Chapter 6125: Who won this battle?

Chapter 6125 Who won this battle?
The Nantian Gate is towering and tall, and Tianwei stands here, allowing those who step into it to surrender in awe, but at that moment, they saw a thunder light that shattered the sky, and flew past the Nantian Gate!
"boom!!!"
Thunder Dragon tears the sky and the earth, and there is even more endless violent violence. With a single shot, the darkness around Qin Yichen disappeared. He still stood in Tianhe, but chased and killed him for a long time.
The Nantianmen disappeared, and the towering palace behind the Nantianmen, and that Miaomiao Shenxia also disappeared without a trace. Just like this blow, the emperor fell from above the nine heavens into the Tianhe, looking proud of the sky!
"There is a kind of you crushing Lao Tzu's spine!!!"
The thunder dragon behind Qin Yichen had already appeared, but the Emperor Yuan Tian held tightly the dragon spear that penetrated his shoulder bone, and this blow was exactly the same as the Desolate Meteorite King back then!
Emperor Yuan Tian's complexion was equally squalid. At this moment, the sky was crying blood, and even the Emperor could hardly remain calm. He held the thunder light tightly, wishing to crush it into powder.
But this thieves knife has refined this thunder dragon into its own spine bone, crushing the spine of the thieves knife, until the emperor Yuan Tian feels cold in the back, as if it was shattered into bone by thunder!
It is difficult for the Emperor Yuan Tian to break the spear head that was pierced on his shoulder like the King of Wild Meteorite, he could only pull it out suddenly while gritting his teeth, and threw away the figure he regarded as a thorn in his eyes!
However, what made Yuan Tiandi’s mouth twitched was the revenge that he had returned. This thief knife did not hide, and even operated the Taoist body to meet the blow with the vitality of his heart!
"Little miscellaneous, without the blessing of heaven, you dare to be so presumptuous with me!?"
Emperor Yuan Tian gritted his teeth even more ruthlessly, pinched the tactics with his fingertips, and the light turned into a burst of light, but Qin Yichen's face was still gloomy as ink.
"Yuantian child, without your master, would you be able to sit now?!"
At that moment, the two stood proudly on Tianhe, staring at each other from a distance, and their troops continued to retreat, and the warships dragged the flames to retreat to both sides of Tianhe.
Qin Yichen and Emperor Yuan Tian looked at each other for a long time. It seemed that because the other party was still alive and panting, neither of them had the strength to shout that the winner belongs to them.
This is an imperial controversy with no right or wrong, this is a battle that makes Tianhe blood tens of thousands of miles, and even makes heaven cry blood.
In this battle, no one even dared to claim that he had won, let alone allow the opponent to say that he had won.
Qin Yichen stood quietly in Tianhe like that, his face was cold and stern, like a soul standing in a human pill hall.
He looked at the weeping sky, and his heart trembled. How much heroic blood would it take to make this world reappear?
Feng Jiuman was the first to return to Wentian Pass. They also damaged tens of thousands of brothers in Fengsui City along the way. When they returned, there were only less than 200,000.
They hated the mice in Anbu, and Feng Jiuman wanted to stop flying more than once and slam the mice out of the darkness and trample them to death.
But this way, even if it was a sneak attack, he could only grit his teeth and follow the military order to rush back to Wentian Pass at the fastest speed.
However, across the Tianhe River, when he hurried back, Wentian Pass no longer needed him to guard it. Obviously, he came back too late.
Wentianguan is in tatters, those with a little bit of the Emperor Que clan's heritage to build a cohesive killing array prohibition, and those secret realm Dao palaces that contain magic are all fragmented.
Asking Tiandian, Great General Hall, Tianxuan Hall, Yuheng Hall...Even, the dome of Mr. Bai's Star Observation Hall was burned, and the beams smashed into the main hall.
And everything in front of him was enough to make Feng Jiuman stunned.
Xiaoyu, Kong Wu, Xiaoguai, Leiqiu, all fell in a pool of blood, it was a serious injury that only needed a heavenly soldier to make up for the sword!
Feng Jiuman wondered why, Wentianguan would be dyed red, just like...the color of blood in their bones.
Both Bai Haoran and Bai Qianqian fell in a pool of blood, and the brothers and sisters of these two sons of Bai Ze were also hit by the Desolate Meteorite King's finger, and the bones of Dao were broken and Daowei collapsed.
But Jiang Buyong's blood was almost drained, he could not even fly, and could only stand on a high ruin.
He still maintained the posture of pulling the bow and shooting arrows, or that his divine power was withered, his strength was stiff, and he could not move.
His figure is not just a rickety, but as thin as a dead tree, his blood is drained, his white hair and white beard have turned into a dark color, that is the performance of the end of life, and even the beard and hair cannot be maintained Brilliance.
On the Falling Sun Bow, it was no longer possible to condense a blood arrow.
Suddenly, another human race flew over like a locust, but at the huge Wentian Pass, the God King of the Wild Meteorite King was nowhere to be found.
Only the cracked unicorn egg was left in place, and auspicious light radiated from the cracks, blessing everyone, so that every figure falling in the pool of blood would not break its breath.
Feng Jiuman had never seen this scene before. To be honest, he hadn't thought about it before that these human races were not of the same kind as them, which obviously dragged them back and obviously embarrassed the human race.
But at the moment...
"Puff!"
Feng Jiuman trembled and knelt on the ground. It was obvious that he had not exerted much strength in this battle, and the mountain knife in his hand was also very tight, but for some reason, the blood in the sky made him kneel on the ground.
Feng Jiuman opened his mouth wide. He wanted to say something and yell, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat, so he was so red that he was immersed in the deadly silence of Wentian Pass.
Feng Jiuman grabbed his hair, and the pool of blood gradually spread, staying in front of his knees, still a bit hot.
"Wow!!!"
Seemingly being burned to the ground, Feng Jiuman picked up a mountain knife and suddenly got up. He rose into the sky, and he looked like Shura.
"Where did you go! Where did the go!"
"Grandpa Feng Jiuman is here! Desolate Meteorite King, isn't your power destroying the heavens and the earth! Isn't it covering the world!"
"Grandpa is back! Come out and fight grandpa! Your grandpa, I am a warrior of Fengsui City!"
Every member of the same clan flew up, but four or five people couldn't hold Feng Jiuman.
What a bully!
In this battle, the heroes of the human race have lost more than they have been oppressed by the ten thousand races for so many years!
"Swish..."
A divine light came to the sky, and it was Empress Xixia. Looking at Wentianguan that turned into a sea of ​​blood, her lips bite white and she didn't seem to dare to look, let alone look at Hua Jingnan.
"I am sorry……"
She didn't dare to come over until the Wild Meteorite King left.
Hua Jingnan didn't say anything, but swept away the ruins of the teleportation formation, with her power, the formation was reunited in a moment.
The brilliance of the teleportation array flashed, and Qin Yichen crowded out of them in a frenzy.
When Bai Guanxing walked out of it, Xiaoguai's mouth was full of blood and teeth. She was really angry: "Is this also your plan?!"