;&; The sound of the war is coming to an end, and the broken bilin is inserted into the ground beside it, accompanying its owner through the last part of his life.
In the distance, the glow of Phoenix Blood was unparalleled. All over Ning Chen, red blood light shot into the sky. Under the morning light, it was like the second sun rising, shining brightly on the heaven and earth.
Seeing the shocking vision in the east, Zong Qianqiu, Canfeng and others felt uneasy in their hearts.
All over the world, looking at this bloody beam of light, they were shocked again.
Phoenix Cry of the Nine Heavens, earth-shaking, the whole world saw the sky full of blood, so dazzling, as if the entire sky was stained with blood, it was extremely poignant.
The phoenix bloodline awakened, and the body's physical cultivation re-entered the innate world. In an instant, it broke through the many shackles, attracted the power of heaven and earth into the body, and broke through the barriers. After two years, the cultivation and realm were finally united again, and Ning Chen, who had recovered all his strength, temporarily suppressed his horrific injuries at all costs, and his murderous aura soared to the sky. On the top of the spiritual platform, Abnormal Roc appeared again and soared into the sky.
In front of Eternal Night Divine Cult, Tanzhu, who fell to the ground, saw the beautiful colors of the distant sky, and a touch of relief flashed in his gradually dimming eyes. It was worth it.
The bloody figure of "Senior" flashed past, and he took one step forward to catch the former, saying heartbrokenly.
Tanzhu opened her mouth gently and said a few words, which were very soft and could not be heard clearly. Only the last sentence was vaguely audible as it floated in the wind.
"From now on, Great Xia... will be left to you."
My last wish is to still care about Great Xia, Great Xia Martial Marquis behind me, until death.
"Senior, junior will take you home."
Ning Chen felt pain in his heart, so he gently closed Marquis Xiying's eyes, then tore open the bloody clothes and tied them to his back.
Last night, senior took him out of the siege, and today, he took senior home.
Zong Qianqiu felt the dangerous aura on the former's body, his expression condensed, four purple talismans appeared in his hand, and he summoned the magic spirit again.
Evil gods come to the world, with swords, halberds, axes, and axes, and their power is overwhelming. Zong Qianqiu is one of the most powerful spells. Each evil god has strength beyond Third Xiantian Tribulation, and is extremely powerful.
Ning Chen looked at the four green-faced evil gods in front of him, all dressed in blood-colored clothes and dancing, and waved their hands to force the sword of knowledge out of their bodies. Suddenly, there was a sad sight of a waterfall of blood pouring into the sky. The power of thunder, ice, and wind surged across the world.
Zhi Ming took it, and on the green sword body, blood lines bloomed with dazzling brilliance. After a breath, the blood clothes disappeared, and the sword entered the clouds and slashed out with a bang.
The two evil gods, the ax and the ax, were the first to bear the brunt and were directly shattered by the terrifying sword light. In an instant, they disappeared into thin air.
The sword and halberd came, Knowing Fate Sword spun around, swung the sword, and with a bang, the evil god stepped back and got out of the way.
The figure of Ning Chen disappeared again, and passed in front of Zong Qianqiu. He looked at it for a moment, and the blood glowed brightly.
There was a stabbing sound, and the sound of the clothes tearing was heard. On Zong Qianqiu's chest, the purple light fur split open, and a trace of blood dripped down, dyeing the clothes red.
The ten steps away, and a moment later, is the result of body death and Tao disappearing. Zong Qianqiu's face is gloomy, he turns his palms to gather his energy, and thunder comes to the world, turning the heaven and earth into a sea of thunder.
The two evil gods were in the sea of thunder, their swords and halberds fell, and they came again to kill them.
At the same time, Can Feng and the remaining three Divine Martial Guard stepped forward and blocked the way forward.
Ning Chen looked cold, and with a move of his hand, the Sword of Fate spiraled into the air, and the thunder source spread out, absorbing the power of thunder from the sky.
The next moment, Zhi Ming fell from the sky, with a majestic power and a loud bang.
The three divine guards could not bear the power, their bodies exploded, their blood and bones were scattered, and they returned to heaven and earth.
Can Feng was also unable to block this terrifying power. The ancient sword in his hand broke, his identity flew out, and blood fell like rain.
The person they were chasing just now had such a big change at this moment. The completely different situation was shocking.
Ning Chen, who had regained his consciousness, was no longer at the mercy of others. The absolute disparity in strength made Canfeng see clearly that the equal balance between the swordsmen last night was just an illusion he thought was right.
"Canfeng, get back," Zong Qianqiu ordered, solemnly. His Divine Martial Guard had almost been lost and could no longer be sacrificed in vain.
"Yes." Canfeng staggered two steps, dragging his severely injured body to retreat from the battle. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could only obey the order. He knew very well that the next battle was beyond his level.
"Generating yin and yang, transforming the four images, Primordial Martial Arts Display, the thought of creating God"
Zong Qianqiu formed the seal, Nayuan activated the boundless power of faith in the divine religion, thunder appeared in the nine days, the earth and mountains and rivers collapsed, and in the terrifying vision, an illusory figure slowly condensed, shaking the world.
When the gods gathered together with their faith appeared, the land for ten miles collapsed and flew up. It was difficult to bear this extreme power, and the scene of the end of the world was completely indivisible.
"Scroll of Earth"
Ning Chen took half a step forward, and dark yellow brilliance rose up all over his body. He was the most basic person in the world, reproducing Heavenly Tome's ultimate move.
The yellow light swayed away, and the rising earth, under the powerful force, immediately cracked and fell, returning to its original state.
Black mist rises and falls, the face of the god is invisible, gray feathers are floating all over the sky, the terrifying power seems to be beyond the reach of the heaven and earth, the space is distorted, and ripples spread out in circles.
Facing the extremely powerful illusory god's body, Ning Chen points his sword to accompany him, Sword Intent gathers his shape, and with one step, the sword cuts through the void, overwhelming the god's body.
The sword that opened the sky collided with the body of the god, and there was a loud explosion. The violent wind and the mist engulfed everything. Ning Chen and Zong Qianqiu took a few steps back at the same time, their energy and blood boiling, and their injuries were swallowed up.
The body of God was created by Sword Intent, and continued to light up and disappear. At the same time, behind the second temple, the power of faith in Abyss of Darkness flew out again, continuously penetrating into the body of God, stabilizing the body of God.
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped back, and the figure moved away under the morning sun and disappeared.
"Palace Master" Can Feng stepped forward and said urgently.
"No need to chase"
Zong Qianqiu wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand to send back the power of faith, and said, "It is difficult to keep this person for the time being. It is useless to pursue him."
Canfeng's hands were clenched pale, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness.
"Back to the temple" Zong Qianqiu turned around, his figure flashed past, and headed towards the temple.
Canfeng glanced at Dongfang's disappearing figure, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and followed him.
Within the divine sect, there was blood and bodies everywhere. Countless guards and generals died in this battle. It was the first time in thousands of years that this disaster had occurred, and everything was desolate.
When the war begins, there is no justice. All that is left is cruelty and blood. No matter how beautifying the words are, they are just lies to blind oneself and others. The winner is the king and the loser is the same in ancient and modern times.
History books have always been written by the victors, stroke by stroke, and still have some authenticity.
However, why should the people be wronged, and how could the mountains and rivers be wronged?
Great Xia In Western Xinjiang, in front of the Blackwater Army camp, a flash of blood appeared. The forcibly taken Knowing Fate Sword trembled, penetrated into the flesh, and the blood surged, disappearing invisible.
Ning Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breath became confused, and the injuries in his body were threatening to explode again.
Marquis Kaixuan Hearing the noise, he walked out immediately. When he saw the blood-covered figure in front of him, his expression changed, and he stepped forward to support him.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate"
Marquis Kaixuan turned his palm Condensing Essence and injected it into the former's body to help stabilize his injury.
Suddenly, Marquis Kaixuan's body froze. When he saw the figure on Ning Chen's back, his heart trembled and he said in disbelief.
"Western Shadow"
The most familiar face is now forever separated from heaven and earth. Marquis Kaixuan is heartbroken, so painful that she can no longer breathe out.
"Congratulations Martial Marquis"
Not far away, when Blackwater Army soldiers heard this name, they were startled for a moment, then silently knelt down and sent each other off respectfully.
After Ning Chen suppressed his injuries for a while, he quickly explained the situation he had investigated in Eternal Night Divine Cult. At the last moment, he tiredly warned, "Junior, please send senior Xiying back to the emperor first." City, as for the matter of Martial Lord, it should be resolved as soon as possible before the three-disaster powerhouse Eternal Night Divine Cult comes out of seclusion. Also, the person Four Extremes Realm sent..."
Marquis Kaixuan Listen to this information that was exchanged for your life and blood, and keep it in your heart.
Ning Chen left, and before he even had time to heal his wounds, one crisis after another left people overwhelmed and they didn't dare to stop for a moment.
Thirty miles west of the imperial city, in front of a lonely tomb, Ning Chen appeared with Marquis Xiying.
No one knows whose tomb this is. Every year during the Qingming Festival, only Marquis Xiying will come alone to send a Tanzhu flower. The flower will bloom for a day and eventually wither silently in front of the uninhabited grave.
Ning Chen buried Marquis Xiying together with the people in the lonely grave. From then on, they met Naihe, and Yellow Springs Road was no longer alone.
Hou, who has lived his whole life like a shadow, finally chose to return to Great Xia in an ordinary way, without any glories, and his soul returned to his hometown with no regrets.
Ning Chen knelt down and kowtowed four times silently.
The blood-stained figure, with a young face, was full of pride. The emperor had refused to kneel before, and he had only knelt down to two people in his life. The first was Changsun, and the second was Prince Yan. Today, he knelt down respectfully in front of Xiying's tomb.
The grace of saving a life is like rebirth, but it can never be repaid.
Senior's last words Yiyi echo in my ears, and from now on, they will be deeply rooted in my heart.
The cold north wind blew by, and the dry Tanzhu in front of the grave swayed, and the figure in blood clothes disappeared.
Zhiming Marquisate and Ning Chen had just entered the house and before they could stand firm, they saw Ning Xi and Ruoxi who had been waiting anxiously for several days. Before they could speak, they heard a bolt of news from the blue.
"Brother, something happened. Prince Haowu was seriously injured. Now he is in danger. He can't hold on any longer."
"Ah"
The sudden bad news affected the injuries that had been suppressed for a long time. Ning Chen staggered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell straight down.
"Brother"
"Marquis"
Ning Xi and Liu Ruoxi's expressions changed drastically. They stepped forward to support the former, with panic on their faces.
"Take me to Prince Haowu..."
Before he finished speaking, his body, which had been holding on for a day and a night, finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.
The call in my ears can no longer be heard. The blood all over my body, new red and old red, are mixed together at this moment, and no one can tell them apart.
Haowu Prince's Estate, the candle flame was beating, and the wind blowing from nowhere caused the candle flame to sway violently, switching between light and dark several times, as if it would go out at any moment.
On the bed, the vitality gradually dissipated and was irreversible. No matter how Consort Luo concentrated his energy, it would no longer have any effect.
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