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There is no difference between day and night in the vast wilderness. Looking far away, only the ancient heroic spirits who have been tearing apart over the desert for thousands of years can stay in this extremely chilling and cold place.

The sky and the earth were all black and red, and the wind was wailing non-stop like resentment or anger.

Qingying found a stone and groped to sit down, his face was pale with cold, he looked down at his withered hands, shivering and huddled with his shoulders, watching the countless entangled souls in front of his eyes. Slowly condensed Gusha.

He raised his hand, feeling that countless stretches of cultivation bases and souls were being crazily sucked by a bottomless pit, greedily occupying the little vitality left in his body.

More and more lonely temples in front of him appeared, and the silver armor shivered in the cold light, and Qingying said to himself, "Eat, wait until you are full, and then go and kill those innocent people." The people... well, it's like killing me."

He stared at the empty helmet in front of him, as if a pair of cold and indifferent eyes were staring at him eerily.Qingying trembled involuntarily, and babbled to himself, "...I fed you so much cultivation, why do you listen to the Emperor of Heaven? Oh... I remembered, the Emperor of Heaven also spent half his life cultivating To summon you..."

"He recruited you...to kill people...but why am I..." Qingying's eyes were straightened, his eye sockets sunken, his face turned pale, and he was surrounded by Gusha riding tall horses, holding huge bronze swords In front of Qingying, he crazily absorbed all of his cultivation with invisible greed.

Qingying felt that he was getting colder, his eyes were dark, his feet were unstable, he staggered half a step and almost fainted, he struggled to support the horse beside him, and gasped for a long time, "...Thank you...Thank you..."

He turned his head and just looked at the armored war horse with only a black hole and no eyes. He didn't know how long he had been staring at him at the gloomy hole... Thinking of this, Qingying suddenly got goosebumps all over his body and screamed hoarsely With a sound, he took two steps back, his feet were weak, and he couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed.

He had just passed out on the ground, and his eyes turned black. Before he could react, countless bronze giant swords swung coldly in front of him.

"Ah!!" Qing Ying yelled with her eyes closed, curled up in a ball on the cold desert, waiting for the sharp pain to come.

The howling wind in his ears was even more desolate, Qingying closed his eyes tightly and heard a dull sound of gold and stone colliding, something slammed down hard, and the wind and sand splashed on the ground covered his face.

Those Gusha didn't kill him?

Qingying panted heavily, stretching out his curled body bit by bit, when his toes touched something, he hesitated and slowly opened his eyes.

Under the green-red barren sand, lay a Gusha pierced by a bronze giant sword, and the war horse under it was pierced fiercely by two giant swords from the neck.

Qingying hurriedly stood up, looking at the twisted and ferocious Gusha on the ground, and raised his eyes to look at the solemn and majestic cold iron armor that looked down on him indifferently.

Are these solitary brakes attacking this one on the ground?Qingying's mind was a little dazed. Excessive consumption of physical strength and energy made him unresponsive. He sat down against the boulder, and it took almost a long time before he had a vague reaction.

The Gusha just now was stabbed to death by other Gushas because he frightened him.

Qingying felt that he was even more confused, these solitary chasms were not the gaps to protect the calf, how could it be for him... No, Qingying suddenly thought, just at the moment when he fell, the creepy feeling in his heart suddenly rose idea.

Kill it, kill it soon—

It was the other Gusha who sensed his thoughts, so they killed the one who scared him.

Qingying Huan's sunken eyes suddenly lit up, and he pinched himself hard. By the way, the Heavenly Emperor fed them with cultivation and spiritual power, and he also spent a lifetime of cultivation just to summon them.

Why would the Gusha Army only listen to him, these heroic spirits have no thoughts or emotions... Thinking of this, Qingying's chest suddenly jumped wildly.

"Palace Master Yuanyuan." A low and arrogant voice sounded from behind Qingying, chilling him from head to toe to the bones when he was excited. Squeeze his throbbing chest.

"Emperor." Qingying turned around with a calm expression. After a few days of seeing each other, he seemed to have been stripped of two layers of bones, and he lost a lot of weight in the court clothes that hadn't changed for a thousand years.

Haowu looked at the silent Gusha army behind him with satisfaction, and smiled, "I had doubts about you before, but now I find that only you will always stand by my side, right, my Palace Master Yuanyuan. "

Qingying smiled reluctantly, "The king let the minister die, and the minister had to die."

Haowu nodded, "Qingying, I want more Gusha, can you do it?"

Qingying's shoulders stiffened invisibly, his Adam's apple moved, his lips trembled, and he bit him fiercely, Qingying raised his head abruptly, his eyes were black and shiny, he slowly performed the great gift between the monarch and his ministers, standing upright Straightening his back, he said in a loud voice, "I am willing to devote all my godhood and soul to protect the stability of the four worlds. Where the sword points, what I want-"

Haowu laughed loudly, looked at Qingying with cloudy eyes, and pressed hard on his shoulder, "Wait for me to kill all those betrayers, Qingying, I will make you the God of the Four Realms, and you will be under one person." Are you satisfied with the glory above ten thousand people?"

Qingying pursed her chapped lips, and smiled, "It's my great fortune." After he finished speaking, he watched the Emperor of Heaven laughing and leading the silent Gusha army away from the vast wilderness, and when Haowu completely disappeared from his eyes, Qingying Ying patted the shoulder that had just been touched, and his bright eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss.

On the top of the sea of ​​clouds, the sound of killing and the blood sprayed on the clouds, dyeing a bunch of white clouds into scarlet blood.

Three thousand lonely temples are worth one hundred thousand army horses, and where the horses' hooves step, the ground is scarlet.

Thunder crackled like rain and exploded in the clouds one after another. It is unknown whose corpse was crushed into a pulp under the bronze giant sword. The python baby stretched out his hand to grab it, but only touched half a piece of blood-stained broken clothes.

The python in the sea is probably going to die completely above this cloud.

The baby python looked over and saw his people rushing towards the army of Gusha, swiping a huge sword, and countless python statues cut off at the waist fell into the clouds one after another, puffing into the vast ocean.

Panting violently, he struggled to avoid the huge bronze sword behind him, and squinted at the dying monsters in the distance. Only the terrified heroic spirit in the place where countless vines crawled could collapse suddenly.

Except for Cang Qi, they have no ability to fight back in front of these Gusha.

The blade of the sword swept fiercely from behind, and the baby python suddenly turned around to hide, piercing the armor of Gusha behind him with a sword, and the sword edge hit the armor with a buzzing sound of gold and stone, and the baby python felt a sudden pain in his wrist , as if broken from the bones of the hand.

The sword blade fell under the cloud, the python baby lowered its head and spit out a mouthful of blood, turned into a dark blue snake tail and spun around in the air, wrapping around the head of that Gusha, he roared loudly, the snake tail was violently exerting force, the veins on his neck throbbed, The scales scraped against the armor, and there was an unpleasant hoarse sound as they rubbed against each other. Then, there was a dull, jerky creaking sound.

The baby python suddenly turned over and fell into the cloud, and behind him, the head of the standing Gusha was twisted off by him, entangled in the tail of the snake and twisted into shape.

"Heh—" He laughed lowly, the scales on the tail of the snake on his head were scraped off with a layer of blood, and a sword wound with deep bone visible almost cut off half of his snake tail. He was bracing himself to stand up, The headless Gusha suddenly swung his huge sword and stabbed at him.

This time, I'm afraid I can't escape.The appearance of Qi Shao flashed across the python baby's mind, he said silently three times, and then closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, a stream of sea water washed up from the clouds.

"Do you want to die!"

Qi Shao rushed out in a panic, rolled him around in the clouds twice, and swung the strong dragon's tail forcefully, knocking down the huge bronze sword.

The python baby was overjoyed, and hurriedly hugged the dragon with all his strength, and the half of the bloody snake tail also wrapped around him immediately, "You are back, I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a Gusha Legao horse kicking up, and the baby python suddenly rolled over to protect Qi Shao, feeling his back being stepped on by Mount Tai, and the severe pain hit his whole body in an instant , the spine broke on the spot, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out before Qi Shao's eyes.

"Go!" Mu Dan landed beside Qi Shao and dragged him over.

The setting sun was finally stained with blood, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Countless green vines were dyed scarlet as they shuttled back and forth. The cost of nearly half of the casualties was more lonely temples coming from afar. A handful of blood finally spilled on Cang Qi's face, his eyes were scarlet, looking at the vast palace in the distance and countless dying monsters, the pain in his heart was unspeakable.

"Brother Wang, you lost." Haowu stood at the end of the sea of ​​clouds and looked at the desolate corpse opposite, and said, he slowly laughed, and a big blue eye melted, and more Gusha army came out from inside .

The demon standing behind Cang Qi was exhausted from the bloody fight, looking at more bronze giant swords with a look of despair in his eyes.

At this moment, the cloud was suddenly enveloped by a cool resentment, and a golden light bloomed between the sky and the earth.

The cold boat came with the clouds, carried the wind and rain, and released countless evil spirits and ghosts when raising its hands.

Cang Qi frowned slightly, and whispered to the wandering soul beside him, "It's your turn."

Chongxu's wandering soul leaned in front of Cang Qi, smiled and yelled at him through the void, granddaughter-in-law, see you in the next life, after all, he led the wandering soul that had been sealed for thousands of years in the Northern Snow City into the evil spirit of resentful ghosts.

On that day, the Heavenly Palace was like Abi Hell. Fierce demons crawled out from the clouds and engulfed the wandering souls of Snow City in the Northern Territory. The moment the evil spirits fought against each other, the four worlds changed drastically.

The stern wind blew in the clouds for three days. On the fourth day, Yinjia was icy cold, and the silver light fell on Hanzhou's forehead. .

No one can defeat this army of Gusha who looked at Wushuang indifferently and unmoved. Han Zhou chanted a Buddha's name and walked in front of Cang Qi.

Cang Qi looked at the snail flag rolling in the sky, lowered his eyes slightly, and held a red feather in his cuff.

"Brother Wang, you were the one who was wrong back then, otherwise God Father wouldn't even stand by your side in the dark." Haowu laughed loudly, "The common people changed hands? The father god of the early Mongolian, the ancient god, and Brother Wang, who is in harmony with the heavens, hahahaha, let me ask you, who of you has ever trampled the world under your feet, and who can make the four worlds frightened! Only me, brother Wang, only me, I have never been afraid of you, never !!!”

Cang Qi's face was covered with the blood of the undead, and his eyes were dark. He looked down at the blood on his hands, and wiped it away with a handkerchief, "Haowu, the common people are the masters of the four worlds."

He blinked lightly, and solemnly put the handkerchief into his arms, "It's not me you are afraid of, but the inherent cowardice, humbleness, greed and absurdity of the Xia clan."

Haowu's wrinkled face twisted and twisted, and the Gusha army in front of him approached the other end of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Brother Wang, winner and loser, you no longer know what you are talking about."

Cang Qi shook his head, releasing countless silver-purple light spots to heal the bloody wound, and said softly, "Haowu, look at what's behind."

Haowu's face was cold, and every wrinkle on his face let out sarcasm. He didn't look back, but stretched out his hand, and issued a stern and decisive order - kill! ! !

"Heh." A laugh came from behind him, and Haowu was horrified to find that the Gusha army hadn't moved at all, and the huge bronze giant sword made a trembling and struggling clang.

The sound of footsteps was very clear in the silent clouds, Haowu turned his head suddenly, only to see a fiery red Chongming bird quietly walking out from behind the Gusha army.