In the desolate land, in the central place, there is a high cliff, there is a stone in front of the cliff, and there are two quaint Dao runes on the stone, unicorn!

Rumble~

The unicorn cliff has fallen!

The Qilin Cliff, which is higher than half of the Buzhou Mountain, fell with a bang!

Smoke and dust rise, and the earth shakes!

The whole heaven and earth could no longer hear the roar of the Qilin, and the ancient Qilin Ancestor was silent like this.

Clouds of Qingyun float on the Kunlun Mountains, connecting the heavens and the earth, stretching for billions of miles throughout the Kunlun Mountains, the real realm of clouds and emptiness!

Hundreds of millions of sword qi are like rain, rain falls on the clouds, like rain hitting ping, swinging floating clouds and drifting, but they always can't break it.

Tongtian in the Biyou Palace had a gloomy face, and he was angry in his heart, but he really couldn't help it, because he and Yuan Shi Tianzun were both in the third heaven realm, and the difference in strength was extremely small, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser!

Tongtian had a lot of thoughts in his heart, so he let out a soft roar of the fairy sword and returned with blood.

That blood is unicorn blood!

At Surabaya Pass, less than 300,000 merchant troops were shocked, incredible, and then frightened!

The army of more than 600,000 people in the Western Zhou Dynasty came like a tide, and the immortals of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the sky came one after another.

Duobao Dao people snorted coldly, humming unwillingness, grievance, anger, and resentment!

The twelve acres of Qingyun on the top of the Duobao opened up, and the thousands of spiritual treasures bloomed with their own thousands of spiritual magic treasures, describing a spectacular spiritual tide of treasures, which instantly made those scattered cultivators fade back desperately faster than when they came.

In the ninefold heaven, a Taiji diagram fell again, the picture is divided into two instruments, yin and yang are born and extinguished, and the yin and yang fish eyes stop the tide of Lingbao.

At the same time, the golden immortals of the sect have found the opponents of the sect and fought!

The scattered immortals in the Surabaya Pass, and the remnants of the sect have all faded, leaving only the Da Luo Jin Immortal to break off for them.

At the same time, in the ruins of Surabaya Pass below, Han Rong dispatched troops to let his two sons lead 250,000 troops to the second level of Xiqi, and the boundary card faded in the middle of the Jiepai Pass!

Han Rong stayed where he was. How could Han Sheng and Han change abandon his own father?

So, Fa Jie directly grabbed his two apprentices and bowed to Han Rong.

This salute is respectful!

Han Rong watched the army retreat backwards, and saw that there were still more than 40,000 remnants of the veteran soldiers left behind him, and he looked at the ruins of this Surabaya Pass.

He is a general who guards the passes, and he will be locked up in the people, and the people will die! He has no retreat to speak of! What's more, he still has to cut off the 200,000 troops!

Under the sunset, a veteran, with a group of remnants of old soldiers, faced the sunset and sunset.

Han Rong's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Soldiers, since you stay, it is our city and our pass."

Here, in the outer place, is the home of our soldiers!

Today, if the family is broken, then we will let the other party die!

The 200,000 sons and daughters in our pass have died defending the city! The enemy's offensive has not waned, and the future is uncertain.

I'll wait for one person to save it, and Surabaya Pass will be there!

Even if we die, we will die on the battlefield, anointed in the wilderness, and wrapped in horse leather to wrap my corpse!

On his day, I will be a million soldiers of the Great Merchants, with the momentum of ten thousand times, the battle of ten thousand armies, collect my lost land, when a million male soldiers arrive in Surabaya, there will be waves in the mountains, and I will wait for the soul of the sky, it is enough to consol!

Soldiers, there is no life in ten deaths, death in front of you, Jedi in front, are you afraid?"

"Fearless!" A group of veterans under the sunset, rejuvenated, reborn in the twilight, one by one, with the courage of ten thousand people, the sound is like a flood bell Dalu, passing through the Surabaya Pass slowly on the wasteland!

Han Rong laughed loudly, and then shouted: "The generals will listen to the order, follow me to kill the enemy, the killer is fearless!"

"Killer fearless!"

At sunset, a group of veterans are living to the death, 40,000 remnants of veterans, but with the momentum of a million male soldiers, facing the 500,000 army, fighting miserably!

They sing in the sun, they are holy to death, they are fearless of life and death, they are running to death!

The shouts of killing in the sky, the neighing of war horses, and the symphony of soldiers have composed a sad song.

A sad song rises from heaven and earth, the song of the rising sun, is the life of the song!

Han Rong and his opponents were the generals of the West Friday, Tailuan, Bukit, Deng Xiu, Long Huan, Wu Qian, and the five generals besieged Han Rong in the middle and killed him.

But Han Rong defeated five with one enemy, and did not fall behind at all, only killing five people and retreating one after another!

The 40,000 soldiers behind him are all soldiers who have fought for many years, and although they are old, their experience and adaptability are far better than these young soldiers.

For a while, Han Rong's 40,000 veterans really dragged down the 500,000 army!

Jiang Ziya frowned, and then wanted to send another general to directly take Han Rong's head, defeating the morale of these remnants!

But before he could give the order, he saw a sword light instantly fall from the heavy sky, the battle light was red gold, and the strongest sword spirit slashed, and the battle cracked Han Rong's body!

Jiang Ziya was stunned in his heart, he looked up at the sky, and saw that Taiyi Zhenren, who was besieging Luo Xuan with Daoxing Tianzun, withdrew his hand, and looked down with disgust.

Taiyi Zhenren is disgusted with these ant-like enemy mortals. It is for them, for this change of dynasty, that he expounded that the immortals were dead and injured, his disciples were also dead, and even his cultivation in this life was difficult to approach, it was also because of these!

Especially when his own disciple died tragically, he was powerless to save the despair.

Just like now, Han Rong is desperate when he faces Taiyi's random fingers!

In Qingluo, he is the one who is desperate, and here, others are the one who is desperate!

Taiyi Zhenren found a trace of pleasure from it, controlling life and death, it was so wonderful!

He has gradually fallen into the devil without knowing it, maybe because of the realm that he can't break through in this life, maybe because of Nezha's tragic death, maybe because the killing and robbery are too heavy, and he loses his mind when he leads the robbery into the body, or maybe he has several kinds of things.

The ten thousand soldiers below saw their own commander with their own eyes, the general who had been with them all along, died like this! With the last glimmer of light in his eyes, Han Rong fell, turned around, and looked to the east.

There are his two sons, the great merchant who has been loyal all his life, and the royal city of the song that sings in the sun!

With your back to the sunset, your face to the song, you are born as a song, you are dead as a song, you are loyal to a life, and you are a martyr!

A true spirit flew up, and a war spirit that condensed the thoughts of 40,000 soldiers rose and flew into the song! You can't return to the dynasty in life, but after you die, you can return to the dynasty by the sunset, and the heroes ascend to heaven!

The 40,000 soldiers were extremely angry, hateful, condensed in battle, and rose to heaven!

The fighting spirit of 40,000 soldiers can lead to changes and shocking the world!

However, after all, they were still annihilated in the army of the Great Western Zhou people!

The 40,000 soldiers did not have a fighting spirit to rise, gathered a terrifying anger, did not want to enter the reincarnation of the past life, and were unwilling to forget the things before their deaths!

Above the Nine Heavenly Realms, Qingluo was furious!

Qingluo is furious, Taiyi Zhenren, damn it!

Qingluo said with his body: "The heroes and martyrs of the Great Shang, I will sacrifice the souls of the dead with the soul of Taiyi!"