through the mountain.

Boom –

Mountains and rocks splashed everywhere, and thunder exploded.

Jiang Fan saw that the Kunyu chain was not damaged at all!

The corners of his mouth twitched, then he gritted his teeth and slashed again.

Boom Boom!

Sword after sword, Kunyu's chain did not move!

"Why?!"

"Xuanyuan Sword, still slashing this chain?!"

Jiang Fan was anxious.

"Junior, Kunyu's chain is not something that can be cut off with brute force."

A gentle baritone sounded behind Jiang Fan, a voice that seemed to contain everything in the world, but with an irresistible majesty.

Jiang Fan wanted to turn his head, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't turn around.

Out of the corner of the eye, only a glimpse of a familiar and unfamiliar silhouette can be seen.

"Kunyu is taken from Kunlun goblins, and Kunlun is the place where the ancestors of Kyushu walked out...... Want to cut off Kunyu? ”

The baritone let out a few distant chuckles and didn't continue.

The chuckle was far away until it was inaudible.

At this time, Jiang Fan could finally turn his head.

When I turned around, I couldn't see anything, and it was still pitch black.

"Is it Regulus?" Jiang Fan muttered, and then looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, "Brute force can't cut it, Kunyu is taken from Kunlun, and it is the place where the ancestors walked out...... What do you mean? ”

Near the Demon Holy City.

Xingtian was scarred, bleeding like a waterfall all over his body, and one eye was pierced by a hexadent and had rotted open.

Satan on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, his double horns were cut off by a tomahawk, his hexaphe was broken by his three halberds, and his back bone wings were also broken.

"Xingtian, I must slaughter all of you in Kyushu to make up for my losses!" Satan was furious and attacked again.

Xingtian grinned, and said with one cold eye: "You're thinking about fart!" ”

"Ahh - Satan raised his six-pronged halberd and stabbed at Xingtian's only remaining eye, "Xingtian, you disrupted all my deployments!" ”

Sonor!

The battle axe in Xingtian's hand collided with it and froze: "Yes, then I'm very happy!" ”

"Xingtian! - Give me death! Satan went mad, and the hexape suddenly slanted, allowing the tomahawk to slash at his shoulder, and to pierce the hexadent out.

Xingtian couldn't dodge, and one eye was stabbed.

Burst!

Blood flowed out, and Satan laughed wildly when he saw this: "Xingtian, I am the king of demons, the king of fallen angels, Satan!" You, dead at my hands! ”

Burst! ——

Satan pulls out the hexadent and brings out a large patch of flesh.

Xingtian couldn't see anything, but he could still feel the breath of Satan, and the battle axe in his hand slashed down fiercely.

Ignoring the severe pain, Satan forcibly turned sideways, pinned the tomahawk out, and was cut off a layer from the shoulder to the arm.

After that, Satan pulled away and suddenly shrunk in size, and then took advantage of the visual difference to surround Xingtian at an extremely fast speed, constantly attacking Xingtian's ankles, back, etc., which Xingtian couldn't defend.

Xingtian blocked with a shield, and the battle axe in his hand chased Satan and slashed, but always one step slower.

"Hahaha, Xingtian, you will be the first Kyushu ancient god to die under me, what Michael Angel can't do, I will do it!" Satan sneered.

Xingtian completely fell into the disadvantage, but he was not discouraged in the slightest, and laughed: "Do you mean the battle of the ancients? I didn't participate, but I've heard that your so-called alliance of gods is vulnerable, and even our disciples at that time can deal with your eighth-order demigods at will! ”

"It's not what it used to be!" Satan shouted angrily.

Burst!

Xing Tian felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and he couldn't help but stumble and half-knelt on the ground.

Xing Tian knew that he was careless and underestimated the enemy.

His own strength has been limited, but now he has been fighting against the demons for a long time, and he has forced Satan to sacrifice a very costly evil art, and he has gradually lost the enemy.

But Xingtian can see it at ease.

"Hmph, it's just a death!"

"Before you die, you desperately want to kill this bird thing called Satan in front of you!"

"In this way, I will not live up to Emperor Yan and the people of Kyushu!"

The world of punishment made up its mind, no longer had any reservations, and for a time locked Satan with his breath alone, and fought with him.

Satan saw that Xingtian was the last fight, and immediately held on, forcing Xingtian to dissipate his last sharp energy.

Kyushu country.

As the blood gradually dissipated, the satellite captured the picture of the battle, although blurry, but everything was clear.

Punishment is invincible to Satan, and he is constantly killed!

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and some were in tears.

They may not know who is in charge of it all, and they may not know what the battle of divine power means.

But they saw only one thing.

That is, Xingtian is fighting for them!

"Xingtian, hold on!"

"Xingtian! ——”

Everyone was calling his name in their hearts.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years!

In the Demon Holy City, the Origin Lingqi that was locked in the Holy Grail trembled violently, and rushed out of the seal with a "bang", and more than a dozen Origin Lingqi rushed towards Xingtian like lightning.

On the battlefield, Xing Tian suddenly felt a burst of warmth in his body.

The next moment, the Lingqi from a radius of thousands of miles gathered towards it uncontrollably!

A surging Lingqi storm runs through the heavens!

Satan was stunned.

Not only did he see the Lingqi Storm, but he also saw the golden light above Xingtian's head.

That's the Origin Spirit Qi shining!

Others may not know, but he knows what it is......

"The Origin Lingqi, supplemented by the power of faith, the golden light appears, and the Shinto becomes ......"

The Kunyu chain on Xingtian's ankle suddenly collapsed and dissipated into a flood of light!

Changyang Mountain.

Jiang Fan slashed down with a sword.

Changyang Mountain suddenly cracked into two neat halves.

Xingtian's head appeared, and then broke free from the Kunyu chains, turned into a streamer, and flew to the west!

"What cuts the chains of Kunyu is the sharp blade of faith condensation......"

Jiang Fan put away his sword, his eyes were deep.