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On the edge of the Great Wilderness, where space and space intersect, Tiandi Mountain has not yet arrived, but King Yu, who was bound by chains on Tiandi Mountain, can already see that piece of heaven and earth from a distance. After all, to be honest, the world beyond ten directions Boring and boring, or black.

Or it's black with a bit of red in it.

Sometimes, in the fog of this time and space, you can see the morning sun and sunset emanating from the small worlds. The result is that the colors in the black are colorful and dazzling.

But at this moment, seeing the great barren sky outside, King Yu took a deep breath.

This is comfortable.

With the sound of the collision of time and space, Tiandi Mountain and the edge of the Great Wilderness brushed past, this sacred mountain beyond ten directions, naturally impossible to truly enter the Great Wilderness World, but will cross the edge of the Great Wilderness plane, like two. The intersection of the road and the curve.

When crossing the Great Desolate Plane, the two sides are theoretically infinitely close and can see each other.

King Yu could see the Great Wilderness. .

He can also be seen from this position in the northwest corner of the Great Wilderness.

When the entire Tiandi Mountain passed the Great Wilderness, the speed naturally slowed down, and the distance from the Great Wilderness was so close that King Yu could feel the kind of wind that fell on him. The wind was carrying birdsong and flowers, and the human race should be the same now. Live well in a similar place.

A low exclamation was heard in the ear.

Yu opened his eyes lazily, as if he had been deflated for a long time, and looked at the sky and the earth with greedy and fascinated eyes, and finally looked at the densely packed gods outside. This mountain was the tenth time I came here, but In the past, there were far fewer gods and powerhouses watching the ceremony than there are today.

Dressed in luxurious and complicated clothes, surrounded by the bright moon, the graceful-looking concubine sat on the chariot of the gods. This divine chariot could have been dragged and driven by twelve bright moons. It was an artifact used by Chang Xi to patrol the three realms of the sky. King Yu knew this. Women's thoughts, the shame of the Protoss must be washed away.

From the other side's standpoint, this is something that should not be questioned.

Although Di Jun has a good relationship with himself, it is a personal relationship, and as the emperor of heaven, Di Jun also needs to establish his prestige by the death of the enemy. In any case, this is something that the rulers will inevitably do.

Just like as a human race, he will never succumb to Di Jun.

That's how they stand with each other.

Shame, only blood can wash away!

The hunchbacked old man stood next to King Yu, looking at everything in this great wasteland, and pointing out to King Yu who the gods were watching over there, one by one, all of them were famous and surnamed existences in the great wasteland, or they were great gods with incomparably powerful supernatural powers. Or the descendants of the big clan forces.

"There is the descendant of the **** Siyou, and their family is born to be able to control the ghost."

"And there, that's a giant... that's the powerhouse of the Thunder Daze clan in the East China Sea."

All the gods of the gods were stern, exuding a solemn and domineering air.

As the gods who have defeated all races and ascended to the sky, they are undoubtedly powerful.

If it is not strong, the human race will not be forced to survive all the dynasties, denying its opponents, but also denying themselves. These gods and descendants of the major clans from the new era raised their heads and looked at them. Looking at King Yu, the legendary opponent of Emperor Jun, he held his breath.

There is the regret of watching the legend come to an end, and there is also a sense of pride.

Yu could see this feeling of pride, and somehow he didn't understand.

I don't understand, his opponent is obviously Di Jun, how can these guys whose ancestors were killed by him have such a glorious appearance?

Chang Xi raised his eyes and looked at the man whose limbs and waist were bound by huge chains.

Five rounds of huge sun floating dust, the world is hot and bright.

Chang Xi stood up from the car and looked at Yu with an equal attitude.

King Yu knew that this was for the dignity of the Protoss.

Therefore, corresponding to each other, they also symbolize the dignity of the human race.

There was a heroic smile on the corner of his mouth, the chains whistled slightly, and he was dragged by Qi. He raised his head, obviously like a prisoner, but with such an air, he turned out to be like a graceful tyrant, sitting on his throne. On the top, overlooking the audience of the rebel ministers.

Ping natural disasters, Zhen Gonggong, Tushan Union, all nations come to the DPRK!

Casting nine tripods, splitting mountains and seas, fighting for thousands of miles, only the emperor is the enemy.

Such a heroic and incomparable person, there is only such a person in five thousand years.

An uproar.

The spirits of the gods were suppressed.

He lowered his head unconsciously.

Many protoss formed a simple formation, and at this time, they were only able to compete with the proud king who was alone. Chang Xi stared deeply at King Yu, and slowly pressed his white and slender palm, twelve rounds. The bright moon appeared in the sky, and the remaining Yuan Chen assisted.

After a lot of hard work, for the dignity of the Protoss, King Yu must die here.

This is also what Di Jun acquiesced to,

It's just that she didn't know Di Jun's other request. Although she didn't understand it, she still chose to obey. She raised her hand.

A man stepped forward slowly and said, "Leiyun Daze, I respectfully send off King Yu."

Although it was a congratulatory farewell, the murderous intention was not diminished. Thunder's divine power violently rose and fell on the sword. The sky was like the roar of a fierce beast. The most tyrannical force in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations.

"Siyou's vein, with long life and death, here, I respectfully send off King Yu."

A woman crossed her hands, and the aura of life and death emerged.

"Longshan Sanze, I respectfully send King Yu..."

"Send King Yu"

"Send King Yu..."

"deliver…"

Accompanied by a low voice, divine power communicated with all things in the world. King Yu looked at the range of hundreds or even thousands of miles in front of him. , he suddenly understood what Di Jun was thinking, and burst out laughing.

You are wearing armor and fighting here with a sharp blade.

Therefore, it shouldn't be like dying on a sick bed, and the true spirit should not be scattered.

Soldiers should die on the battlefield.

As a friend, I have had the last drink.

As a mortal enemy, you should give the other party the most dignified, vast and grand death.

So neither friend nor enemy has any regrets.

"Hahaha, okay, Di Jun, you are a good friend!"

King Yu burst into laughter: "I accept your love!"

He widened his eyes and glared at the scene that was doomed to destroy him, without the slightest weakness, while the old man beside him couldn't bear to turn his head away, Chang Xi looked deeply at the combination of courage and heroism, almost as good as his husband The emperor of the human race raised his palm heavily and paused.

A noise suddenly broke the perfection and coordination of this formation at this time.

The arrow, like a streamer, shot out, pointing directly at Chang Xi. The imperial concubine raised her hand and grabbed the arrow. The white and slender palm was actually cut by the arrow's blade, and golden fluid flowed out. Divine blood, and at the same time, two arrows were shot out.

An arrow hit the chain in front, and the whistling sound was clear.

Another arrow pierced directly through the brow of the Daze general. The latter spurted blood from his mouth and fell on his back in disbelief. King Yu froze, and a chilling and **** smell seemed to penetrate directly. His soul and the long-lost sense of fighting made his true spirit freeze.

Chill!

One after another, they looked at the place where the arrow was shot.

Whoa!

The **** general, who is known as the **** general who came out of the chiseled teeth, suddenly opened the clothes of which clan style he belonged to, and then he lifted the mysterious robe covering him. The clothes with luxurious lines fell on the ground. Holding a steel-like war bow in his hand, he was carrying a dense array of arrows on his back, and the sharp edges of the arrows exuded a dazzling cold light.

On the left and the right of his waist, he carried two long swords.

It was an ordinary human race, standing proudly among the gods, with dark eyes, but it was like burning charcoal.

King Yu struggled violently.

"deep?!"

"How will you be here?!"

"who is it?!"

"He, he came in with the pocket card of the chisel?!"

"Wait, he, he's the one who killed Chisel?!"

There was a moment of silence, followed by a chill.

Wei Yuan looked at the old friend who lost his obsession, like the black-haired and heroic young man who was looking down on the high wall of the Tu Shan family. The eyes of the two met, a little strange, but familiar.

Yuan grinned and said, "Hey, Si Wenming."

He said, "I'm here to find you."

It's like when I went out in the mountains and seas before, I said that I was going there and said:

"Hey, Yu, where are we going this time?"

After he finished speaking, he pulled out two swords, opened his mouth, faced the formation of the gods and generals, and broke out a roar that suppressed all the voices, and King Yu also struggled violently and roared: "What are you doing?! Hurry! Hurry!"

He recognized the familiar true spirit almost instantly, recognized the opponent's strength, and said anxiously: "You are not their opponent, hurry up!"

Here is the Great Wilderness.

There are countless gods and masters of the Great Wilderness.

There are even twelve Taiyins here, and there is the imperial concubine Changxi.

And they have only one opponent, a half-human half-god, and they are in charge of the human race that is not in the mountains. In an instant, many **** races are killed, and the majestic divine power rushes into the sky, leaving a trail of traces in the sky. Yuan shook his hands and wrists, and the long sword roared.

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He originally planned to see the situation of Dayu, but now, now he has changed his mind, even if Dayi told him that he would never be able to step into Tiandi Mountain, with their strength, they would not be able to break time and space, and forcefully cross the fate and Life and death, walking into the ten directions, but there are also things that only he can do.

The swordsmanship of the peak of the human race pierced through the abdomen of a divine general almost instantly and swept across it violently.

That **** will be beheaded directly lazily.

Wei Yuan's back was pierced by a spear-like mythical power.

Gritting his teeth and turning around, the **** will be directly stepped on the temple, Wei Yuan threw his right hand, the long sword flew out, jumped back into the air, grabbed with his right hand, and the four arrows were directly placed on the bowstring, Dayi's archery Basics, burst out.

At the same time, four masters who were born in the bloodline of their own gods were directly pierced through their hearts.

It fell like a fallen leaf.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to take arrows and kept shooting them. His bow was a creation that brought together all the wisdom and the highest technology in the world. But he is not Dayi after all, there are those gods who are tyrannical and defensive, and forcibly resist the arrows with the power of mountain gods.

He kept approaching Wei Yuan, trying to surround him.

In the end, the best way to deal with the archers succeeded in besieging Wei Yuan.

The gods roared and smashed with their weapons. The bow in Wei Yuan's palm was finally pulled off. He dropped the steel bow in his hand and pulled out two swords with his backhand. Mang hacked out.

Golden blood, howls and roars, howls of fear.

There are even decapitated heads.

Wei Yuan only felt that his heart was beating heavily, and there seemed to be a beast hidden in the palm of his hand holding the sword, the blood was boiling hot, he beheaded the enemy, the sword in his palm shattered, he took out the Chang'an sword with his backhand, and when he killed one person again, the divine general Roaring with rage, he was so powerful that he took a step forward, causing the Chang'an Sword to stab even more.

He stretched out his hands and turned into blue-green dragon claws, directly locking Wei Yuan's shoulders.

The power is huge, far surpassing Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan struggled violently, his back was slashed in a staggered way, he snorted, blood was fierce, and his clothes were stained, but instead he aroused a fierce aura, roared, his right foot suddenly lifted, and he directly stepped on the chest of the enemy in front of him. , stomping on it directly from the wound.

Pulling out the Chang'an sword, he dragged a man's head with his left hand, dripping with blood.

Countless enemies around.

With blood dripping from his body, Chang Xi was furious and ordered the gods to encircle him.

"kill him!"

And King Yu also wanted to struggle, but couldn't do it, he could only say angrily: "Go, what are you doing?!" No response was received, only the potter who had to be protected by himself in his memory was seen. He slashed among the gods like crazy, more and more blood on the sword, and more and more wounds on his body.

In the end, the two gods directly hugged him by the waist regardless of life and death. The hands and legs holding the sword were all controlled by the divine beast manifested by the body, and the potter still moved forward like a madman. , like an ant being pulled, but this scene was exceptionally heroic, and then he raised his head, looked at the white-haired friend, and shouted with all his strength:

"King Yu, Si Wen Ming!"

"You give me live, live!"

Wei Yuan has reached the limit, and he can't even take a half step closer, but he is still struggling to convey his voice: "Hold on, we must continue to hold on, we are still waiting for you, I will come to save you. !"

"I will definitely come to save you!"

The man surrounded by the gods shouted like crazy.

"Live! You must hold on!"

The sword in his palm was broken, leaving only the Chang'an sword. At this time, the Chang'an sword was far more convenient than all weapons. It was covered in blood and blocked between the Great Wilderness and Tiandi Mountain, leaving only the back for King Yu to watch. , raised his hand and broke the arrows and weapons pierced into his body, panting violently, his body trembled, and the palm holding the sword was like cast iron, extremely tragic.

He pulled out the pierced weapon and threw it on the ground, dripping with blood.

The young potter of that year rolled his eyes and said:

"When you come back, I'll cook for you."

King Yu stared blankly at the blood-stained back, and before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.

Five thousand years ago, on Mount Kunlun.

The man who had attended the coronation ceremony of the five emperors of Xuanyuanqiu was covered in blood, and grinned at the potter who lost his memory.

'Hey, Yuan. ’

He said:

'I'm here to save you. ’

"I'm here to see you!"

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