Whoosh!

Among the high mountains, a group of broken Qingsongjia staggered forward.

Nangong Shuo, the leader of the Zhuxie Guard, took the lead, holding a large flag, and led the team back to the "Zhuxie Guard Burial Ground" hidden deep in the mountain.

After placing the Anxi flag in front of the monument, Nangong Shuo's face immediately turned gloomy, and he slowly sat down with his back against the flagpole.

The moment he sat down, more than a hundred green pine armors behind him shattered into pieces, and armor pieces covered with knife marks were scattered everywhere.

Naturally, all the evil-killing guards back then have died long ago, and it is impossible for the spirit to leave the body and survive for a hundred years.

The three hundred green pine armors that had just joined the battlefield were only caused by Nangong Shuo's Taoism, which evoked the wisps of obsessions left in the tomb, and then combined with the power of his own soul to recreate the Hundred Battles Heroic Guard of the past.

The evil-killing guards a hundred years ago failed to complete their mission and witnessed the collapse of the dynasty with their own eyes, and then perished in exile. Everyone was unwilling to accept it before their death, leaving their obsession in the tomb.

A hundred years later, he insisted on joining the war, witnessed the death of an evil spirit, drank the blood of immortal gods, and finally got his wish and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Nangong Shuo is actually about to die, and all his energy and energy have been used to recreate this blue-armored evil-killing guard.

Now that the war is over, his energy is exhausted, and his life is coming to an end.

He is a Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal, so it stands to reason that he will be able to leave his body and look for his next reincarnation immediately.

But Nangong Shuo didn't die. He gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and looked up at the fire dragons all over the sky extinguished one by one.

He is waiting for the final outcome. Only when the real victory comes can he leave with peace of mind...

In the air, Gao Hanqing's figure surged forward, rushing for seventy miles, but accidentally fell into a heavy siege.

Roar! The hot wind was scorching, and a flame dragon flew behind him, about to bite him.

Gao Han Qingxin moved forward and used the "Nine Sky-Destroying Swords" to attack the front, deciding to trade injuries for time and forcefully carve out a bloody path.

As a result, Zhang Xianke flew up instantly, swung his spears, and knocked the flame dragon away, saving Gao Hanqing.

"Ahem." The old man suddenly exerted too much force, and the wound that had been cut by the general burst open again.

"Zhang Shuai!" Gao Hanqing was startled and quickly helped him fall to the ground.

"It's okay, I can't die." Zhang Xianke put his gun on the ground, stood up again, and looked up at the sky full of flame dragons.

"The mission is important, I will cut off the rear for you."

"This decisive battle has finally been fought to the last moment, and we cannot fall short."

Gao Hanqing gritted his teeth and said, "Take care, Zhang Shuai!" After saying that, he flew up again.

Zhang Xianke raised his two spears, stopped a dozen flame dragons, and roared:

"The warriors of the Tang Dynasty are not only of the Anxi lineage!"

"My pair of guns once shocked the five levels back then!"

The barrel of the gun swept like a giant python, and the shadow of the gun flew like autumn leaves, repelling more than a dozen flame dragons, and successfully made Gao Hanqing escape...

In the Liao Kingdom, one hundred thousand Northern Plains cavalry went south and successfully captured Changping, the capital of Liao. Before they could figure out their next move, they witnessed a shocking battle in the south.

Strange phenomena in the heaven and earth emerged one after another, and the gods and immortals fell one after another. Then, in the black fire that filled the sky, there was an invincible sword that divided the heaven and the earth and chopped down the god of reincarnation.

The Beiyuan people had completely lost all thoughts of robbing the treasure, and asked Uwe tremblingly:

"Chanyu, we are definitely on the side of Tang, right?"

"We haven't seen any envoys from the Tang Army coming to contact us either. Isn't this just wishful thinking on your part?"

Uwei scolded with a dark face: "What kind of wishful thinking? I have had a secret connection with Mr. Song for a long time. You can just lead the troops with peace of mind."

Having said that, he was also a little uneasy. After all, he had not received any commitment from Song Yun. He was afraid that after the war, people would think of the grievances of the past and seek to settle accounts with the Beiyuan people.

Soon, a man in white robe flew from the south.

The people in Beiyuan thought that Song Yun was coming, so they quickly lined up outside the city, dismounted their horses and kowtowed.

Although they were rebellious, they also admired the strong. After seeing Song Yun's sword skills, they were completely convinced and had no intention of resisting anymore.

Only Uwei was stunned for a moment, "No, this doesn't seem to be Mr. Song..."

It was Yin Han who quickly flew over, threw the more than a hundred flags he carried to Uwei, left a "flag" message, and hurriedly flew away again.

Uwe held up a big flag and when he saw the blood-red writing on it, he straightened his back and instantly felt confident:

"Did you see it? This is the flag of Anxi, the flag of Mr. Song!"

"Now do you know which side we, Kitahara, are on?"

The cavalry were surprised and delighted, and gathered around to flatter him enthusiastically.

"Chan Yu Yingming!"

…

In Jingguo, Bai Yingqi, who has always been scolded as the "Running Lord", did not participate in this war. It was not until the news of King Jingyi's death came that he walked out of the Bai Mansion and stared blankly at the vision of heaven and earth in the south.

"It turns out that the troubled times for hundreds of years have been controlled by demons and ghosts... so everything makes sense."

"The king has always been rational, but in recent years he has become militaristic and unreasonable. It seems that he has been controlled for a long time."

Bai Yingqi touched a purple jade pendant on his chest, "Fortunately, I have this jade pendant to protect my soul. It is said to be a treasure made by the Evil Execution Guard back then, so I can stay awake and rational."

At this time, the phoenix's cry spread throughout the country for nine days, and a heroic woman in red armor rode a fire phoenix and flew with great momentum.

She waved her hand, and hundreds of flags flew down behind her and were planted in various towns in Jingguo.

With a quick glance, he discovered the last venerable person in Jingguo.

"You know what to do?"

Bai Yingqi smiled bitterly and nodded: "I know."

"That's good."

After saying that, the red-armored woman rode the fire phoenix and continued to move forward.

Soon a general came over angrily and reported:

"Venerable Bai, that woman in the sky actually planted a big flag with the word 'Anxi' in our Jingguo. It's such a shame and humiliation. It's such a shame and humiliation!"

Bai Yingqi sighed: "If you lose, you have to admit it. After a hundred years of troubled times, so many people have died, all because they refused to admit defeat and were unwilling to accept defeat. How sad."

"This..." The generals were stunned for a moment.

Bai Yingqi just waved his hand, "pass the order, the defenders from all over the country will protect the flag, and no one is allowed to remove it or destroy it!"

"Jingguo has lost this war. What we have to do is to prevent the people of Jingguo from dying as much as possible, so that your descendants can live in a peaceful and prosperous age!"

The generals all fell into silence. The war has continued until now, and Jingguo's soldiers and people really don't want to fight anymore.

But when they suddenly heard Bai Yingqi give this order, they were both a little confused and a little relieved.

"Finally no need to fight..."

After getting rid of the control of demons and demons, the top leaders of various countries also regained their senses and successively made the wisest decisions - to accept defeat and stop this war.

Do the last bit of good deeds for humanity and the world.

Plant the flag and protect the flag.

At this moment, heaven and earth work together, all countries are united, and finally have a unified direction.

Someone died on the way to plant the flag, his whole body was burned by the flame dragon, but he passed the flag to the next generation.

There are people alive, leaning tiredly on the flagpole, quietly waiting for the final outcome.

Regardless of life or death, the wish is the same. This great wish forms an invisible force that rolls like a tide between heaven and earth, and even begins to reject the fusion of the reincarnation god.

No matter how powerful the Samsara God is, he can't stop so many people and can only retreat steadily.

One after another, the flame dragons were defeated and destroyed amidst the unwilling roars.

Soon, blood flags were planted all over the world, and countless "Anxi" finally fluttered in the wind!
Chapter completed!