Shooting stars streaked across the sky is a beautiful thing, because it is not only a sight to see, but also represents the passing and ending of life.

You believe that if you make a wish on a shooting star, your wish will be taken by your lost life to an unknown and mysterious place, and your wish will be fulfilled.

This is what Li Xiu once said to Chen Yao.

The words that sound very reasonable are basically some stupid words, and the big truth hidden in the words is completely specious.

Only Chen Yao, the silly girl, can listen to such a story with her heart, remember it with her heart, and then make a wish to every passing star, and then show that simple smile.

It's just that sometimes it's not just meteors that streak across the sky, but also traces of the sky.

It was daylight, but even the bright sky and earth seemed to be unable to block the galloping meteors in the sky, and the huge battlefield began to end strangely, and many people looked up.

Then there were exclamations one after another, Bai Luoti and Sun Sheng looked at each other with a sinking face, they were smart people, and after getting the news, they deduced this possibility.

But even if you know it for a long time, there is no way to prevent it, the Trace of Heaven is like a conspiracy, a huge wheel is rolling towards you, and you have no way to dodge.

There was a smile in the eyes of the desolate man and the Yin Cao monk, as long as General Chen died, then Xiaonanqiao would be self-defeating, and their troops could directly point at Xuzhou City, and with their strength and the current situation within the Tang Dynasty, Xuzhou City could only resist for a few months at most, if they didn't attack day and night, it might only take a month to break the city.

Then the soldiers came to the city of Chang'an.

Be just round the corner.

Li Si's eyes widened as he watched the Trace of Heaven appear on the edge of the sky and then quickly approached, he wanted to stand in front of Old General Chen, and with his strength, he could slow down the power of the Trace of Heaven by a point.

One point is not much, but in his opinion, if he can lose one point, Old General Chen will be able to survive more than one point.

Even if it's almost impossible.

It's just that his thoughts, how could Old General Chen not see it?

Almost at the moment when the Trace of Heaven galloped in, Old General Chen raised his hand and sent Li Si out, forming an invisible wall ten zhang away from his body, blocking everyone who wanted to rush in.

It also avoids that the power of the Scar of Heaven will spread to others.

He turned his head to look at Li Si and said in a deep voice, "Remember what I said." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Li Si to answer, he picked up the spear on his side and took off towards the trace of the sky, he did not choose to wait for death on the spot, but planned to give it a go, he was not dead at the beginning, and now he naturally will not either.

The spear was like a dragon, and the straight and powerful spear swirled through the shattered void, forming a tornado, heading towards the scar of the sky that fell straight down.

Without dodging or dodging, he stabbed this indomitable shot with the belief that he would die, and the power was so great that the clouds above the sky cracked a crack at the moment when he just raised his hand.

There was a crack in front of Xiaonanqiao City, although it was far inferior to the Luoxian Gorge that Xiao Bo slashed out like a sword back then, but it was still very shocking and deterrent at a glance.

Thousands of desolate monks were wiped out under this shot, and it also made countless people feel frightened.

The armor on his body exuded a deep wave of dark black, as if it could absorb everything in the world, and even the sunlight that fell from the sky dissolved into the armor.

The advantage of this armor can withstand a hundred blows from the Five Realms Grandmaster without damage.

It was precisely because of the existence of this armor that Old General Chen was able to survive the last Heavenly Trace.

The Trace of Heaven is like the brightest light in the Southern Snow Field, and General Chen is the deepest darkness, when the two meet, whether the light will illuminate the darkness, or the darkness will swallow the light.

It's like the truth of water and fire, water can extinguish fire, and fire can also boil water.

The battle on the battlefield had stopped, and General Chen's spear came into contact with the Traces of Heaven.

Everyone looked up, and the picture fell into an eerie stillness, behind the calm was always turbulent, this still picture did not last long, the dazzling and dazzling light shone on everyone's faces.

Countless people lowered their heads and didn't dare to look up, but they already knew the outcome of the duel and the outcome of the battle.

The light dispelled the darkness, and the Traces of Heaven won.

General Chen Lao lost.

The owner of the divine tree that grew in the depths of the Southern Snow Plain was extremely powerful, and each round of the moon was able to shoot out a trace of the sky, and the power it possessed was enough to kill the Five Realms Grandmaster.

The light gradually faded, everything in the sky was gone, and the dazzling and strange traces of heaven disappeared between heaven and earth, all evaporated, but everyone did not recover from the shock, and looked up at the deep traces that crossed the sky.

It is the mark left by the Trace of Heaven walking on the firmament, which will gradually fade until it disappears completely, just like the one in previous years.

Old General Chen is not dead, he is standing on the wall of Xiaonanqiao, his posture is tall like an evergreen tree that can never fall, but his eyes are tightly closed, and the breath on his body is languishing to the extreme, if he doesn't sense it carefully, he can't sense the faint fluctuations coming from his body at all.

He held the spear in his hand, which was inserted into the ground to support his body.

The invisible wall blocking the radius of ten zhang still did not disappear, and Li Si stood outside the wall with a tiger's eyes slightly red.

Most of the time just one time is enough, but sometimes there are occasional successions.

Like now.

The shock just now has not disappeared, and the traces of the traces of the sky that remain in the sky have not disappeared.

All eyes looked at the distant horizon at the same time, where the Trace of Heaven had risen before, and a second Trace of Heaven had risen on the edge of the sky at this time.

As they watched the scene, the sounds of gasps began one after another.

After shooting the Traces of Heaven and going to the Wasteland to damage the coffin of the Burial God, there were only two rounds left of the moon on the sacred tree.

And the last sun of the year was also used on Li Laizhi's body.

Each of the Traces of Heaven is precious, and now Congpu has actually used the last two moons on General Chen's body.

It's a form of respect, but it's also a sign of determination to kill.

One was seriously enough to be seriously injured and near death, and now the old General Chen can't even lift that gun.

The defenders on the city wall were vigilant against the offensive that might be relaunched at any time outside, and on the other hand, they looked at the old General Chen who was dying, and their eyes gradually blurred.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

The people were already wailing.

Old General Chen slowly opened his eyes when he heard these voices in his ears, and looked up at the last moon that rose into the sky, his eyes were full of indifference.