The wind is howling. Dark clouds overshadowed the southern sky, plunging the world into a heavy darkness.

It was as if a violent wrath was brewing in the heavenly court, and it seemed as if the supreme gods were about to rain down to wash away this miserable world full of blood and corpses.

It wasn't supposed to be the power of Rebens' whip. As an unprecedented ten-stage beast god of Baji, Rebens is indeed very powerful, but he is not strong enough to drink the heavenly court and dominate the clouds, because that kind of ability can only be possessed by legendary gods, and whether those noble gods really exist, to this day, no one can say clearly.

But Rebens's long whip was still powerful, and his strength might not have reached the level of a god, but in Qi Lang's opinion, he must have come close - the whip swung faster than the naked eye could catch, as if he had just created a series of pitch-black hollows in the air, and then stabbed them one by one with the sharp tip of the whip. The sound of the air explosion was one after another, but before those piercing sharp sounds could be transmitted, the invisible shock waves had already spread, one after the other, and they couldn't help but impact Qi Lang's mind.

But the sword of honor has been swung!

The dazzling silver light kept rising, ten meters, one hundred meters...... Nearly a kilometer!

As the light of the holy sword soared into the sky, the incomparably powerful power was gathering rapidly, just above the silver-white sword body, the light was dazzling, as if the holy sword had gathered all the righteous forces in the world, it was indestructible and unstoppable!

"Boom!!"

Two powerful forces finally collided together, and the sound of the air explosion shook the four fields!

Time. The waters of the Tenzin River are turbulent. Set off a monstrous wave. Splashed on both sides of the river in a roar. Dozens of tornadoes were born on the ground, hovering and rising in mid-air, soaring into the sky, blowing the dark clouds in the sky to scatter and flee, revealing a clear sky in the tumbling.

After the explosion, Qi Lang stood in place, and Rebens also stood in place. This time, they didn't win or lose.

This result should have been expected by Qi Lang. Because the moment he swung the holy sword, he was determined. He can't afford to lose, no matter how strong his opponent is, he can't afford to lose this crucial matchup. He knew that he was hope, the hope of all, the hope of the entire continent. With the support of firm belief, Qi Lang is full of confidence that he can take over the whip of Rebens.

But this result was still a bit unexpected for Qi Lang, because he never really understood his own strength. In Jira's energy level evaluation, his ability in terms of warriors has just reached the level of low-level Douzun, although it is better in terms of cultivators. The energy level is only that of a mid-level Sage, even if the two abilities are added together. It has not reached the strength of a high-level Dou Zun or a high-level sage.

And in Parry's narration, based on the level of Baji, the Baji of the nine-stage beast body should be enough for a high-level Douzun to contend with, and as for the ten-stage beast body of Rebens, his strength is unfathomable, because no Baji master has ever reached such a height in history. He is a strong man like the god of Baji, a symbol of invincibility.

But Rebens's whip, Qi Lang actually took it head-on, and he didn't retreat an inch, and completely relied on his strong strength to take it. Parry had already shown an expression of disbelief, and on the other side of the long bridge, the Barrow monsters who had been screaming and screaming were also quiet, and the group of simple-minded rhinoceros Barrow even clapped their palms.

Mr. Zhu Lai smiled with satisfaction. He saw Qi Lang's strength, the young and formidable King of Zong Hao, who had now grown up. His strength has reached the pinnacle of human beings, just like his grandfather, Mr. Luo Wu, who is as powerful as a god and shines with a worshipping light like a god.

Zhu Lai had seen Mr. Luo Wu's strength, which was an immortal level above a high-level sage. In fact, there is no way to measure it by the word strength, because he disdains strength, because he is simply power. He is one with man and nature, as if the power of all things in the world has been contained in him, ready to be at his disposal. And more importantly, he never abused that noble power, because relative to strength, the growth of the heart is the lifelong pursuit of the cultivator.

Of course, Mr. Zhu Lai also realized that there was still a difference between Qi Lang and his grandfather, because he had a chance and embarked on two extremely difficult cultivation paths at the same time-the strength of the body and the strength of the soul, and he had both, which made him reach the peak of a fighter. Of course, he may still be a little bit away, a little distance from the peak, but that little gap has been made up - the cracking of the four puzzles of the wolf necklace has made up for the gap in his strength, and the true meaning of the sword of honor has helped his mind grow in advance.

Qi Lang probably never realized how powerful he already was, just as he had never noticed how the experience in the Four Yang Illusion Realm had helped him. He just persevered alone, as if he was just relying on instinct, struggling forward on this path of tribulation. But in reality, he should realize that insisting on the word "insistence" is the true meaning of honor.

Mr. Zhu Lai looked at Qi Lang with a smile, sincerely happy - the little guy has finally grown up.

Qi Lang and Rebens fought each other, one in the air and the other underground. The technique of using the flying sky to deal with the enemy is indeed a strategy that he is most likely to win, because it will help Qi Lang to avoid the poisonous mist emitted by Rebens's body, and at the same time, he will be condescending and attack with sword qi, which will also make up for his disadvantage in body speed to a certain extent, of course, that kind of combat method may be amazingly large in terms of attrition, but in addition, Qi Lang does not have any magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

At the same time, the north bank of the Tianlong Bridge has also entered a hard struggle.

Although Baji's wave of attacks only rushed over thousands of warriors, their strength was extremely strong, and Tiger Head Baji with six- and seven-stage beast bodies abounded, and even there were not a few powerhouses with eight-stage beast bodies like Parry, such as the three spotted cat clan warriors that Mr. Zhu Lai was fighting against.

The first line of defense formed by six groups of warriors was quickly breached, and large numbers of Bagi poured into the northern shore, like a pack of hungry beasts, searching for their prey in the ranks of Terran warriors. The entire north shore was in a scuffle, more than a dozen giants of the Lov tribe were killed, the rangers' horse team was scattered, and the seven remaining warbands of the Whirling Frontier were almost unable to maintain their defensive formations.

But Qi Lang's bravery in the heart of the bridge brought great encouragement to the human warriors, and they were also persevering, fighting with the same courage. Alone in the bar, Baji began to taste the bitter fruits, and they were either tragically killed under siege or forced down the raging waters of the Tenzin River and passed away.

Qi Lang is also struggling to persevere. He knew he had to keep going, because once the battle in the middle of the bridge stopped, more Badge would break through without a hitch, which would be a catastrophe for the warriors at the back.

Rebens's long whip was really heavy, whistling through the whip, although the tip of the whip never really hit Qi Lang's body, but the sharp sound, as well as the invisible shock waves, were impacting Qi Lang's nerves all the time.

Qi Lang was sure that his physical strength could still support it, but his consciousness inevitably began to blur, and there seemed to be a hallucination in front of his eyes - he seemed to hear a terrible howl coming into his ears, it should not be the miserable cry of the warriors, because he knew that those warriors had already put life and death out of the way, and no matter how great the pain was, it would never make them cry out in misery.

It must have been the earth howling, as if it was mourning the bloody hell on earth in front of me. Or it is possible that the parents of the warriors are crying because they will never be able to see the smiling faces of their children again.

The dark clouds still lingered in the distant sky, staring at the land without sorrow or joy, like the gloomy face of a god. He must have been disappointed that he had created a wonderful world, and that his own primates were destroying it with their stupidity.

His vision was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, Qi Lang opened his eyes vigorously, looking through the layers of blood mist, looking at the south bank, he saw those eager to see Baji. Their minds are still so simple, they will only find pleasure and pleasure in battle, Qi Lang even feels that they are a little pitiful, even if Baji really takes over the whole world as he wishes, their ultimate fate will be the same, because they can only fight, only destroy.

Farther south, Billund Castle is in ruins, a shocking reminder of the tragedy of the clan's strife. A little further north of the ruins, the acacia plants were blooming again, still so bright yellow flowers, and against the gray background, they looked so out of place. Farther north, among the distant mountains, Mount Desai is like a punching bag for the earth, emitting smoke in a wrench......

Qi Lang shook his head vigorously to prevent his thoughts from diverging uncontrollably, in that case, the flood gate that he and Rebens had built together would be opened, and the crazy Buggy would be dumped onto the north shore, and the entire battle would be irreversible.

The rear was already a little unable to support it, and even the invulnerable Lanse fell, and at the moment he was swinging the giant axe vigorously under the cover of Pubei. There are also Joanna and Millon, the two of them are fighting side by side at the moment, and although they have been cared for with the full support of Iglu, they have become two bloody people, and they may fall to the ground at any time due to physical exhaustion. Parry was dying, too, and his furry arms were hanging down, as if the little hammer weighed more than a thousand tons......

Probably, there is only one last way left - to do everything in your power to break the giant bridge! (To be continued......