? The crimson blood slowly flowed along the deep grooves and on the ancient magic array, and the air was filled with a rich smell of blood. Every mysterious and incomprehensible ancient rune on the magic circle began to flash sharply, and the aura of the entire magic array became more and more powerful.

The three of Irina looked at this huge magic array, and their faces were unprecedentedly solemn. The smell of blood in the air made Isha almost vomit, and although she was still patient, her face turned pale.

The three widows still looked so faint that they didn't seem to be able to speak at all.

Outside the City of Holy Light, the holy light in the huge magic array rose into the sky, like a miracle.

"God bless the Rakshasas!"

"God bless the Rakshasas!"

Amid the earth-shattering shouts, the improvised infantry legions rushed into the light with neat steps and disappeared.

What greeted them was not the 'fertile' wilderness of Huaxia, but the eternal darkness!

And the real 'elite' army of the Rakshasa Kingdom is standing around the Great Magic Array with a strict appearance. There are many puzzles in the hearts of the soldiers about these improvised light infantry taking the lead, but as soldiers, orders must be carried out.

On the altar under the snow cliff, groups of Rakshasa infantry left their last backs in the light curtain on the stone 'gate', and after sacrificing their own natal 'essence' blood, they were annihilated in endless darkness.

On the altar, the huge phantom of the beast quietly appeared again, coldly looking down at the magic array below. Although it was only an illusory shadow, the majesty that could be emanated was getting stronger and stronger! That huge coercion made it almost impossible for the seven Tribulation Stage cultivators to stand!

Beneath Pompeii, inside the chamber.

Chen Yuxiang looked at the young 'girl' sleeping peacefully on the lotus 'flower', and his heart was calm.

Leaning on the body stretched, lying on his back in the center of the lotus 'flower', a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. She was still asleep, as if she had dreamed of something beautiful.

"If Yiyi wakes up this time, I will never leave her behind, never!" Chen Yuxiang looked at Yiyi and said secretly in his heart.

What is lost, I feel cherished. If you already know how to cherish, how can you allow it to be lost again?

This time, the young 'girl' seemed to sleep very deeply. Chen Yuxiang himself had repaired his soul injury here, so he naturally knew that he would only be able to wake up automatically when his soul damage was fully recovered.

The only question Chen Yuxiang has is what kind of person she is in Yiyi's memory, why does she feel disgusted with herself, and will she still feel fear when she faces herself again?

In order to avoid scaring Yiyi again, Chen Yuxiang has already begun to make up a new identity for himself in his heart. As for a slight change in appearance, it was the easiest thing for him to do.

South of Luoyang City, Leyouyuan.

The morning light is slightly 'dew', and the sky is like blood.

On the evergreen grasslands, bright rivers meander through them. The banks of the river are dotted with shepherds' tents. The young shepherd who got up early rode on his horse, whipped his whip to drive the cattle and sheep, and the white 'colored' sheep scattered beautiful big 'flowers' on the grassland.

From time to time, rainbow rays flashed in the sky, and it was a cultivator who had come and gone to Luoyang City. Not many people look at these cultivators, and for the herdsmen on the grassland, although Luoyang City is nearby, the cultivators and them are completely people from two different worlds, and there will be no 'intersection'.

There were more rainbows in the sky these days, but this did not surprise the shepherds, they were just mortals and did not pay attention to the life of the cultivator world at all.

On the bank of a river full of fresh flowers, there is a small tent. Not far from the tent, the cattle and sheep in the fence were restlessly restless, wanting to run towards the green grassland. However, the owner still slept soundly in the tent, ignoring their agitation.

Shah is just an ordinary shepherd in Leyouyuan, and his wife has died long ago due to overwork, leaving behind his only 'daughter' Shayi. And the 'girl' disappeared mysteriously more than two years ago, and Shah was the only one in the family.

Without his wife and beloved daughter, Shah soon fell into decay, and the family's livestock had no intention of taking care of it, and lived in a state of confusion all day long, only relying on a glass of inferior ale to sleep.

Inside the tent, Shah lay on his back, and beside him lay a large wooden cup with a small and half-cloudy piece of inferior ale. The morning light shone on his face through the dilapidated tent, and it could not disturb his peaceful sleep.

In his sleep, Shah saw his beautiful wife and the lovely 'daughter' again. His wife was busy burning butter tea in front of the tent, and the air was filled with the smell of burning cow dung. And the 'girl' Sha Yi was riding the chestnut pony, humming a song to drive the sheep back from the grassland.

The corners of Shah's mouth 'revealed' a happy smile. Suddenly, I felt a cold 'chest', and my sleepiness was instantly driven away without a trace!

Shah suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he had a knife in his chest!

Looking at the sharp knife 'sticking' in his chest, Shah's face was full of horror. He recognized the knife as belonging to his old neighbor, Uncle Krimu, but the handsome young man standing in front of him was clearly not Uncle Krimu.

With endless 'confusion' and 'confusion', Shah fell down, and his consciousness instantly sank into eternal darkness......

"Lowly soul, in the light of the Lord your soul will receive eternal rest......"

The handsome young man stretched out his hand and drew a cross in front of his 'chest' and muttered. Then he gently stepped out of the tent and flew into the air with a leap of his body.

At his feet, an ordinary flying sword appeared. The young man's body flashed, turned into a rainbow, and flew in the direction of Luoyang City. It didn't look like it was any different from an ordinary Huaxia cultivator......

The Northwind Wasteland, under the snowy cliffs.

The smell of blood in the air was so strong that it was beyond measure, and the deep groove of the circle above the altar had almost completely filled with blood. Above the altar, the shadow of the giant beast gradually solidified. You can clearly see the pair of demonic purple 'colored' eyes. Under the morning light, the 'fur' skin of the giant beast was like brocade, and the sunlight no longer penetrated from the phantom of the giant beast, leaving behind the huge 'yin' shadow of the giant beast on the snow cliff.

With purple 'color' bewitching eyes, brocade-like 'hair' skin, and a pair of 'jade' and 'color' sharp horns, if you look at it from a distance, regardless of its volume, this strange beast is undoubtedly very beautiful.

However, the seven human cultivators on the ground were no longer able to see this scene, because they couldn't raise their heads at all!

The tremendous coercion of the alien beasts was like substance, directly shaking their souls. That kind of coercion, even the three Irina who had witnessed the miracles of the Almighty Lord had never seen it.

The coercion of the Almighty Lord cannot even compare to this strange beast!

Suddenly, the blood qi on the magic array steamed violently, and every rune became incomparably shining. The beast opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar that rolled through the sky like thunder.

Endless blood-colored energy emanated from the magic array, forming thin lines of blood-colored energy and flying towards the alien beasts. The alien beast slowly stretched out a giant claw, and all the blood-colored threads gathered and wound on its hand, forming a huge blood-colored ball of light.

After the blood-colored light ball was formed, the alien beast roared again, and its giant claws slammed into a wave!

The blood-colored ball of light flashed and disappeared from view.

The beast roared again, and its body collapsed silently.

Above the altar, a huge magic array fell silent in a flash. A low roar sounded again, and the ancient altar sank rapidly to the ground, and after a few breaths it was gone.

The place where the altar appeared is now a white snow that seems to have remained unchanged for eternity, and the tall snow cliffs are once again 'revealed' in the sun, as if nothing had happened.

The City of Light.

A red glow swept across the sky, through the strange invisible barrier, and fell into the desert. In an instant, the boundary between the Sicilian Plain and the Luoyang Desert quickly blurred. Standing in the barracks, I could no longer see the red sand in the desert, only a blood-colored 'chaos' in front of me.

One and a half million Rakshasa infantry had already stepped into the huge holy light array, and the holy light suddenly dissipated. The soldiers of a Rakshasa regiment who had just stepped into the circle stood there with blank expressions, and almost all of them looked at Karn, the archmage who was suspended in the air.

"Praise be to the Lord Almighty, who has sent down a new oracle. Now the road to the country of Huaxia has become a smooth road!Warriors, hold on to the swords in your hands, walk through the jungle of blood and fire, step on the bones of the enemy, and transmit the glory of the holy light to every part of the continent!" Karn pointed his big finger in the direction of the Luoyang Desert, and said solemnly, under the effect of the lion's roar magic, his low and vicissitudes of life voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

However, at this time, the soldiers were confused. The teleportation array to Huaxia Kingdom has stopped working, so how can it reach Huaxia Kingdom?

Karn was slightly angry in his heart, and he had to say the oracle more bluntly: "Soldiers, do you see? The natural danger across the continent is no longer there, and the Luoyang Desert has become the Lord's domain. Stepping into this realm, what will appear in front of you is the 'fertile' land of Huaxia Kingdom! Soldiers, attack! What are you waiting for? For the sake of the Holy Tower, for the sake of the Rakshasas!"

"For the Holy Tower!

The 100,000 'elite' heavy cavalry directly belonging to the Mage Tower raised their spears and rode their horses towards the thick red mist, their hooves like thunder, and the earth trembled violently. They were followed by more than 200,000 servants. Then all the infantry corps of the regular army shouted at the same time, rushing towards the bloody "color" and "chaos".

Count Desailly raised his spear and fearlessly the first to rush into the red mist. The scene in front of him flashed, and the next moment, a tall city appeared in front of him.

Above the city, there were 'elite' soldiers wearing bright light armor, and countless battle flags fluttered high. On the battle flag, the golden 'colored' dragon pattern is dazzling. Above the city 'gate', two huge small seal characters: Xiangyang.

This is obviously not the Luoyang Desert, he and his 10,000 heavy cavalry, as well as more than 20,000 follower troops, have already come to the territory of Huaxia Kingdom!

Dozens of Legion Battle Mages couldn't help themselves, and one by one they drew crosses on their chests: "Miracles, what miracles!"

"Lord Almighty, your most faithful servant prostrates at your feet, willing to give you all that I have!"

......

Mount Pompeii, inside the vault.

Chen Yuxiang looked at Yiyi gently, waiting for the moment when she woke up.

Suddenly, his face changed suddenly: "Huh?"

The young 'girl' was still lying there with a quiet face, but he couldn't feel her breath of life anymore!

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