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The black poisonous fog enveloped the Prince of Guangdong's residence and spread in all directions. The poisoned people fell to the ground and died miserably one after another.

Xiao Dingyu's face turned pale.

At this moment he realized that he was being used by the Changsheng Cult. What was even more terrifying was that his uncle might have teamed up with the Changsheng Cult to use him.

However, he was speechless.

An invisible force was controlling him, or more precisely, invading his sea of ​​consciousness.

His martial arts skills are close to those of a god of war. The person who can control him must be a god of war. Which god of war is that?

The leader of the Changsheng Sect?

Or his great uncle?

He was distraught.

"Xiao Dingyu, you actually colluded with the Changsheng Cult, massacred your relatives, brought chaos to the court, and endangered the country. You are simply a beast!"

Xiao Dingyuan roared, and pierced Xiao Dingyu with his silver spear. The man and the spear became one, emitting a dazzling light.

However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Xiao Dingyu. When Xiao Dingyuan's silver spear touched this barrier, its power and light quickly weakened.

There is a war god-level strongman secretly protecting Xiao Dingyu!

Xiao Dingyuan woke up, but it was too late. He was hit by the recoil and vomited blood and flew backwards, collapsing the roof of the main hall.

"Your Highness!" Cui Xiong, deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, roared, forced back the powerful enemy, and rushed towards the main hall.

A hundred miles outside the city.

In Umutu's territory, Xiao Zhirou swung her sword and chopped the giant beasts into pieces, but the beasts were hesitant.

These imaginary giant beasts blocked Umutu's killing moves.

She had already sensed that something had happened at the Tenth Prince's Mansion, and if she continued to fight with Umutu like this, the consequences would be disastrous.

She gritted her teeth and cast her domain.

The Fire Phoenix appears.

This is Xiao Zhirou’s territory, the Phoenix Dancing in the Sky.

This illusory fire phoenix blocked out the sky and the sun, spreading its wings and swooping down towards the beast tide with blazing flames and dazzling light.

One giant beast after another burned and disintegrated.

"Hahaha, just in time!" Umutu laughed and transformed as he spoke, turning into a giant werewolf with white hair all over his body.

After the transformation, Umutu's combat power, defense, and spiritual power at least doubled.

Xiao Zhirou gritted her teeth and followed the Fire Phoenix to kill Umutu.

boom!

The loud noise shook the area thousands of miles around.

The void was almost shattered, with criss-crossing void cracks appearing.

The two people's domains originally filled the sky and earth, but they collapsed in an instant.

When the world returned to silence and the dust gradually dissipated, Wumutu and Xiao Zhirou were still standing in the air, staring at each other!

"puff……"

Xiao Zhirou opened her mouth and spurted out blood. She could no longer hold on and fell from the air into the pile of rocks formed by the collapsed mountain.

Umutu, who had turned back into a human, smiled, and as he smiled a bloodstain gradually extended downwards from the top of his head to his eyebrows.

"The Dragon-Slaying Sword is indeed powerful." Umutu murmured, and then his body was split in two from head to toe.

The soul that was split into two halves separated from the body that fell to the ground, and wanted to become one in the air.

In the pile of rocks.

Xiao Zhirou, with blood flowing from her mouth and nose, stared at Umutu's soul and wanted to swing her sword, but her injuries were too severe and she vomited blood again.

Bang!

The Zhujiao Sword slipped from Xiao Zhirou's hand.

Unable to destroy Umutu, and even more unable to save the Ten Kings' Residence, chaos kept breaking out. Was it God's will that the Xiao royal family would be destroyed?

Xiao Zhirou closed her eyes in grief and anger and burst into tears.

As the eldest princess of Daxia, she had never felt so helpless and desperate.

"You've tried your best." A sudden and familiar voice came into Xiao Zhirou's ears.

Xiao Zhirou's heart was trembling wildly.

It’s Chen Hao!

She opened her eyes and saw Chen Hao slowly landing beside her.

Umutu's soul failed to escape and was imprisoned in the air by Chen Hao, as if being pinched by an invisible hand. His violent struggle was of no avail.

Chen Hao bent down and picked up Xiao Zhirou.

Xiao Zhirou only felt a heat flow from Chen Hao's hands into her body, quickly spreading throughout her body, and her internal injuries were healed.

She is the God of War. To recover from such an injury, she would normally need the help of rare elixirs and recuperation for several years or even more than ten years.

And Chen Hao made her healed in an instant, it was incredible.

This is the supreme method that only gods have!

Xiao Zhirou was frightened, and thinking of the chaos in the Tenth Prince's house, she hurriedly said, "Hurry up and save Dingyuan..."

Chen Hao said: "Don't worry, Dingyuan will be fine."

The House of the Ten Kings.

The pervasive black fog dissipated.

The black-clad warriors all fell to the ground and turned into ashes one after another.

The same is true for the three disciples of the Poison Saint.

Xiao Dingyu fell from the air, holding his head in pain and twisting back and forth.

Cui Xiong, the poisoned deputy commander of the imperial guards, struggled to support the seriously injured Xiao Dingyuan.

The two men were already at the end of their strength, but they had no intention of caring about their own injuries because the scene before them was too bizarre and strange.

The bodies of the three disciples of the Poison Saint turned into ashes, but their souls were still alive and flew straight into the void.

In the void, an illusory figure grabbed the three souls that had flown several miles away with his right hand and brought them back.

Cui Xiong and Xiao Dingyuan looked up and witnessed the three souls fall into the hands of the illusory figure and turn into a ball of light.

The illusory figure opened its mouth and swallowed the ball of light.

"he……"

Cui Xiong lost his voice.

Although the figure in the air was illusory and seemed to be there and not there, he vaguely felt that it looked like a person... Chen Hao, who had guarded Qingshi Fort with him back then.

Is this Chen Hao’s soul?

Cui Xiong was stunned.

Northern suburbs.

In the northern mountains.

The two men who were fighting stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look in the direction of Shengjing.

Xiao Dingnan's face was extremely ugly, and he murmured: "He's back, but it's still too late..."

"Xiao Dingnan, didn't you say it was foolproof? You are trying to kill me!" The masked man in black robe who was fighting with Xiao Dingnan became anxious.

Xiao Dingnan sighed dejectedly.

The masked man in black robe had no time to complain and wanted to escape, but he couldn't move.

"He has successfully overcome the tribulation and is a true god, the only deity in this world. Where can you escape to?" Xiao Ding was speechless and laughed angrily with his face raised.

Outskirts of St. Petersburg.

Chen Hao held Xiao Zhirou in his arms, walking on the void, passing through the devastated land, passing through the city walls that had collapsed due to the earthquake, and passing through the ruined outer city.

Chen Hao's soul turned into a ray of light and flew into Chen Hao's eyebrows.

Chen Hao held Xiao Zhirou and slowly floated down, landing in front of Xiao Dingyuan and Cui Xiong.

Xiao Zhirou, who was still being held by Chen Hao, couldn't help but blush.

Xiao Dingyuan was in no mood to think about anything else and kowtowed deeply to Chen Hao.

"List……"

Cui Xiong spoke excitedly, but then he thought that Chen Hao is no longer the fifth-rank general he once was, and it would be disrespectful to call him Brother Chen.

Chen Hao put Xiao Zhirou down, took two steps forward, held Cui Xiong's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Cui, long time no see."

"Well... long time no see..."

Cui Xiong burst into tears.

He has been in Qingzhou for many years, serving as garrison general, deputy garrison commander, and garrison commander, and has experienced more than a hundred battles of varying sizes.

A hundred battles to temper the body.

Not long ago, he obtained a miraculous medicine in the wilderness, and his martial arts skills broke through to the first level. In addition, due to his outstanding military achievements, he was valued by the eldest princess and transferred to the imperial guards.

The past events were vivid in his mind, and Chen Hao was filled with emotion. He shook Cui Xiong's hand again, and everything was said without words.

On the other side, Xiao Dingyu was still twisting on the ground, wailing in pain.

Chen Hao looked at Xiao Dingyu.

Two years ago, he returned to his hometown and protected the domineering Ninth Prince in the Great Wilderness, but he did not leave a good impression on him.

"It's time for this to end."

Chen Hao’s words are profound.

Xiao Zhirou nodded subconsciously.

………………

Xiao Dingyuan succeeded to the throne and named the reign title Yonggu.

Chen Hao stepped in, the three tribes reconciled, and each withdrew their troops from the border.

Cui Xiong was promoted to the commander of the imperial guards, and Chen Hao and his old friends were appointed to important positions.

Holy Capital, Gate of Victory.

Chen Hao and Xiao Zhirou stood on the city wall, watching prison vans one after another drive out of the gate below Chen Tower.

A large number of Royal Guards knights guarded the prison cart on both sides.

More than a hundred death row prisoners including Xiao Dingnan, Lu Kun, Xiao Dingyu, Han Shao, etc. appeared in the sight of Chen Hao and Xiao Zhirou one after another.

"Lü Kun's father committed a serious crime more than 70 years ago, resulting in the loss of 200,000 troops in the northern border. He committed suicide in the dungeon of the Supervisory Department, and the Lu family was also confiscated. At that time, Lü Kun was a teenager and was exiled to the southern border. Unexpectedly, he joined the Changsheng Sect and, with the secret help of Xiao Dingnan, became a war god-level strongman and took control of the Changsheng Sect."

Xiao Zhirou sighed.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "The three tribes have reconciled, the Changsheng Sect has been completely destroyed, and the world will be peaceful from now on."

"Dingyuan wants to honor you as the Martial Saint of the Nation, equal to the Confucian Saint who ascended to heaven four thousand years ago, and build a Martial Saint Temple for generations to worship you."

Xiao Zhirou turned to look at Chen Hao.

Without Chen Hao, this world would no longer exist.

It is only natural to revere him as the Martial Saint and worship him from generation to generation!

"I'm a living being and I don't need others to worship me." Chen Hao refused with a smile, obviously not considering himself a god.

"What do you do next?"

“Reunited with my family.”

Chen Hao spoke as he looked into Xiao Zhirou's eyes.

Xiao Zhirou felt disappointed, but she forced herself to smile and nod. She already knew that the man next to her was from another place and had already married and had children.

"Zhirou, you are my family too." Chen Hao turned around and gently held Xiao Zhirou's soft and boneless hands.

Xiao Zhirou was stunned for a moment, then blushed and lowered her head.

Chen Hao ignored everyone around him and hugged Xiao Zhirou in his arms.