The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

Every day, hundreds of people want to sneak in through the gate of the world to find out the news, Xuanyuan Wuxi led the remnant soldiers to resist desperately.

The Xuanyuan family, who had just experienced the almost extermination of the clan, once again stood on the city wall, fulfilling the duties engraved into their flesh and blood.

The snow-capped Great Wall of Ice and Snow had just gone through a round-up battle at this moment, and those who wanted to attack were killed on the spot by the Xuanyuan Land.

However, the glaring red blood on the snow showed the intensity of the battle just now.

Xuanyuan Wuxi stood on the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, looking at the gate of the world in front of him. Simply put, this is the entrance and exit of each world, the space channel that has existed since the birth of heaven and earth.

"Father!" A young man came silently behind Xuanyuan Wuxi, who was Xuanyuan Wuxi's eldest son, Xuanyuan Yaoguang: "The three spies from the world of Abituo were all killed, and seven of us were seriously injured."

Xuanyuan Wuxi looked at the gate of the world calmly, and said after a while: "Yaoguang, thank you for your hard work, go down and settle the wounded properly."

"Yes! Father!" Xuanyuan Yaoguang hesitated to speak, and finally looked at Xuanyao Wuxi's promoted figure, and turned around with his hands clasped to retreat from the city wall.

"Yaoguang!" Xuanyuan Wuxi called to his eldest son, he turned his head, his white hair on the temples fluttered in the snowflakes, looking a little old.

"Father, what other orders do you have?" Seeing his father's old body, Xuanyuan Yaoguang felt pain in his heart, bowed his head and walked in front of him.

"Do you want to tell me why our Xuanyuan clan doesn't retreat into the hinterland of the wild world?" Xuanyuan Wuxi's eyes seemed to see through each other.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang took a deep breath, and finally expressed his thoughts for many days.

"Father Mingjian, why are only our Xuanyuan clan guarding here? Those people enjoy the mild climate and resources in the interior, while we are here, and we have to do our best to even have a full meal!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang spoke faster and faster, his whole body was floating, and he was obviously also a young talent in the late stage of the tribulation.

"Yaoguang~ Your mind is disturbed." Xuanyuan Wuxi sighed and said, "I know that Yaori's unfortunate death in battle had a great impact on your state of mind..."

"You also know that he died in battle yesterday! Do you know how he died that day? He held the forward troops of Alagasy by himself and blew himself up for hundreds of times during the tribulation period!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang said excitedly, with two tears streaming down his face, "He is my younger brother! I feel worthless for him! Is it possible that you still want to be here, and everyone drags it to a desperate situation! Do I want it too? You are not willing to give up until you die in battle!"

Snapped!

Xuanyuan Wuxi threw his hand on Xuanyuan Yaoguang's face, interrupting him.

"You...!" Xuanyuan Wuxi took a deep breath, showing a shameful expression, "Hey, father shouldn't hit you, but what you said is wrong! Have you forgotten the clan motto of our Xuanyuan clan?"

A red mark appeared on Xuanyuan Yaoguang's cheek. After he was slapped by this slap, the resentment and emotions in his heart were all suppressed.

"Don't wear a crown, don't fight for honor or disgrace, guard the gate of heaven for life, and guard the Great Wall to the death!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang gritted his teeth and recited the clan motto of the Xuanyuan clan, then bowed his hands, turned and walked down the city wall, "Don't worry, there are no cowards in the Xuanyuan family, even if I die, I will die on this city wall."

Xuanyuan Wuxi raised his hand, wanting to recall his son, but Xuanyuan Yaoguang's figure was slowly covered by blood flowers.

"Why don't I want the children of the Xuanyuan clan to live well?"

Xuanyuan Wuxi's voice was barely audible in the wind and snow, his eyes fell on the entire Great Wall of Ice and Snow, and the pervasive melancholy almost condensed into substance in the air.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang stepped on the snow and walked back to the inside of the city wall with a low heart.

It's not that he doesn't understand Xuanyuan Wuxi's painstaking efforts, especially when he saw the other party's haggard look, they were the ones who were most saddened by his brother's death in battle.

It's just that the oppressive atmosphere has put a lot of pressure on Xuanyuan Yaoguang in the past few days. He needs a vent. As the eldest son of the leader of the Ice and Snow Great Wall, he dared not show it in front of others, so he had to find Xuanyuan Wuxi.

Thinking of Xuanyuan Wuxi's white hair just now, Xuanyuan Yaoguang sighed, suddenly he felt a warning sign in his heart, and he turned his head to look at the aisle window.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the fluttering snowflakes, Xuanyuan Yaoguang's aura exploded, and the long knife behind him came out in response, slashing against the cold light.

"Enemy attack!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang yelled, the long knife in his hand slashed, and the cold light was pushed away with a ding.

Feeling the vibration coming from his hands, Xuanyuan Yaoguang took a deep breath and looked at the other party, only to see a figure in front of him, faintly visible under the lights of the corridor.

"The Art of Hidden God!" Xuanyuan Yaoguang exclaimed in amazement, "You are from the Red Sun World!"

After the words fell, there were bursts of violent fighting sounds from inside and outside the entire Ice and Snow Great Wall. It was obvious that there was more than one person coming from the other side.

"You have good strength, but you still have to die."

The shadowy figure of the Red Sun World was very gloomy and cold, and then disappeared into the corridor.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang was very anxious, but he had to raise his spirits and waited for another surprise attack from the other party.

The gods in the world of the red sun are all monks who are good at concealing sneak attacks. Their methods are inferior but they are impossible to guard against. They cannot be underestimated by Xuanyuan Yaoguang.

Chapter 288 The Concealment of the Divine Blade

"The Hidden Blade! Are you impatient to live? Dare to come to my wild world to play wild!"

Xuanyuan Wuxi shouted angrily on the city wall, facing dozens of figures appearing below.

These dozens of people are all cultivators who have transcended the tribulation, and they are shrouded in a cold atmosphere, and they have surrounded Xuanyuan Wuxi at some point.

A few meters away from Xuanyuan Wuxi, a corpse that had been sliced ​​in two was lying on the ground, steaming. It was obvious that they wanted to sneak attack Xuanyuan Wuxi just now, but they were killed by the other party.

"Patriarch Xuanyuan, for your surrender, we will spare you the whole body!"

One of the old figures in the Hidden God Blade said, his eyes seemed to be looking at the dead with indifference.

"Hmph! My ancestors defeated you once 5000 years ago. This time, I, Xuanyuan Wuxi, will not let you walk across the Great Wall of Ice and Snow."

Xuanyuan Wuxi's long knife buzzed and cast a light yellow light. In this case, Xuanyuan Wuxi chose to fight close to him. The efficiency of releasing spells is too low. It is better to attach it to the magic weapon to increase the damage. force.

"Don't care about it, kill them all, the master will come right away!"

The old voice sounded again, and dozens of figures at the peak of the Transcending Tribulation Period disappeared in place at the same time.

Xuanyuan Wuxi yelled, and swung a long knife around him in a whirlwind. The next moment, countless golden sounds came out, and several figures vomited blood and flew down on the snow.

"Ants! It's useless to come here!"

Xuanyuan Wuxi shook his sword, and a cyan light appeared behind him. This vision is the domain of wind that he comprehended after condensing his godhead.

"Come on!"

Once the domain was opened, Xuanyuan Wuxi was too fast to catch.

Several injured Shenyin fell on the ground, and before they could react, they were cut by a knife. The blood was so high that several heads rolled down on the snow with unwillingness.

The old figure saw that Xuanyuan Wuxi, who was cultivated at the god level, was so brave. Although they were all masters in crossing the catastrophe, they were still far away from the god level, separated by the gap of the domain.

"Shikigami Possession〃¨!"

Xuanyuan Wuxi's face darkened. These people's concealment skills were like children playing with mud in front of him. They had no effect at all. He raised his knife and flashed to a figure, and swung the knife to cut the opponent into two ends.

The remaining 30 or so Shenyin took this opportunity to take out a thin piece of paper with various hideous portraits painted on it, and then splashed blood on the ground.

"Roar!"

Countless shocking roars came out, and huge black shadows emerged from the talisman paper and rushed into Shenyin's body.

"Ah~! Kill him!"

The breath of more than 30 gods has skyrocketed infinitely, and it is only a step away from the god level, which can be called a quasi-god level.

Feeling this prehistoric and bloody aura, Xuanyuan Wuxi swung his long knife disdainfully.

"Heretics dare to rule the roost, take your life!"

Xuanyuan Wuxi didn't hold back anymore. When he was fighting with these 30 top gods, there were fierce battles everywhere in the Great Wall of Ice and Snow. He had to fight quickly to stabilize the battle, otherwise the Xuanyuan clan would be in danger today.

Inside the city wall, Xuanyuan Yaoguang faced the Shenyin who was also at the Transcending Tribulation Stage. The two were of equal strength, and the opponent's tricks were subtle, and he retreated with one blow, which made Xuanyuan Yaoguang very annoyed.

Under the flickering lights of the corridor, there was a sudden exclamation from the end.

"Young master! There are assassins!"

It was a disciple of the Xuanyuan clan who came, and when he saw Xuanyuan Yaoguang, his face lit up with joy and he walked quickly.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang's face changed suddenly, and he shouted at the person who came: "Be careful!"

The man ran over, seeing Xuanyuan Yaoguang's expression, he was still puzzled.

Suddenly his whole body trembled, a cold light appeared from his chest, and the red blood continued to spread and dye the robe on his chest red.

He knelt down slowly, raised his hand to look at Xuanyuan Yaoguang, the tyrannical aura in his body had swallowed all his vitality.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang cursed angrily, and sent out streaks of saber aura towards this side like crazy.

Swish swish!

The entire promenade was filled with the sound of wind, and the stone walls and floors were scraped off. No one could survive this kind of knife storm.

Only the place where the disciple who was pierced by an arrow fell to his knees was the last safe place.

"Die!"

Xuanyuan Yaoguang roared angrily, and walked over step by step, as if the aura was swaying without money.

That Shenyin was still hiding behind the dead disciple Xuanyuan, this was the only safe zone, the looming figure revealed a gaze locked on Xuanyuan Yaoguang's heart.

"Boring feelings, let's vent, only in this way will there be more loopholes." Shenyin sneered in his heart, waiting for the opponent to approach, he violently charged the opponent with a fatal blow like a poisonous snake.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang seemed to be really crazy, he came to the disciple, panting heavily as he looked at the mess in front of him, showing a look of grief.

"It's now!"

Shenyin's eyes lit up, and the dagger in his hand flashed coldly and pierced Xuanyuan Yaoguang's heart.

However, the next moment, the light of the saber flashed in front of Shenyin, as if waiting for him, it slashed head-on.

There was no time to dodge the tendency of Shenyin to rush forward, his eyes showed a look of regret, seeing the look of hatred in Xuanyuan Yaoguang's eyes, could it be that he was waiting for me?

This knife is as fast as lightning.

This knife contained Xuanyuan Yaoguang's boundless anger, like a thunder that tore through the darkness, making Shenyin's body stiff and his aura stagnant in the red sun world.

boom!

The knife flashed, and the looming Shenyin finally couldn't maintain his invisibility, revealing a man in black with his head covered and his face covered.

Xuanyuan Yaoguang slowly withdrew his long knife, passed the man, came to the side of the dead disciple, supported him to the ground in grief, and closed his eyes.

pat.

It was only at this moment that Shenyin, who had no breath, fell to the ground, and blood flowed out in pools.

Boom!

Suddenly the Great Wall of Ice and Snow shook violently, Xuanyuan Yaoguang's face changed drastically and he raised his head to look in the direction of Xuanyuan Wuxi.

".〃Father!"

(of the king)

Xuanyuan Yaoguang grabbed the long knife and rushed to the city wall quickly, only to see the other half of the battlefield, with countless blades swaying and stretching out from the black rays of light.

"The sword is surging!"

This is Xuanyuan Wuxi's special skill. In the domain, countless sword lights tore apart the black air, and flew out with more than a dozen stumps, revealing the scene inside.

After Xuanyuan Yaoguang saw clearly, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

I saw blood dripping from Xuanyuan Wuxi's back, and he was steaming all over. Obviously, the god-level master Xuanyuan Wuxi was injured by the self-explosion of the other party's god and hermit just now.

Among the ruins of the bombed city wall, there were less than ten black, gasping figures left, all covered in bruises.

"Yaoguang! Take people away and go to Qiankun Sacred Sect for help!"

Seeing the eldest son appearing on the city wall, Xuanyuan Wuxi hurriedly shouted.

"Father, I'll help you!" Xuanyuan Yaoguang clenched his long knife tightly, gritted his teeth and rushed over.

Chapter 289 The Battlefield Wealth

The old figure sounded again, this time his figure could not be hidden again, the thin and withered old man covered his face and raised his finger to Xuanyuan Yaoguang.

"Two people go kill that kid."

Xuanyuan Wuxi was panting, just now more than a dozen quasi-gods teamed up and blew himself up. He was forced to use a big move to resist the exhaustion, but he still received his injuries.

Although these quasi-gods possessed by shikigami are only in a temporary state, they are not something Xuanyuan Yaoguang can resist.

Xuanyuan Wuxi swung two knives, trying to catch up to save people, but the old man dodged in front of Xuanyuan Wuxi, and sent out a sharp sword light, hitting Xuanyuan Wuxi's throat.