Chapter 522

"Big brother"

The cry of grief is the breath of life. The sharp arrow penetrating the body comes with a string of blood flowers. The breath of death comes face to face. Hou Yi's arrow is awe inspiring and the power of terror penetrates the body of the great prince.

"Jinwu, demon clan, death"

The voice of death, coldly, Hou Yi is opening a big bow.

The locked body, the body of the ten princes, was stiff, and watched the death of the nine princes. Even if the hot sun surged all over the body, it could not resist the cold in the heart.

"Whew"

"Dong"

In the frozen space-time, a dignified body came, and with an angry face, the Eastern Emperor bell rang loudly in his hand: "the witch family, how dare you, since you dare to betray the words of Taoist ancestors and start a war in advance, return my nephew's life."

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi, one of the two emperors of the demon family, is accompanied by the precious Eastern Emperor bell. When it rings, the void freezes. The arrow from flying stops in front of the ten princes. The smell of Sen Han seems to freeze the soul.

"Uncle"

The words of the ten princes were dull in their eyes. When they saw the comer, their cold heart was slightly warm.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi, with an iron complexion, came to the tenth prince, waved his hand and put it away. He looked at Hou Yi standing proudly on the ground and snorted coldly, "dead."

However, Hou Yi looked up at the sky and smiled. He had a big bow in his hand. It was the shape of a full moon. What about the demon emperor? I pulled my bow, sharp front and Sen Han's murderous spirit: "the Eastern Emperor is too one"

The sound of angry drinking, one for his good friend and the other for his nephew, suddenly, the offensive of both sides blew up the world, but

"Wow"

The body flying upside down suddenly hit the mountain in the distance. In an instant, the whole mountain turned into smoke and dust, and the splashed rocks rolled down.

"Who gave you the courage to kill my demon emperor's blood." the domineering body, the Eastern Emperor's Taiyi, punched it with one punch, swept it with strength, and the body falling into the mountain seemed to be knocked away, with dazzling vermilion scattered all over the earth: "I want you to live better than die."

The flying body was like a ball, but Hou Yi had no resistance. The power of the demon emperor was so terrible. Hou Yi, who was determined to die: "ha ha, two for nine, this wave is not lost."

The Eastern Emperor's eyes were extremely cold, and even the void trembled: "then, go to death." with the same killing heart and blinking eyes, a surging demon force rushed up into the sky and must be killed in the air.

Right now

"You dare"

"Boom"

The broken void and the earth shook, but eleven figures came flying. Beside Hou Yi, a strong man came out. It was the space speed zuwu Dijiang. With one punch, he met the move of the Eastern Emperor.

"The time of ten thousand years is coming. At that time, it will be the day when you and other witches will perish." things can't be done. When the twelve ancestors came, they didn't dare to take action with the power of the Eastern Emperor. With a cold word, they waved away the nine golden and black bodies on the ground.

Only when you have been to Zixiao palace can you know the power of Daozu. The world has turned upside down in your hands. The time set for ten thousand years has not yet come. Both sides dare not go to war. No one knows what punishment will be for violating the words of Daozu.

I watched the Eastern Emperor leave.

"Hou Yi, are you okay?"

Hou Yi shook his head and said, "just praise him."

Gonggong sighed and looked at Kuafu who turned into a mountain: "return to the Father God. Let's go back. The ten thousand year period is coming. Then everything will be over."

At the beginning, Yuqing Jue entered the ancestral witch hall and was collected by Pangu's heart under the guidance of his mind. The ancestral witches could only wait on one side. Kuafu's death triggered the induction of the witch family. Although there was no ability to calculate, he could feel the fall of the great Witch and rush to it immediately.

Long years, ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. A pale young man looked at a beautiful woman outside the house.

"What's the matter with Hou Yi? Is there something wrong with looking at me like this?"

The woman who walked into the house saw Hou Yi's eyes, but she didn't understand.

Hou Yi shook his head slightly: "Chang'e, there's something I want to tell you, but I don't know how to speak."

Chang'e frowned: "this is not Hou Yi I know. You are an indomitable man. Even if you don't blink, why don't you dare to speak now?"

Hou Yi stared at Chang'e, but then he sighed: "I'm a witch."

"What?"

It seems that I can't believe it. Chang'e's face is a little pale and Lengran smiles: "you're kidding, aren't you?"

Hou Yi shook his head: "I'm really the Lich family. The time of ten thousand years is coming. The Lich family will need a war at last. I..."

Chang'e's face became more and more pale: "do you know that we are mortals and your Lich two families are dead enemies? Why, why?"

Hou Yi's face showed pain. He thought that after saving Chang'e from a monster, he was attracted by his gentle and virtuous breath. Later, he turned into a human race. He lived for several years. The witch race would eat blood and feed on the human race in addition to the fierce beasts and monsters. This hatred is difficult to dispel: "Chang'e, although I am a witch, you have never hurt the Terran. This Lich war doesn't know whether you can come back, you..."

Chang'e shook her head, but she was hoarse: "witch, oh, why, you will be a witch. Since I was a child, I have seen that the human race is struggling to survive under the slaughter of the Witch and the witch. As a daughter, I can't wait to come forward to kill the enemy."

Hou Yi opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. The hatred of the three nationalities has a long history, but finally turned into a long sigh. Looking at the excited Chang'e, he wanted to hold it, but he was flashed: "Chang'e, take care."

The two people who love each other can't be together. They are lonely and walk hard. What separates them is the hatred of the ethnic group.

Chang'e stretched out her hand to stop Hou Yi, but finally she knelt down powerlessly and cried silently.

"Ah, injustice." sighed, but saw the old leader come in slowly. The movement here led him over. Looking at Chang'e who knelt down and cried, he shook his head: "everything is evil. Hou Yi is a witch. Do you know that even if there is no feud, your life is limited, and you can only feel sad in the end."

Chang'e whispered, "Grandpa leader". The people of the witch family have a long life, not to mention the great witch Hou Yi. As long as they are not doomed to death, it is not a problem to survive in the world. They are ordinary people and will eventually turn into a handful of loess.

"Hey, go. Pursue your own happiness." the old leader sighed, patted Chang'e on the shoulder and walked out slowly.

"Happiness?" Chang'e smiled miserably. She was a human and the other was a witch, which she hated most.

"Ah"

With a sad and harsh sound, it was a gentle look, but it was extremely cold at this time. At this moment, the heart was frozen, 3000 green silk, turned into flying snow, silver and flawless, and the cold breath was like a snow goddess.

A hidden body outside the house trembled. The figure that should have gone away could not give up the emotion in his heart. Looking at the cold figure, his eyes flashed a painful color: "Chang'e, I'm sorry."

In Zhoushan, a mysterious space, the wild animal world, which should have fallen, now ushered in a dark virtual shadow. Looking around the ruins, he smiled coldly: "Jie Jie, the real world, what a wonderful atmosphere."

Thirty three days away, in the wa palace, after Nu Wa became holy, Zhou Shan couldn't live, so he had to open up a world in chaos. Now

"Empress Nuwa, Xiaoshi will please you. The victory or defeat of the Lich war is unknown. Our only wish is that Xiaoshi is safe. We can't stop Jinwu."

Nu Wa shook her head and looked at the depressed Lu pressure: "be at ease. Xiao Shi will be fine. As long as he is still in the wa palace, there will be no danger."

Dijun bowed his hand: "thank you, madam."

"Xiao Shi, you will stay in the wa palace in the future. Everything should listen to your mother's words. You know, don't be naughty."

The ten Prince's eyes were a little bleak. The death of nine brothers seemed to make him grow up. He nodded: "father, little ten will be obedient. Be careful in the battle of Lich."

Emperor Jun patted Lu Ya on the shoulder: "well, this war is only winning and invincible. This thing is refined by your uncle and is used for your self-defense."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around suddenly, like unwilling to give up, like firm, like the idea of victory.

Lu Ya raised his hand to stop Dijun, but he collapsed powerlessly. If he hadn't insisted on letting your brothers come out with him that day, he wouldn't have ended up like this. The nine figures in front of him seemed to be in the eyes one by one yesterday: "father, emperor, uncle and brother."

Nu Wa shook her head and pinched her fingers, but it was cloudy. She couldn't see the future. The sage couldn't know the situation after the Lich battle. Who won and who lost was unknown: "teacher, did you cover up the secret?"