Chapter 892

Xu Yangyi also looked at everything in front of him in shock.

It's terrible... The power of one strike of the star annihilating weapon is even greater than that. He took the lead in flying, and then all the survivors took off, sweeping the spirit in all directions.

"Zi..." Zhao Ziqi, Chu Zhaonan, and cat 82 were beside Xu Yangyi. Zhao Ziqi took a cold breath after only one look, and his voice trembled: "I can't believe it... It's a little too terrible..."

Dujiangyan disappeared.

Not only Dujiangyan, but also many national roads, hills, trees, houses and so on, which spread to Chengdu. The whole land is desolate except for yellow sand.

It's impossible to imagine that it was lush a few minutes ago.

"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.

No one spoke.

The destruction of heaven and earth a few minutes ago, the final madness of the great Jin Dynasty, the jubilation of the victory of the country, and the lingering fear of the rest of the hundred wars, all three emotions interweave into a rope called silence, so that everyone can't say a word.

"Shit..." Chu Zhaonan took off his strength and plopped. He sat in the air, shaking his hands and took out a cigarette to light it.

Around him, Zhao Ziqi seemed to be quietly looking at the surrounding desolate land, the corners of his eyes were shaking. For a long time, he said hoarsely: "big Chu... You hit me... We... Really survived just now?"

Chu Zhaonan ignored him, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He wanted to smoke his lips, but he felt as if he had a cramp and couldn't get in.

His eyes looked at the earth, far away, a vast, smooth as a mirror, everything on the ground turned into powder. A huge lotus shape, tens of thousands of meters around, neatly engraved on the earth.

It's like a sad song. A touch of green in the Yellow world, more than 1000 meters lower limit, is in the center of the entire lotus dent. All around are cliffs, neat, smooth and calm.

"Damn..." he bit the butt of the cigarette: "we... Didn't die!"

Up to now, the heart is still beating wildly.

That kind of wandering between life and death, struggling, just a light curtain of the Styx unfolded in front of us. This kind of scene is too unforgettable and shocking.

Xu Yangyi's eyes inch by inch skimmed from the ground. For a long time, he looked at the sun in the sky, and his voice was hoarse: "we won."

It's over

The protracted battle over the country is finally over. All the friars of the great Jin Dynasty were flying ashes. There was nothing else in Dujiangyan except Qingcheng Mountain and a huge dent of tens of thousands of meters.

Words are very light, with the wind into everyone's ears. next yo

This kind of emotion is too strong for the rest of life. After a few minutes, I heard a heartrending roar: "ah

I don't know who it is. I roar up to the sky and rush out like a flood. Then, a bloody roar resounded through Dujiangyan, which has become a desert.

"We won... We won!"“ 艹!! Did you see? Finally, we stand here!! It's us! "“ Notice! Report to the whole country! Southwest China wins miserably!! Ha ha ha

Mixed with tears of roaring, with the wind, fell into the sand. With the martyrdom of millions of people and the persistence of hundreds of thousands of people, the banner of China has always been planted here.

Red as blood.

Never wavered. And never fell.

At this moment, they forget the difference between the realm, forget everything, the sky shaking vent roar, one after another, like wild geese flying south.

Back mountain, on the road leading to front mountain, countless friars, who were full of injuries and could not stand up, closed their eyes quietly with smiles and tears running down their cheeks.

String, broken.

The string that tightens everyone, after the last star annihilating weapon Lianhua, quietly breaks.

Xu Yangyi took back his eyes and turned red. Instead of cheering, he "brushed" and gathered a long sword of aura in his hand. He pointed to the yellow sand and said hoarsely, "salute."

"Pay tribute to the millions of Taoist friends who died in this war."

The cheers faded. Countless people have sour noses, those who can move, those who can't move, those who are seriously injured, those who are slightly injured, those who can hold the sword, those who can't hold the sword... At this moment, they all struggle to pick up the weapons around them.

Whether it's a broken sword or only the hilt.In a flash, hundreds of thousands of long swords pointed obliquely at Huangsha, in the same direction, which was the last direction of the existence of the great Jin palace. It's also the place with the most casualties.

Silence is better than sound. The surging and heroic feeling is like listening to thunder in silence.

No one opened his mouth, only tears were left.

"That's all." There was no flowery rhetoric, and there was no passionate speech. Ten seconds later, Xu Yangyi took back his sword.

"I'll remember..." a young monk quietly took back his sword, tears in his eyes. In this war, he was the only one left in his family. His father, grandfather, grandmother, relatives and friends died to protect him. He also changed from a rookie, a young man who thought he could kill hundreds of thousands of people in this battlefield, to a veteran of hundred battles.

"Rest in peace... Mother..." a nun threw her sword into the foot of the mountain. With the sound of "Cheng", the sword was inserted into the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

"Father, I'm still alive. I'll live well."“ Younger martial brother... You go first, and I will carry forward our pulse together with you and the school. "“ Younger martial sister, I'm the only one left in this vein. We're not dead yet. Do you hear... "

A sharp sword, like a meteor, is inserted at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. In an instant, there is a sound of dragon chanting. At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, there is a sword forest full of blood, extremely damaged, but with a sense of heroic.

This is a trace of history.

This is the scar of the warrior.

In silence, millions of spirits walked with them and turned into stars to protect them in the sky. I don't know how long it took for Xu Yangyi to wake up from this solemn and stirring atmosphere. He relaxed and looked at Qingcheng Mountain.

No... it's not over yet.

There's one last step!

Only by completing this step can the battle of Qingcheng Mountain be said to be complete.

Like induction, at the moment when he looked at it, the whole mountain suddenly shook.

"Rustle..." a slight rustle, so clear in the silence, around the whole mountain of ink painting, bit by bit into fly ash, little by little.

Everyone's eyes looked over, without Xu Yangyi saying, immediately surrounded the whole mountain. At the moment when their array was settled, all the ink paintings made a violent sound, and then they flew in the air like black, beautiful, and like money paper burned on the battlefield after the war, which was sent into the yellow sand by the strong wind.

There's no one to talk about. We're ready.

The master of the later Jin Dynasty, friar of seven million yuan baby, is finally coming out.

The black light gradually disappeared, but there was no movement. Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Half an hour later, with a loud bang, ten thousand black lights broke. A figure roared out of the black light and rushed out without looking back.

In the rush out of everything, the figure obviously Leng Leng, but did not care, but into a streamer rushed to the horizon.

"Want to go?" Xu Yangyi raised his feet, the wind and cloud at his feet contracted, and the next second suddenly appeared in front of his figure: "in this case, if you are allowed to walk away, where is your face?"

"Get out of here!" In the figure came a violent drink: "bold and unruly people, dare to stop the imperial driving? It's impossible to seek death! "

Before the words were heard, an overwhelming aura came quietly.

One hand.

The same as Qingcheng Mountain on that day.

Palm to break the void, Wei to break reincarnation, the same force, the same person, however, the opponent has been completely different.

"Big brother!"“ Potato Zhao Ziqi, Chu Zhaonan and cat Baer suddenly stood up, their ideas had not yet had time to change. And... No matter what, Xu Yangyi is also the new Jin Yuanying. How can he be the great monk opponent of the seven million spirit Yuanying?

Xu Yangyi coldly looked at the palm approaching, once felt inevitable, but now in his eyes it was so slow, even the structure of spiritual power in the palm was clear.

Because of you, the war started.

Then, it will be destroyed because of you!

"True king!"“ Why didn't Lao Zu hide? "“ This, this is the top yuan baby of seven million spirit level He stood in the same place, motionless as a rock, but the Chinese friars who surrounded here were already very anxious. How to say again, the two people's inside information and years of practice are not the same level at all! Everyone knows that the higher the level, the greater the gap between the same realm, especially... Now the other side surpasses the three little realms of wolf poison!

A little smile, left leg spin round, waist gently twist, muscle burst up, and then, a sky shaking flame burst out!

"At the end of the road, how dare you put on the airs of the emperor? You are so bold. "The sword.

Sword of fire!

Before the leg wind arrived, the empress of Jin Dynasty had taken a breath of cool air. In the pupil, the reflection was not Xu Yangyi, but a rosefinch, flying up to the sky.

How strong!

"Boom!" Without hesitation, he immediately flew down 50 meters. Just overhead, a river of flames roared by. He can't believe it. He kicked ten thousand swords in one leg, and the feeling of rosefinch flying in the sky!

"Kara..." a light sound sounded from the top of his head. He stood up in amazement, his golden crown smashed and his white hair was scattered.

Time seems silent.

I can't believe

The empress of the Jin Dynasty dragged his hands nihilistically, looking at the gray hair hanging in his hands, his eyes were burning with a trace of shock. But then, he didn't dare to think about it at all. The space under his feet was shrinking layer upon layer. When he took one step, he wanted to go to the horizon.

"Boom!" At this moment, there was a burst sound at his feet, and he could not help but utter a shocked voice: "aura disorder?"

"Disappointed?" Xu Yangyi stepped forward and stood in front of his figure. With a wave of his hand, he was completely sealed up for 20000 meters and became a prisoner: "or shocked? Do you feel like you've made a mistake? "

"Master and Taoist friend of the later Jin Dynasty?"

It took only one second for the empress of Jin Dynasty to change his look from shock to calm.

Seemingly calm, but the heart has been overturned.

Daoyou

How can

It's not scientific!

The boy who was chased tens of thousands of meters by himself, just like a mole ant, actually became a yuan baby! How many months