[The first thousand two hundred and fifty-four chapters of the Holy Martial Monument, down! 】
With one strike of the sword, blood splashed wildly!
Even if you are a demon, your blood is still red! At the last moment, Igulu barely deflected his body to avoid the fatal injury that severed his head. Feng Ziyue's sword slashed downwards, starting from the shoulder, and slashed
A whole arm!
"Ouch——"
Igulu howled like a wild beast. The pain and humiliation made him almost want to die immediately, but the fear of death still made him make the most correct choice.
escape!
——Send a signal at the same time to summon the nearest demon masters to come to rescue!
By doing this, he would lose face and lose his status among the demon clan in the future, but compared with his own life, nothing mattered!
Blood spurted out from his arm, but he didn't care at all and ran away like a wolf and a pig!
Feng Ziyue's body swayed, and his shoulder was rubbed by a magic fire. It immediately burned. He gritted his teeth and drew back his sword, cutting off a piece of skin on his shoulder!
Trade injury for injury!
This was his original plan. Unfortunately, Igulu was still cunning and escaped the fate of becoming a soul under his sword at the last moment. Now he was hit by the demonic fire and was seriously injured. He wanted to pursue him again, but it was too late.
.
At this time, after Igulu sent out the signal, many masters of the demon race came towards this side. Feng Ziyue frowned and helped Kuangzhan Gale and Liang Feijin to extinguish the demonic fire that was tracking them.
"Brother Feng...it's not appropriate to chase him anymore..."
Forced by the demon fire, Kuangzhan Gale was also exhausted. He grabbed Feng Ziyue and said, "You are already injured, not to mention that the demon clan is powerful at this time. It is better to stay useful and a gentleman to take revenge. Ten years will not pass."
Night!"
How could he not be angry in his heart? This Xuanyuan Ancient Palace is his hometown, the place where he grew up, and all his relatives and friends are here!
Now, he could only watch them being slaughtered, watching the ancient palace collapse, and was helpless!
However, after all, Kuangzhan Gale is a little older. He is often on the front line of fighting against alien races. Although he is brave, he is no longer a reckless and impulsive person. At this time, if one can escape, one will die.
Here, there really is no one to avenge the humans in Xuanyuan Ancient Palace!
"Brother Feng, let's go!"
Liang Feijin was also worried that Feng Ziyue would continue to chase him, so she rushed up and grabbed his sleeve.
Feng Ziyue was about to speak when he suddenly heard a roaring sound, like thousands of thunders roaring together, accompanied by a dazzling light that made it impossible to open one's eyes and hear no sound!
They were shocked. It took about a few seconds to recover. At this time, they only heard people shouting everywhere!
"The Holy Martial Sky Monument has fallen! The Holy Martial Sky Monument has fallen!"
"The human race is going to die!"
The Holy Martial Sky Monument, as the symbol of the highest martial arts of the human race, had been standing for millions or tens of millions of years, but it suddenly collapsed!
Liang Feijin and others looked blankly in the direction of the Shengwu Heavenly Monument that originally emitted milky white light. However, they saw only a cloud of dust, and the breathtaking giant monument was no longer there!
As long as the Gate of Xuanyuan is not broken and the Shengwutian Monument does not fall, the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace will never collapse, and the human race will never perish.
These are the last words left by the ancestors of the human race.
But today——
——The Gate of Xuanyuan is broken!
——The Holy Martial Monument fell!
"Is this... is this really God's will to destroy the human race?
I don’t know how many people have such desperate thoughts in their hearts.
Feng Ziyue clenched the hilt of the sword, the muscles on his face became stiff, and his expression became more and more painful.
"Let's go!"
He exhaled a deep breath and turned around.
Things have come to this point and nothing can be done. The people of Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, relying on this unbreakable fortress, have long been lazy and unwilling to make progress even if they are surrounded by powerful enemies, especially in the past few hundred years.
, they are even more addicted to comfort and are constantly fighting among themselves.
Today, the demons have broken through the city, and most people no longer have the determination to resist.
Now that the Holy Martial Heavenly Monument has collapsed, despair has permeated this ancient palace.
Even if he is alone with a sword in one hand, he is really unable to fight against the demon army.
Although Feng Ziyue and the people in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace had no relationship, they were both his compatriots. Seeing their tragic death made his heart filled with rage.
This revenge must be avenged!
——In this case, you must survive first!
Liang Feijin and Kuang Zhan Jianfeng looked at each other, with joy on their faces - not because they were happy because they had hope of survival, but because unknowingly, they had placed all their hopes on Feng Zi
Yue's body.
Feng Ziyue is willing to leave. As long as he can survive, the human race will definitely have a chance to revive, and today's revenge will definitely be avenged!
In the most desperate moments, people always hope for a miracle.
Before tonight, Feng Ziyue had already shown enough miracles in front of them, and they could only place their last hope on this person!
"Master told me that there is a secret passage that leads directly to the Pidicar Tunnel. If we escape from the tunnel, we will not be discovered by the demons..."
Liang Feijin gritted her teeth and couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of her master's tragic death. She was originally a carefree and quirky woman, but under this great change, she also became silent and tenacious.
"Take us with you. If you meet someone of the same faith on the way, take us away together!"
The more seeds of the human race that can be left behind, the better.
Feng Ziyue judged that the current invasion of the demons should be a small number of elite troops, no more than ten thousand people at most. However, because of the powerful combat power and devastation, even though the humans had a large number of people, there was no room for resistance. However, the demons suddenly
, and can’t kill so many people.
Since you can no longer resist directly, try to escape as much as possible.
——Some humans should be able to escape from other passages, but without organization, even if they escape from the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, it will be difficult to survive in the ancient battlefield, especially those who are old, weak, women and children, or those who do not.
Ordinary people who know martial arts have lived in Xuanyuan Ancient Palace for too long, and there is no way they can survive in the cruel environment of the ancient battlefield.
If they want to leave, try to save as many people as possible!
"Um!"
Liang Feijin agreed, and she and Kuangzhan Gale were on the left and right, consciously guarding Feng Ziyue, taking a path from the back to the tunnel of the car!
Unknowingly, they have become accustomed to Feng Ziyue being the main one.
Along the way, there was so much devastation that people couldn't bear to open their eyes to see it. Liang Feijin gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes already covered with bloodshot eyes.
"We must avenge this!"
"You must report it!"
Feng Ziyue also clenched his fists with a stern look on his face.
The slaughter could be so barbaric and cruel. He had never seen such a cruel scene in his past life. Even though these people were strangers to him, he felt a deep-seated hatred!