In the void, the evil king's aura expanded and became violent, just like the water from the sea rushing into a small river. Naturally, the flood swept over and invaded the world.
The evil king is going to blow himself up!
Lin Huang frowned, unable to imagine that the Evil King, who had lived for a thousand years, would not hesitate to self-destruct and drag Xuanyuan Tibing to die with him, so that everyone in Yin Yang Valley would be buried with him.
Up and down the sky, all the warriors also discovered this, with expressions of horror on their faces.
If the evil king in the Martial Emperor realm self-destructs, a hundred miles of space will instantly turn into a sea of chaos, exterminating all life.
In the void, Xuanyuan Tibing frowned, naturally understanding the evil king's intention. Although he was surprised, he did not have the panic shown by everyone. He just sighed, looking a little sad and desolate:
"Three thousand spirit-slaying formations!"
When Xuanyuan Tibing's words fell, the void was turbulent. Among the millions of fighting souls, 700,000 troops retreated, leaving 300,000 troops standing proudly in the sky.
Three hundred thousand troops formed a formation, like stars scattered across the sky, with vast murderous intent spreading thousands of miles...
Lin Huang was horrified.
The Three Thousand Soul Slaughtering Formation is a sacrificial formation passed down from generation to generation by the Xuanyuan family. After the formation, all those who set up the formation will sacrifice themselves and die!
Back when he was at Wuchan Temple, Lin Huang had seen three thousand heroic spirits from the Xuanyuan family forming an formation to slay the evil king!
Today, the three thousand spirit-slaying formation actually appeared again. And it was no longer three thousand people, but a spirit-slaying formation formed by 300,000 troops.
The fighting spirit is soaring into the sky!
Looking at the three thousand spirit-slaying formations that were instantly formed in the void, the faces of the tens of thousands of warriors in the Eastern Spirit Realm changed drastically, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, and they only felt the horror deep in their souls.
"Xuanyuan Tibing, how dare you do this!"
The Evil King, who was preparing to self-destruct, suddenly roared and felt that the breath between heaven and earth was completely blocked.
And his self-destruction technique is irreversible.
This is like a bomb that can destroy thousands of miles and is put into an iron box. No matter how powerful it is, it can only explode in the iron box.
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled desolately, "I, Xuanyuan's army, have sacrificed the lives of 300,000 good men in exchange for your humble life. Do you still have the nerve to ask me?"
"Ask the soldiers under my command if they dare to die?"
Xuanyuan Tibing laughed loudly, but the three thousand spirit-slaying array was already completed. The terrifying power directly isolated a side of the world and crushed the evil king.
"I am willing to die for you!"
In the spirit-slaying formation, the 300,000 fighting souls roared in unison, their eyes filled with the will to die, like impassioned righteous men of heaven and earth, even though tens of thousands of them were gone.
He does not seek to be crowned a prince or a general, but he seeks to die in battle.
I don’t seek to enlighten the people of the world, but I seek to be passionate and bring peace to all generations!
"kill!"
In the void, Xuanyuan Tibing laughed desolately, vomiting blood and roaring fiercely. The whole person looked like a madman and rushed towards the evil king, and the three thousand spirit-slaying array began to destroy the world.
Bang.
There was a loud noise between heaven and earth, shaking thousands of mountains and valleys. The huge explosion flames covered thousands of miles, and the aftermath swept in all directions.
Under the sky, tens of thousands of warriors looked like clay and wood sculptures at this moment.
Among the millions of soldiers, 300,000 soldiers in armor stood with guns in hand and died with their eyes closed!
Three hundred thousand war horses looked up to the sky and neighed, their eyes weeping with blood...
The vast void, the vast world. At this moment, it seems to have fallen into eternal silence.
The evil king vanishes into thin air!
After all, it was Xuanyuan Tibing who became a legend alone and saved the Eastern Spirit Realm. But there was a feeling of emotion in everyone's heart.
An indescribable emotion.
It seems sad!
It seems like heart-wrenching pain and heart-rending pain.
In the military formation, Lu Han showed no expression on his face. He looked at the sky where the smoke and dust had not yet dispersed. He carried his seriously injured body and headed towards the final direction of Xuanyuan Tibing.
"Are you really so heartless that you didn't even leave any last words?"
Lu Han was in great mourning, and his face was filled with tears at some point.
Lu Han was the only one in the sky. He was like a homeless orphan, stumbling in the smoke and dust, his figure was small and thin.
Lin Huang felt as if there was a barrier in his heart, "There is no greater justice in the world than this!"
"Ahem..."
At this moment, a faint coughing sound suddenly came from the void, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, Lu Han was seen wearing armor and staggering. He slowly walked out with a person in his arms.
The golden armor around the man's body had long been shattered, and there were wounds all over his body. There was no intact place, like a wolf that had gone through thousands of battles and was finally about to die.
Finally he was dying.
Tens of thousands of warriors looked at Xuanyuan Tibing in Lu Han's arms with moved expressions, and immediately surrounded him. While lamenting in their hearts, they couldn't help but admire Xuanyuan Tibing's power.
With the physique of an ordinary warrior, he was able to stop the Evil King from self-destructing, which shows the latter's tyrannical fighting power. It's a pity that a generation of geniuses were trapped in the Eastern Spirit Realm all their lives for a belief.
In the void, Lu Han stepped down and knelt on the sea of blood, and also knelt beside Xuanyuan Tibing. The latter held Xuanyuan Tibing in his arms, and his vitality continued to merge into Xuanyuan Tibing's body.
in the body.
"What should I do if you die? My mother is gone, my eldest brother is gone, and you don't know how to take care of me?"
Lu Han put his hand on Xuanyuan Tibing's chest and said silently.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Tibing was already like a puddle of mud, but he tried his best to slap Lu Han's palm away, "You are like a boring gourd, how can I control you?"
Xuanyuan Tibing vomited blood and smiled brightly.
Lu Han's expression was still so lonely, and he stubbornly put his palm on Xuanyuan Tibing's chest again, "Xuanyuan Mansion... I'm afraid I can't control it!"
"Your grandfather died in the war when I was ten years old. Didn't I take care of it?"
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled and said, "My Xuanyuan family has been a talented person for generations, and my Xuanyuan Tibing's son is naturally a man of great beauty. Believe in yourself!"
Lu Han lowered his head silently, his voice hoarse like a young wolf crying:
"Father!"
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled brightly, but his dying body was more cheerful than ever.
However, at this moment, the surging sea of blood beneath everyone's feet suddenly set off huge waves, instantly setting off hundreds of blood-colored waterfalls, hanging in the sky.
An extremely powerful aura brewed in the sea of blood, appearing extremely terrifying.
It seems...even more powerful than the previous evil king.
Xuanyuan Tibing, who was paralyzed in Lu Han's arms, looked stiff. The bright smile on his face slowly solidified, and a hint of shock appeared in his tiger-like eyes.
Incredible shock.
Boom!
There was a sudden loud noise between heaven and earth. Everyone was in a trance and shocked. The surging sea of blood that stretched for hundreds of miles, after triggering a huge tsunami, actually flew into the sky.
Under the sky, the sea of blood hangs upside down, like a blood cloud covering the surrounding areas, covering the sky, turning this place into one's own world.
The blood cloud surged, and an ancient and ferocious voice came from within:
"Xuanyuan Tibing, do you really think that the lives of only three hundred thousand ants can kill the real king? Or do you think that the king who has been unable to be killed by the Xuanyuan family for thousands of years can be accomplished by yourself?