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He looked at those heavenly immortals, and the breath on his body became violent.

And those heavenly immortals were stunned.

The leading senior brother's expression became stiff.

Looking at the sea of ​​corpses all over the floor, he was in a state of confusion.

Under the rage, he killed without mercy.

Now awake, he felt a sudden pang of fear.

His single-handed storm directly swept away millions of lives.

After the sea of ​​corpses, the surviving people and soldiers were also full of fear.

But after the fear, there is a sorrow that infects the world.

Complaints and grievances spread across the heaven and earth, eroding the hearts of every immortal in the sky.

Zhou Ling fell from the sky, watching this scene in a daze.

He didn't understand, he just fought with Shen Yuan for a while, why the situation here became like this.

He looked at the senior brother standing in front of the sea of ​​corpses with a stiff expression, and murmured, "It's over!"

As cultivators, they have never been afraid of fighting, and each of them can even be regarded as a murderer.

But murder is different from murder.

The way of cultivation lies in fighting, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, and fighting with people.

Fighting is inevitable.

Casualties are also inevitable.

They can kill any enemy, but they must not kill indiscriminately.

The killing is too heavy, the Dao heart is unstable, at the slightest, it will breed inner demons, and at the worst, it will become a demon.

Except for those whose cultivation base is related to the way of killing, any cultivator is very afraid of indiscriminate killing.

"die!"

Shen Yuan let out a roar.

With a frenzied breath, he rushed towards the senior brother of the heavenly fairy.

The sword intent was like a rainbow, filled with scarlet light.

Dye the world in scarlet.

"Brother be careful."

That senior brother didn't seem to react at all, he was suspended in mid-air, staring at the sea of ​​corpses everywhere, his whole body was trembling.

And the following heavenly immortals hurried forward.

A burst of breath burst out, blocking Shen Yuan.

Boom~~

The riotous energy collided, causing bursts of roaring sounds.

next moment.

Shen Yuan rushed to that senior brother.

It's a pity that the sword in his hand has completely shattered.

The body was covered with blood dripping, and even the right arm disappeared.

In front of the broken and weak senior brother, he could no longer pose any threat to him.

That senior brother looked at Shen Yuan, at Shen Yuan's blood-red eyes.

"You are a demon!"

Shen Yuan said with eyes full of resentment.

"I am the devil!"

The senior brother was taken aback, and murmured softly.

"I am the devil!"

"I am the devil!"

Shen Yuan looked at him, a beating brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to want to say something else.

But he couldn't speak anymore.

His body fell to the ground like a rag.

Shen Yuan, the guardian of the Nine Yuan Dynasty, was once the fourth immortal-level powerhouse on the Xiantai list.

"One yuan is the high mountain, the second yuan is the vast river, the third yuan is the rosy clouds covering the morning sun, the fourth yuan is the night, the stars are falling, the fifth yuan is the pilgrimage, the sixth yuan is agitating and floating all things, the eighth yuan is overlooking the sky and the earth, and the ninety thousand miles. The vastness of Yuan Zhi Dao lifts the sky."

The loud and clear singing sounded again, and the rich Yuan Qi cloud condensed again.

The mighty sea of ​​people continued to move forward with corpses and blood all over the ground.

Shen Yuan lay on the ground, listening to the extremely familiar singing voice, feeling the tremor brought by the ground.

There is peace in my heart.

Over the sky.

Zhou Ling looked at the sea of ​​people approaching, and then at Shen Yuan lying on the ground, feeling heavy in his heart.

He is arrogant, he thinks he is superior.

But now he suddenly felt humbled.

Arrogance stems from superficiality, and arrogance stems from ignorance.

"Let's go."

he said in a low voice.

Then turned and left.

He was afraid.

He doesn't want to stay here any longer.

I don't want to look at this sea of ​​corpses, I don't want to look at the sea of ​​people willing to die.

The streamer flickered, and a group of heavenly immortals flew away.

The loud and clear singing gradually dissipated, and the world slowly returned to tranquility.

However, what followed was a sound of wailing.

Howls shook the world, resentment covered the sun and the moon.

……

Between misty clouds.

The flying boat cut through the sea of ​​clouds like a flat boat.

Zheng Mingduan sat in the pavilion.

There are stripes dancing between the eyes.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and a faint teardrop slipped from the corner of his eyes.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing this, Xiao Fuzi couldn't help exclaiming.

Zheng Ming opened his eyes, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay."

Since then.

He stood up, went to the window, looked at the misty sea of ​​clouds, unable to recover for a long time.

Nine Yuan Emperor Capital is the first battle of this war.

Of course he couldn't miss it.

The whole process is under his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't expect this battle to be so tragic.

Not to mention that tens of millions of people in the Jiuyuan Emperor Capital would join the battle.

It is normal for casualties to occur in wars, and Dali's road to rise is a road forged by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As Emperor, he was used to death in war.

Not to mention the enemy, even Dali's soldiers, what he saw was only a series of numbers.

But after watching the battle of Nine Yuan Emperor Capital, Zheng Ming was still touched.

The Nine Yuan Dynasty deserves to be one of the three major dynasties in the Central Tianyu. The will of the dynasty is as one, and the faith of the dynasty is engraved in the hearts of every citizen.

In this battle, the Nine Yuan Dynasty was defeated.

The emperor died in battle, the only immortal-level guardian died in battle, and millions of elite soldiers and common people died in battle.

It can be said to be a fiasco.

But the Nine Yuan Dynasty did not lose the glory that had been passed down for thousands of years.

"This is the dynasty!"

Zheng Ming murmured softly.

"Heavenly Immortal!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, with an icy glint shining.

At this time, he was full of killing intent towards these heavenly immortals.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at Qingqu Mountain."

Xiao Fuzi stepped forward and said softly.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly and said, "Lets land."

Since then.

The flying boat landed slowly in Qingqu Mountain.

Yan Shuhua and Qingqu Mountain God have already been waiting here.

When Zheng Ming got off the flying boat, the two immediately went up to meet him.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Qingqu Mountain God bowed.

Qingqu Mountain is one of the seven waters and five mountains in the Central Tianyu, and the Qingqu Mountain God is also a powerful god, not much less powerful than the Kunxu Mountain God.

Zheng Ming arranged a total of two battlefields, one on Qingqu Mountain and the other on Baiqing River.

Both places are the domains of the gods, so that the power of the gods can be maximized.

In addition, Zheng Ming also arranged two interception checkpoints.

One is in Dongyan River and the other is in Bayan Mountain.

The two battlefields of Qingqu Mountain and Baiqingjiang River were set up to eliminate the incoming heavenly immortals.

The two checkpoints of Dongyan River and Bayan Mountain are to delay the immortals in the sky.

This time, the Celestial Immortal sent out a total of eight teams of ten people, with the aim of destroying all the eight major forces in the Central Heaven Region.

Naturally, Zheng Ming couldn't block all of them, so he could only pick four of them.

Faced with such a situation, Zheng Ming could only give up some power.

For example, the Nine Yuan Dynasty.

He can't take care of it either.

Not only the Nine Yuan Dynasty, but also the Taihao Dynasty, Dengxian City and Xingyuan City.