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Chapter 1852 If I die on this battlefield

The soldiers in the entire Beicheng District and the airtight carriage seemed to be two separate worlds separated from this brutal battlefield filled with endless disputes.

Although the people in the carriage were silent for a long time, the gentle wind coming from the sky and the earth seemed to avoid the carriage, and they were trembling in a way that was difficult for others to notice!

The scream of the blood heron is not limited to the cursed city.

Chu Yue recovered her thoughts, glanced at the carriage coming from Beicheng District, and immediately opened the black bow and arrow in her hand.

The black light and fire burned through the air and became a bowstring, which was pulled to the extreme by Chu Yue.

The fingertips suddenly condensed into ghost rockets.

An arrow shot out, tearing open the sky, making a hissing sound, as if it could rub against the wind to create sparks and electric light.

The arrow from the string was as fast as the wind. In the process of shooting, it suddenly split into dozens of ghost rockets as dark as night, and accurately penetrated into the bodies of dozens of blood herons.

The will-o'-the-wisp immediately burned the Blood Heron, turning it into ashes.

Chu Yue opened countless ghost rocket arrows with an expressionless face. The guards, the ghost lion clan and even the ghosts in the whole city, no matter how old or powerful they were, were all using up what they had learned throughout their lives and doing their best to protect this place.

A city that is about to be reborn from devastation.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

After half a day, with concerted efforts, the countless blood herons were finally slaughtered.

There is no more shrill cry of the blood heron in all directions.

Xuelu had stopped chasing Qin Tieniu, but Qin Tieniu was running faster and faster without any intention of stopping.

"Is this the end?"

Luo Han held a weapon with the enemy's blood in his hand, glanced at Liu Yaoyao, and asked blankly.

"No, not yet-"

It was Chu Yue who answered him.

Then he saw Chu Yue spread her wings and her feet slowly landed on the ground.

Luo Han was startled, and looked at Chu Yue with a complicated expression, ranging from awe to enthusiasm, like an unfilial son meeting his long-lost father.

The look in her eyes made Chu Yue's scalp numb and her heart felt chilly.

Chu Yue twitched the corner of her mouth a few times, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the sky around her. The hidden divine and demonic pupil was watching deeply at the movement of shadows under the long wind.

She said: "If you are immortal, even if you are reduced to ashes, you can be reborn in Nirvana. The more times you go to Nirvana, the more amazing the strength of your body's immortality. Xuannv cultivated her immortal body for 90,000 years, and was imprisoned again.

Under the Thunder Prison, I am afraid that I will be reborn after using the Thunder Prison to destroy myself countless times before. Such a mysterious woman is so powerful that she cannot be destroyed so easily."

After saying that, he paused and suddenly raised his voice: "Xuan Nu is still alive, so don't take it lightly. Concentrate your attention and keep an eye on those dirty things living in the dark."

"Old cultivator, do me a favor."

Chu Yue said.

"Okay, my old cultivator is finally going to fight again."

Xuanyuan Xiu was gearing up and eager to give it a try, as if he had returned to the passionate and frivolous days of his youth.

Chu Yue said calmly: "Ragbu's current recovery level should be enough to support you to form a physical body for a period of time. Xuannv will make a comeback later. You can take advantage of the chaos to leave and go to Ye Palace to meet my father."

Rag: "..." The master seemed to have forgotten that he once had a famous name called Hanguang Jinjia. He didn't know when he silently accepted the word Rag. Bu was really worried.

"Why go to see Emperor Ye Tian at this time?"

Xuanyuan Xiu asked: "Now is a critical juncture, an important moment, how can you lack right-hand men like me and Zhentianhu?"

Rag: "..." This deceptive Xuanyuan ancestor seems to be less effective than that cow.

"Time is running out."

Chu Yue raised her head and looked at the sky.

The night is long and the moon is bright.

The holy radiance shrouds the sky like a fairy spirit.

She curled her lips and smiled, tightening her long fingers on the bow in her hand.

"Go, old cultivator, my Forest of One Hundred Demons, my comrades, and this city are all handed over to you."

"I'm not omnipotent."

"I am not the god of the times."

"Old cultivator, listen up, I'm just one of thousands of ordinary warriors."

"If I die on this battlefield, I will tell my father, grandmother and others that at least as a descendant of Ye Gongmu's family, I can make them proud. If I still have ashes, they will be scattered on the border of the mainland.

Let me keep this land even after I die."

"Tell the pillow and Xiaobao that every gust of wind and every inch of moonlight you encounter in the future will be my thoughts."

When Xuanyuan Xiu heard these words, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and his whole soul became tense like a string that could break at any time.

Then he asked nervously: "Little Yezi, don't scare me. I can't stand being scared. What do you want to do? Do you want to fight to the death with Xuannv? Or do you want to sacrifice yourself? No, I won't

Go, I will accompany the general of the Xuanyuan Dynasty to Zhenbei and fight to the death with Xuannv. The result will be nothing but a soul-crushing ending. I have already died once, will I still be afraid of the hell that has no gates and no way on earth? "

"Old cultivator."

"Can I trust you?"

Chu Yue asked gently, her eyes trembling slightly.

Xuanyuan Xiu's heart sank, and he struggled for a long time before saying, "General Zhenbei, you can always trust me."

"Then don't let me down."

Chu Yue said with red eyes: "You are the only way to survive."

Xuanyuan Xiu gritted his teeth.

Finally, he said: "Okay! I'll go!"

Chu Yue smiled, then took a step forward, and the black bow in her hand turned into an ax and struck the ground.

A crack opened in the earth.

Under the crack, countless blood herons flew out.

"Dirty and dirty things will always have to live in the dark."

Chu Yue shouted loudly, put the soles of her feet on the ground, jumped into the air with her strength, raised the bone-breaking battle ax with both hands, and slashed towards the ground again.

"Xuan Nu!"

"Get out of here!"

The sound of violent shouting shook the city.

Boom boom boom boom!

The earth breaks into spider webs.

Strong winds surged out from the cracks in the cobwebs.

Also swept along were countless blood herons.

"Master, you still understand me!"

A sad voice sounded.

The blood egrets merged into one body and transformed into humans. A long bloody sword stabbed Chu Yue from behind to the back of his head.

"Mei Chu, be careful!"

In the crowd, his brother Ye Yu, who came from Ye Palace together, shouted loudly.

Countless eyes looked at Chu Yue, all filled with deep worry.

Chu Yue turned her back to Xuannv's sword.

When the sword came, it was as fast as lightning.

Just when the long sword was about to penetrate the back of Chu Yue's head, Chu Yue turned her head sharply to avoid it, as if there were eyes on the back of her head, and slashed Xuannv in half with a backhand axe. Blood splashed on Chu Yue's cheeks along with the body of the blood egret.

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She tilted her head, licked the blood, and smiled cruelly.
Chapter completed!
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