Forgetting the pain in the battle, the frozen mouth no longer bleeds, and the angry Blood Pupil Ancestor turned around and smashed the frost dragon into a meatloaf with a stick. But this time, it gave the other five dragons a chance to take advantage of it, and they tried their best to spit out the extremely cold and freezing air, freezing him entirely.

Defeated, not to mention the endless enemy, it is difficult to turn the tide of the battle just by losing an arm, the ancestor of the blood pupil knew that he would die, and constantly let out a roar of resentment, the roar was mixed with strong unwillingness, and the powerful sound wave actually shattered the ice of the body.

Kenshin sensed that this was his burning life energy, and with all his remaining strength, the three blood-colored eyes shot out three huge beams of blood light into the sky at the same time, and then his whole body lunged forward, crushing the five frost dragons under him.

The Frost Dragon was ten times larger than an ordinary dragon, but the five heads together could not reach one of the chests of the Blood Pupil Ancestor, you can imagine how huge his body was, the five Frost Dragons struggled under him, but they were never able to pull their bodies out, and at this time, the Blood Pupil Ancestor's life-burning blow had begun.

The sky is tilting, the earth is shaking, the space is cracking, just like the world is not sun, the sky is raining with stones, as small as dust flying, as large as meteorite impact, flying in the sky The gods are constantly falling, and countless people are stoned to death. The entire battlefield is undergoing earth-shaking changes, and the ground under his feet opens a crack from time to time, and then closes, in which I don't know how many demonic beasts have been devoured.

With his own strength, he buried tens of millions of enemies, and the Blood Pupil Ancestor was definitely not weaker than any main god in the age of the gods 10,000 years ago. After the stone rain, countless huge mountains appeared in the sky, and they smashed down in a frenzy, and with a dying blow, all the enemies who attacked him and himself were buried, and no one escaped.

Jian Xin withdrew his divine sense from the mural, he had never seen the power of the Pangu Great God to open the heavens and the earth, but he felt the energy of destroying the heavens and the earth in the Blood Pupil Ancestor.

"Did he go through such harm in your heyday?" Kenshin asked Chi You softly in the Purple Mansion.

"Joke, is this considered strong? The brambled ape is born to shrink a thousand mountains with the sun and the moon, and in the eyes of the god, it is only a small role, this monkey is just moving a few mountains as quilts, and the god can do it with his fingers. Chi You sneered disdainfully, and then his expression darkened, and he sighed: "The only thing this god appreciates about him is the unremitting fighting spirit of self-improvement, as well as the despair of fighting alone, seeing these murals, it is like seeing the shadow of this god back then." ”

The shadow of the past? Do you remember the past again? Jian Xin was silent, judging from the degree of tragedy alone, the battle of the Blood Pupil Ancestor was not much inferior to the battle of the deer, and the nine-headed frost dragon was equal to the twelve golden immortals of the Sect, and they only took advantage of it when they exhausted Chiyou's combat power, and they were all a group of despicable and shameless guys.

"Say, what happened to his transformation at that time?" Jian Xin suddenly remembered the earth-shattering changes before and after the Blood Pupil Ancestor, maybe Chi You would understand.

Chi You thought for a while and said, "It should be the second form of the Blood Pupil Dragon Ape, since it is called a dragon ape, it should have the characteristics of a dragon, he was only in the form of an ape before, and after he transforms, he can be called a dragon form." ”

"But that horn..."

"That's fake, it's just a shape, and it doesn't have the slightest breath of the desolate dragon, as for why there are horns of this shape, maybe it's a coincidence. Chi You couldn't understand the reason, so he could only explain it this way.

Is there really such a coincidence? Kenshin didn't believe it, but there was no more reasonable explanation, so he withdrew his divine consciousness from the Purple Mansion and found that the sky was completely dark, and there were no lamps in the entire temple that could be illuminated, but fortunately, at close range, Kenshin's eyesight was not affected.

Looking around, it turned out that the blood pupil was impatient to wait, and actually fell asleep against the wall, still holding half of the uneaten roast pig in his arms, since Totti gave it a space ring, this guy's has not left the barbecue all day.

The Great Prophet meditated beside the Blood Pupil, he didn't dare to sleep in the Beast God Temple, that was a great disrespect, and only the special status of the Blood Pupil enjoyed this privilege.

Sensing Kenshin's gaze, the Great Prophet opened his eyes, shook his head to stop him from asking, and then pointed to the mural on the other side, motioning for him to look further.

The mural on the other side also depicts a war, this time the protagonist is the beast god, but he is not alone, behind him, there are countless armies of the orc race, and the enemy is the celestial god race, as well as countless angels.

When his gaze touched the first mural, Kenshin saw a familiar figure, it was the archangel of the Heavenly Realm, Tyrell, who had seen his image in the Bright Sacred Mountain. In this war, he is just an ordinary four-winged angel, a cannon fodder-type character, and Kenshin wonders how this guy survived.

There was no Frost Dragon involved in this war, it was purely a war between the Heavenly Realm and the Orc Clan, and there were not only countless ten-winged powerhouses in the Protoss, but the twelve leading ones were even twelve-winged, and their golden wings were even better than the sun.

But the twelve twelve-winged protoss are not the strongest, and there is also a fourteen-winged protoss, which is fighting with the other two twelve-winged protoss beast gods, and the sky is falling apart. Kenshin couldn't hide the horror on his face, in the age of the gods, the beast god was one of the most powerful main gods, and if he could tie with the beast god, could this guy be the great god of light in the heavenly realm? The other two twelve-winged gods were also very strong, more than twice as strong as the other ten.

There are also dozens of first-generation totems under the Beast God, leading thousands of Beast Clan warriors to fight against the angelic army led by ten twelve-winged Divine Clans.

On the whole, on the basis of one-on-one, none of these totems are the opponents of the twelve-winged gods, but they win in a large number, as the so-called ants bite the elephant to death, although these gods are unparalleled in combat power, but the totems are also very brave, and they are not afraid of death, and they are completely desperate to play.

The sun hid for some time, the sky was gray, the wind was surging, the whole battlefield exuded a solemn atmosphere, and the screams and sorrows that shook the sky seemed to tell the tragedy of the battle. Corpses were falling from the sky, people were falling on the ground every second, and those behind had trampled over the bodies of the dead, striking the enemy.

The orcs were invaded, and Kenshin caught a glimpse of a corner of the village behind the battlefield, and also saw the old men, women and children among the orcs. Although they had no combat power, when faced with this crisis of extermination, they were all fearless of death and stood at the entrance of the village to cheer for the warriors of the clan.

It was precisely because of this group of old people, women and children standing behind him that none of the warriors of the orc clan retreated, kicking with broken hands, hitting their heads with broken feet, and staring at each other with angry eyes when their heads were broken.

The battle between the Beast God and the Great God of Light is the most intense, but the difference in strength between the two is not big, the Beast God is only half a step stronger than the God of Light, but he is full of anger, grief and humiliation, and the moves are all the same way of playing, but the Great God of Light is unwilling to fight with him, and has been dodging left and right to avoid delaying time, if it were not for the assistance of the other two twelve-winged gods, he would have been smashed away by the angry beast god, as long as the remaining ten twelve-winged gods eased their hands and united with them, the orcs could be taken down at any time.

It's just that the tenacity of the orc race exceeded the expectations of the God of Light, dozens of totems blew themselves up before they died in battle, and after sacrificing most of their companions, three of the ten twelve-winged gods also fell, and the rest of the gods died with countless casualties.

Anger broke through the sky, blood stained the earth! Shouts of killing, screams, roars, and screams! The women and children behind them made it impossible for these orc warriors to retreat, and the deafening encouragement of war made them move forward bravely.

In the sky, griffins, eagles, tigers, and people clinged to the sky above the village. On the ground, thousands of elephants were charging, the giant apes went berserk and used their huge bodies to open the way for their companions behind, the minotaurs stared at the blood-red eyes, the mace smashed mercilessly at the enemy, and the sharp horns pierced the angel's body.

The snake people specialize in the enemy's next plate, the fox people coordinate the offensive of the whole army, every time the werewolf people close their mouths, they will take away a life, the roar of the lion people stuns the angels, the bear people...

The fierce battle lasted for more than half a year, the beast god became more and more courageous, and the god of light has been on the defensive, waiting for the support of his subordinate gods, but the orc race's life-for-life style of fighting made him deeply frightened, and finally ordered the withdrawal of the army when there were seven twelve-winged gods left, and withdrew from the battlefield gloomily.

The angry beast god led the army to chase and kill, directly leaving the heavenly army ambushed thousands of miles, and the god of light was even smashed by the beast god in the retreat, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood and fleeing in panic.

With all the combat strength of the whole clan, the orc clan finally repelled the attack of the God of Light, but the victory was only a tragic victory, and the nearly 100 totems of the first generation were less than thirty left, and the leaders of the various clans were killed and injured countless times, and none of the survivors were basically intact.

When they returned to the village, they saw the group of old and weak women and children, and immediately felt that it was all worth it, because they defended the safety of their people with their lives.

Under the leadership of the beast god, the remnants of the tribe buried their fallen comrades with infinite grief, and the entire beast tribe sang a sad requiem.

Seeing this, the sword heart blood surged, and the heart was also filled with boundless anger and hatred, all of which were empathetic, from the beginning of the war, the orc clan played a tragic war song, and it never stopped until the end, how many war sacrifices sang dumb voices, how many generals waved the banner, how many drummers broke the war drums, and how many people still stared at the front when the war sword was added.

All this comes from a hatred in their hearts, a hatred of annihilation, they can fall, but they must not let the enemy cross the line, because behind them stand the parents of the previous generation, the wives of this generation, and the children of the next generation. Die for your parents, filial piety touches the sky! Die for your wife, love is shocked! Die for your children, that is the hope of the next generation, die without complaint!

A tragic song buries the soul of the hero, and ten thousand stars shine on the way back!

This is a warrior, a real warrior, I wonder if the human race can be as united as the beast race when it encounters the crisis of extinction? Kenshin burst into tears, and sighed at the same time, now is the time for the human race to fight for freedom, once the teleportation array is lost, the heavenly army will come, and the entire human race will be reduced to slavery. It's a pity that there are very few people who can see through this matter, and everyone stands by for selfishness.