The battle flag is scary.

Some of them are dilapidated, bearing traces of time and dust of time and space.

They were thrown out of the space-time channel by their master and inserted somewhere in the Three Thousand Realms of Chaos, transmitting their unparalleled power to the outside world and recounting the immortal achievements in prehistory.

This is so scary, all souls are shaking!

It's just a battle flag, but so what?

It was as if the real Lord of the Starry Sky had descended here, with unpredictable power and terrifying power, sweeping across tens of billions of miles of starry sky. It was as if the Tiger King in the most primitive jungle had circled the territory, declaring its sovereignty, and no one dared to offend it.

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In the divine court.

Wuji is full of rotten energy, not because he is about to live long or because his fate is about to end, but because he has been severely injured.

It was a starry sky master named Huang Quan who made Wuji almost die. If Qimeng hadn't risked his life to save him, he would definitely have died and would not have survived until now.

At this time, an evil, vicious and strange Qi has been harassing and entangled in his bone marrow, walking in his Tao.

"cough……"

Wuji coughed lightly, and black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He stood up lonely and staggered for a few steps. When he walked out of the hut, his figure was as tall and tall as a mountain again, and he walked calmly and like a dragon or a tiger.

Wuji reached the highest floating island.

This belongs to Lin Fan.

But now the building is empty.

This is a forbidden area, and so far only he can enter.

"Brother Lin, I seem to have experienced one thousandth of your hardship."

Wuji coughed one after another. When he arrived here, he stopped pretending and took off all his clothes. He leaned tiredly under a flower tree, with black and foul-smelling pus and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You alone have supported the Divine Court for thousands of years without falling, but how long can I support it? But I really can't support it anymore."

Wuji was murmuring. He looked at the statue erected by the people in the divine court. It was lifelike, so vivid and vivid, as if Lin Fan had really arrived here. The heavy halberd in his hand pointed forward, as if he would immediately shoot out a halberd and sweep across the world.

enemy.

In fact, if someone who is proficient in the power of faith comes here, they will find that this statue is very different. There are wisps of white mist passing through it, which makes this statue even more extraordinary and extraordinary.

Every moment, every minute, every second, countless crystal-white power of faith comes from all over the starry sky and wraps around the statue, as if to bring the golden statue to life.

"Brother Lin, I know you are still alive. Maybe you are wandering outside the era again. Can you hear the call of your hundreds of millions of subordinates and believers? They asked you to return... and asked you to protect Shenting Yongchang."

Wuji whispered, looking very tired and his face turned sallow.

"Husband, if you can't hold on, why don't we go and fight to the death together?"

This is Hua Mengxue, with the brightest smile and the most tragic words.

Wuji looked at Hua Mengxue and cleared the ground beside him with his sleeve robe: "Come and sit."

Hua Mengxue came slowly, sat in the green grass, and then leaned gently on Wuji's shoulder, murmuring: "My husband, he is a great hero who is indomitable. He should not die alone, he should die with great vigor."

, he shocked the stars during his lifetime, and even after his death, he dominates the underworld."

Wuji chuckled: "What do you mean by shocking the stars? The strength is still too weak; Brother Lin can't do anything that he can't do, and he can't fight the enemies from all directions at once with a single sword."

Hua Mengxue was slightly silent and said: "A person like Brother Lin may only be born once in a lifetime, but at least in my heart, my husband is greater than him."

Wuji laughed at himself.

"Let's go, the Lord of the Starry Sky is gradually returning. It's not good for you to be away from the battlefield for a long time." Hua Mengxue gently wiped the blood from the corner of Wuji's mouth.

Wuji nodded, then looked at Lin Fan's statue and sighed: "I know you are not dead, but where are you? Have you seen your divine court and your brother is suffering? Have you heard many of your subordinates and believers?

You are crying, but have you seen all the people you cherish crying with blood and tears? Why haven't you returned yet?"

The statue flickered slightly, maybe it was just the power of faith, and no one cared.

Of course, it is impossible for anyone to discover that there is a torrent of power of faith pouring in from outside the Nine Heavens. No one realizes that this power of faith has deceived the heaven and earth, fooled all living beings, and rushed into this statue.

"My injuries...maybe my life will end with me."

Wuji smiled: "I have nothing else to ask for. Firstly, I want to die on the battlefield. Secondly, I want you, mother and son, to be safe and happy for a lifetime."

"Everything is hopeful."

Hua Mengxue's heart suddenly tightened and she said, "If it's Xiao Xi or Lin Fan who comes back, your injuries will mean nothing."

"Yes, it's only a minor injury for me if either his father or daughter is here, but...where are they?" Wuji was very open-minded.

I don’t place my hopes on anyone, and I don’t have any confidence in life or death.

Hua Mengxue was also silent.

If the father and daughter were here, how could there be so many casualties in the Divine Court?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, just to the east of the Shenting Galaxy, a mushroom cloud bigger than the starry sky rose into the sky.

At the top of the mushroom cloud, two figures were vaguely visible -

She has a peerless appearance, but at this moment her face is full of murderous intent, her snow-white dress is flying, splitting the sky, and she is making fist seals to suppress and move forward.

Those hands were white and delicate, as if they were masterpieces carefully crafted by the most incredible master for countless years. They were so beautiful and beautiful.

This is a dream.

Another person was born with devil horns.

It's very ugly, the devil horns are like two big bull's horns stuck in his head.

But it was too terrifying. There was a long roar, and countless stars fell down, and then tens of thousands of Dao me attacked and killed Qimeng.

"This is...the little devil?"

Wuji's pupils shrank sharply.

I knew something big had happened!

The person Qimeng is fighting and fighting with is a famous starry sky lord.

This man is famous for his bloodthirsty and cruelty.

Even if the other starry sky masters dominate a generation, their contemporaries can still survive and show off different styles.

But this man was different. He killed all the outstanding people of his era and directly caused the dazzling era of his era to wither.

"not good!"

Hua Mengxue also exclaimed: "Qimeng is no match! But what about Kunpeng Star Master and the others?"

"What a rat!"

At this moment, Star Lord Kunpeng roared ferociously, his figure covered the sky and the sun, his wings spread out a million miles away, and countless big stars could only rotate under his wings.

With a roar, he flapped his wings, and countless big stars were rolled up like clay pills; they turned into a torrent of stars and killed them straight ahead.

But this terrifying attack was swallowed alive by a sudden large mouth.

"Kunpeng, you didn't expect that I wasn't dead, right?"

A cold voice sounded.

"It's you! It's you! You're really not dead! You're really not dead!"
Chapter completed!