After the Great War, the Liantian Mountains were in shambles.

The offensive was not as smooth as the division commanders said in advance, and the high-level leaders who usually respected the gods died one after another, and the disciples of the coalition army were already bold, and Zhang Bufan's voice suddenly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The disciples of the coalition army abandoned their opponents and turned around and ran, and the price of disorganization and indiscipline was to turn the retreat into a rout.

The panic caused by the rout led to the chaos of the situation, and later the rout even turned into a flight, and the eight-faction coalition army scrambled to do everything they could, just to run faster than their own accomplices, so as to escape the pursuit of Ying Tianzong behind him.

In just five miles, there were even more coalition disciples who died on the road than when they entered the battle before, and a new layer was smeared on this flesh and blood road.

When the last of the disciples of the Eight Factions Alliance fell in front of the formation barrier, and there was no longer a single enemy on the entire Heavenly Peak, the Ying Tian disciples stopped at the edge of the formation.

The fierce battle lasted less than an hour, but the struggle on the edge of life and death exhausted the mental strength of Yingtian's disciples, and many of them sat on the ground panting and without hesitation, not wanting to move.

The war ended so abruptly, and many disciples who thought they were going to die and were ready to die and die were at a loss, not understanding what was happening.

There were also people who looked stupid and lost their focus and wandered back and forth in the crowd, as if trying to find their dead companions.

In the silent atmosphere, there was a low sob.

Whether it is the same brother who gets along day and night, or the lovely sister who secretly admires, or the generous and kind elders, there are too many lives left these survivors.

In this terrible war, there is no winner!

At the moment of the formation, when he saw Zhang Bufan taking the lead in retreating, Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this war was over for the time being.

He did not go with his fellow disciples to hunt down the lost dogs, but stayed where he was and began to deal with the aftermath.

Those who are dying must be rescued immediately, the injured must be treated in time, and the damaged formations must also be repaired quickly.

The Fire Elder, who had lost an arm and had been invaded by the Qi of the Divine Sword Gengjin, had a pale face, and he coughed and laughed as he was still in pain: "I didn't expect the old man to be able to save a life." ”

"Those bastards have suffered a lot of losses this time, and they must have retreated," Elder Fire coughed twice and said, "This feud is settled, and when we regroup, we must find them to recover this blood account!"

When he said this, Elder Huo's gaze looked at the mysterious person who appeared last, and he knew that if Ying Tianzong wanted to avenge this blood vengeance, he would probably have to fall on this person.

It is not surprising that Elder Huo did not recognize Emperor Yi, although there is a portrait of the ancestor of Yingtian Sect in the ancestral hall of the sect, but when someone jumps out to help when he is in trouble, no one will think of the ancestor thousands of years ago, this is human nature.

Moreover, this "Emperor Yi" has been in the forbidden land of Houshan for three thousand years, and his face is withered and unkempt, and there is a big gap between him and the handsome ancestor in the portrait.

Therefore, Elder Huo thought that this was Elder Taishang or a helper invited by Xu Buying.

Chen Yuan was not as optimistic as Elder Huo, although the Eight Faction Alliance had retreated, Chen Yuan always felt that the Eight Great Factions, who had suffered heavy losses and gained nothing, would never give up so easily.

But after all, that is in the future, and there are more important things at the moment: for example, what is going on with this suddenly appeared "Emperor Yi", Chen Yuan does not believe that he is Emperor Yi himself.

And also...... Chen Yuan's gaze became fierce, looking at Mo Cangxing, who was lying at the feet of "Emperor Yi" with a pale face, the person who betrayed the sect had to make him pay, no matter what reason he had!

When the coalition army was defeated, "Emperor Yi" just blocked Mo Cangxing's way, and this choice coincided with Chen Yuan.

No matter what time it is, a traitor is always more hateful than a devil!

Mo Cangxing's sea of qi was broken, his cultivation was abolished, and his limbs were all twisted, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

Mo Cangxing knew that he was going to die, but his face was not a little pale because of his injury, there was no look of fear, only unwillingness and deep hatred.

Unlike Elder Huo, Chen Yuan and the others, Mo Cangxing not only recognized Emperor Yi, but also recognized who was hiding under this skin at the moment of fighting with him.

He is too familiar with this person, he has been a senior brother for more than a thousand years, but he didn't expect that in the end, he turned against each other and came to the point where he is now.

"Look at the sins you've done!" a familiar voice sounded in Mo Cangxing's mind, asking, "Why on earth are you doing this?"

Mo Cangxing turned his head with great effort, and what appeared in his field of vision was blood and flesh and blood stumps all over the ground, and many of the Ying Tian disciples he had seen grow up with his own eyes had turned into a cold corpse on the ground.

There was a faint cry in my ears, and the Liantian Peak, which was once like a fairyland on earth, was already a hellish scene.

Mo Cangxing's eyes showed a trace of remorse, but soon this trace of remorse disappeared.

As if to convince himself, Mo Cangxing muttered to himself: "You can't blame me, you forced me to ...... all this."

"I forced you? Why did I force you? If you want the position of suzerain, you can take it, is it worth it for you to do this kind of thing?"

Mo Cangxing was stunned for a moment, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips: "Xu Bucheng is really Xu Buying, until now you don't understand why I betrayed Yingtian Sect, do you think I rarely have the power of the sect master's position? If this is the case, I will not fight with you back then." ”

"Then why did you do such a thing that would ruin your conscience? Could it be that Ying Tianzong is sorry for you?"

"Ying Tianzong didn't feel sorry for me, but you promised to live up!"

Feeling that life was passing rapidly from his body, Mo Cangxing did not sell Guan Zi anymore, but happily gave the answer: "Feng Xiao Xiao." ”

"Emperor Yi" couldn't believe that it was this answer, and asked in disbelief: "Just for a junior disciple who is innocent of death?"

"To you, Feng Xiaoxiao is just an insignificant junior disciple who can be abandoned and sacrificed, but for me, I regard Xiao'er as my own son!"

"He was raised by me, and I raised him," Mo Cangxing said softly as he fell into memory, "He is an orphan with no parents, and I have no offspring, and from the day he uttered the first master, I have regarded him as my own son." ”

"I use my power for personal gain, and I fight for power and profit, all to pave the way for Xiao'er's future, and I hope his life will go more smoothly. ”

"I pinned all my hopes on him, do you understand? And you, but you ruined it all with your own hands, just a cold notice, so that I couldn't even see Xiao'er's last face, and even his corpse, do you understand this feeling?"

"No, you won't understand," Mo Cangxing continued with red eyes, "How can you understand the feelings of these mortals?

"If you destroy what is most precious to me, I will destroy what you value the most, and now it is just a matter of becoming a king and defeating a villain. ”

"Don't you want to know the reason for my betrayal, I told you, it's as simple as that. ”

"Xu does not live up, does not live up to ......" Mo Cangxing sneered, "You have lost a lot of people!"

Before slowly exhaling his last breath, Mo Cangxing glared at "Emperor Yi" with all his might, and said with a hoarse voice and a strange smile: "My good senior brother, I will wait for you at the end of hell!"