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The Chongming bird stands in the shape of a pinned bird, haggard beyond words, with only a pair of bright eyes looking at the other end separated by the sea of ​​clouds, and the gilded hope is reflected in the bright black pupils.

He patted his wings, his fiery red wings were somewhat dimmed due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy, but they still couldn't stop the demeanor of the divine bird.

Haowu, "Qingying, what do you want to do!"

Qingying kicked the cloud under his feet with his big paw, "What is the emperor going to do again?"

Haowu stared at him, sized up Qingying with his cloudy eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "As you can see, I want to maintain the majesty of the Heavenly Palace and eliminate the chaos in the four realms, you stand by my side, Let's see together how I drove these mobs into the abyss, never to turn back!"

Qingying looked at Hanzhou in the distance, and saw that his cyan cassock was stained with blood, black and red dazzling, "Emperor, the people you want to kill are your subjects and subjects, if they die clean, You are guarding the empty four worlds, just like the beginning of the flood, what is the use of only the chaotic world."

The wind in the distance blew a flag straight.

The snow-white cloudtops were stained with blood, and the blood droplets turned into water mist and lingered on the 33rd sky for a long time. Qingying felt bitter, remembering the day when he soared to the sky, the haze stretched, and the curling blue smoke in the world was dyed. For three days, the Emperor of Heaven put tens of millions of origins in the four realms in his hands, and each origin recorded the origin of each soul.

These origins are too numerous to be counted and sorted out. From the time he started counting the origins for the gaps, he found that the line from him had long been messed up.

"Qingying, do you want to be like them?!" Haowu said.

Qingying saw the snail painted on the flag, and didn't know whether it was Yungap or Yuntun, or the little one, he smiled inwardly, and whispered, "I am loyal to the king, and will never change."

"Come here—" Haowu said.

Qingying interrupted him, "I am loyal to the king who is equal to all beings. Now, the emperor dares to ask himself?"

Haowu's face suddenly sank, and he stared at him negatively, "Do you think you can change anything?"

Qingying took a step back suddenly, looked hurriedly at Hanzhou in the clouds, and concentrated.

I saw the majestic and gigantic bronze giant sword screaming in unison, and suddenly lifted to the clouds, the three-edged sword reflected a cold light that tore the sky.

Those Gu Shas suddenly turned around in this cold light, and pointed their dark iron-colored sword blades at Haowu.

The Emperor of Heaven looked through the cold armor of the ancient heroic spirit, looking at the fiery red Chongming Bird behind him, with a mocking smile.

Qingying mobilized his thin cultivation base to run secretly, feeling an extremely cold air slowly coming out from the depths of his soul, merging with his cultivation base, gradually making his whole body cold, Qingying was so cold that his whole body shivered , His lips moved slightly, and he spit out three words silently.

catch him.

The empty armor of the Gusha army made a neat rubbing sound, and the bronze giant sword with thousands of blades was lifted up abruptly, blocking the 33rd sky's rays, and slashed straight at the Lord of the Four Realms, the Cangsheng Emperor.

Almost everyone held their breath, watching helplessly as the terrifying silver armor was about to split the ruthless monarch in half, and the blood splashed into the sea of ​​clouds. The dragon emperor's crown came to an abrupt stop.

Qingying gasped, as if frozen in ice and snow.

He immediately forcibly withdrew his cultivation base from his depleted inner breath, his whole body was tense, and his veins burst.

Catch him quickly!Hurry up!

The swords of the Gusha army raised and lowered made a buzzing sound out of thin air, trembling faintly, but couldn't move for a moment. Qingying felt that he was being torn apart by a powerful force crazily. It's like being torn out of the body.

The invincible Gusha army suddenly turned their sword blades, and before Qingying could react, a huge sword stabbed at him viciously.

Qingying went to hide in a panic, but couldn't dodge at all, only heard a muffled 'puff', the blade pierced his shoulder blade fiercely, and countless red feathers splashed with blood.

"Qingying!" Hanzhou yelled, staggering towards the sea of ​​clouds, but was stopped by Mudan halfway, "No, Qingying..." Han Zhou choked up, trembling all over, looking at the other end of the sea of ​​clouds.

Haowu turned his head, shook his head and smiled, "Brother Wang, you underestimate me."

He lowered his head and picked up a feather from the golden dragon robe, and threw it on the blade of the bronze giant sword contemptuously, "Now it's your turn."

The Gusha army turned its head high and turned its head, a row of cold light killed all the palaces and pavilions in the 33rd heaven, forming an indestructible huge city wall, allowing mayflies to pass by without any care.

The sea of ​​clouds drawn by Cang Qi finally turned into another battlefield. He heard someone from the Yaozu behind him let out a low cry. Every time the Gusha army approached, the cry became louder. Countless swords raised their determination as if they were sinking boats.

Cang Qi formed countless dark green vines out of thin air in front of Cang Qi's body to protect everyone behind him. A slender and tough silver whip was condensed in his hand, and with a light flick, it resounded through the sky.

Just as Gu Sha's army stepped through the center of the sea of ​​clouds, a sharp cry rushed straight into the clouds from behind Gu Sha.The blood-soaked Chongming Bird flew up with difficulty, the blood on its body dripped from the sky, and the Gusha who was closest to Cang Qi and the others turned around with a 'shua', which was particularly abrupt among the three thousand Gusha army.

Qingying looked at the crowd apologetically, and shouted hoarsely, "I can only control a small part of the Gusha army, Mudan, Hanzhou depends on you... Cang, Emperor Cang, Qingying only believes in Mingjun, only, only If you can end all this, don't let me down again..."

After finishing speaking, he threw down a jade tablet of the master of the Yuanyuan Palace, took a deep look at the monk with a golden forehead, let out a long cry, and his wings soared, like a dazzling ray of light, taking away his few remaining repairs. In order to draw out all his body, he threw himself into Gusha with the last bit of strength.

Feeding them with souls, he tried his best to open up a narrow path for Cang Qi.

With tears all over Han Zhou's face, his fingers trembled, and he took out eighteen rosewood beads, and caught the red feathers flying like snow all over the sky.

The Gucha army, which was controlled by Qingying desperately, was exceptionally abrupt. Holding a huge bronze sword in his hand, he threw himself into the army of Gusha against the water. Ruthlessly scattered the uniform Gusha army and successfully blocked some of the heroic spirits.

This is enough.

Seeing this situation, Cang Qi immediately divided his troops into three groups, and divided into the southeast and southeast two groups to attack the lonely Gusha one by one.

The python baby was seriously injured, and Qi Shao called people to withdraw into the sea. He took over the position of the chief of the python clan with his own hands, and led the Tonglan python from the west to disperse the Gusha army with sea water.

Mudan Muran led the Gusha army away from the east to the extreme north of the 33rd Heaven.

Each of the three thousand lonely temples occupies the heaven and the earth.

The silver whip in Cang Qi's hand was like a flying dragon flying away in the clouds and twisted Gu Sha's head off. The tail of the whip was wrapped around a huge bronze sword. He held the handle of the sword and weighed it casually. His gaze went straight to the other end of the cloud top.

Haowu seemed to have a sense of it, and killed him in an instant.

"It should be broken." The silver whip in Cang Qi's hand turned into an off-string arrow and rushed through the giant eye standing on the 33rd layer of heaven. The dragon-carved feather crown was pulled off.

The Emperor of Heaven staggered a few steps, his hair was disheveled, and his cloudy eyes were hidden under the creased eye sockets, looking at Cang Qi sternly.

With a loud roar, he released countless spells and rushed towards Cang Qi. Countless silver threads spewed out from Cang Qi's body. The silver threads instantly woven into a big net and swallowed all the curses, falling like feathers into the lake. In the middle, there is not the slightest ripple.

"I taught you what you know." Cang Qi looked down at him, "Haowu, do you regret it?"

Hao Wu laughed, "Since I cut off Tong Lun's head, I have no regrets or regrets. Brother Wang, if I didn't do this, I might have died of old age tens of thousands of years ago, turned into ashes and disappeared, how could I Own the supremacy of the Four Realms!"

Suddenly, a simple ancient sword of black blue color appeared in his hand, and he held it in his hand to kill Cang Qi, "It's this sword that gave me my current status..."

Cang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sword flower in front of him was like a shadow, full of murderous aura, and when the sword blade was flying, there was a strong sense of decay and decay. He turned his sleeves to dodge, and heard Hao Wu continue, " I have never wiped the blood on this sword for so many years, and its stench always reminds me of every step I take."

Cang Qi glanced at the blade of the sword, and saw that there were mottled spots on it, not rust, but the blood of Tong Lun, the patriarch of the Xia Clan, and more people who died tragically at the hands of Hao Wu, coagulated on it forever .

Anger suddenly burned in Cang Qi's chest, and countless silver threads were clinging to the blade. He thought of the child who was with him back then, and the gentle and honest face of Tong Lun, the patriarch of the Xia clan, and the anger in his chest burned even more violently.

"Haowu!" Cang Qi yelled, the silver thread suddenly tightened, tightly entangled with the sword of the Emperor of Heaven, "You still refuse to repent!"

As the voice fell, there was a sound of 'Zheng', and the sword in Haowu's hand snapped in two.

Haowu took two steps back holding the sword, and looked at the broken sword in horror.

"you--"

Cang Qi's chest rose and fell, and an ancient sword that was made of silver threads emerged out of the hands gathered in the cuffs of the silver light, and he approached Haowu with the sword in his hand.

Haowu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the cold light of the sword blade was burned in his eyes.

Cang Qi never used a sword, but at this time he held the sword, the meaning is not very obvious.

Haowu's wrinkled hands trembled for a moment, until now he realized that no matter how many years passed, he would never be able to surpass this person.

Father God is extremely partial to Cang Qi.

Haowu clenched his fingers tightly, his fingertips embedded in the flesh, and he stared at this man closely, as if he saw the moment Cang Qi slaughtered all the members of the Xia clan from him again.

A madman-like smile suddenly appeared on Haowu's old face. While using the spell to control the Gusha army to fight, he opened his hands, and a cluster of swaying ghostly fires burst out fiercely.

With a smile on his face, he flipped his hands and sprinkled the evil fire on the 33rd heaven.

The evil fire was born with the wind, and it burned up immediately. Behind the heavy fog in the Tiangong, the main hall and Qionglou were bathed in the fire light, and the strange orange red color of the evil fire dyed the sky red.

The evil fire made the already unfavorable battlefield even more miserable. The swords and swords were full of blood, and the silver armor of the Gusha army was burnt red by the evil fire. It was reflected in people's eyes, like the blazing and never-extinguishing Abi Purgatory.

The burning sound of puffing was getting closer and closer, Mu Dan dropped the hot hilt in his hand, turned around to avoid Gu Sha, the back of his hand accidentally brushed against the silver armor, it was burned red, these monsters were difficult to approach, now The silver armor all over his body was even more difficult to touch due to the fire. He looked around and saw that the three thousand Gusha army of the Emperor of Heaven was controlled by Qingying for a quarter, and was being manipulated to point the blade at his own people.

Although there are not many, it has given them some room to breathe to deal with other Gusha. The non-stop fighting for several days and nights has made all the monsters exhausted. However, above the long wind, there are still almost There are as many as five hundred Gusha troops.

In the heavy mist, the thunder of the spell exploded one after another, and half of the sky seemed to tremble in shock. Haowu was hit by the spell, and he gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood. more prosperous.

Greedy flames swept up the back of Cang Qi's hand along the wind, causing him to curl up his fingers slightly.

He is Zhicao, born with a fear of fire.

Just as he knows Haowu, Haowu also knows him well.

Niehuo climbed onto Cang Qi's robe and trapped him inside, a strong smell of medicine and ashes came out, Cang Qi couldn't bear the choking, coughed softly, a part of the skin on the back of his hand was already exposed Bring out the original color of Ganoderma lucidum.

When he was on the surface of the sea, Cang Qi was still able to surround the sea water to block the evil fire. At this time, there were only clouds and wind in the sky, and the evil fire burned even more vigorously with the wind.

"Hiss." A cluster of fire burned Cang Qi's hair, he swung his sword to cut off the black hair, and stood in the hot orange flame like a trapped animal.

"Ha——" Haowu laughed triumphantly, looking at the embarrassing and dodging Emperor Cang, a sliver of joy surged in his heart, this man was like a thorn in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, couldn't swallow it, his throat was dripping with blood, But for Haowu, this heel thorn had to be pulled out, even if he had to pay a bloody price.

"It's just a grass, how do you want to live after you uproot it?" Haowu stood outside the firelight, opened his arms, raised his head slightly, as if he was enjoying the burning smell of evil fire, smelling the fragrant sesame grass in the air Unique medicinal fragrance.

His eyes froze, and he recited the incantation silently, calling out a stronger wind to fuel the evil fire, and the wind whimpered for a while, and wherever he went, flames shot up into the sky.

"2 years ago, members of my Xia clan failed to dry up your blood and dry up your bones. After 2 years, I will return them to you."

Haowu closed his eyes slightly, as if he had returned to the beginning of chaos and the years when the gods were in chaos. He personally cut off Tong Lun's head and threw it into the river. He led the people to the end of the world to look for Lin Zhongling. Bound in fire...

Haowu showed a look of nostalgia, with a cruel and cruel smile on his lips, "By the way, the girl who was cut open by you to retrieve the spirit stone is my fiancée."

In the raging fire, Cang Qi suddenly raised his head, and Hao Wu put away his smile and looked at him.

Cang Qi suddenly discovered that the blood-like setting sun was still clearly branded in front of his eyes, the faces of those people were lifelike, and their blood was as hot as this fire, covering his body, scorching his heart and lungs , making him feel overwhelmed with pain and unable to restrain himself.

Those members of the Xia clan who are ruthless and will avenge their kindness...

Cang Qi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a stern look that went deep into the abyss.

Haowu's eyes shrank when he met him like tens of thousands of years ago.

"You are also worthy of mentioning them..." Cang Qi's voice was hoarse, with a distorted tongue of fire on his face.

Haowu, "You..."

A fiery silver whip was pulled out suddenly.

Cang Qi tore off his flaming robe, threw it high and turned it into a black sea wave, covering the fire of 33 heavens and the Gusha army inside.

In an instant, tens of millions of vines pierced through the clouds and raged towards Haowu from the flames in all directions, leaving a bloody gash on his face.

Cang Qi's dark purple long hair, which was burned by the fire, slowly grew out. He walked out of the dense evil fire with his clothes on fire, holding a fire-colored silver whip, and slammed Haowu to the ground.

"Back then, I used my body as medicine to save your people from the plague, and to save your blood—"

A rattan whip was drawn from Haowu's shoulder to his chest, splashing a handful of hot blood in front of 33 Chongtian's giant gate.

"Back then, I taught you how to read and recognize objects, and call the wind and rain—"

A bigger gust of wind came suddenly, and it shattered Haowu's snow-white fairy robe. The sound of the wind sounded like weeping.

"I'll take you to search for thousands of mountains, to comprehend and practice—"

The mountains and rivers under his feet trembled, and Haowu was shocked, as if he saw him following Cang Qi again, seeing the mountains rise from the bottom, forming a mighty mountain range, he walked recklessly on the wind, feeling calm and refreshed in his heart.

The tongue of fire swallowed the silver whip gradually, and Cang Qi also gradually walked in front of Haowu. With whip after whip, he turned up the flesh and blood drawn by Haowu, rolling him all over the ground to dodge.

Then Cang Qi squatted down, the silver whip in his hand was as short as the palm of his hand, and he whispered in Haowu's ear with an almost soft voice, "You know, what I hate the most is that you trap me with bone erosion poison. In the sea, I was tormented day and night, and my mind was split, so that I couldn't even see Father God before he died."

The Father God was deceived by Haowu, and gave him the God-binding Gang formed by his eyes, and sealed himself. At that time, Cang Qi was betrayed first, and then he didn't even give him time to explain to the Father God.

He was resentful in his heart, resentful to the god who opened up the world and bestowed him with endless life and spiritual power, why didn't he believe him, why he only listened to Haowu's one-sided words.

Because there was resentment in his heart, Emperor Cang just closed his eyes indifferently and remained indifferent when he heard that the father god had disappeared at the bottom of the sea and passed the throne to Haowu.

But thinking about it now, the only regret in Cang Qi's heart is not being able to see Father God for the last time, even if he no longer believes in himself...

Hao Wu looked at the sorrow and pain on Cang Qi's face, he suddenly smiled, hugging his shriveled and old body like a dog in the water, gloating.

Haowu, "Do you know that Father God was already delirious before he died, and he tried to hold me back, talking vaguely, I leaned over to listen, and heard him calling Zheng'er in a low voice, I told him, your Lianzheng, the Emperor of the Cangsheng, has died in the God-bound Gang formed by your eyes—"