The last million Xuanyang troops who had been longing for a long time roared and looked at their commander with feverish eyes. Above the sky, Li Xuanyang was covered in armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed. His whole body was burned with golden fire, and the burning eyes were projected onto everyone.
On the body.
"exist!"
Millions of troops roared together.
"The whole army attacks and destroys Qingyun!!"
boom--
When Li Xuanyang turned around and took the lead to rush towards the Blue Sky Ten Thousand Swords barrier, the millions of Xuanyang troops behind him were completely ignited. The sea of fire burst into flames, and the fire waves soared into the sky like a tsunami, like densely packed flame devils rushing down from the mountains.
Buzz buzz——
Wherever the army went, the land was scorched and the trees were burned!
When Li Yunxi saw this scene, she had to sigh. This guy was very unruly and had coveted her body since she was a child. But on the real battlefield, his bravery was reliable. This kind of bravery would indeed cause some damage to himself.
, but, to the enemy, he is even more of a nightmare, because he kills and sets fire without mercy. It is this kind of person who is more likely to become the first war hero!
"The last million will definitely be a heavy blow that breaks the balance. War is not just about confrontation, but also about psychology."
If the whole army attacked from the beginning, the psychological expectations of Qingyun soldiers would be different from now. Now, they thought they had hope to hold on, but suddenly suffered a heavy blow. It is unimaginable to have such a psychological collapse.
Thinking of this, Li Yunxi recalled the tragic defeat at the Ten Thousand Dragons Mountain. The eyes of a person as gentle and beautiful as her were filled with bloody flames.
"Sun Wan Zong, starting from today, it's time for you to pay a heavier price!"
She knew that the Order Celestial Clan was determined this time and would never be merciful again.
Not only because tens of millions of people died in the war, but also because the person Emperor Zun loved most died in Wan Zong and died in the hands of Long Wanying.
And today, Long Wanying came here.
"I never thought that you would come here to die. In this case, dedicating you to the Emperor will definitely make him very happy, right?"
She knew that Emperor Zun had not smiled for a long, long time.
Buzz!
Li Yunxi followed the army and pressed towards the battlefield.
She looked at the man burning with golden fire in front of her.
She knew that this was just his son, and perhaps only inherited one percent of his domineering and martial prowess. Even so, he could still be intoxicating at times.
She knew that she would never let him look at her again in her entire life.
"Give him Long Wanying, will he look at me once, even just once..."
She doesn't think she's weird.
In the Lingjie tribe, there is no woman who does not love Emperor Zun.
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A battlefield where blood and fire collide, and life and death fights are everywhere.
"Hold on, hold on!"
No one knows where the future is, they only know that they cannot fall.
As long as you hold on, there will be hope of survival.
The key is not that you survive, but that the people and home behind you can survive.
For this reason, millions of Qingyun warriors have tried their best. There is only blood in their eyes. Many people have lost their hands and feet, suffered numerous injuries, and are still struggling for their lives.
"They also had many casualties, but we can hold on!"
"If they can't attack anymore, they have no choice but to withdraw their troops!"
"Brothers, never give up, never... kneel down this time, your descendants will never stand up again!"
The dawn of hope, even if it seems like a candle, will be extinguished at any time, but because it is the only hope, it can support everyone.
However, just as the candle burned brighter, a sudden change occurred.
Boom boom boom——
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the front, and the battlefield boiled again. Many Qingyun warriors raised their heads and saw in despair that there were actually dense armies of consciousness rushing into the battlefield.
They couldn't see how many people there were, only that there were more than a million.
These millions of people were like a hurricane, coming with a sudden blow, directly extinguishing the hope candle in the hearts of the stubborn Qingyun soldiers. At that moment, too many people fell into despair, with blood and tears in their eyes, and even cried.
sound.
No human heart is made of iron.
Anyone would be disappointed.
Especially when you have been struggling for a long time and are about to see the light of day, you suddenly face a fatal blow.
All previous efforts turned out to be in vain in the face of the cruel reality.
At this time, psychological collapse is unpredictable.
Many Qingyun warriors were stunned for a moment. In front of the boiling torrent of flames, they felt for an instant that they were as fragile as cotton. They were completely vulnerable to the burning of the flames.
"kill--!!!"
"Today is the death anniversary of Qingyun Continent!"
"From now on, this territory belongs to our Order Celestial Clan. You are all slaves and only deserve to live!"
"Admit defeat, collapse! Cry! Scream! Only in this way can you vent the fear in your hearts towards our Order Celestial Clan!"
"Remember! On this sun, only my Order Celestial Clan is worthy of being called a superior race. All of you and other sects are all inferior pigs and dogs!"
"Hahaha--"
All these words come from Li Xuanyang!
He has no scruples at all. He is arrogant, domineering, and crushing. He is as high as the God of the Sun. Every word is like a heavy hammer, hitting the psychological defense of Qingyun Warrior.
"Today, I, Li Xuanyang, want to let you bunch of inferior pigs and dogs understand that you are vulnerable and we are unstoppable! You are born low and we are supreme! Your souls are low and we will inherit them forever!!"
He never hesitates to laugh, nor does he hide his arrogance. This is his style. Under his ridicule, the Order Celestial Clan army becomes even more enthusiastic. Everyone laughs in anger, which makes them more like burning flames.
Devils, they are like a 'carnivorous' race, and the Qingyun people are like 'grazing' sheep. In front of the lion, there is nothing else they can do except flee, scream, and watch their relatives and friends being eaten by the other side.
What?
The intimidation of this million-strong back-up force did have the effect Li Xuanyang wanted. He was a ruthless man. If he did not send out all his troops at the beginning, this would indeed lead to heavy losses for the vanguard and stubborn resistance. But once the opponent has hope,
, if his hope is extinguished, he can take over the Qingyun Continent as quickly as possible and become famous among the Order Celestial Clan!
Only ruthless people are not afraid of losses.
On the contrary, the Hidden Dragon Palace conspiracy planned by the Sun Emperor was afraid of losses, so Xuanyuan Dragon Sect found an opportunity to make a comeback. Li Xuanyang clearly saw this problem, so he was more ruthless than his father in this regard. At this moment,
When he stepped on the corpses of his compatriots from the Order Celestial Clan and killed them, he didn't frown at all.
"Trouble."
Looking at the millions of Xuanyang troops who finally swallowed up thousands of miles like tigers, Long Wanying, Gu Jian Qingshuang and Yun Tianque all understood that in front of this ruthless man's backhand, the confidence of Qingyun warriors was shattered, and they faced more than twice as many enemies at the same time.
The enemy will suffer an instant total collapse.
This kind of collapse cannot be stopped.
No matter what Gu Jian Qingshuang said at this time, it actually had no effect. His voice alone could not stop the charging roar of the opponent's million-strong army.
On the battlefield, a person's power is always limited, which made Long Wanying suddenly feel powerless. She was a smart person and naturally knew that before such a situation, even if the Holy Dragon Emperor arrived, it would be impossible for the Qingyun warriors to withstand this moment.
psychological breakdown.
He is as ruthless as Li Xuanyang, who has been mentally hinting at the end of Qingyun Continent.
In the entire Sun Ten Thousand Sects, no one can stop the fall of Green Soul Sword Peak, let alone the millions of people behind them who will die in the anger of the Order Celestial Clan.
At that moment, time seemed to have stopped. Even she was possessed and shed tears for this land. This kind of pain was unimaginable unless she had experienced it personally.
In front of her eyes appeared the people she loved, her husband, her son, Yang Ce who protected her until death, and a child she cared about day and night.
"Destiny, see you in the next life."
"Brother Xuan, Yang Ce, and Tian'er... I'm here to find you."
Together with her companion beast Shenlong, she flew into the air with a roar, rushed in front of the Qingyun warrior army, and looked death in the face. Faced with an army of millions, she chose to die in this battle.
"Everyone, even if you die, you still have to leave no regrets."
In front of the million-strong army, her voice was weak. As the White Dragon Emperor, she could not stop the Xuanyang army's overwhelming momentum.
Even if her death had some effect, she would have no regrets.
With her status as a supporter, she can indeed move many Qingyun warriors.
The Kowloon Imperial Army supported by the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect played a major role. A team of tens of thousands of people all harnessed the divine dragons and crashed into the million-strong army like moths flying into the flame.
This scene was written into the eyes of countless sentient beings in Qingyun Continent and became the eternal memory of a clan.
However, this cannot change the fate of the weak being defeated and conquered.
All the blood cannot save the humbleness of the weak.
No matter how heroic you are, you can only move others, just move them.
Most of the time, being moved has no effect.
Faced with such moths flying into the flame, Li Xuanyang laughed out loud on the spot when he saw the longed-for Long Wanying and knew in his heart that she was the culprit who killed Li Wushuang.
"Unexpectedly, there is also a big gift package."
He thought, today must be his lucky day.
There is no one on this planet who can stop him from becoming the representative of Emperor Zun's son.
His blood boiled and burned, and he let out a thunderous roar, expressing his long-repressed mood. As the son of the Emperor, he longed to have a reputation comparable to that of the Sun Emperor in the future. That is the real Sun Emperor!
When his anger reached its peak, Long Wanying was already very close to him.
He smelled prey.
Qingyun Continent smells the smell of death.
At this doomed moment, a golden-black light fell from the sky and inserted itself between Long Wanying and Li Xuanyang.
Thump thump!
Ten huge consciousness swords flew into the air, pointing at the millions of Xuanyang troops.
In an instant, the burning battlefield of blood and fire became deathly silent.