Obscuring all the paleness, endless waves of scorching air gushed out.

The heat wave turned into a hurricane, like an inverted tornado.

In the sky within a radius of thousands of miles, a whirlpool of air currents was formed.

Dead?

Mentor Aomine stood on the flying sword, his eyes wide open and looking down at his feet.

The hurricane swept the corners of his robe, and the white light reflected the eyes of the Aomine Sect Leader.

Dead?

The violent collision of Gangyuan, the little power that was left behind, was enough to break ordinary people's bones.

However, the battle between cultivators, even if it was overhead, could not be reached by ordinary people.

The formation of more than 900,000 coalition troops looked particularly chaotic in the sudden white color.

Yougen's subordinates, the formation of more than 60,000 soldiers led by Yu Ruo marching in the white light was also a little chaotic.

But the two armies were still in the white light, and they were close to each other.

The indigo Gangyuan covered the long sword in Yu Ruo's hand.

Several fan-shaped cyan qi blades took the lead in cutting into the phalanx in front of the coalition army, smashing the bodies of dozens of soldiers in an instant.

The next moment, Shi Nao and the others and 1,300 cavalry followed Yu Ruo and rushed into the chaotic coalition army.

The fighting between the two armies was at a fever pitch at the very beginning.

The pale color that covered the sky gradually disappeared.

Yougen raised his head and looked at the more than a hundred cultivators who were stagnant above his head.

He blinked, and the blood crawled all over his chin, gradually dissipating into the air.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to curl the corners of his mouth.

Dozens of cracks spread all over his body, almost tearing his entire body into more than a hundred pieces.

Almost.

Almost. Divided?

"Huh~!"

There was already a small but extremely red blood, splashing out of the bursting arteries and veins.

In the chest, the heart full of cracks beats tenaciously.

In Arigen's ears, "poof!" and "poof!" echoed...... It was the sound of a heartbeat.

The cloak draped over his back, torn into strips of rags, shattered into countless crumbs in the swirling airflow.

His body gradually tilted. Begin to fall.

Winner or loser, scored?

The speed at which the roots are falling, getting faster and faster.

As he fell, the corner of his eye indifferently swept over the ninety-seven Void Cultivators who were standing behind the allied cultivators and stepping on the flying sword.

He was unwilling, but he felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and his eyes gradually closed.

In his mind, all the memories from childhood to adulthood flashed by like a marquee.

He is in the dantian. At the hexagonal part of the cone, all the gas particles can no longer spit out golden energy.

The golden sea of qi surrounded by the gas particles completely dissipated.

The gas particles dispersed. The color also changed from gold to black, and it disappeared into the pitch-black dantian.

Going to die?

Really, going to die?

No fear, no despair.

Rooted mood. Very calm.

"Bang!"

Arigen fell onto a coalition chariot and crashed it directly into the ground.

He also sank into the ground with the shattered chariot.

There has to be a human head. The land of ten counties.

Aomine's words rang in the ears of everyone on the battlefield not long ago.

Around where Yougen landed, all the coalition soldiers went completely crazy.

The crazy crowd, in the eyes of many cultivators in the sky, surged like a sea of ants.

Many people took the blades in their hands and ran to the location where the roots landed.

They don't know that if they didn't have roots, they would have been a scorched earth.

At the same time, in the sky, a triad array composed of more than a hundred cultivators immediately dispersed.

Almost all the cultivators who were surrounded by white light also rushed to the position where the roots landed.

"Lord!"

Yu Ruo shouted angrily, took the reins with one hand, drove the Gangyuan in his body with all his strength, and swung his sword to smash the soldiers who blocked the way.

When the indigo Gangyuan had just shrouded Yu Ruo and the black dragon.

An extremely bright light suddenly lit up from the battlefield.

In the next moment, all the cultivators felt a burst of immensity, and the essence of the aura tended to be peaceful.

"Huh!?"

Qingfeng's body stiffened slightly, his brows suddenly tightened, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

Behind him, the ninety-six cultivators standing on the flying sword suddenly felt a sinking in their hearts.

Outside the battlefield, in a lake that is not too big.

His eyes widened and his face was shocked, and his body began to tremble incessantly.

His lips trembled, and his words were staccafied.

"This ...... This...... Nirvana...... Is this nirvana?"

"No, no. ”

The vain head, like a drum, kept swaying from side to side.

"It's not, it's not, it's not, it's definitely not!"

Feng Lilou turned his head to look at the vagueness that kept shaking his head, and there was a look of uneasiness in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the battlefield.

The strange light is gone.

There are roots, hanging in mid-air, looking up at the sky.

Beneath his feet was a ten-meter-deep pit with the remnants of the chariot buried at the bottom.

There was no blood or dust on him, and he was very clean.

The scars all over his body healed at a speed that was invisible.

There is no dazzling golden aura, and there is no dazzling white light.

The breath on Yougen's body is even more bland.

The steaming air that had been surrounding his body all the time was completely gone.

Countless soldiers surrounded the pit at his feet, dancing their weapons wildly, but no one dared to step forward.

"It is. ”

Aomine's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yougen, who was looking up at the sky, and the long beard under his chin trembled.

"Void?"

Facing the more than a hundred cultivators who fell towards him from the sky.

Yougen raised his left hand slightly and waved it lightly in front of him.

A flash of silver light flashed, and a broadsword covered with maroon rust appeared in his hand.

The blade of the sword twisted and folded, but the surface was filled with silver light.

Yougen lowered his head slightly, looking at the sword in his hand, his eyes were a little indifferent.

"You've really broken your heart to elevate me. ”

"I don't know if I should hate you or be grateful to you. ”

As soon as Yougen's words fell, the sword in his left hand seemed to be very dissatisfied, and immediately trembled wildly.

The corners of his mouth curled up and said softly, "But now that I think about it, what responsibility do you have there?"

"It's me, it's not strong. ”

"Thank you. ”

"Thank you for always being with me. ”

As soon as Yougen's words fell, the rusty broadsword in his hand immediately stopped trembling.

He took a long breath, then spat into the sky.

In his originally pitch-black dantian, six ping-pong-shaped golden qi seas suddenly lit up, and countless golden qi rivers like fine silk gushed out from the six golden qi seas and connected to each other.

As a result, the fierce wind containing great power was suddenly spit out by Yougen, blowing away the terrified cultivators of the counties. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

Before the big kill, there is always a big loss.

I don't want to abuse the Lord either.

Alas.

Happy National Day, everyone.