"Please rule my Terrans. ”

The converging sound echoed in the vast world, containing the battle intent soaring into the sky, and the hope and desire for Yun Hong were even more obvious, making Yun Hong's eyes slightly red.

Yun Hong looked at the Heavenly Void Dao Man, Dongfang Wu and the others.

Looking at the True Martial King, Yang Chenyu, Ye Qing, Fengmang True Immortal and others, their eyes were extremely sincere, without the slightest hesitation.

The two clans fight each other.

The collision lasted nearly 10 days.

Although Yun Hong knew the general battle situation from Dongfang Wukou, in the final analysis, he had not experienced it personally, and his feelings were not deep enough, and he could not understand what many immortal cultivators of the human race were thinking.

This battle really forced the Changfeng Terran to a desperate situation, and the crisis was far greater than any time in history.

But.

While the human race is crazy, the demon race is also desperately resisting.

Ten days!

The human race has paid huge casualties, and all kinds of town clan hole cards have been exhausted, but they still have not been able to break through the defense line laid by the demon clan heavenly demons and many demon gods, and can only watch the scene of the 'molten fire' breakthrough become more and more intense, and enter the final stage.

Once the molten fire is completed, it will be the end of the Changfeng Terran.

But.

No matter how bad the situation is, there is still a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

Because, that Changfeng Terran is the most magnificent figure in the history of the Terrans, in terms of the dazzling rise, and the peerless genius who surpasses many leaders in the history of the Terran - Yun Hong!

Fight after fight, and again and again.

The name of Yunhong.

The peerless posture of the Flying Feather Venerable Lord has actually penetrated into the depths of everyone's hearts, even the strongest leader Tianxu Dao and the extremely proud Dongfang Wu.

All of them invariably regard Yunhong as the future hope of the Changfeng Terran.

Not to mention others?

"My human race, we haven't been defeated yet, there is still hope!" The Tianxu Daoist looked at this scene and glanced at Dongfang Wu, Jiang Yu and the others.

Although, Yun Hong may not be able to win this battle when he returns now.

But at least.

The Changfeng people still retain the greatest hope.

As long as Yunhong is alive, the Changfeng human race will not be destroyed.

"Lord Flying Feather. The Tianxu Daoist said softly: "This is the wish of my Changfeng Human Race, hundreds of millions of sentient beings, are you willing to agree?"

The Heavenly Void Daoist looked at Jiang Han calmly.

This supreme leader of the Changfeng Terran Race, and the most powerful leader in history, looked at Jiang Han with an incomparably equal attitude.

"Lord Flying Feather. Dongfang Wu also smiled, waiting for Yun Hong's answer.

Call!

Feeling this sincerity, Yun Hong had mixed feelings and was in a turbulent mood.

"Khooth!"

The sword is unsheathed and crosses the air.

"Heavenly Void Venerable, everyone. Yun Hong's eyes swept over everyone, and he said softly: "I, Yun Hong, dare not say that I will definitely be able to help my clan win this battle." ”

"However, when I was young, I suffered a catastrophe and both parents died, and it was Xu Kai Zhenxian who saved me. ”

"When I was young, it was my master 'Yang Tower' who led me to the martial arts. ”

"I was born and raised in this world. ”

"I, Yunhong, have always had the biggest goal in my heart to destroy the entire demon clan and return my human race to a peaceful and prosperous world. Yun Hong spoke slowly, with undoubted firmness: "I have always been, and will always remember, a sentence in "Kyushu Immortal Demon"!"

Yun Hong's voice gradually increased, and the battle sword in his hand suddenly rose, and his not tall body exuded a sky-high battle intent.

"Since Emperor Chengyang raised his army six thousand years ago, this world is the world of my human race!"

The sound is not loud, and it reverberates in all directions.

On the Qingxuan Battle Palace, more than 100 immortal cultivators at the peak of the Changfeng Human Race couldn't help but look at the green-robed young man in the distance.

This sentence has been pursued by the Changfeng human race for 6,000 years.

It is also the promise of 'Yunhong' to the ethnic group!

......

Buried in the depths of the Dragon Realm.

In the palace, the three-dimensional light curtain projection happened to be a scene where many immortal cultivators of the Yunhong and Changfeng human races gathered.

"This is the emotion of living beings!" Qinglong sighed: "I really want to really experience it, perhaps, only with such emotions, can I break the current shackles." ”

"As much as you gain, you lose. The Spirit Venerable shrouded in the fog said calmly: "This kind of emotion is indeed touching and worth pursuing for a lifetime. ”

"But isn't it a tie?"

Qinglong was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, and then said: "Lingzun, do you say that Yunhong can win? This is a genuine 'Dongtian Cultivator'. ”

"Molten fire is just ordinary among the innate beings, but once the cave is opened, there will be a qualitative change. Qinglong said softly.

"Life and death are fate. Lingzun shook his head lightly: "If Yunhong is really going to die, we can't either." ”

Qinglong nodded slightly.

The Burial Dragon Realm connects the eight worlds, and they can detect some movements through treasures, but they want to make a move from different worlds?

It's more difficult.

Moreover, they were also unwilling to disobey the orders of the Dragon Monarch.

No matter how worried about Yunhong's safety, he will not help Yunhong.

......

Qingxuan Battle Palace, inside Qingxuan Palace.

It had been a while since Yun Hong returned, and many True Dan Monks had dispersed, and they had gone through a great battle in the sky, so it would be good if they could repair for a moment at this moment.

Only the six highest levels such as Yun Hong, Tianxu Daoren, Dongfang Wu, Jiang Yu, Xing Wusheng, and An You gathered here.

"I really didn't expect that the people of Huangquan Dao would die in battle. Yun Hong sighed slightly, he still remembered the man.

It was a strange man.

"If it weren't for saving me, Huang Quan probably wouldn't have died. An You's eyes darkened.

"Don't be sad. Tianxu Daoist shook his head lightly: "Since the first battle of the year, Huang Quan has already had the will to die in his heart, and he may have been longing for this battle for many years. ”

Everyone was slightly silent.

The hatred with the demon clan alone is so great, I am afraid that it is difficult for someone to come out of the Huangquan Dao people.

"Lord Flying Feather. ”

The white-clothed torture silently suddenly spoke, and her voice was cold: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I think you are still in the True Dan Realm, but you told the Dongfang Hall Lord before that you broke through?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Yunhong.

No matter how much you believe in Yunhong, it is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for the slightest negligence.

Yun Hong couldn't help but smile.

Unlike the mana physical breath, the Dao's perception is ethereal, as long as the aura is restrained and not moved, it is difficult to judge.

"Please Sword Emperor try the sword!" Yun Hong smiled slightly, put his two fingers together, and combined them into a sword, without containing the slightest mana, he slashed towards the 'Silent Punishment'.

One horizontal and one vertical!

Ripples of the Void...... An incomparably powerful sword intent condensed out of thin air, swooped straight towards Xing Silent, and then dissipated in an instant.

The simple means, like ghosts and gods, made the punishment silent's eyes full of surprise.

Dongfang Wu, Jiang Yu, and An You looked at each other, and their eyes were full of shock.

Although they did not face the sword intent.

However, even if you stand on the sidelines, you can feel the terrifying aura contained in the fleeting sword intent.

"What a powerful sword, such a condensed sword intent. Xing muttered to herself, and she suddenly looked up at Yun Hong: "Feiyu Venerable Lord, have you entered the Dao?"

The voice fell.

Dongfang Wu and Jiang Yu couldn't help jumping in their hearts.

Initiation?

How could it be!

How old is he?

But who is the silent punishment? A figure in the human race who is second only to the Heavenly Void Dao people, who has been extremely fond of swords all his life, has an extremely high vision, and his judgment must have some truth.

"I haven't entered the Tao yet. Yun Hong shook his head lightly: "There is still a line away from entering the Dao, if there is no accident, I am afraid it will take a while." ”

Hearing this, An You, Jiang Yu and the others were slightly relieved.

But Yun Hong then smiled and said, "However, my swordsmanship, in terms of power alone, should be almost the same as the sword of the Dao Entry, except that it cannot evolve the 'Dao Domain'. ”

In a flash.

The whole adult fell silent, and everyone looked at Yun Hong in shock.

"Great goodness. The Tianxu Daoist, who had not spoken, smiled and spit out two words.