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The rocky mountain shook violently, and countless cliffs and rocks peeled off one after another, smashing on the ground, stirring up smoke and dust, and covering the figure of the Yanzhi Mountain people.

I don't know how long it took, but the smoke and dust gradually cleared, and the rocky mountain was obviously smaller, but it still stood in the grassland under the night, and did not collapse.

Mountains are still mountains.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Xu Yourong's face finally showed disappointment.

"The Holy Maiden's methods are indeed good. ”

The voice of the Yanzhi Mountain Man was still low, but if you listened closely, you might be able to hear the trembling and anger hidden in it.

Xiao Zhang stood up with an iron gun propping up his tired body.

The white paper rattled in the night wind, and the black hole was incomparably deep.

"Come again. ”

He said in a hoarse voice, seemingly unconcerned about the situation in front of him.

Chen Changsheng did not speak.

A few miles away, the wind and rain swords were ready to return.

Xu Yourong didn't speak, and took out the life astrolabe from his sleeve.

The starlight falls on the natal chart, and it emits different shades of light with the star trail that rotates like flowing water, which is very beautiful.

For today's ending, she deduced it many times, and the results were very bad. The delicate little arrow also failed to achieve its goal, which made her a little disappointed. But since the battle is not over, it must continue. If the Destiny Chart can't calculate a good ending, then using it as a weapon to fight will make the ending a little different?

The iron spear blasted towards the rocky mountain with the might of heaven and earth.

The two sword lights met again, slashing the heavens and the earth with a desperate posture of burning the world.

The wind howled, and the smoke and dust rose again.

Through the wind and sand, Xu Yourong stared at the black hole on the mountain, his fingers kept fiddling with the astrolabe.

The people of Yanzhi Mountain were not lightly injured, and at this time they felt even more dangerous.

Whether it is Xiao Zhang's gun or Xu Yourong's life astrolabe.

What made him feel most vigilant was the burning aura of the world that emanated from the twin swords of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

It reminded him of the terrifying man of the Terrans many years ago.

Vigilance and danger, as well as that unbearable memory, made the people of Yanzhi Mountain truly angry.

The night clouds were torn apart by a roar of rage and flowed towards the four fields.

The mountains are like gathering, the grassland surface is undulating, and the waves are like fury.

The number of people in Yanzhi Mountain has been cultivated for thousands of years!

The spear flower was faint, and the sword light was dimmed.

Xiao Zhang shouted angrily, struggling to support.

Chen Changsheng stood up and stretched out his left hand to the mountain in front of him.

At such a moment, Xu Yourong suddenly looked at the life astrolabe.

The star tracks on the natal chart are circulating at unimaginable speeds, forming countless patterns that are extremely complex and difficult to comprehend.

She was a little confused.

What's going on?

More precisely, what will happen in the next moment that will change the course of this war and the course of history as a whole?

The night clouds were torn apart and then flowed away, and the sky suddenly cleared and the stars were in full bloom.

Suddenly, a line of fire appeared in the night sky very high.

In a short time, the line of fire came over the grassland.

That line of fire came from the south. It stands to reason that the people of Jingpo Mountain and the people of Yichun Mountain should be able to stop that line of fire, but I don't know why they didn't make a move. Or maybe it's because of that line of fire, neither of the two sides in the field is a threat.

At the end of that line of fire, a fire cloud appeared.

Huo Yunlin waved his wings, and there was no one on it.

As everyone knows, the second god of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xue Xingchuan's mount, was a Huoyunlin, could this be that one?

More than ten years ago, Xue Xingchuan was poisoned by Zhou Tong in the palace, and the fire cloud disappeared into the depths of the palace and never appeared again.

Why is it here tonight, and what does that mean?

The prairie was silent.

This period of silence was very brief.

For the Yanzhi Shanren who were present at the time, Xiao Zhang, Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong and the two Shanren in the south, this period of time seemed to be a long time.

It's even like years have passed in this silence.

The world is relative.

Location is relative.

Time is also relative.

It may take longer to perceive than the real time, or because the new reference object in the fragment of time is too fast.

It was a sword light.

From heaven.

This sword light is not very amazing, it is very calm and quiet.

Compared with the wind and sand that have not yet dissipated, this sword light can be said to be very delicate.

Compared to the anger of the Yanzhi Mountain people, this sword light can be said to be very gentle.

But this sword light is really too fast.

If this sword light cuts flowing water, the flowing water will definitely break.

If this sword light is like flowing water, time will stop for a moment.

When people saw this sword light, this sword light had already fallen.

Rub, a soft sound.

The sword light fell on the cliff.

No gravel splashes, no smoke and dust.

The sword light seemed to be lost in the cliff.

Then, the mountain collapsed.

The earth shook.

That's the mountains moving.

Two low whistling sounds came from the southern night.

The howling was filled with grief and anger.

Chen Changsheng felt that this whistling sound was somewhat similar to the language of the dragon clan.

It should be an even tougher battle ahead.

He stood up and prepared for battle.

At this moment, a low roar sounded from the collapsed cliff.

It was the voice of the Yanzhishan people.

This time, Chen Changsheng heard it more clearly, and found that it was not the standard lingua franca of the Demon Clan, nor was it the ancient Demon language that the princes and nobles in the Snow Old City liked to use.

He looked at Xu Yourong, and Xu Yourong shook his head slightly.

Although they couldn't understand the specific meaning, they could vaguely understand the emotions of the Yanzhishan people at this time and the message they wanted to convey.

The people of Yanzhishan are not angry, unwilling, or resentful, but very calm.

The two mountains stopped, let out a few low groans, and then headed west, fading into the night.

The grasslands of the south have returned to tranquility, only with a little more sadness of parting.

Blood kept dripping down the edge of the paper, Xiao Zhang reached out and wiped it, feeling wet and bored.

He looked at the man next to him even more bored.

"Such a good opportunity, why don't you hurry up and chase it! What are you doing here? Who do you expect to build a statue for you?"

Being ridiculed like this, the man's expression did not change.

He'd heard it too much for decades, and he knew how to fight back.

"If you're not hurt, or if you can walk two steps, you can chase it. ”

Xiao Zhang's face was ugly, but he couldn't fight back, because it was a fact.

He was indeed injured, his injuries were indeed severe, and he really couldn't walk.

The most important fact is that it was that person who saved him, whether he liked it or not.

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The smoke and dust fell, and the sound of rolling stones rang out.

Someone came out of the collapsed rocky mountain.

The man was dressed in white, and his beard and hair were white, and his body was white.

This kind of white is not as white as snow, nor is it as white as paper, but there is a faint flow of light, more like jade.

The man's facial features were very delicate, his skin was smooth, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his forehead or hands, as if he was not a living thing.

If it weren't for the magic horn on his head, he would have been seen as a beautiful statue carved from white jade by the master of the Mu Tuo family.

The legendary ancient powerhouse of the demon race turned out to be so good-looking.

Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of the picture when he first saw the Demon Lord in the cold mountain.

The Demon Lord is also a very delicate scholar.

Xiao Zhang snorted, looking a little dissatisfied.

I just don't know if he's ashamed of himself or disdainful.

The answer is not in the wind, but beneath that blank piece of paper.

This person is a native of Yanzhi Mountain.

The mountain is his demonic body.

That's who he is.

"If you do catch up, you're going to end up losing both. ”

Yanzhishan looked at the person beside Xiao Zhang and said, "Even if you are Wang Po." ”

The man was dressed in a blue robe washed to white, with his shoulders slumped and his brows drooping, like a shabby bookkeeper.

Of course, it's Wang Po.

"The realm of the predecessors is unfathomable, and the four of us can barely win it when they join forces, and we will not have delusions anymore. ”

And so it is.

Xiao Zhang's domineering marksmanship, coupled with the combination of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's double swords, sword formation and Tong bow, all the means, still could not defeat the Yanzhi Mountain people, he could only be seriously injured, and then he encountered Wang Po's long-standing sword outside the sky, and he lost the battle.

Now that Xiao Zhang, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong have no strength to fight again, it is difficult for Wang Po to defeat the Jingbo Mountain people and the Yichun Mountain people to join forces.

Of course, this inference holds true in reverse.

The Yanzhishan people said, "So I stopped them from making a move and let them go." ”

Wang Po said: "The predecessors want to keep the mountain people alive. ”

The Yanzhishan man said: "I have tried my best, I want to come and see the great teacher after death, and he is embarrassed to say anything about me." ”

Chen Changsheng read through the Taoist collection, Xu Yourong had a wide range of knowledge, and Wang Po and Xiao Zhang were very knowledgeable, but they only vaguely knew that there was some relationship between the Bada Shanren and the Tunguska University scholars.

Who is the great teacher that the Yanzhishan people are talking about? Could it be that he is a Tunguska scholar?

In this way, the Bada Shanren is actually a student of Tunguska, which is really a secret that no one knows.

But why did he call Tunguska the Great Teacher? because there was a big word in the Tunguska honorific title? Or did it ...... Bada Shanren still has a little teacher?

Chen Changsheng and the others thought of the other content in the rumors, and their expressions changed slightly.

In the most secret rumors, it is said that the appearance of the Bada Shanren is also related to His Majesty the Pope of that generation.

Could it be that His Majesty the Pope was also their teacher?

"Yes, we have two teachers. ”

The Yanzhishan people confirmed their conjecture.

All the monks knew about the relationship between His Majesty the Pope and the Tunguska scholars.

From washing the marrow to gathering stars, the countless rules and knowledge that the world is now accustomed to come from those correspondences between the two.

When it comes to power and force, His Majesty the Pope and the Tunguska scholars may not be the top, but when it comes to their impact on history, they are definitely qualified to rank in the top three, and when it comes to wisdom and knowledge, they are far ahead of anyone else.

The brightest geniuses often have the wildest ideas.

The Tunguska scholars and His Majesty the Pope had succeeded in hiding from the whole world and secretly joined forces to do something.

It may be to verify the possibility of immortality, the continuity of the spirit, the exchange of information across races, or it may be pure boredom.

They created the Eight Mountain People.

Many of the details of this process have been lost. The Bada Shanren themselves don't know, only one thing can be confirmed, they are not demons, nor humans, nor are they hybrids like the Seven Clans, but a kind of life between the two races, and maybe even above the two races.

Any existence needs meaning, or existence will actively seek meaning and then give it to itself.

The Tunguska scholar and His Majesty the Pope died.

The Bada Shanren left the orchard and came into the world.

They started thinking about it.

With their wisdom, they could not guess the true thoughts of the two teachers, let alone touch the realms of immortality and soul.

Eventually, they came to a conclusion.

The two teachers created themselves to prove that the human race and the demon race can and should live in peace.

They are symbols of peace.

The Yanzhi Mountain people said: "Our goal is world peace, and before peace is finally achieved, we at least hope that there will not be any side of the Protoss or the Human Race that is too strong, resulting in the danger of being wiped out on the other side, so when one side is strong, we will go to help the other side." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "So in those years, you led troops to fight against Emperor Taizong, but then suddenly disappeared. ”

The Yanzhi mountain man said, "Yes. ”

"Where were you when the demons were at their peak, and where were you during the siege of Luoyang?"

Xu Yourong said suddenly, his voice was very cold.

The Yanzhi Mountain people said: "At that time, there were still many strong people in the human race, and there was no danger of extinction. ”

Xu Yourong said: "As long as the human race is not exterminated, human beings are abused like livestock by the demon race, and used as food, do you think it doesn't matter?"

The Yanzhi Mountain people were silent for a while, and said: "As I said earlier, when we were children, we read a lot of scripts of the human race, the drama in the old city of Xue, the latter was taken to the theater by the big teacher, and the former was sent by the little teacher, after all, there is still some difference between them. ”

They were born in the old snow town and grew up in the snow old town, so they naturally have a much deeper affection for the demons.

Especially as time passes, their sense of belonging to the Terrans inevitably fades and fades, although the Terran blood flowing in their bodies does not fade.

"So there's no point in your existence. In the eyes of the demons, you are the grass on the wall swaying in the wind, I think that both the old demon lord and the current demon lord are extremely wary of you, and even I think the old demon lord should kill a few of your members, and for the human race, you are no different from the black robe, you are both betrayers. ”

Xu Yourong's voice was very calm, but what he said was extremely lethal.

Wang Po and Xiao Zhang glanced at each other, not knowing what to say.

The most important thing is that the truth can hurt people.

Obviously, Xu Yourong said what happened to the Bada Shanren in the demon clan.

The Yanzhi Mountain people said angrily: "We are swaying, but it doesn't mean that we are traitors! Don't compare us with the black robe!"

Xu Yourong changed his words, pointed to a place in the north and said, "What was there in the night there?"

The Yanzhi Mountain people were stunned and said, "It's all at this time, why mention it again." ”

The corners of Xu Yourong's lips curled slightly, and he said mockingly: "It's all this time, the demon clan is still fighting among themselves, and the immortal clan is really unreasonable." ”

The faces of the Yanzhishan people were a little ugly.

"It's obvious that this is a conspiracy of the black robe, why do you bother to cover it up for him?"

Xu Yourong looked at him and asked, "Is it a demon handsome?"

The Yanzhi Mountain Man hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Xu Yourong nodded and said, "I don't have anything else to ask." ”

It was only at this time that Wang Po understood what she was doing, and he admired it.

He turned to the Yanzhi Mountain people and said, "You'd better let them go farther." ”

He was talking about the people of Jingpo Mountain and the people of Yichun Mountain.

The war is relentless, and it will surely burn all over the continent, and even the Great Western Continent may not be avoidable.

The Yanzhi mountain people said: "They will go to the distant abyssal sea. ”

The story of the Bada Shanren has truly come to an end.

The historic mission they have given themselves is over.

This sentence of the Yanzhishan people is to admit defeat.

Not tonight's defeat, but the defeat of the entire demon race.

Before the war had even begun, he conceded defeat.

If you want to defeat a mountain, you must first break the mountain.

Xiao Zhang did just that.

The true power of a mountain lies in its potential.

The gap between high and low mountain cliffs, and the change of the undulating curve of the mountain beam, are all potentials.

The general trend of the world lies in the luck of all ethnic groups.

For thousands of years, the luck of the human race has flourished.

Emperor Taizong, Emperor Xian, and the Holy Queen of Tianhai can all be called a generation of masters.

On top of that, they all died when they were supposed to die, leaving only those good inheritances to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

For example, the alliance with the demon clan, such as the construction of the seventeen cities of Yongxue Pass and Yonglan Pass, such as the confluence of the north and south.

Today's emperor is still a wise man.

He doesn't go out of the deep palace, but he can govern the world, and the wind and rain are smooth for more than ten years, and the Haiyan River is clear, do you really think that God is merciful?

Compared with the human race, the luck of the demon race in the past thousand years is extremely bad.

The ability of the previous generation of demon lords is also extremely perfect, and he is a real generation of heroes, and he can even be called great.

If he had died earlier.

It's a pity that this demon lord has lived too long.

He was older than Emperor Taizong, and even once called Emperor Taizu a brother.

However, Emperor Taizu died, Emperor Taizong died, Emperor Gaozong died, he was not dead, he still refused to die.

Flowing water can not rot, the demon lord has ruled the snow old city for too long, and the entire demon clan has become lifeless.

What's even more terrifying is that the old demon lord's body is still alive, but his spirit has gradually decayed.

It may be that he has been facing death for too long, and he has no intention of political affairs at all, and spends most of his time and energy on cultivating the demon body and divine soul.

He wants to heal the old wounds of the year, he wants to enter the legendary realm of great freedom, he wants to ...... Live forever.

So back then, he would venture into the cold mountain and want to eat Chen Changsheng. That's why he fell into the merchant boat bureau and fought with the White Emperor on the snowfield and was seriously injured. That's why he exposed his loopholes, was overthrown by the black robe and the demon marshal together, and then was forced into the abyss by his own son.

After all, he died in Snow Ridge in the end, either because he wanted to live too much.

It's still the same sentence I said earlier, it's a pity, it's really a pity, he died too late.

If he dies early like Emperor Taizong, the upper echelons of the demon race will be renewed more naturally, even if it will still become weaker, but the time for revival should come much earlier.

It's fate.

This is the life of the Demon Lord, and it is also the life of the Demon Race.

Tonight is the last chance of the demon race, and the Bada Shanren want to change their lives against the sky, but they don't succeed.

At this point, the general trend of the world has been decided, and the general trend of the demon race has gone.

"Woman, woman, woman......"

"Old man, old man......"

The starlight shone on the faces of the people of Yanzhi Mountain, and they were miserable white.

His lips were also white, twitching slightly, like snowdrifts about to fall.

"The death of my mountain makes me unhappy. ”

After saying this, he closed his eyes and died.