The fighting was still going on vigorously, and the soldiers were all fighting with all their strength.
Black-armored troops are constantly falling from the sky, and some are directly self-destructing or simply burning their longevity in exchange for temporary protection.
Extreme cultivation to interpret the meaning of his life.
Those fallen lives were still full of vitality one moment, and have already entered reincarnation the next moment, waiting for the next rebirth.
I think about every fallen life, which one was not at the pinnacle of the family or sect, and gained the honor of entering the Tianyuan Sect, thinking that one day, I will practice cultivation and become the lintel of the Light Gate.
Unexpectedly, he had already joined the Black Armored Army without any ambition. Fortunately, this was an extremely glorious thing, but it coincided with a war that was rare to see in a thousand years.
I don’t know who I fight for or who I die for. Although it is best for a man to die on the battlefield, there is that person who is really willing to die and abandon his parents and relatives at home.
People always have bad intentions. If you want to kill me, I will kill you first.
Therefore, the sergeants on the county capital side were killed particularly brutally. In addition, there were more enemies and fewer enemies. Although they had no command, it could be said that the Luo City Black Armored Army, commanded by Wuming, killed countless people.
"Avenge the general."
Such shouts are uttered from the mouths of every monk who self-destructs and burns longevity, and is shouted out by every small group attacking Wuming.
His indescribable sadness and generosity make people feel a sense of respect.
Because Luocheng had Wu Ming, they did not give in at all. This was a fierce battle. More than half of the people on the county capital side were killed or injured, while only a few thousand on the Luocheng side were left.
In a forest a hundred miles away from the fighting battlefield, a purple ball of light quickly passed over towering ancient trees.
After the purple ball of light, there is a red shadow following closely behind. The red shadow is a woman. The woman has a solemn face and strong murderous intent. The target is the purple ball of light in front of her.
However, there is always a certain distance between the two, and even if the woman uses the teleportation technique of a Nascent Soul monk, she cannot pursue the purple ball of light.
The purple ball of light seemed to possess some strange magic weapon, and it was extremely fast, almost comparable to a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
If you examine it carefully, you can find that there is a dark gray afterimage surrounding the purple ball of light. It can be vaguely observed that the afterimage seems to be a dragon shadow, and it has an extremely murderous dragon shadow.
Wrapped under the dragon's shadow is an unattractive man. The man is dressed in purple and covered with purple mist. His eyes are slightly closed and he is sitting cross-legged.
There is an exquisite jade pendant in front of him. There are all kinds of strange symbols on the jade pendant. However, it can be seen that there are two strange beasts on the front and back of the jade pendant, but it is blurry and it is impossible to tell what they are.
The young man surrounded by the jade pendant suddenly moved his fingers slightly, quickly opened his eyes, and suddenly moved forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist.
The purple mist suddenly became brighter, and traces of blood were scattered in the void.
Afterwards, Hongying raised his hand and touched the blood, sneered, and whispered: "I want to see how long you can run even if you are seriously injured."
The young man in the purple mist still crossed his legs, slightly stretched his face that was pale due to serious injuries, and revealed a faint bitter smile.
The young man whispered: "Is it possible that I will die in the hands of this idiot today?"
"...No, she is not an idiot, but very smart. She did that deliberately so that Wuming could ignore her and kill me with the help of Wuming."
"But why did he want to kill me? Did the old man in red mean it? But that doesn't make sense. If the old man in red wants to do it, there are many opportunities."
Young people can never think about it again, because the speed can no longer be improved, and it is getting closer and closer to the red shadow behind them.
Hongying sneered and drank: "Master Su, stop quickly, you and I talk about it."
The young man snorted, grabbed some elixir, and tried to restore some cultivation in the forest mouth to continue to escape.
The red shadow showed a trace of disdain, quickly decided in his hand, and a red light flew out.
A hot feeling rushed to the youth. The youth face was difficult, and the red light was fast. It was about to hit the heart of the youth.
The youth hummed lightly and turned into a shadow flashed red light, but the red light seemed to be like a bone, and followed the young man tightly.
Suddenly, the gray shadow surrounding the young man rushed to the red light, and the red light suddenly dissipated, but the gray shadow was not very good, revealing the sluggishness. Young people couldn't help but hurt, and they waved their income storage bags.
Then, then
Without the help of gray shadow, the youth couldn't continue to fly, so he had to wait for the red shadow to come and let it slaughter.
The youth's eyes were exposed, and he suddenly turned around, and said sharply: "Honglan, what do you mean."
Hong Lan smiled and said, "Kill you."
Youth Leng said: "I said all, red kite ...."
Honglan grabbed the road: "It's not because of the red kite, and the red kite has nothing to do with me."
Young said: "I really don't understand, why so many people want to kill me, I am just a small monk who is not high."
Honglan replied: "There will always be a reason, but I won't tell you."
Youth said: "I'm going to die, don't you want to tell me?"
Hong Lan looked around and laughed: "You are naturally dead, but someone will hear it."
The youth watched it like not far away, slightly moving leaves, tall trees, without any abnormalities.
"Hong Lan, the first disciple of Tianyuanmen, is really not a name."
This sentence came at the leaf where the young man left.
The youth was suddenly happy, because he was extremely familiar with that voice, but wasn't Qin Yu?
The young man smiled slightly in the place where the voice appeared, without talking.
Following one of the green shadows coming from the sword, the young man was carrying a long sword, showing his black light, and a righteous color.
He smiled at the young man: "Su Fan, I haven't called it for a long time."
Su Fan said faintly: "It's been a long time? It's just yesterday."
Qin Yu said with a smile: "Let's go."
Hong Lan's face changed, and she drank: "Who asked you to go?"
Qin Yu still laughed: "Sister, Su Fan takes care of me, you should go to do things."
Hong Lan Shen said: "No."
Qin Yu's fingers suddenly decided, the sword flew into his hand, and drank: "Then you and I will decide the stay of me."
Hong Lan sarcastically said: "You two are useless together, not to mention that Su Fan's life will be absolutely."
Qin Yu's complexion sank, saying: "It is rumored that there are seven yuan in the infantile period in Tianyuanmen, but after the uncle Huang Yiyi was assassinated, a Yuan Ying monk was born.
The head is deliberately cultivated to prepare to take over as the yellow department.
If you want to come to Sister and Red Kite, it is the best candidate, but it seems that the sister is more savvy, which opportunity to get. "
Hong Lan laughed: "Indeed, you can know these things, you want to come to the elderly with the elderly in the green clothes."
Qin Yudao: "I am a disciple of the old man in the green department."
Honglan said casually: "Unfortunately, unfortunately, today's two outstanding people are about to die."
"Yeah?"
This voice was not spoken by Su Fan or Qin Yu, but came from the sky.