Xingjun, he is a heartthrob

It was dark.

The wind picked up.

Looking over, there was a dense darkness in the distance, as if thousands of foxes and dragons were flying towards here.

He had seen the two leading figures, one red and one blue, who had been following Emperor Heguang when they were watching the situation in the lower realm in the heavens—Sage Lord Qingqiu, Lan Shen, and Lord Shen Yuanhai, Shuanghua, Chaofeng.

They are two loyal friends.

However, adventurous, I do not know their strengths or weaknesses.

Xuan Li raised one corner of his mouth, looking at the two particularly dazzling figures in the black clouds: "I'll meet you first."

The figures of the heavenly realm intertwined, and the dark clouds obscured the skylight, making it impossible to see clearly the situation of the battle between the two sides.

Only Xuan Li's Fengshen Sword was left glowing red.

Chaofeng was fighting hard, and a flash of red flashed in front of his eyes.

He retreated instinctively, avoiding Xuan Li's stabbing sword, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand stabbed a sneak attacking monster behind him.

Before he could stand still, the Fengshen Sword stabbed again.He went forward without thinking, and heard Lan Shen call out: "Chaofeng!"

A gust of wind passed by, Lan Shen turned into a red light, and flew towards the place where Chao Feng and Xuan Li were fighting.

Three beams of light staggered, and thunder rumbled in the clouds endlessly.

"Hmm..." Not long after, a muffled groan came from the clouds.

Lan Shen regained his human body, squatted halfway in the clouds, looked at Xuan Li with teary eyes, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

And in the battle he had to withdraw from...

"Ding!" With a sound, Qingfeng Sword broke.

Chaofeng was forced to retreat by Xuan Li, the clothes on his chest and abdomen were torn apart by the Fengshen sword.

Cyan blood flowed out from the wound, sprinkled in the black clouds, and disappeared.

"Be careful." A gust of wind blew, and someone attacked from the side, separating the Fengshen sword.

The Holy Emperor was dressed in white and stood in front of Chaofeng: "I'll take it instead."

After finishing speaking, he was already wrestling with the Demon Lord Xuan Li.

Zhao Feng looked behind him, and saw that the Holy Emperor had brought the immortal cultivators headed by Fei Bai Shangxian to rush to help, which relieved the urgent need at the moment.

He looked at the Demon Lord Xuan Li and was secretly startled: If the Holy Emperor hadn't arrived in time, he and Lan Shen might have become a wisp of smoke under the Sword of Conferred God.

"Heguang, come out and fight if you have the ability!"

After a battle, the Demon Lord Xuan Li and the Holy Emperor separated and stood still.

The Holy Emperor secretly clenched the sword in his hand, his sleeves were covered with glaring blood.

Xuan Li put on a black robe, carefully distinguished, and finally found that there was no figure of Emperor Heguang among those figures.

He wanted to test it out.

The Holy Emperor gasped for breath and did not dare to answer, for fear that the Demon Lord Xuan Li would see that he was powerless.

None of those figures dared to answer.

After all, they couldn't pretend to be the aura of the head of the Temple of the Gods.

Xuan Li smiled indifferently and coldly—as he expected, Emperor Heguang was not among them.

He looked back, and whispered to the elder Jin Yi beside him: "Go and guard the place where those gods are imprisoned, and Emperor Heguang is not here."

"Obey." Elder Jin Yi stepped back and hurried towards not far away.

The heavenly world, which has always been cold and quiet, is extremely noisy today.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the sky, and the thunderous thunder was even more deafening.

"Xuan Li, it seems that you miss me very much these days, and you really want to return to Moye Tower."

Amidst the screams, the lightning struck more and more intensively, and even a blue ball of light began to roll over, and then burst open, making the entire black cloud layer shine brightly.

Yu Haoran came from behind the Holy Emperor, followed closely by Yan Luo and [-] Yin soldiers—although they found the place where the gods were imprisoned, the gods had been frozen by Xuan Li's spells and could not be found for the time being. The solution.

At that moment, the light behind Yu Haoran illuminated him so brightly, as if he was the brightest star in the world.

It has never dimmed and never faded.

"When did you come to the Heaven Realm?" Xuan Li was very surprised, and when the four eyes met, his eyes dimmed a lot.

"When you are fighting with the two sages." Looking at the dark surroundings, Yu Haoran grasped his hand and had already conjured up the Ember Sword, "Kun, leave this place to you, and the devil to me."

"To protect the common people in the world, fight to the death with demons!"

"Yes!" There was a loud voice between heaven and earth.

"Zhu Zhu, take good care of Hanlin." Looking sideways, exchanging glances with Shenglan Xingjun, Yu Haoran instructed Zhu Zhu, and kicked Zhu Zhu's ass unexpectedly: "Hurry up and transform yourself. "

This feeling is a bit like "Go, Pikachu!"

Zhu Zhu was suddenly kicked in the ass, clutching his tail and howling: "Got it!!"

"I'll help you." However, when Zhu Zhu transformed, Shenglan Xingjun had already raised his hands to the sky.

The wind blows non-stop.

The rivers, lakes and seas in the lower realm surged up one after another, forming water columns pouring down towards the sky.

"Then be careful." Yu Haoran warned, his figure had disappeared into the crowd.

Black and white intertwined, red and blue intertwined.

The Fengshen Sword and the Ember Demon Sword clashed again.

Shenglan Xingjun has transformed into a god beast husband, stepping on a water column to fight with demons.

In this war of gods and demons, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the river is turbulent.

After a long time, Xuan Li and Yu Haoran finally separated, and each stepped back one meter.

This is already the 790th round, and the winner is still undecided.

Yu Haoran did not expect that when he went to the Cangsheng Sea, the strength of the demon lord Xuanli had risen several levels.

No wonder he is the most talented demon king in the legends of the demon world, and even imprisoned the god Xia Yuluo.

In the moment of stupefaction, the sound of the wind whizzing past Yu Haoran's ears was mixed with the sound of fighting and howling, which was very similar to the decisive battle with demons thousands of years ago.

A picture suddenly flashed in Yu Haoran's mind, as if he had red eyes and stabbed at someone.

"Heguang, stop quickly!" The voice from Shura's lost path rang in his ears.

He looked sideways.

Nothing at all.

When Yu Haoran was distracted, Xuan Li's Conferred God Sword had already arrived in front of him.

A gust of wind whistled past his ears, Yu Haoran turned around and stood still, the Ember Demon Sword stood up to block, blocking the red edge of the Fengshen Sword against his chest.

Demon Lord Xuanli exerted strength, and Yu Haoran backed away.

Looking sideways, everyone who slays demons and demons is like a warrior, no matter whether they were once a flower, a grass, a divine beast, or just a mortal.

At this moment, they are all a fighter.

They have also been afraid and flinched, but they have all taken a very brave step.

Looking at it again, it was the same as a thousand years ago, and the battle this time was equally tragic-the god beast husband Zhu was jumping on the water column, and the four elders of the demon world were chasing his footsteps.

The giant ape Zhu Zhu was roaring, his footsteps and hands were not stopping for a moment, and when the palms were turned, a lot of demons had died.

However, many monsters desperately tied its hands and feet, trying to prevent it from moving.Its footsteps slowly stagnated, and over time, it was exhausted.

Chaofeng and Lan Shen supported each other, but they were also injured, and their movements gradually slowed down.

The figures of immortal cultivators such as Shengdi Kun and Feibai Shangxian shuttled through the dark clouds, their pure white robes were stained with bright red blood.

The figure of Emperor Yan Luo was submerged in the black figure and could not be seen at all.

Most of the [-] Yin soldiers in the underworld have been consumed at this moment.

The world is also in chaos.

The order of the Six Realms has been disrupted, and this war must end as soon as possible.

His thunderstorm was still brewing, and the thunder rolled towards the monster, and the screams came soon.However……

The sound of counterattack soon overwhelmed the screams, and the monsters could never be extinguished.

At this moment, someone has to make sacrifices to restore peace to the Six Realms.

And this person...

There is no one else.

As the head of the temple of the gods, protecting the common people is naturally his greatest duty, and it should be his sacrifice without hesitation.

But if he falls under the Sword of Conferred God, he will travel back and never see Fang Hanlin again.

He looked back at the jumping beast Fuzhu, and thought of the clear eyes of that gentle young man.

Just when they arrived at the heaven from Yuanling Pagoda, the enchantress Mallow was already waiting at the top of the pagoda.

Her golden hair fluttered in the wind, and she bowed: "Dijun, please take a step to speak."

At this moment, the words of Yaoji Mallow kept echoing in my ears: "The ending I saw was not the ending that the emperor wanted, but it was the only ending."

"Please inform the enchantress clearly." His conversation with Mallow was very short.

"The emperor will fall." Time is running out, and no one has any extra nonsense: "This battle between gods and demons is the emperor's calamity. The emperor failed to overcome the calamity. So far, the Heguang emperor has fallen, and the world is peaceful."

"Yao Ji told me the ending, but didn't tell Xuan Li, what's the condition?"

"Give back the light to my demon world, so that all living beings in my demon world can walk freely between heaven and earth." Mallow's waist is bowed very low, and she bends down submissively, quite bitterly, "As long as the emperor promises, I will help the emperor at the last moment .”

At that time he didn't understand Yao Ji's words, but now he suddenly understood.

It turned out that fate has come here, and he must be the one who made the sacrifice in the end.

"He Guang, stop!" the voice was still shouting, Yu Haoran closed his eyes and didn't listen, turned the hilt of the sword, staggered the Fengshen Sword, and let it stab into his heart.

At the same time, he also stabbed the Ember Demon Sword into Xuan Li's heart.

He forced Xuan Li to keep going back, only to see Xuan Li's black eyes instantly turned gray, and the corners of his mouth raised: "You should know that the ember sword couldn't kill me a thousand years ago, and it won't be the same after a thousand years."

"Can the Divine Sword kill you?" Yu Haoran was also laughing.

At the critical moment, even though his heart was twisted like a knife, he could no longer look back at Shenglan Xingjun.

Xuan Li's eyes froze, and he was about to draw out the Fengshen Sword.

Yu Haoran pulled him closer, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Who will help me?!"

At the critical moment, three golden feathered arrows struck Xuan Li's back, pierced through Emperor Heguang's body, and flew into the dark clouds.

The golden figure in the black clouds illuminates the dark sky like sunlight.

The demon concubine Mallow flew forward and fired three more arrows from behind. These three arrows also pierced Heguang Emperor's body.

Demon Lord Xuan Li turned his head and stared at Mallow with gray eyes: "It's just the right time for the enchantress to come back."

This is the time!

Yu Haoran reminded himself that when he pushed the Demon Lord Xuanli away with one palm, he drew out his Ember Demon Sword, and at the same time, he still had the Fengshen Sword in his body.

Taking advantage of Xuan Li's injury, the demon concubine Mallow flew over, pulled out the Conferred God Sword from Yu Haoran's body, exchanged a glance with Yu Haoran, and then turned back to the demon lord Xuan Li.

The feathers of the golden-winged bird can burn the primordial spirit of the god of heaven.

After Yu Haoran received six arrows, he felt his heart was on fire, and someone screamed in his ear: "He Guang!!"

The voice that had been echoing in my ears finally stopped.

I'm sorry, I can't stop, and I can't stop.

At this moment, he remembered the look in the eyes of the Shaohua God when he was annihilated.

Looking sideways, Fu Zhuzheng rushed towards him across many barriers.

It's just the final blow, so we can't give up all our efforts.

At the same time that Mallow flew to Xuan Li's side, Yu Haoran used all his strength to hold the Ember Demon Sword: "Concubine Ji, it's up to you."

Concubine Ji's soul in the Ember Demon Sword sensed the breath of mallow, and flew out of Yu Haoran's hand, stabbing mallow straight.

"Be careful, enchantress." Xuan Li reminded, standing in front of Mallow.

The ember demon sword pierced through the barrier of Xuan Li's technique, and approached inch by inch.

The moment Xuan Li fought hard to resist, the Fengshen Sword pierced his body from behind.

The blood "tick, tick", that layer of barrier shattered like glass, and the Ember Demon Sword pierced at the same time, piercing through the hearts of the demon king Xuanli and the demon concubine mallow.

Xuan Li looked at the two swords in his body, his drooping eyelashes kept trembling.

In the end, he didn't dare to look back, he didn't even dare to ask a reason that convinced him.

The resentment and resentment in his heart surged, as if countless waves were swamping him.

The author has something to say: Happy Chinese New Year everyone!Although it is a belated blessing, please accept my sincere heart.

I'm on vacation because I have a baby, so I can only update from time to time, sorry everyone.