The warriors stood there one after another, their eyes were red, and their thin bodies were pale from refining elixirs all year round. They had paid a lot, but at the moment when the rebels died in the battle, they did not leave, but
They have been waiting in Shenhuang, knowing that someone will return from here.
Now, that person is here.
Please fight!
This is a clanging bloody hatred. Every one of the Nishens wants to devour the man in the dark. What they destroy is the belief of Nishen and the layout they worked hard on in Beiyuan. Even though these people are just alchemists, they are still very hot.
This is the bloody nature, the bloody nature of the anti-gods!
"You are alchemists, each one is very important. Many of you have sacrificed your lives. How could I let you set foot on that battlefield?" Ling Feng's heart was agitated, but he felt even more distressed.
"We are not afraid of life or death!"
Yunmeng said prettyly: "Without the rebel master, there would be no Wenxian today. We only ask for a battle to kill one more enemy!"
"Please fight!"
This is Wenxian's sonorous war cry. They will not back down at this juncture, even if they are killed in battle in the next moment. They are not alone on the road to hell, and this is also due to their state of mind. This is a bloody killing against the gods, and they cannot be an exception.
Otherwise they themselves will not be able to forgive themselves.
"Is there any white silk?"
Ling Feng's eyes were wet. Such questioning made people feel heartbroken, but the trip to Beiyuan really required these people to risk their lives. He understood the meaning of the rebel master and wanted to use his own blood to express the anger of the rebel gods. In this case
Even the Emperor has no reason to prevent them from entering the Northern Plains.
At that time, they would not only kill their opponents, but also annex the entire Northern Plains. Unlike the Western Expedition, this would be a domineering invasion.
Therefore, it is very important to ask the immortals. Without them swallowing up the major ancient countries step by step, it would be difficult to create a situation that is beneficial to the Anti-Gods, but this also means that many people will die in this fight.
"have!"
A middle-aged man left quickly, and not long after, he came over with a roll of white silk. There was no embroidery on it, but only the dark white color, which symbolized the state of mind of the people who asked the immortals at this moment.
Sad, miserable!
"The rebel Lord dedicated himself to us. He has no children, so today each of us is his child. He has no one to see him die, so let's come and see him die!" Ling Feng said sonorously: "Wear white clothes and cast white flags, we
Enter Beiyuan to perform filial piety to the rebel master!"
"yes!"
The Wenxian crowd's eyes became hot. They knew that this was the recognition of the master in disguise, and just as the master said, the rebel master had no children. At this moment, they were all the children of the rebel master.
enemy.
The next moment, someone cut the white silk into pieces, roughly sewed it on, and draped it on everyone's body. This was not a brocade garment, but it represented the will of the Wenxians, and it also contained the anger of the Nishens.
"Come back!"
Ling Feng was dressed in white and his eyes were wet. He walked out of the Divine Wasteland and flew towards the Wu Kingdom. Behind him were the Wenxian people following him, their bodies neat and tidy, forming a solemn scene.
…
Tianling Kingdom.
A group of people appeared from the center. They were dressed in mourning clothes and had murderous intentions. Each one of them was cold and cold. More importantly, their aura was unparalleled, causing all the martial arts cultivators around them to fall into the ice cellar and not dare to step forward.
However, in the center, each martial artist stood at attention, their eyes lit up. After waiting for nearly ten days, he finally came back.
"Please fight!"
The two leaders said hotly. He did not say what he meant or reveal his identity, but these two words were enough. Ni Shen and Yin Shen were also in an extremely secretive state in Tianling Kingdom. They did not want to be exposed.
They came out, but their death in the battle against the Lord made them all angry.
"Put on filial piety!" Ling Feng shouted.
"yes!"
Immediately, someone flew out, brought mourning clothes from a nearby shop, and put them on their bodies. Their number was far more than that of Wenxian, and the killing intent that soared into the sky was not really revealed until this moment, causing people around
As silent as a cicada.
In the distance, a few women quietly tied white scarves on their sleeves. They were different from Ni Shen and Yin Shen. At this juncture, the white mourning clothes were too dazzling. If they wanted to avoid falling into the eyes of others, they would
To be more secretive, the white scarf can hide this.
They are butterflies!
…
The master has not yet appeared in the Wu Kingdom, but the entire Wu Kingdom is already covered in white clothes. Not only the Nishens of the Shenhuo Mountain are wearing mourning clothes, but also the Emperor Wu Zhi of the Wu Kingdom, Chen Xiaofeng, the head of the Chen family, Su Xiaoru, the head of the Su family, and the Yin Sect.
The sect leaders are all wearing filial piety.
Without rebelling against the Lord, they would not have their current glory.
In the past ten years, Wu State has conquered the Southern Wilderness and taken control of several holy countries. The Chen family and the Su family have spread their business all over the world. Although they are not as good as Wenxian, they are still a force that cannot be ignored, let alone
It’s said to be a hermit sect.
This was something they had not dared to imagine before. Wu Zhi once mourned in front of Wu Dong's grave. He had indeed accomplished something that no emperor of the Wu Kingdom had ever done before. They were about to enter the Kingdom of God, so they paid more attention to Nishen. Once this happened
The power fell, and their glorious empire fell with them.
Of course, their mourning is not only a matter of interests, but more importantly, the respect in their hearts. The counter-god is definitely a respectable old man. He dedicated his whole life to the counter-god. Now that he has died in the battle, who dares to insult such a person?
A wise man, a strong man?
…
In the Wu Kingdom, the atmosphere is chilly and the troops are in full swing!
Wu Zhixiao wears a battle armor, and he personally leads millions of soldiers, each of whom is a martial artist who has been killed on the battlefield of life and death. They cannot kill the real God of War, but they can use their lives to defend the glory of the counter-god.
The Chen family and the Su family devoted all their strength, led by the God of War, and each one stood on the beast, and wanted to accompany the Anti-Gods to kill Beiyuan. Maybe they were not as powerful as the Anti-Gods, but their passion was their blood, and
Among them, Su Xiaoru and Chen Xiaofeng are prominent.
The leader of the Yin Sect is also fierce. Over the past ten years, he has become close friends with the rebel master. How can he let the murderer go unpunished when his old friend dies? The Yin Shen is more powerful than the Wu Kingdom, but they are very low-key and have kept secrets.
Rushing to Beiyuan, only he led some warriors to stand in the Kingdom of Wu, waiting for that man's return.
This day!
The sky was clear, but it was all covered by the strong murderous intent. Fallen leaves were floating between the sky and the earth, and the street was completely empty. The only ones that could be seen were the martial arts practitioners in white, standing in the strong wind.
, tall and straight body.
They are not just one person, but the entire elite of Anti-God, and they are here!
Waiting!
Finally, the huge divine formation of Wu Kingdom shined, and a man appeared in front of people bathed in the divine rainbow. His body was not strong enough, and his appearance was not as good as the blade, but the moment he appeared, the eyes of the anti-gods were over.
They have found the other side in their hearts.
"The Lord is back!"
The Emperor of Wu Kingdom came, Su Xiaoru, Chen Xiaofeng came, and even the head of the Yin Sect came.
More importantly, several Martial Gods headed by the Counter Gods also came. They stood in front of the man and looked at him as if they had been there for thousands of years.
"I'm back!"
Ling Feng looked at the crowd of Nishen who crowded the sky. He felt hot in his heart, as if he had drank a pot of hot wine. Most of these people were just Martial Lords. Once they set foot on the battlefield, they would almost die, but they would never look back.
Coming.
"Yes!" The Anti-Gods held their breath, but their hot eyes and heavy breathing were revealing their inner agitation.
"I know, I kept you waiting for a long time!"
Ling Feng said in an excited voice: "But, I know you will wait, so I am here!"
People did not speak because their hearts were too excited. The master who had created the myth was back, and they had a backbone. In this battle, they would kill the entire Northern Plains and let the anti-gods go to the world.
"The rebel lord died in battle!"
Ling Feng said seriously: "This is blood hatred. As long as we don't die, we will make our opponents pay ten times the price!"
"I think that when this battle comes to an end, there will be many people who will not be able to come back and will be buried in Beiyuan forever, but I promise you that your names will stand on the high monument of my Nishen."
"roar!"
The anti-gods are not afraid of life and death, but they care about glory.
"If someone wants to fight, we will fight!"
This was Ling Feng's bloody killing. He shouted: "Now, Xinran, Bai Ze, Yin, and Butterfly have all entered Beiyuan, and the news is being sent back. We are not waiting for the news, but we are going to fight."
"yes!"
"Ask the immortals, where are they?"
At this moment, Ling Feng sacrificed the Master Order, and the cold broken blade and the body were revealing how tyrannical the anti-gods were in the past.
"exist!"
Yunmeng led a kind of Wenxian to step forward, full of blood, and said respectfully.
"You are the first to step into Beiyuan. I will make the entire Beiyuan surrender to Wenxian!" Ling Feng said domineeringly.
"yes!"
Yunmeng shouted, but just when she was about to fly towards the sacred volcano, a bright light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and a divine beast appeared in front of her. The huge body and endless divine rainbow were revealing the terror of this divine beast.
Kirin mythical beast!
There is no doubt that this is the one who walked out of the Ancient Martial Pagoda. It has entered the threshold of the fourth level of Martial God. Its real combat power makes Ling Feng secretly frightened. It is not enough to ask the immortal alone. They are too fragile.
For a strong position, Qilin is an excellent choice.
"Qilin will sit down and ask the immortals to keep peace."
"yes!"
"Where is the counter-god?"
After Wenxian left, the Nishen crowd came forward, led by the three Martial Gods. They were all figures who came out of the wild and mysterious realm. Although they were not as good as him and Ye Xinran, they were still extremely powerful in combat.
"Wait until you walk into Beiyuan, find Xinran, and let her lead her to fight her way out."
"yes!"
At this moment, Ling Feng shot out the six-armed divine ape. This divine beast was also a great help. It would conquer one side and achieve great military exploits.
"Yin Shen, set off immediately!" Their goal was to find Yin, Qin Ao, and Lin Yong.
Ling Feng shouted: "From the Wu Kingdom, millions of soldiers are stationed here, and the God of War has entered Beiyuan."
"Yes!" people shouted.
The catastrophe against God is coming, but they want to cut off this catastrophe!