During this period of time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was busy arranging the formations in the Fusang Flower Island Region, or training the people of the 99th Battle Group, and had never been to the Fusang Flower Island Region at all.
As the saying goes, a day is like three autumns. They felt that they and Yu Wen Zhouyuan had not seen each other for a long, long time.
"Brother Zhou Yuan..." Nangong Dai called out, with a hint of surprise in her voice. Bai Suya was still so quiet and didn't like to compete with others. She didn't call Yuwen Zhouyuan, but there was something in her eyes.
Contains deep love.
"Dai'er, Suya..." Yuwen Zhouyuan also called out, and appeared in front of the two of them in a flash, opening his arms.
Nangong Dai stepped forward and threw herself into Yuwen Zhouyuan's arms, pressing her head tightly against Yuwen Zhouyuan's chest, closing her eyes slightly, feeling the warmth. Bai Suya was just about to take a step, but hesitated.
After a moment, she took back her steps. It wasn't that she didn't miss Yuwen Zhouyuan, but that she didn't want to compete with others.
Seeing Bai Suya's actions, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a step forward with Nangong Dai in his arms, and then stretched out his other arm to hold Bai Suya, who had tender eyes like water, in his arms.
Smelling the fragrance of the two girls' hair, he felt filled with emotion. There was nothing better than this in life, hugging each other and enjoying the blessings of everyone.
Fortunately, there were only two people. If there were a few more people, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not be able to hold them in his arms.
The love naturally grows deeper. After hugging the two women tightly for a while, Yuwen Zhouyuan disappeared with the two of them and appeared in the room in the pavilion.
In the hibiscus flower island area, upstream of the gurgling stream, Yang Liuqing, who was wearing a plain white dress, sighed slightly after seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan and the two girls disappear, with a hint of complexity in her eyes.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, the hibiscus tent warms the spring night, and the hibiscus flowers outside are full of romance. In the pavilion, in Yu Wen Zhouyuan's room, the spring feeling is strong, and the three of them are lost in a paradise of joy.
After a while, the two women panted slightly and rested their heads on Yuwen Zhouyuan's arms. Their blushing faces revealed a hint of shyness, as well as a delicate and flowery charm.
After a moment of tenderness, the two women closed their eyes and fell asleep quietly, with faint smiles on their faces, as if they were having a good dream. Yuwen Zhouyuan really wanted this moment to last forever, but at this time, he felt
The members of the 99th Chapter were already standing on the suspended island.
The masters of the 99th Chapter quietly looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's energy body. Surrounded by them were the corpses of their own teammates, or a certain part of the body, and a heavy breath was rippling.
on this small island.
Yuwen Zhouyuan very gently pulled out his arms from under the heads of the two women, then covered the two women with a thin silk quilt, kissed them lightly on the lips, and disappeared like a dragonfly touching water.
On the suspended island, Yuwen Zhouyuan's true body and the body formed by condensing spiritual thoughts reunited. The members of the 99th Chapter did not notice this scene.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the densely packed corpses on the island, and his heart was extremely heavy. These corpses were not only from the 99th Chapter, but also from other Chapters. He looked at about more than 6,000 corpses.
"They all sacrificed their lives for the entire human race. If we meet their descendants in the future, we will all take care of them." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at everyone and said.
Everyone nodded heavily.
Suddenly, a faint aura emanated from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, and his body was as gentle as a feather, slowly rising into the air and flying to the center of the island.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood in the void, with rays of light flashing in his eyes, radiating light, and terrible energy bursting out. He stretched out his hands and continuously stroked in the void. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, and he used the spiritual energy as ink to outline in the void.
He made round runes one after another. These runes looked extremely mysterious and contained a strange aura that was very different from the previous runes.
A rune was condensed and then driven into the land of the suspended island. The runes were drawn out very fast. One rune after another was drawn out one after another and submerged into the land. It took a full four hours to draw out the runes.
More than six thousand runes were produced.
Finally Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped and turned his attention to the corpses beside the members of the 99th Battle Group.
"They need a pure land to rest." Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly, with a feeling of mourning.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan said something, invisible spiritual power shot out from his hands. The torrential energy flow in this space rolled over, gathered together, and condensed into energy lines. The energy seemed to be countless rays, shooting out in all directions.
And go.
These energy lines rolled up the human corpses near the members of the 99th Chapter and pulled them all over. The corpses were pulled and flew into the sky. The scene was extremely shocking and gave people a great sense of surprise.
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When all the corpses of these human beings gathered in the sky above Yuwen Zhouyuan, light burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes. He pulled his hands and made a slight stroke, drawing out several mysterious trajectories, which seemed to be the traces of the great road.
These human corpses were flying rhythmically in the void, looking like countless weapons controlled by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Countless corpses looked like a sea of corpses, forming a whirlpool. From a distance, they looked like countless black tadpoles using the void as a river to swim as they pleased.
After spinning for several weeks, Yuwen Zhouyuan moved his hands in the void, and invisible circles of light spread out, like ripples in water, with a strange rhythm.
The corpses of the strong men who died in the human race rained down one after another, and they all fell into the central area of the suspended island. If you look carefully, you will find that they all entered the circular runes, as if
It was trapped by the circular runes.
These runes are arranged very regularly, and each rune forms a large pattern, like a huge rune.
These runes are connected by energy threads, as if they are transmitting and exchanging energy. Some kind of rules of heaven and earth are triggered. Subtle powers are passed down from the depths of the void and connected with the runes. All the runes are connected into one. This is
A terrifying trend that is shocking.
The corpses of all the strong men who died in the human race have entered the land, and there is no difference at all on the surface.
After doing all this, Yuwen Zhouyuan focused his eyes, grabbed his right hand, and a surging energy rolled in, like a river with nine curves or a vast river.
These energies condensed and intertwined to form a huge tombstone about nine feet high. This tombstone stood in the center of the void island. If you look carefully, you will find that the tombstone is still one foot away from the ground. There are countless
Invisible energy threads emanate from the energy-condensed tombstone and are connected to the runes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan moved his hands slightly, and a series of small and extremely simple runes were outlined, and they all flew to the tombstone. These small runes formed two simple large characters - Requiem.
These two characters are extremely ancient, and most people don’t recognize them at all. With these two characters, the tombstone seems to have a soul, with an aura of agility.
When these two words were completely formed, the light dimmed and disappeared, as if they did not exist at all.
Seeing that the situation was complete, Yuwen Zhouyuan flew back, with a different look in his eyes.
"Qi." Under the gaze of the members of the 99th battle group, Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted loudly, and continued to strike out with both hands, seals one after another.
A huge energy shield was formed, covering the whole world, leaving a three-foot-high light door due south.
The energy surged in and formed two pillars at the light door, with a plaque forming on the top. Yuwen Zhouyuan used his hand as a pen to write in the void.
"The strong men of the human race will be immortal, and the immortal heroes will live forever." These two sentences were written on two pillars respectively, and the top plaque read: Mausoleum of the Fallen.
Such a large project consumes a lot of energy, but it is all worth it. This is a tribute to the strong human beings who died in the war.
Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was standing quietly in the void, looked at the tomb he had just created, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. The real war had not yet come, and so many strong men had already died. How cruel!
This is a great age, where geniuses are constantly emerging. With the advent of the Golden Age, although the speed of monks' cultivation has increased a lot, bloodshed and killings have also followed. The world of cultivation is no longer peaceful. A large number of
The death of a master is like the rules of heaven and earth selecting stronger people among all living beings.
Putting away his complicated thoughts, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a step forward and walked in. He stopped ten feet away from the light door of the tomb. As his spiritual thoughts stirred, energy rolled in from the sky, and there were many more.
The soil also surged over, and the energy and soil condensed into a stone tablet.
This stone tablet is about three feet high, as high as the Waguang Gate, and about four feet wide. It is rectangular in shape. The base is not very high, only three feet.
Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed like a knife and kept writing on it. Each word was like a silver hook or an iron stroke. It carried an inexplicable energy and contained a trace of Taoism. If an illiterate person looked at it, he would definitely know it.
I think they are little figures practicing this exquisite martial arts.
He wrote down the time of the battle and the general process, so that future generations would always remember them. When he finished writing the last stroke, Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared in front of everyone in the 99th Chapter.
"Only some of the powerful human beings who died after this battle are buried here. I hope everyone can remember them forever. They are immortal and eternal because their spirits last forever." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at them.
Sweep, look at everyone and say.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, everyone felt extremely heavy in their hearts, and the blood in their bodies was boiling, with infinite fighting spirit.
After saying this, Yuwen Zhouyuan floated down, stepped on the solid ground, turned around and bowed deeply to the tomb.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's appearance, everyone bent down and bowed. They were the benefactors of the human race. For the safety of the entire human race, they shed their blood and sacrificed their lives without fear of death.
At this time, a sound broke through the air, and a figure wearing armor appeared not far from Yuwen Zhouyuan. This figure was Li Jiangshan from the 64th Chapter.