But it is also between this line, the light is dazzling, time is reversed, and thoughts are confused,

It seems that through the hateful knife, he saw some impressions that he couldn't possibly have-

The yellowing of the lamp, the gentle swaddling, the strange Taoist priest,

Say something that a pair of babies can't understand:

"There is only one pair of drinking and hating knives, but both of his brothers want it, one martial arts has two masters, not the blessing of martial arts!"

One cold and one warm, two and a half pieces of jade, were hung by a young and beautiful woman around their necks:

"Bring jade to ward off evil spirits, and it is better to believe it. ”

There was a whistling, life and life were separated, the two babies gained and lost, and the lost one rolled off the cliff and was involved in the torrent, followed by the woman's heart-rending screams:

"Qian'er ——!"

Memory, like a tide, surging, suffocating,

"Ziyan, drinking and hating the knife to order anti-gold, is very important, and there can be no heir - let Chuanyu abandon Wen Congwu, replace Qian'er, and be Lin Qian. "The familiar and vague figure is both a discussion and an order.

Memory, like fragments, patchwork, jumping,

It didn't seem to take long for him to see himself in the mirror again, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, on Xiaoxiang Road, there was a child reciting a seven-step poem, the white horse passed through the gap, and at a glance, the legendary peerless boy smiled coldly, not showing sadness and joy:

"It turned out to be you. ”

In the quiet night, the private manor full of wood hibiscus met unexpectedly when folding flowers, and suddenly came to a head-to-head confrontation:

"It's you again, why do you follow me wherever I go?"

In the season of falling flowers, on the day of Su Muli's funeral, where they were born, the young man smiled indifferently, stood beside Gu Zhen and Gu Ting, and listened attentively without saying a word.

On the surface, it was Cao Fan Sugu's life-saving straw, but in fact, he didn't do anything for the corpse vegetarian meal.

Later, even if we didn't meet, there would always be an intersection, it was all him advancing, and the young man was retreating, becoming more and more urgent, pressing farther and farther, until he was desperate, and he was desperate; he was full of sins, and he never let go, the young man was covered with blood, and he couldn't resist it; what the young man was thinking, he didn't need to communicate, he knew it—

Lin Qian, you want the Short Knife Valley, I won't get involved, you want to take Xingzhou, I will help you guard, you want to serve the world, I will close the door and thank the guests, there is a prosperous person in the world, there is destined to be a lonely person, you do the former and I can only be behind.

Indeed, you are ashamed of me, and I am hostile to you,

But you and I coexist like this, you fight bloodily to expand the territory, I am light and light to guard the circle,

Not fighting, not chaotic, non-existent,

Just for me and you have the same love for the knife of drinking and hating, for my rivers and lakes, family and country and wind and smoke of the Great Song Dynasty......

As a result, what kind of return will it be ten years later?!

"If the lord is here, he will not shield him, he is a spy, and he will be punished!" "Control the string Zhuang spies!" "What a golden man!"

"Spy Qin Chuanyu!" "Shoot him, shoot him!"

"Come back, don't go!" "Chuanyu, come back! don't go over!"

It's all blood...... Stained with memories and sights.

Why, at this critical moment of reversing, do you think of this person, this younger brother who is the same mother as him?

His mind went from cold to warm, and then to a complete recovery, but it was also between this line, between the lines, that he finally reunited with Lin Mo again,

But why did they meet again at the peak moment of this confrontation, between hatred and eternal calamity, between friend and foe, victory and defeat, life and death!

The edge is shrouded, the war drums are enveloped, the blades are pushed, the formation is oppressed, and it is too late to retreat when he is sober, and he has never retreated from anything he has done in these years.

"Chuanyu ......" He should have thought and guessed that Xuanyuan Jiuye would find Lin Mo to be the first eye of Dajin.

"Is it that spy Lin Mo?" "The younger brother of the alliance king?" "One in the sky, one on the ground!" These judgments and rebukes were already full of ears at the moment before the battle.

But from the very beginning of the battle, he was so obsessed with the knife that he was desperate for so long, ignoring or rejecting to find out, who is the master of the sword of Eternal Calamity, and who will bear the brunt of the lethality of the sword.

Who is it, it's Lin Mo, his closest relative of Lin Qian, and the person he is most sorry for!

It turned out to be the unstoppable force of the sword, the long drive straight in, and the first soul under the knife after the spin dry and the kun!?

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The wound of Qianmo.

"It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other? The barren fire is endless, and the ancient grass is difficult to survive. The dream is long and there is no truce, and the night is wet and wet. ”

As early as the third year of Qingyuan, Xuanyuan Jiuye received such a comment about Lin Qianlin Mo's fate from Dongfang Yu's doorman, and the doorman said amazingly: "The two brothers have similar lives, but they are opposite. ”

At that time, he was still laughing at the absurdity of writing on the paper,

At that time, he designed Qianmo's injury to use a woman to separate the brothers, just to have one more bargaining chip in his hand to kill Lin Qian.

Before that, he had searched for all the weapons involved in the battle against Jin Fang forty years ago. For the owner of the major weapons, his task is to either protect them from old age and death, or wait for their successors to grow up, or find a replacement with a similar fate in case of emergency.

He knew in his heart that the weapon host was not the only one, only the right and more suitable, and in addition to the irreplaceable array eye weapon, in the non-array eye, even the weapon could be changed as appropriate, as long as it was time.

In retrospect, that was almost a decade ago. It was also at that time that his formation was basically well prepared, but the first formation of "Eternal Tribulation" was ownerless. Stepping on the iron shoes and finally finding Lin Shengnan, he did not hesitate to be a corporal, looked at the thatched house, begged each other hard, and gave both soft and hard, hoping to use Lin Shengnan to fight against the "Lin Qian" in the Southern Song Dynasty......

In the past ten years, his lineup has continued to fall, and people have continued to fill in, and some weapons in the non-formation have to be replaced, but as a result, these weapons still correspond to the final formation one by one, so that his idea comes naturally, and it is not in vain that so much effort and energy.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the eternal calamity, for ten years, there has been no suitable person to appear, and the only one is still him, Lin Shengnan.

It's a pity that the stubborn Lin Shengnan wanted to resist Jin from beginning to end, and even went to the Southern Song Dynasty to grab the first eye of "Lin Qian......

So, this knife that Dajin is missing, why not use the former Lin Qian and the later Lin Mo to fill it?!

Goodbye Chen Cang, Xuanyuan Jiuye's first impression when he saw Lin Mo was familiarity.

The image is down, the eyebrows are handsome, and his brother was carved out of the same mold back then.

There are 800 self-losses and 1,000 injuries to the enemy, Wu Xi is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, the Short Knife Valley Righteous Army Mingzhe protects himself and falls into the well, Wanyan Yonglian personally helps, and all the Jin Army in Longshan work together regardless of life and death, why can't Xuanyuan Jiuye succeed in getting the layout of the match?

Of course, he won first and then fought again: Lin Mo could have interfered with Lin Qian's manipulation of the Drinking and Hating Knife, even if Lin Qian overcame all difficulties, in this case, he was still determined to lead the Southern Song Dynasty out of the predicament, and did his best to play the best state of the Drinking and Hate Knife...... But don't forget—

Lin Mo, even if he didn't have any combat power, as long as he stood there, it would make Lin Qian's heart upset.

In this world, there will be no one who understands Lin Qian better than Xuanyuan Jiuye:

It was impossible for Lin Qian to bear to kill Lin Mo.

Yes, Lin Qian will take into account the overall situation and weigh the priorities, but that is on the basis of careful consideration. This time is different, the Mandate of Heaven is coming unexpectedly, as long as he hesitates for a moment, he doesn't have time to make a choice, he can teach the Southern Song Dynasty formation to be defeated and the whole army will be annihilated!

The facts were exactly the same as Xuanyuan Jiuye thought, Lin Qian was awake at the moment when he was most caught off guard.

"Drinking and hating knife, cruel sword, Feng Xuan knife...... These are all dust, and I can't bear to think about it. Xuanyuan Jiuye said in his heart that it was impossible to be unhappy, but there was still a trace of pity and sourness, especially the hatred of the knife......

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"Drinking and hating knives, born in ancient times, prosperous in Lin Chujiang, and prosperous in Lin Qian" - the judgment of the master's hall.

"Look directly at the Tianhe vertical image, and look down at the painting of the Beijing room" - the top ten in the north and south.

"Lin Qian's drinking and hating knife is like a side poem, reading for a moment to see a hundred battles on the battlefield, and walking through the peaks and valleys" - the praise of the control string village.

"The knife is low and Chu is crazy, and the edge is small Feng Xu" - the shock of the twelve yuan gods.

In the moment before the memory was revived, Lin Qian and the Drinking Hate Knife lived up to the expectations of the Southern Song Dynasty and the appreciation of the enemy.

Quiet knife realm, majestic momentum, iron-blooded fighting spirit, from the heart, in the knife, spread in the world,

Those who can see this knife inside and outside the teaching formation all have the feeling of "trekking in the hot summer road, suddenly swept by the snowlight, suddenly seeing the top of the moon-born mountain, and suddenly feeling that they are in the country".

Magnificent as a mountain, mighty as a sea river? In his knife, Huayue has always been a cup of Huayue and Dongying, impassioned and arrogant, and full of energy.

And it is also based on Bai's Changqingji's mental method, Lin Qian's knife intention is like pulling up the peak of ten thousand people from the flat ground, but Lin Mo's knife intention is unbelievably completely opposite, it is like a rift from the world, fighting to the white heat, four knives are entangled, dangerous and inseparable, Lin Mo took Lin Qian step by step to fall into the abyss, but Lin Qian made a move to drag him home.

In the next moment, Lin Qian's memory has been completely recovered, and at this time there are only seven steps left before the reverse slash move, although he was suddenly disturbed and thunderbolted, he did not hesitate and did not stop attacking - he still insisted on a hard-hearted heart, insisting on ending the long-built knife game from the beginning - doing this, so ruthlessly, so mercilessly slashing and slashing, slashing, slashing, sweeping, just because he didn't want to hurt Mo, he wanted to save Mo!

He didn't know what Xuanyuan Jiuye was gambling with him, at this moment, he was desperate, only advancing and not retreating, looking forward to this pair of familiar hatred knives engraved into his life, which could arouse Lin Mo's change of heart even a little, so that he could have the opportunity to drag Lin Mo back to the Southern Song Dynasty!

If Lin Mo can be awakened and stop, then Lin Qian can win or lose, which will inevitably reduce the damage to the minimum, and Lin Mo can also come back with meritorious service......

However, when there were still five steps, he clearly saw the unrepentance on Mo's face and the coldness in Mo's knife......

Back then, Mo was cold and indifferent on the surface, but on the inside, he was blazing liver sausage. Now we meet, it's cold to the extreme, and it's chilling.

Getting so close, the strong telepathy between the twins made him know that Lin Mo was not pretending to help Jin Ren at the moment, Lin Mo was really going all out, and he had really broken down and thrown himself into the enemy country to kill everything he had defended-

"More than one golden man recruited me, ten years ago, I didn't agree, ten years later, I categorically not. In this life, never. ”

Why do people change, principles change, and vows change?

What is it that changed first?!

Since Lin Mo no longer gave in, full of attacks and evil spirits, Lin Qian's heart finally showed a trace of hesitation.

Everything is under control,

A natural schemer and conspirator, Xuanyuan Jiuye, was about to kill Han Zeye under the sword, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of victory: Although it is sour, it is worth ......

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Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes. Lin Qian tried his best to clear the obstacles, just to not fight to the death with Lin Mo, who expected that he would run out of tricks and still couldn't dodge, no miracle, no turnaround, so he irretrievably fell into this line of life and death.

Hesitation, of course hesitation, when it is, there is only one choice and one way out left all over the world - the needs and wishes of everyone who kills the enemy side by side with him are to kill Lin Mo.

In the penultimate round, the Drinking Hate Knife had forcibly blocked all the ways of the Eternal Tribulation, and suddenly jumped from between the blades into a scene that he had never seen before, and Lin Qian's heart trembled.

It seems that there is a muffled thunder overhead, and for a time the hustle and bustle of the war is all gone, replaced by the early morning under the top of the sawing waves of the short knife valley, the sky has just dawned, he woke up from sleep, saw the murmuring stream, saw the wood hibiscus blooming on the other side, the geese are flying, the autumn is high and cool, the light sun shines on the body, a group of wild ducks are driven by the boatman and swim noisily from the Yueming River, he just stood up, and saw a young child of the same age sleeping not far away, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes: "Brother, we are actually asleep." "Brother, why are you stunned?" The young boy had a face that had always looked like him. "Brother, it turns out that my father and mother didn't find it, they don't love us at all, hmph, it's better to be brother. "It turns out that the children of normal families are like this to snuggle up to their brothers.

Lin Qian's heart was like falling into a quagmire of stones, sinking and sliding into the abyss, his arm was numb, full of blood, the tighter he held the Hate Drinking Knife, the more he wanted to let go - no, now he was fighting, he was fighting, life and death were at stake, this was just an illusion brought by the Hate Drinking Knife, something that had never happened, Chuan Yu, forgive me for not thinking about you!

The Drinking Hate Knife suddenly became ruthless, forcing Lin Mo to retreat, and in front of everyone's eyes, Lin Qian, who was injured in the arm, slashed at the eternal catastrophe, and then the other knife had broken through Lin Mo's defense line, like a bamboo; there were only two steps left to lock the victory, and suddenly, it seemed to be stopped by a strong force - the power of fate, straight to the throat, ruthless.

"Brother, where are you, Chuan Yu doesn't want to practice knives, he just wants to study and play the piano...... "It seems that different time and space are intertwined? The child cried and burned the piano and burned the books, it was for him that he lost all interest and happiness, why did he have to return it all to him overnight!?

Lin Qian, that kid is extremely smart, although he was reluctant to learn knives at first, once he learns it, he has the same or even stronger understanding as you.

The only thing he has less control than you, and the friendship between you and the Anti-Gold Alliance, is all owed to him.

What he loses to you, and what you have, he gives you,

How can your knife pass through his body to kill the enemy!

There was a burning ...... on his cheeks The sword light swept over Lin Qian's face, and the blood immediately splashed down on the eternal calamity, and in the exclamation of everyone, Lin Qian's eyes reflected the loving face of jade purple smoke: "Qian'er, promise me, don't be an enemy of Chuanyu." As a mother, I don't want you to turn against each other. ”

No, no, mother, no, you can't be tied to family affection at this time, you want to fight gold, you want to fight, you have to bear the world!

The last step, kill or not?!

The righteousness of the world is a good excuse......

Jiankang City, the moment Qin Rifeng fell to the ground under his knife, he realized that it was difficult for him to let go of Lin Mo again, and he would feel guilty about Lin Mo for the rest of his life.

Chen Cang's corpses are all over the field, which looks passionate in the eyes of the Song people, horror in the eyes of Jin Bing, and painful in the eyes of Yin'er, but in his own eyes, he is really useless, just saving people, why is he crazy?

Forced to kill Qin Xiangchao under pressure, Yin'er cried bitterly in his arms, in fact, the heaviest was not him?

He took away Mo's ambition, cut off Mo's path, and intentionally or unintentionally, killed so many people around Mo.

What do you say that you would rather the people of the world bear me, I will not live up to the world, what do you say that you have absolute mutual trust with the people of the world, that arrogance and that Top Gun are all built on the pain of another person.

Huainan, Mo's deep eyes, it turned out to be you

Chuan Shu, Mo smiled lightly, no words

Long Shaanxi, Mo's hesitant eyes, refused to get close

At this last moment, the memory became more and more frenzied, piercing the wrong ears and shoulders, so fast that the wind in the back of the head, and the danger was so dangerous that the bones were cracking.

To Mo, how can he do it?

There's no time, no respite – you can't do it, but you can't do it!

"You have to take the sword of hatred and go to command the rivers and lakes, you are Lin Qian, if you hear it, don't let it be ......given to others," the father before his deathbed weakly entrusted, and at the same time gave a stern order.

"No, Shengnan, you are Lin Qian. In the wind, Yin'er said to him, tears on her face.

Yes, you are Lin Qian, you are Lin Qian.

In this life and this life, I will bear the glory that belongs to Lin Qian, and I will also endure the pain that belongs to Lin Qian.

"I've already let go. No matter how difficult your road is, I will accompany you to the end. "Tianjiao said, since the day you appeared, you have not walked alone on the road, because no matter whether it is right or wrong, I and you have always been on the same side.

"On Yunwu Mountain, he Lin Qian, and I, as well as many young heroes, have a covenant to resist Jin in the Northern Expedition. "Although Hanshu is ambitious, he has always kept his original dream in mind.

"The Huns have not been destroyed, why do you want to be at home?" is the words that Song Xian has been on his lips since he was a child, and it is also Yuze's self-encouragement written in the living room since he was a child.

"The northerners think that the southerners have long lost the fighting spirit against gold, but in fact, our hearts are secretly burning, and the fire will not be extinguished, layer after layer. Fengxing used the dark fire under the paper as a metaphor, telling him that the so-called southerners are content with prosperity is a misunderstanding, even if the children of the gentlemen are pampered, they still have the determination to go straight to the Yellow Dragon.

"When Master was alive, his favorite four words were 'rivers and seas contending for the stream', and we in Huainan could not lag behind in resisting gold. "The ideal is passed on, and Jun Qian picked up the little Qin Huai who was shattered after Bai Yi's death.

"I am very satisfied that I have achieved my ideals, and the off-road cottage I created is a sharp blade inserted into the golden country. "Later, I went the wrong way off-road, but fortunately there were Yue Feng and Zi Teng.

"For so many days, I have traveled from south to north, and I have passed through many places, and every time I tell others that I am a Song person, I am greeted with contempt! What is my motive for resisting Jin! I want to be able to proudly raise my head in front of other nationalities and proudly tell them that I am an upright Song person!"

"We want to win power for all the weak in the world!" Zeye, who has a flowing face and a fanatical heart.

"Someone will finally follow my path, and he now has the youthful strength that I have lost, and he is about to take my place on the battlefield. Under the knife of drinking and hating, Xin Qi's face did not change, stating the twists and turns of the anti-gold cause for decades.

"The rivers and lakes of the court, the poor and the poor, are all in the array. Wen Xuan said that the reincarnation sword is to unite the military heart, but the military heart should be condensed by itself.

"I think the most miserable and chilling scene in the world is to see a tear of a child who has died in the country, maybe they don't understand anything, maybe they are not because they grieve the country is perishing. I don't want to see this, I don't want to see more and more children become slaves of the country, or half of the country still knows nothing, what can be done to stop this from happening, I will fight for it all my life. "He himself held on to his faith for more than twenty years.

"If the fire burns in the plain, it cannot be extinguished, and it cannot be extinguished!" The Yangtze River is soaring, and Yin'er leads a new generation of anti-gold alliances to shed blood in the White Emperor City.

"I am willing to follow the lord and fight the world, absolutely trust each other, and never leave the left and right!" Xingzhou Wind and Frost Sword, regardless of internal strife and external war, the Short Knife Valley Righteous Army is unswerving, and has complained to him like this more than once.

The blow can't be dispersed, scene by scene, the moth crashes into the hateful knife like a fire.

The world, after all, is not only my excuse, but also my heart and behind my back.

These, although they were originally all you, Lin Mo, but since they were replaced by me from Yunwu Mountain, their memories are all me, and their war history is all me, so it can only be me.

These people, this world, this great rivers and mountains, all of them can only be guarded by me at this moment, it is impossible to give them to you, and you are not worthy of it this time!

This time you are indeed enemies of them, intent on doing wrong to them.

I can't let them pay the price of their lives for your choice because of my guilt and debt to you.

Since you are compelled by me, then, let me bear the sins of all eternity, and I will pay for you alone in hell.

Father, mother, at this moment, I am fighting for the brothers, family and country of thousands of people, but I must be the first, kill my own brother and break up my own family...... I'm sorry, but I don't ask for your forgiveness,

As long as you defeat Mo and kill Mo, you can win this battle for the Southern Song Dynasty.

For everyone's common position, dreams, mind, fighting spirit, enthusiasm, faith, pride, and affection, how could Lin Qian be soft-hearted, and he couldn't even disturb his heart!

His heart was like iron, and at the end of the last step, he slashed at Lin Mo coherently, decisively, and fiercely.

Blood slid down his forehead, and it was really bleeding:

Chuanyu, as the current retribution, retribution me, in this balance, in the end, I still made a choice......

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In the end, even Xuanyuan Jiuye was wrong, Lin Qian stabbed Lin Mo's body with a knife,

Yes, the shell, like his brother, is the first eye, is a vital person, but in the end, it is just a medium for the convergence of all the weapons and energy,

was pierced, just a moment, that moment, and his life was over-

Once his weapon pierced through his body,

It also announced the collapse of the entire Dajin Formation......

The steady operation of the right talents, the destruction of the withering and decaying, only in this blink of an eye, the army was defeated like a mountain, falling apart,

The golden square formation, which spanned the heavens and the earth for a long time, had a clear vision, and expanded and raged, and what an invincible behemoth it thought it was, suddenly turned into a strong outside, a poke that bursts, and an ethereal and dim bubble.

The infinite energy that was still vigorous and ferocious in the meantime rushed out, but it could not be reversed in its prosperity and decline, and after struggling for a while, wisps of smoke and embers drifted and fell and annihilated......

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The victory and defeat rotated between the eyelashes, and the power of electricity spread from Huanqing to Longshan, Sichuan, Shu, Shandong, Lianghuai and even the entire territory of Jin and Song.

The Jin side was defeated, the formation force was sharply damaged like a blowout, all the weapons poured down, frantically swept towards the way they came, and those involved in the formation were instantly overwhelmed and devoured by ten thousand strong lights.

Suddenly, the water is full of broken knives, and the guns are scattered everywhere.

The officials and soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty outside the formation, they couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw this, they were originally just here to build momentum and cheer, who would have expected such a good thing, at this moment, many generals in the Jin Kingdom were empty......

"If you don't fight at this time, when will you wait!" The two Huai Xuanfu made Deng Youlong seize the fighter plane and immediately ordered the drum to attack. The Southern Song Dynasty officials and soldiers who helped saw that all of them had become vanguards, and they were bent on launching the long-awaited Northern Expedition that the military and civilians of the whole country had been waiting for.

"No!" someone rushed forward, "Lord Zhongcheng, those recklessness are just fighting in the rivers and lakes, the two countries have been allied for decades, even if the swords are tense, even if they are determined to engage in war, they must not declare war!"

"Presumptuous! Who are you! How dare you delay the military plane?" Deng Youlong was furious.

The man was unrelenting and continued to stop: "I didn't do any crusade, and the war book was not issued, and if the name is not right, it will not be good!"

"Oh, I recognize you...... Are all the current martial arts students so pedantic and bold! They actually taught me how to fight?" Deng Youlong sneered, "Come on, take him down, and wait for the fall!"

"Lord Zhongcheng...... At this moment, the Northern Expedition has almost no chance of winning...... "The man was particularly upright, and wanted to continue, Deng Youlong impatiently raised his horsewhip and shut him up: "Idle people, how can you come to the important place? !

In April of the second year of Kaixi, the official army of the Southern Song Dynasty launched an attack on the border Jin Dynasty army without declaring war, which was known as the "Kaixi Northern Expedition" in history.

Who would have thought that the battle would end with the end of the battle and start one after another on the battlefield of the Eastern Front.

At this time, not only was it difficult for all the Jin generals to accept, but all the Song generals also had time to react, just because the battle had not yet completely ended-

Although the allies narrowly won, because the energy of this formation is too large, all those in it are all restrained, and after a long time, most of the masters are unable to move, and I don't know when the energy flow cycle of this formation will stop, when will they be released, or will they be trapped in this place and cannot be released, until they are all shattered......

The life and death of the Jin side is uncertain, the Song side is in a dilemma, all the swords are not under their control, hanging high on the top, turbulent and crumbling, and they can't tell when they will fall.

In that situation, the struggle was like being in a deep dream, and he tried his best to persuade himself to wake up, but he couldn't save himself even if he tried his best to save the gods and Buddhas. The battle only reminded them how to advance and how to divide the winners and losers, but never said how to stop......

In it, but not out of it!

Even Cheng Lingxiao, who also participated in the battle last time, bluntly said that there was no such danger last time, is it because Song Heng is not replaced by Han Zeye this time?

It seems that a voice in the sky said, the destiny of heaven is like this, you Lin Qian can be disobedient once, and you can be rebellious for a lifetime?

Who would have thought that Jin Song would live and die for decades, but it would end up together?

And at that time, Lin Qian was not only beaten by Mo to the point of bleeding,

The pain that belonged to Lin Mo, after his blade pierced into Mo's body, also flowed all over his body in an instant,

Over the years, there has never been such an opportunity, it is clear that it is not him who was cut by the knife, but there is an illusion that the flesh and blood have been stripped of the bones......

Even Lin Qian can't do anything, who can break this shackle? Because half of the Heaven and Earth Formation has collapsed and compressed, the other half is expanding and gathering.

It is embarrassing when it is completely balanced, and it is even more tormenting when it is completely unbalanced,

Everyone struggled to support it, but as long as there was a flaw, it would collapse and the whole army would be wiped out, and everyone was not afraid of death, and everyone did not dare to die.

The gossip of heaven and earth is constantly twisted and rotated, as if they are going to be swallowed up with the enemy, the heat is unbearable, the viscera is affected, the head is dizzy, there is no way to ask for help, just to have an external force to break the formation.

However, where can there be an external force, can fight such a powerful formation? Can once again go against the sky and look at everything?