That's, time!

This sword is not only the sword of light, but also the sword of time.

Although he has not comprehended the power of time for a long time, Su Yu has fused the power of time with the martial arts of his body and reached the realm of integration.

But his realm, at most, is to freeze the time and space of one side.

How big this time and space is, but it depends on how strong the void barrier between heaven and earth is, among the 100,000 mountains, this range is 365 miles wide, and these 365 miles are called by Su in vain - Sword Realm.

Black and white suddenly separated, the sword qi slowly dissipated, the light returned to the sky, and the darkness also fell into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

As if flying sand, pieces of demon soldiers turned into ashes, scattered with the wind, and melted with the wind, leaving no traces, and there were magnificent stone halls turned into powder, and together with the blood snake in the demon cloud, they fell in a row.

The sky was clear, and the end of the war was really abrupt, and the people of the Lian Feng clan couldn't help but rub their eyes, for fear that it was the power of the demon clan, the Mirage Demon King, who made a move and pulled them into a dream.

But when he came back to his senses, Lian Feng couldn't help but feel sad and joyful, looking at the suddenly extra people in Tsing Yi on the walled city, looking at the many fellow clans who fell in a pool of blood, thinking of the self-exploding body, not the soul of Lian Ying, all of them were speechless.

Ding-bell!

The young man of the Lian Feng clan threw down the battle axe in his hand, stroked his cheeks full of blood, and sorrow came from it, and he cried softly, and the next moment, listening to the sound of ding bells and bells, the whole city was full of sad sounds.

"Terran!"

Su Yu sighed silently, looking at these huge human races, he felt that his heartbeat suddenly beat faster, and there seemed to be a little heat in his blood, and the hand holding the little girl couldn't help but tighten.

......

At the top of the firmament, the golden light here is scattered, and a brilliant golden light rushes up, exploding and colliding in mid-air, bursting out with terrifying power, and a round shock wave impacts in all directions, setting off a circle of hurricanes, rushing far away, sweeping thousands of miles away.

On closer inspection, it turned out that the golden light was not the essence, but the aftermath of the extremely restrained red light.

Yu Wei?

It's just that Yu Wei has such power, and the crimson light that exudes Yu Wei is even more amazing, if you can take a wisp, you should have the ability to burn the mountains and boil the sea.

These red rays are the fire of the sun.

Yao, the meaning of the glorious explosion, there are fire, moon, and stars, but in comparison, the most terrifying power can only be the sun, the sun of the sun!

But I saw that above the sky, countless sunlit fires were entangled, like dragons going out to sea, but they vented immeasurable heat to the surroundings, boiling the void, igniting the netherworld, and illuminating the world.

Here, it is the great day, the great day of the 100,000 great wilderness!

The hurricane that was swept up by the golden light was none other than a coronal hurricane, containing endless heat, which could burn the boulder to ashes and make the air into a vacuum, which was terrifying.

The environment of the 100,000 Great Wilderness is special, but this round of the Great Sun is not huge and untouched, only comparable to a planet with a radius of more than 100,000 miles, but the Great Sun is the Great Day, with all the power that the Great Sun has.

The fire of the Moti Sun, is the corona hurricane blown out by the great sun, if the ordinary demon general is touched by a trace, it only takes a moment or three to be burned to ashes, only the strong man at the level of the demon king can forcibly gather the demon qi, break through the corona hurricane within a radius of 800 miles, and then want to move forward, you have to have a treasure.

But at the heart of the corona hurricane, where the golden light rushes, there is a splendid palace that revolves slowly around the sun, and the surging heat cannot melt this golden palace.

Benruo, a flying golden butterfly.

In the golden palace, the light song is like a cry, there are enchanting demon girls dancing, the clothes are thin, the wide sleeves are light, and the waist is swinging, which is full of reverie.

On both sides of the main hall, there is a demon king with a deep breath, or a human form, a single corner, or a beast body, lying horizontally, occupying five or six zhang of territory, or half human and half strange appearance, doing a knees, but the description is very vicious, this person, beast, monster are fascinated to watch the demon girl dance, but there is a red or green ghost light flashing in the eyes, dangerous and intimidating.

Demon girl, demon king, the golden palace is full of such characters, this golden palace should also be the heavenly palace of the demon clan.

Directly north of the Heavenly Palace, there is a huge figure that can't see clearly, exuding a golden light, lying on the throne, like a human shape, like a beast body, can't see clearly, can't say, even many demon kings don't dare to look at it at will, their eyes pass by, and they are afraid of flashing.

That is the Demon Emperor, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons, the only emperor among many demon kings in this world.

Suddenly, the second-place human-faced old ape sitting below the Demon Emperor trembled, and the glazed marigold in his hand fell, hitting the golden case, making a clear sound, which attracted the attention of all the demon kings.

The old ape stood up suddenly, raised his foot and kicked away the gold case in front of him, bowed down, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, the old minister has a thin vein, and now he has lost a son, and he is sad in his heart, and I beg Your Majesty to allow the old minister to fight." ”

The golden light on the throne is still misty, and it is not real, the demon kings looked sideways, stopped the cups, and were speechless, only a group of enchanting demon girls were still dancing, with red cheeks, as if drunk, addicted to dancing and not pulling out.

After a long while, the figure on the throne still did not move, and the old ape bowed three more times, stood up and walked out of the heavenly palace alone.

The demon king watched the old ape leave, exchanged glances, pushed the cup again, and quietly, but let out a sigh that was not worried or reassured.

"Your Majesty still ignores it!"

The song and dance continued, and the old ape took one last look at the Golden Palace, raised a horn, tore through the corona hurricane, and threw it into the nether realm.

......

The grief is still there, but the dead are gone, and the living are still alive.

After hastily repairing the twenty-zhang walled city, the ancestral spirits were re-worshipped, and the great array of protecting the clan was raised.

"The soul returns! ”

"The soul is back! There are thousands of elders, but the soul is the ......"

"The soul is back! Carved black teeth, get meat to worship ......"

"The Soul Returns ......"

In the ancient songs, a little light rises from the flames, like fireflies, swirling around the song and dancing, but the tearful clansmen gently snuggle up to them, fall on their shoulders, fall on the tips of their hair, and move with them, that is, like the waves of sparkling fire reflected in the still night.

The song started again, and the singing was repeated over and over again, and the glow gradually flew into the sky, turning into a diffuse stream, and flying towards the ancestral hall where the ancestral spirit was located.

Crossing from one end to the other, it is like building a bridge between the living and the dead.

The blue light of the Lian Feng clan's great array became more and more vigorous, and the brilliance shone brightly, and at the time of the most scorching time, it melted into the void and disappeared.

"Spirit, Ancestral Spirit!"

Although he was blocked by the ancestral hall and could not see the final destination of the glow, Su Yu still felt an increasingly extensive aura from the location of the ancestral hall.

That is, the ancestral spirit of the Lian Feng clan.

And these spirits that contain the will of the ancestors are indeed worthy of the title of ancestral spirits, the spirits of the ancestors.

"Sir, the Great Elder is invited!"

After the sacrifice was completed, the warriors of the Lian Feng clan immediately removed the flames, packed up the unburned bones, and enshrined them in the ancestral hall, and at the same time, there was also a young man of the Lian Feng clan who was eight feet tall and came to Su Yu.

It's a teenager, but it's a bit huge.

Looking at the Lian Feng young man whose eyes were still a little red, but his spirit was high, Su Yu sighed silently.

In the great wilderness, there is room for sadness, but there is no room for excessive and meaningless sadness, the demon race is pressing step by step, the race is dying but at the end of the day, they really don't have too much energy to grieve.

This is the norm for the Great Wilderness Terrans.

But Su Yu knew that the young man of the Lian Feng clan could quickly recover his spirit, not only because of the way the Great Wilderness Terran did things, but also because in a sacrifice, the power of invisible ideas was integrated into their sea of consciousness and strengthened their spirit.

This is also the norm in the Great Wilderness.

A sentence that adheres to the will of the ancestors, and in the wilderness, can be regarded as truly worthy of the name.

Su Yu looked at the Lian Feng teenager as weird, in the eyes of the Lian Feng boy, how could Su Yu not be like this?

Although it is suspected that the existence of a Terran man in front of him can only grow to his waist, he is thin, as if he is born with dysplasia.

But the young man of the Lian Feng clan knew that it was the appearance of this person in front of him that caused the millions of demon clans to disappear inexplicably, although there was no direct evidence, but there was also no evidence that he did not do it.

Lian Feng's family, how dare he offend Su Yu?

Lian Shaodian looked at Su Yu silently, not daring to make a sound, but his brain turned as hard as he could, trying to guess the clan from which Su Yu was born from several long journeys.

And his limited few long trips, the farthest was to the Xingrong clan 1,200 miles away.

Thinking of the Xingrong clan, Lian Shaodian immediately gritted his teeth with hatred, although he knew that it was understandable that the Xingrong clan did not dare to resist the demon clan, but the Xingrong clan's betrayal of the covenant still made the Lian Feng clan's teeth slightly cold.

"Lead the way. Looking at the sky without a trace, Su Yu immediately retracted his gaze, took the little girl, and followed Lian Shaodian.

And in the sky, there was also a spiritual idea that was taken back and retracted into the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, many Lian Feng clan elders gathered together, watching the great elder open his eyes, his expression was a little anxious, and he asked again and again: "What, how does the ancestral spirit say, is this person an enemy or a friend, in the end, is it a human or a demon?"

Speaking of the last few words, the clan elders suddenly fell silent, for fear that the ancestral spirit would give a negative answer.

"It's not like a demon. ”

The Great Elder said the answer heavily, the clan elders did not pick up, and there was silence in the hall.

It's not like a demon clan, but it's not a demon clan, although the ancestral spirit was able to sacrifice and recover a little bit of strength, but the Lian Feng clan can't stand the toss.