Chapter 2872: Way back

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war!
This roar shook the heavens.
The Emperor Emperor is dead, but the Emperor Demon soldiers will still be there.
boom! Rumble!
In the roar, the gates of the fields were propped up, and the monks in the major battlefields surrounded the wasteland of the universe, like streams, in the vast starry sky, gathered into a crowd of oceans and seas.
Go to see the army of E Mo, how dare you fight, as early as the moment when the emperor died, you were already at large.
They are also excellent enough, too many have entered the black hole, but not all the evil spirits can enter the black hole, and the rest are all starry sky.
"Run, where do you run."
The armies of the heavens chased after each other, eyes full of tears.
In this battle, I don't know how many relatives died in battle, all because of the gods and evil spirits, a great mountain and river, and I was killed into an endless hell.
"Won."
When the king smiled, the emperor died, and he won.
As for the remaining demons, without the leader of the emperor, there are no heads of dragons, a group of black people, the emperor is dead, the faith is broken, and even if they are not chased and killed, most of them dare not to rise, and escape as far as they can. Annihilation is only a matter of time.
And the heavens, desperately need respite.
boom! boom! boom!
The rumbling sound drifted away and faded.
On the third day, the sky was calm.
The war ended temporarily.
Looking at the vast starry sky, it is already full of scars. There will be no complete starry sky or a complete star. There will be blood and mist everywhere, corpses across the field, blood flowing into the river, a broken battle flag, and a magic weapon. Debris, with the Xinghe.
Dilapidated mountains and rivers, full of shaking figures, or carrying fairy swords, or dragging war battles, the older generations support each other, the Xeon Peaks, the battle is almost dead, they are the same, or the whole of the heavens Monks, more than ninety-nine percent, were all seriously injured; more than eighty percent were already at the end of the crossbow.
You know, the three invaders and three middle-level emperors invaded this time. They are still alive and can win this battle.
"Dad, mother."
"Master, where are you?"
"Hometown!"
The broken starry sky cried a lot.
Although this battle was won by the heavens, it was won fiercely. I do n’t know how many star fields are smashed, how many ancient stars have collapsed, and how many heavenly beings have been destroyed by the ruthless war and burning ash.
"Brother Huwa, go home."
On the other side of the river, Xi Yan clutched the bleeding jade shoulders and walked along.
See her small world, sealed with a demon.
That is the reincarnated tiger baby.
He does not belong to the Black Lotus tribe. The reason why it is not buried is that mysterious power is maintained.
That mysterious power came from Daozu and also from Emperor Ming. They were previously brought to the realms of heaven and humans by Laojun and Yan Luo, and they were able to sustain their immortality for a short period of time.
And this short time is enough to do a lot of things.
For example, remove the blood and memory of the demon.
Ye Chen did this.
"Master, go home."
Another piece of starry sky, Qin Yu and Nie Feng, they are also puppets. One lost his left arm and the other lost his right arm.
"Father, go home."
Bi You and Chu Lingyu were tired of laughing, one with the sword emperor and the other with the ancestor of Tianzong, and rushed to Dachu's hometown.
"Go home."
In addition to them, there are Poria, Qianxueyue, Hongchenxue, Xingyue Virgin, Liu Yi, Xuannv, Luo Xi .... Too many people have received their loved ones, and there are tears in their laughter all the way There was blood in tears.
However, not everyone is as lucky as them. Too many reincarnations have not been found, and too many people who have been reincarnated into demons are buried in the flames of war.
Therefore, almost everyone along the way, carrying a jug, walking all the way, is to sacrifice the heroic soul, and not to sacrifice the incarnation.
This miss is eternal.
"If you destroy you at this moment, it is not a win."
Deep in the starry sky, there are also two silhouettes supporting each other, walking along.
Nailong five and male immortal body.
Compared with Dragon Five, it is more difficult for eternal life to be injured. The body of eternal life is almost destroyed, and the fire of the original is also dim.
"random."
The male immortal was indifferent, without a word of joy and worry.
However, he still did not surrender the Oriental Jade Spirit. In the history of the heavens, there has never been an era with two eternal beings. The eternal life contract is truly eternal life. He is a rigid person who wants to take back his own. Love someone, then defeat him with strength.
The Dragon Five didn't say a word. Although the eyes were dim, they were firm. That day, it would not be too far away.
"Ye Fan, I miss home."
In a starry sky, Yang Lan lay tired on Ye Fan's back, covered with blood, and was seriously injured.
Ye Fan smiled, with the warmth of a man.
Speaking of home, a mortal ancient star, three blood-colored figures, facing the smell of wind, is quite lonely.
It was Dugu Swordmaster, Chaos Sword Madness, and Tian Yang Yang Xuan. A battle that spread throughout the heavens. They also participated in the war, and they guarded the homeland of mortals and the small town called Luxian.
"war of the Damned."
On the edge of the Xinghai Sea, several Qianying shadows formed a beautiful landscape, that is, Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, Nan Ming Yushu, Lin Shihua, and Liu Ruyan. They also supported each other all the way, step by step, holding a shed blood. The fairy sword was as wounded as Chu Xuan. Yuan Shen was severely wounded. He fought for the nine demon kings alone and died nine lives.
"No thanks."
In the Eastern Starfield, the God of Fortune limped, and he was still restless. He sometimes stretched out his fingers and poked at the chaotic body on his side.
Chaotic body ignored, holding a battle spear in his hand, one step at a time, together with the God of Creation, led the team to attack the Optimus Magic column, almost disappeared.
They were at least alive, but those heroes who died in battle were buried in the other sky.
"No thanks."
"In exchange for good power."
Otherwise, they are all smart people, and they do n’t talk nonsense. If you want to bleed for me, I will just say, useless, exchange chaos blood with good fortune, and exchange it for an equivalent.
"No thanks."
Another starry sky also staged such bridges.
Nai Shura Tianzun, looking for blood to Yuanshi Tianzun, Taoist ancestors' blood is not ordinary.
"Get out of here."
Yuanshi Tianzun responded neatly.
In the northern starry sky, there are crowds of people, some of them stubborn, and many of them rickety.
They are all heroes. The heroes who destroyed the Evil Devil's Pillar are paired in pairs, Tianshuo and Baizhu, Ming Jue and Qingyu, Chenyi and Jiuxian, Wuqing and Yaoxin ... ..
"Boss, lightly, it hurts."
He is the little ape emperor again, the only one lying on his back, being dragged by a yak on one leg, and pulling all the way, a good monkey is almost ground into a meat sauce.
The yak didn't say a word, and slanted Chen Yi and glanced at Tianshuo again. The thief wanted to find a wife, but he didn't want to drag a monkey every time.
"Slightly, it hurts."
Also dragged, there are little black fat men.
The goods were already stunned, and the wounded were terrible, and Ye Ling was dragged on one leg, such as pulling a dead pig, walking in a dead starry sky.
"No more, no more you."
Ye Ling glanced blankly and dragged on.
Tang Sanshao didn't answer, he really passed out.
In this battle, he was really urinary. He even opened the blood-threshold limit three times. He and Ye Ling were still alive, both thanks to blood-throne. He didn't know whether he was hurt, or tired, and fell asleep tiredly. ring.
Ye Ling mumbled her mouth, and played a dozen pills of elixir in her hand. She fell into the body of the little fat man. This dark slap, which is not very serious on a weekday, is crucial at a critical moment. If it were not for his protection, she would have been there. Nai Heqiao had soup.
Huh!
When he was leaving, he smelled a Jianming.
Then, there was a dark sword that pierced out of nothingness and attacked Ye Ling's heart.
"Honghuang people."
Ye Lington's discoloration, the sword has not yet arrived, Yuan Shen has cracked, the person who shot is too strong, and this sword is also a sword of lore, with her status at the moment, with her repair at the moment Because, it's hard to avoid.
"Dead!"
The smirk in the dark is terrifying.
It is indeed the Honghuang tribe, covered in a black robe, specifically to kill Ye Ling, for nothing else, just because Ye Ling is Ye Chen's daughter, he wants to make Ye Chen painful, and to make Ye Chen painless.
However, at the moment of life and death, the golden light on Ye Ling suddenly appeared, and an illusive figure came out, just like Ye Chen, or in other words, Ye Chen's guardian immortal method left on Ye Ling.
boom!
Ye Chen's virtual shadow was quite domineering, holding the stabbing killing sword with one hand, turning the palm of his hand, and smashing the man in the dark into a blood mist, the physical body collapsed, and the Yuan God was blown up.
As a result, Ye Chen's virtual shadow dissipated, and it seemed that the guardian could only be used once.
Ye Ling spurted blood, Yang Tian fell down, and fell into fainting. Hong Huangren's lore was too strong. She was injured by the killing machine, and she was too tired to fall asleep.
The dead starry sky reenters tranquility.
I do not know when to see a colorful Guanghong, suddenly manifested, a closer look, not Guanghong, but a fairy sword, a colorful fairy sword.
That's right, it is Wu Xianjian, like a ray of light, that has fallen into Ye Ling's body.
Since then, there has been no movement.
A quarter of an hour later, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang came. Maybe the injuries were too serious, and the landing was not firm. Ye Chen's face was pale, Yaochi was also weak, and the injuries were all in Yuanshen.
Seeing that the two of them were unharmed, Ye Chen was relieved.
"There is a flood of wild gas left." Ji Ningshuang whispered, watching the Quartet with vigilance.
"It's gone."
Ye Chen said, bringing Ye Ling and Tang Sanshao into the small world, his guardian immortal method is hidden with a trace of wisdom, and he can see the previous picture.
It was just because he could see that he looked so cold.
Damn floods! When he touched his inverse scale again, he would have nothing to do with Ye Ling. If it was destroyed, he would be pained for life.
It was also at this instant that a seed of obsession took root in his soul.
If one day, his holy body is complete, he will find the Honghuang tribe one by one, and use their heads to sacrifice those heroes who died in battle.
The star breeze blew and the two set out on their way home.
However, neither of them noticed that Ye Ling in the small world had a strange arc at the corner of his mouth. There was also a flash of colorful light on Xiaojiao's body.
PS: Sorry, late work, three chapters today.
(January 6, 2020)
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