The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

How terrifying this battle was, all the monks present could see it.

Even these strong men in the Heavenly Court are full of fear in their eyes, and they have been thinking about withdrawing their troops, unwilling to fight the Shadow Clan again. Even if they are as proud as the Dragon Clan, they are not confident when facing the Shadow Clan.

Although they were in this situation, they would definitely take action to resist the invasion of the Shadow Clan, but they also knew that they were far from being able to do what Emperor Zun did.

What's more, they are just watching now.

Everyone has great courage when the matter has nothing to do with them, but how many people can really do what they say when the matter really falls in front of them?

Although the group cultivators were full of respect for Emperor Zun and were amazed by his deeds, they still had no choice but to stand on the opposite side of Emperor Zun.

Neither can they.

Now that things have come to this point, they have no way back.

With Emperor Zun's character, if they didn't kill Emperor Zun, they would definitely be the ones who died when Emperor Zun escaped.

If this is the case, the group of cultivators would rather die than die themselves.

The human heart is still selfish, how many people are really willing to give up their lives for this so-called righteousness?
In the mirror of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the Dragon Palace, it was extremely quiet at the moment.

Now, a day has passed since that tragic battle.

These surviving monks had no sadness or joy on their faces, no one cried, no one spoke, and they were all extremely silent.

Many monks sat down on the ground directly, their eyes had already lost the look of the past.

Their eyes were blank, like a walking dead.

Although the current Shadow Clan has stopped for a day, everyone knows that the current calm is only short-lived, and the Shadow Clan will definitely make bigger moves in the future.

With the current strength of the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Clan, it is impossible to resist the attack of the Shadow Clan anymore.

Perhaps, in the next big war, these people will also be buried in the battlefield.

They are just quietly waiting for death to come, there is no hope in this battle!

Long Xiao glanced at these decadent monks, but did not speak, and slowly shifted his gaze to Chu Yang.

Standing beside Chu Yang, she looked far away and said, "The Shadow Clan is too strong, far beyond what we can imagine. Even if they retreat now, they will come back soon."

Speaking of this, Long Xiaomei looked at Chu Yang's expressionless face, and continued: "I probably won't survive, and I won't have the opportunity to see the outside world. Compared to this, I'm actually most worried about that poor little girl. She has had a miserable life, and she shouldn't be allowed to go through this again."

Hearing this, Chu Yang couldn't help looking at Long Xiao. He had already seen what Long Xiao wanted to say.

"The destruction of the Dragon Clan is already an irreversible ending. I only hope that you can take that little girl to the Wanling Continent. Wanling is at least guarded by Emperor Zun. I think it can withstand the impact of the Shadow Clan..."

Long Xiao's eyes were like stars, she said softly: "You are different from our Dragon Clan, guarding the Shadow Clan is our mission for generations, we have no retreat, but you have."

Chu Yang waved his hand, and didn't let her continue, saying: "I said before, this time, if I quit this time, it's just for the time being. How can there be no eggs under the overturned nest?"

"This final battle is the general trend and cannot be avoided."

Hearing Chu Yang's words, Long Xiao's eyes flickered slightly.

She could see the firm belief in the man in front of her.

The two walked slowly outside the Dragon Palace. They looked at the broken mountains and rivers, speechless for a long time.

In the cracks in the distance, wisps of black mist are slowly rising.

At this time, Long Xiao's face showed a look of longing, she smiled sweetly and said: "It would be great if I can win this battle alive."

Chu Yang stared fixedly at the black mist, and his tone was full of determination: "This battle must be won."

"After this battle is over, I will take you to see the scenery of Wanling."

Outside the Emperor of Heaven.

After the group cultivators saw the change at the crack in the space, their hearts were silent.

This battle may be the final battle between the Dragon Clan and the Shadow Clan.

And the Dragon Clan was destroyed in this battle.

in the mirror.

Now all the soldiers of the dragon clan, as well as the heavenly soldiers and generals, have long regarded Chu Yang as their leader.

Everyone was looking forward to Chu Yang, waiting for his guidance.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

This was the first time for Chu Yang to experience the feeling of being eagerly awaited by thousands of people.

The land they are standing on now is piled up with the bones of countless ancestors.

Never forget, what we are fighting for!

Chu Yang stared at the army of shadows that kept emerging, and only one word came out of his mouth: "Fight!"

The voice was not loud, but it spread in everyone's heart and ignited everyone's blood.

"war!"

"war!"

Countless people raised their arms and shouted at the same time, the sound waves rolled and resounded through the sky.

……

Chu Yang took the lead and took the lead, holding the Wushi Bell to kill the army of shadows.

boom!
There was a loud noise, accompanied by countless corpses of the Shadow Clan.

Roar!
Several powerful auras emerged from the shadow army, and these were all powerful men at the emperor level.

Chu Yang turned his head suddenly, with a cold light in his eyes, and shouted, "Die!"

With a punch, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the divine power was overwhelming.

The so-called great emperor, under Chu Yang's blow, completely lost his soul.

Chu Yang was like a god of death, everywhere he passed were the bones of the Shadow Clan.

At this time, the strong breath of the ten gods gushed out from the crack.

Endless immortal power permeates this world, condensing time and space.

Ten half immortals.

They had the same goal, and the moment they appeared, they joined hands to kill Chu Yang.

The little Qingluan on Chu Yang's body transformed into a figure at this moment. She stood beside Chu Yang and took the initiative to stop the three half-immortals.

Facing the seven and a half immortals at the same time, Chu Yang's face remained unchanged, and he urged Wu Shizhong to fight with these great enemies.

The battle became fierce in an instant.

Even if the seven gods and half immortals joined forces, it would be difficult to get half a cent from Chu Yang's hands.

But it was also difficult for Chu Yang to break through their offensive.

Chu Yang saw that Xiao Qingluan, who was facing three half-immortals at the same time, suffered trauma and retreated steadily.

In order to suppress the evil gods, Xiao Qingluan had already consumed too much of her original power, which made her current strength not as good as before, and it was difficult for her to stop the three half-immortals in their footsteps.

On the other hand, the situation on Long Xiao's side is also very critical.

Facing the siege of the five great emperors at the same time, he narrowly escaped death.

Even Murong Xue is in the blood-stained sky at this moment, and the endless shadow army may engulf her at any time.

Those remaining soldiers died tragically at the hands of the Shadow Clan one by one, their flesh and blood were devoured, and their souls were shattered.

Chu Yang let out a loud shout.

His aura suddenly soared, and mysterious black lotus flowers appeared behind him, filled with monstrous devilish energy.

It seems to be able to suppress everything in the world.

After seeing Chu Yang's actions, the monks outside the mirror turned pale with fright, because Emperor Zun was burning his own blood!

The eyes of countless monks turned red.