Old Misfits This Month [Myth]

He screamed heart-piercingly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, his eyes were full of fear.

What he fears is that the Heavenly Court that he has operated for thousands of years and the supreme power that he obtained by all means may soon be wiped out.

The Emperor of Heaven pointed to Xing Mo in the distance, his pupils were dilated, the light in his eyes was absorbed by the dark pupils, and he lost his vitality. Compared with him, he was terrified.

He was wearing a dignified and sacred Fuji, with a ferocious look on his face, which made people feel extremely ironic.

Although His Majesty the current Emperor of Heaven is at a disadvantage, his conspiracy has been exposed, his demeanor has been destroyed, his spirit has been hit, and his prestige has been threatened, but he still has many followers. At the peak of his full strength, under his rule, the Six Realms have formed habits.

The two generals standing behind him looked at each other for a few seconds. From each other's eyes, they got their own answers. No matter who is in command, they are all generals of the heavens. It is Xing Mo, the god of war, and they have nothing to do, everyone is their master.

The golden armor of the two of them, under the sunlight, reflected a dazzling metal reflection, like two armored men wrapped in copper walls and iron walls, drawing their swords towards Xing Mo.

Xing Mo calmly looked at the two figures who were getting closer and closer to him in the distance, staring intently, but his body was indifferent.In just an instant, the two generals had appeared before Xing Mo's eyes.

Their swords pointed at Xing Mo's eyes one after another.There were two swords reflected in his eyes, less than a needle's distance away from his pupils, and he remained motionless, holding the swords with both hands, touching the ground, standing majestically.

The general stabbed Xing Mo with the sword edge, but stayed at the place separated by a line, and did not move forward.

It seemed that the scene was frozen in place, but Xing Mo didn't have any protection in front of him, nor did he stop their movements, but the two generals couldn't get any closer to him.

In front of Xing Mo's eyes were two sharp silver swords that cut iron like mud, but he seemed to be looking at the air indifferently.Because he knows how many catties and taels the opponent has, how much ability he has, and how likely it is that the opponent will not be injured if he fights back. damage as low as possible.

"Shangjun, you can do whatever you want, don't worry about past friendship, don't get entangled in different positions."

One of the generals stared at him intently, his eyes showed a posture of looking up, but still had a murderous look. Although everyone was acquainted, they still had to fight each other when they were helpless.

"You will die!" Xing Mo closed his eyes. He knew he couldn't persuade them, but he still couldn't bear it. for God.

"You! Please!"

The two generals spoke in unison, as if they had passed a confession beforehand, and they said exactly the same thing.

Xing Mo was silent. After he was silent for a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze shot out. He raised the Tianchen Sword in his palm, swung his right hand, and turned to dodge from under the two of them's arms. Instantly moved his figure to the back of the two of them.

The skills of the two of them are not bad, after all, they are the generals worn by Xing Mo himself. They took a step back and moved half a meter away, avoiding Xing Mo's gentle sword.Under his command, those who can avoid 10 tricks can be counted on one hand in the six realms.

In the second move, Xing Mo's Tianchen fell off his right hand and quickly fell to the knee. While being held by his left hand, a ball of white gas condensed in the palm of his right hand.Before the sword was drawn, the gas sphere in the palm attacked the two of them at an extraordinary speed.

The air mass flew towards the middle of the two, and the confusing trajectory made the two generals not know who to pick up the air mass for a moment.Unexpectedly, the air mass suddenly split and turned into two solid gas masses like rocks, which caught the two of them by surprise.

While the two of them were scrambling to avoid the attack of the air mass, Xing Mo held the sword in his left hand and pierced their chests with one sword.

He turned his face sideways, unwilling to see the pained expressions on their faces.Although he has never been hurt by Tian Chen, but he has a clear understanding of his own divine weapon.

Burned to ashes within five days, until the end with the dissipation of the soul, Tianchen belongs to fire, although Xing Mo has always been dressed in white, he is actually the internal strength and cultivation of the fire attribute.

Although he was hiding and didn't want to look at the expressions of the two of them, he could still feel the burning heat on one side of his face, which was the eyes of the two of them, reflected on Xing Mo's face, which made this always cheeky Thin people feel uncomfortable like a fire in their hearts.

He suddenly pulled out the Tianchen that had stabbed them in the chest, and they fell to the ground without any support.When the body touched the clouds, it was like a stone thrown into the water, engulfed by the thick clouds.

Xing Mo's move made the Heavenly Emperor even more mad. He originally thought that the Heavenly Soldiers would be fine, but he actually didn't know so many Heavenly Soldiers.But he would never strike at his former subordinates, his own generals, those brothers who followed him through life and death, respecting him and loving him so much, he was actually able to strike at him.

He looked helplessly at his two generals, who were lost in the war that had not yet begun, and his heart was in a state of chaos, and he retreated into the army behind him, letting the heavenly soldiers and generals who were still willing to follow him surround him. Surrounded, slowly retreated to the rear of the legion, and ordered these heavenly soldiers and generals to rush forward without fear.

"For justice, for heaven, defend the peace of the Six Realms!"

The Emperor of Heaven chanted slogans, trying to arouse the fighting spirit and enthusiasm of the legion to die generously.

He already knew in his heart that they were at a disadvantage. Needless to say, there were several heads of the Six Realms standing opposite, even if Xing Mo was alone, he would lose this battle.He let the legion rush forward, just to buy some time for himself, so that he can escape from the scene. As for rights, as long as he is alive, he can make a comeback.

"Rush! Rush!" The majestic legion rushed towards this side surging and surging, like waves one after another, pushing one wave forward.The roar was mighty and mighty, resounding through the land of the Six Realms.

The light on Xing Mo's body skyrocketed again. When he was fighting, he would wrap himself into a ball of light, and the protective energy could tear anyone close to him to pieces.Therefore, the God of War is invincible, never loses his hands, never gets tired, and he can kill the last person left in the Six Realms.

As the sword swung, it dragged a long tail like a shooting star. Once the radiant God of War came to the battlefield, it was his main battlefield. When he struck down with the sword, he fell down.

And the other people didn't just watch at this time. This time, there were too many people attacking them. In order to buy time and chase after the absconding Emperor, they chose to join the war, divide labor and cooperate, Wen Lian went to chase the Emperor, and the others Follow Xing Mo to solve the Legion.

There was chaos between the sky and the earth, until gray mist flew all over the sky.The sky and the earth are connected together, the sun's rays are obscured by the dark crowd, eclipsed in the sky, and the dark clouds cover the afterglow of the sun, causing the Six Realms to return to before Pangu created the world.

The screams, yells, breathing, and slogans of the heavenly soldiers were in a mess, and it was impossible to distinguish which kind of sound it was. Xing Mo listened to the chaotic battlefield, and he continued to kill resolutely, although his heart ached No end, but he knows that after this battle, the Six Realms will usher in real peace, and this war is inevitable.

Wen Lian escorted the Emperor of Heaven to the Jiuchongtian, and he was the best at chasing such things.He was originally the best at catching ghosts. He once jokingly described the twin gods of the Netherworld as the master of a world, obviously no different from two policemen who were busy catching criminals.

He hasn't used his housekeeping skills for 5000 years. He didn't expect that the first time he used it after he was released from prison was to arrest the person who had imprisoned him for 5000 years. Isn't it ridiculous?

He sneered twice, standing in a high position, condescendingly looking down at the tens of thousands of people who were arguing below.Injecting divine power into his vocal cords, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth full.

"Stop, put down your weapons, or believe it or not, your respected Emperor of Heaven will be wiped out in ashes immediately!" Wen Lian's voice resounded through the sky, the scenery of lakes and mountains, and the depth of spring like the sea.

He still wanted the Emperor of Heaven to admit everything himself. Although the situation had been completely reversed, what he cared about most was the truth and innocence.

The spring breeze brought warmth. It should have been a sunny and warm spring day, but today it was dark, and the air was still mixed with the burnt smell left behind.

The chaotic legion came back to their senses from the battle, and they all looked up at Wen Lian and the Emperor of Heaven high in the sky.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven, his hands were tightly bound by Yuelao's red thread, and his hands were tied behind his back.He understood that at the moment he was caught, he would never have a comeback day, and he would never be able to return to his supreme position.

"Speak, tell them, who is lying?" Wen Lian stared at the Emperor of Heaven with fiery eyes. He was eager and anxious. He had been waiting for a day for 5000 years, and finally the day when the truth came out.

Although his eyes were full of anticipation, they were full of painful tears and despair.Although the truth is about to be revealed, Shen Tu will never come back!

The Emperor of Heaven hung his head and didn't speak for a long time. After being kicked by Wen Lian, he said weakly, "What they said is true!"

Obviously, he was not satisfied with the answer, and shouted loudly at the Emperor of Heaven: "Didn't you have a loud voice just now, why is your voice like a mosquito moaning now, speak up!"

The Emperor of Heaven raised his volume a little, but it still didn't meet Wen Lian's request.

Wen Lian: "Speak louder, haven't you eaten yet!?"

The Heavenly Emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't want to continue to be publicly executed in full view, so he yelled loudly: "What they said is true!"

He just wants to end all this quickly and leave here, even if he is killed or imprisoned, in short, he doesn't want so many people watching him!

Wen Lian let out a long sigh of relief, his long-cherished wish has finally come true!Not only him, but those who seek the truth, at that moment, let go of the mountain that weighed on them, and suddenly felt relaxed and refreshed.

Wen Lian didn't know how to react, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't, the truth came out, but he lost everything he cherished most, how should he laugh.

The tens of 10 people above the clouds were silent, holding the magic weapon in their hands, not knowing where to go.Spring rain gently floated in the sky, washing away the carnage on everyone's faces, as if they wanted to clean everything up and enter a new world.