Chapter 844: My father is going

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read2();　　Under the northern snowy glass city, that round was gathered by the king of Bei'an, the power of the whole body, the power of origin and the power of the country, belong to the taboo of holding the Japanese with the strongest magical powers Supernatural powers are slowly falling towards the old and young on the high platform below.
　　 This is the purpose of the old King Bei'an who came to the snowy field to find a child, and it is also the final decision of the old king.
　　 This old man will take the mountain with the last Ying's bloodline to Huangquan together, and completely eliminate this cause and effect, regardless of the evil fate, to end under this round of destruction.
When Scarlet Holding Sun was slowly sinking, Yun Yu Tuoba on the side saw this, his complexion changed drastically, his right hand emptied, and he drew out the Super Grade 1 Taboo Dao Soul Frost Flower Spear. After taking a step forward, it was difficult for him. After acting, he lowered his head and looked at the thunder blood python that emerged from the void below and entangled his feet, his brows furrowed tightly, and the color of astonishment on his handsome face grew thicker.
On the other side, Xuebancheng, which was bombarded by the vastness of the whole person, climbed up from the ground and found that in the void in front of him, a palm-sized scroll appeared, and then the voice of the old King Bei'an directly rang in his mind. Among.
　　 "Xue Bancheng, tear it open, and you will be free. In Daxia, please tell your majesty for me, Wubei An Wang Jiangyu, I would rather bear the people of the world, and never lose the glory of Daxia!"
Xue Bancheng reached out and took the teleportation scroll full of runes, but it did not immediately tear it open. Instead, it raised its head and stared scorchingly at the two silhouettes standing and sitting on the platform under the blood sun. There are complex colors in his eyes.
　　 This is the first time this young mixed-blood snowman from Xuebancheng feels so deeply what is the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety, and what is involuntary.
　　 "My mother, it turns out that the world outside the northern snowy field is more difficult than the snowy field that just wants to live."
　　 Xue Bancheng spit in front of him without an image. The scroll in his hand suddenly seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms, and it was difficult to tear it apart for a while.
　　 The Sun of Blood continued to sink, with the piercing sound of emptiness and shattering, and surrounded by cracks in the space that were dark and shattered, a huge round of destruction appeared.
　　 At the same time, the sky full of blood radiated from the inside of the blood sun, the entire hall, whether it is Snow Half City, Yunyu Tuoba, or the faces of the old Bei'an King and Shanzi, flushed against it.
Under the red light, Shanzi’s tears are still flowing, but the old prince’s whole body has stopped trembling. The old man’s right hand is still patting Shanzi’s head gently, and the kind gaze with his head down is completely like an old man. Father, looking like his proud son, then the old voice continued:
　　 "Don't cry, men don't flick when they have tears. If we see the crying and weeping look of the other boys in the family, we will definitely be teased, especially Jiang Yue, whose mouth is the most venomous."
The words of King Bei’an fell, Shanzi closed his eyes tightly, trying to keep the tears away, but the tears and tremors still flowed down from the corner of his eyes uncontrollably, and finally the old prince stretched out his hand and patted Shanzi’s shoulder. Open your mouth to the sky and let out a roar:
"If there is an afterlife, I shouldn't be a king of Bei'an, be a villager, and raise you young bunnies to grow up. After you die, you can find a beautiful place to bury it. Wouldn’t it be happy, and not like now In this way, love and hate cannot be controlled."
　　 After the old prince finished his words, Shanzi opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the old man in front of him. The old hand began to jump up with dense blood-colored thunder, as if his skin was cracking, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.
At the same time, a phantom of a bridge with blooming flowers and clusters of flowers gradually appeared behind the old king of Bei'an. Under the bridge, there are nine simple stone steps, and the old king of Bei'an is standing on the ninth step at this time. .
　　 The bridge between heaven and earth, half-sacred nine heavens!
The infinite aura above the old prince’s body at this time is completely combined with the sun slowly sinking above the sky. In the entire Jinluang Temple, all the stones, pure gold, and frozen soil are beginning to be lifted up by both hands. Like that, slowly floating up in the air, and constantly shaking up and down.
　　 The dragon chair under Shanzi seemed to feel a devastating crisis, and began to tremble violently, and released waves of stronger dragon yuan golden light outward, trying to prevent this from happening.
But everything that this dragon chair did is destined to be in vain, because the old prince and the scorching sun that he was holding up have already begun to hit the most insurmountable gap between the saints and vanes under the day, and they are facing the landing place. Step into the fairyland.
In Shanzi’s eyes, the old man standing in front of him at this time was obviously so close, but he had a sense of distance in the sky. Then the thunder and blood raged on his skin, and the imposing king of Bei’an, deeply After taking a look at the mountain in front of him, a gentle voice continued to pass into the latter's ears:
"This Liuli City is the kingdom of the saints, and there is only another kingdom that can smash the kingdom of the saints. Since this king is here, he is doing the last thing he can for Daxia. Shanzi, dad go ahead, but he won't I will go too fast because I have to wait for you."
After 　　 finished speaking, the old prince no longer hesitated, turned around, stepped forward and stepped on the stone bridge behind him, which is full of fruits and flowers.
　　 Above the stone bridge is the holy place!
In the next instant, a milky white pillar of light from heaven and earth, directly centered on King Bei’an, rose straight from the ground to the sky, above the countless frozen soil and rocks, and the entire Liuli City could not stop the half of the light pillar, it penetrated in an instant The entire thick earth directly communicates the night sky shrouded in aurora.
The endless power of the law of sanctification converged from the vast land of China, and then turned into white light and tilted down. At the same time, the old prince on the bridge of heaven and earth, with white hair and black, his old body and face gradually became younger, and finally He became a young man with a high nose, deep eye sockets and a sharp face, but very handsome.
This young man is very similar to Shanzi and Jiang Yue, but only a few breaths later, he begins to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, from youth to middle age, and then to old age than before he just stepped on the bridge. In the blink of an eye, a large number of light spots drifted away from the body of King Bei'an.
　　 Then the old King Bei'an, who was shrouded in fluorescent light, clearly showed a very tall woman in his eyes.
　　 A spear pointed at the center of the woman's eyebrows, and her eyes were full of hatred.
　　"The long white rabbits are running around, the clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as the old!
　　 "In fact, Jiang Yu was dead at the moment I waved that halberd. Now I bring my son to see you. This world is too bitter."
The last words of Bei’an Wang Jiangyu fell, and the mountain above the dragon chair opened his mouth and let out a hoarse roar. Then the figure on the bridge of heaven and earth completely turned into light spots and burst like fireworks. The next breath absorbed all the laws and The blood day of the power of the kingdom officially descended on the high platform of the Jinluang Temple, and then burst out loudly.
The Central Camp of the Snow Wolf Tribe in the Far North Snow Plains, the eldest son of the King of Bei’an Tianmen Hou Jiangqing, who took the euphorbia from the chest of a burly snowman, and Yulong Pass of the endless mountain, held the Japanese army camp tent to view the second son Jianghe deployed before the war. In the fourth army station of the Shenjing City, the third son Jiangtu who was practicing cross-legged, and the Tianhui army robe flying, standing on the back of the ancient black dragon, the fourth son of the Bei'an King Jiang Yue, at this moment, Qi Qi Qi Qi Qiqi , Bow down and kneel down.
　　 When the four raised their heads again, tears were already streaming down their faces, and they uttered a mournful cry on their faces:
　　 "My father is going!"