When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

All the monsters came from the north, but the source did come from the west. The west has been a Buddhist sanctuary since ancient times. Therefore, although the emperor of heaven has sent people to investigate this place, they have not found any results in the end.

Of course it didn't work.

Fu Song looked coldly at the ruins of Beiming, which had become a piece of scorched earth.

There are still raging fires burning everywhere, and the rain laid by the Dragon Lord of the West Sea cannot be extinguished at all—the poisonous flames condensed by the evil spirit brought out from the boundless underground are hotter than the five-flavored real fire in the sky, and mixed with With a trace of evil spirit, no grass grows wherever it goes, and even the ground that has always been wet and wet has become a dead place with cracks and no vitality.

After this battle, Beimingzhixu will completely withdraw from the stage of the world.

Fu Song didn't have time to think about it, so he took the little grass spirit to heal the wounds of the soldiers who couldn't hold on to the front line.

The fire of hell burns away all vitality, but vitality is needed to restrain it - in this respect, there is no better healer than Fu Song.

The young-looking general Zhu Ye had been carrying on his body had already stood up with the silver gun in his hand supporting the ground after he arrived in the Northern Desolation. His face was calm and cold, and he looked straight at the The billowing wolf smoke at the junction of heaven and earth, then took an extremely small step, but was stopped by Xian Xun holding his thigh.

"Brother, you can't go there." Xian Xun said with reason and evidence, and immediately began to pick up his pants, the cold-faced young general blushed suddenly - unfortunately it was too dark to be seen, he hurriedly pulled He let go of his trouser belt, which was supporting him, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"That's right." Xian Xun smiled and patted the other party's dirty face with his dirty hands, and prepared many, many medicine boxes with the little grass essence at hand, "Sister Suxin has already gone to invite Sister Chonglian, after she arrives, these injured soldiers will be able to get rid of their pain, so you can recuperate here with peace of mind."

The young general's deep and hoarse voice sounded, looking at Xianxun's bun-like face, he said solemnly: "Okay."

When Fu Song was in a hurry, he couldn't see where Zhu Ye had gone, but the number of the three thousand monsters was really infiltrating. They don't like to go out very much. Even if they really go out, the little monsters who only have less than three thousand will definitely not be able to invite them to do it themselves.

But those black monsters that swooped up from below, you can't even see the end... how could the number be only three thousand.

Fu Song pursed his lips, quickly bandaged the wound of a wounded man, and finally saw the white figure belonging to Zhu Ye in the crowd...he was really relieved.

No matter how you say it, Zhu Ye is the only descendant of the ancient god Zhulong. If he is in danger, once Zhulong is furious, the three worlds may be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The scene became more and more bizarre. At some point, thick fog had risen around the entire miserable battlefield. The generals who were touched by the fog seemed to be frozen suddenly. Unclearly dropped the weapon in his hand.

Those monsters are also strange, but they don't care about the soldiers who have been pinned down at all, and concentrate on biting those heavenly soldiers who still have a little ability to resist.

The monsters were covered with poison, and the heavenly soldiers who were injured by them would immediately be knocked down by the heart-burning pain, and there was no possibility of standing up again.

Fu Song was almost overwhelmed, when he raised his head subconsciously, he suddenly saw that some heavenly soldiers picked up the magic soldiers that had been corroded by the mist and exuded bursts of demonic energy.

They are under control.

When those heavenly soldiers opened their eyes again, their pupils were already completely black.

According to ancient records, those with black eyes are monsters.

The heavenly soldier who has been demonized seems to be full of power all over his body, wantonly killing everything around him - including those monsters.

Shocked, Xiao Bailong threw away the medical equipment in his hand. The young general below who was recuperating struggled to sit up, but was pushed back by Xiao Bailong who had reacted.

"It's okay." Xian Xun pursed his lips, he seemed to have seen Zhuye Shenjun who had rushed to the junction of heaven and earth, "Shenjun is the descendant of the ancient god Zhulong, he is so powerful, this chaos must be fine of."

The general was silent for a long time, looking at his immobilized arm and the rotten flesh that had not been completely removed, he finally fell silent.

The belated goddess Suxin brought the equally distressed goddess Chonglian into the battlefield without saying a word.

The only two colors are particularly eye-catching among the black and red.

The Celestial Lady of Suxin danced in the air, and as she danced, countless plants that looked like jasmine gradually opened up on the ground. Wherever the plants went, the fog was controlled, and the heavenly soldiers who had lost their sanity also gradually stopped their movements. .

At the same time, behind the Suxin celestial maiden, a shimmering, yet unignorable pattern gradually bloomed.

The catastrophe of the world is regarded as enlightenment.

Over there, at the place where Lord Zhuye had been, the fog cleared away, and all the heavenly soldiers returned to clarity.

Along the way, the brilliance of Zhuye Shenjun grew bigger and bigger, and in the end, he finally became a prototype.

A silver dragon.

Fu Song remained in a half-squatting position in a daze, no longer caring about the comatose heavenly soldiers, looking at the silver dragon that suddenly stopped flying in the sky and went back again.

Zhu Ye flew back to Fu Song with his original body, standing tall, with a faint silver glow all over his body, and finally swaggered the entire Beiming Market.

"Ah Song." Zhu Ye stretched out his arm and handed it to Fu Song. Seeing Fu Song's shocking application, he couldn't help the calm look on his face anymore... turned around and ran away again.

Lord Fu Song shook his hands, and silently began to wrap up the wounds of the heavenly soldiers who had been naturally healed by the holy dragon energy from Zhu Ye's body.

He didn't understand.

In this world, there are many light-colored dragons, and there are even white dragons that are the closest to it—but there is only one dragon in the world that is pure silver without a trace of variegation. up.

If Zhu Ye is Di Ye, then thousands of years ago, when the entire Wu Clan was defeated and executed, when he was exiled to Zhuxiantai... where did he go?

The Lord Zhuye over there gradually drifted away, and wherever Guanghua went, all the monsters wailed, and then turned into flying ash.

The vitality of the place where the dragon body passed has been restored to the entire Beiming Ruins, and the barren land has once again returned to its former peace. At the same time...

All the people in power in the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands also gathered in this not-so-large Beiming Ruins.

Shenjun Zhuye, who had recovered his real body, was dressed in white clothes, and what was hanging around his waist was a piece of jade that he begged from Fusong Shenjun a few days ago.

At this time, another burst of silver light flashed, and what appeared from it was Li Ye in a black robe.

The monarchs of the Eight Desolations gathered together, led by the Lord of Qingqiu in the ancient country, took two steps forward, glanced at Li Ye who could hardly hide his hostility, sighed at last, and bowed respectfully to Zhu Ye, "Thousands of years The Emperor of Heaven ascended the throne the day before, and bloodbathed the entire Godswood Forest, may I ask Your Excellency, is this silver light that pierces the sky emanating from you?"

Zhu Ye chuckled, but did not answer Bai Jindijun's words. Instead, he turned his gaze to Li Ye whose eyes had turned completely black, but his tone was completely cold, "Back then on the bitter cold cliff, the emperor flower was accompanied by the devil. Flowers are born together, the magic flower that should have been doomed to die long ago was not pinched because of my family's soft-heartedness, but you let you completely persecute the entire godswood forest."

Li Ye took a step forward, and under the reflection of the devilish energy around him, many generals who followed him could not hold on.

Fu Song was by his hand at the moment, but what was far faster than him was Zhu Ye's hands.

"You and I live together, I can't kill you, and you can't do anything to me." Zhu Ye stretched out his hand and squeezed Fu Song's cold hand, holding it with both hands with distress, and took a few breaths, "You If you are smart, you should have received your one hundred thousand demon soldiers today, went back to hell and practiced for tens of millions of years before coming out. Maybe you can get rid of that twin contract by then."

Li Ye's eyes gradually returned to normal. He proudly raised his head, looked at Zhu Ye who was hanging his head beside Zhu Ye, Fu Song without answering a word, and said loudly: "If you were willing to help me ascend the throne a thousand years ago, from then on, the Three Realms There will definitely be no catastrophe."

After finishing speaking, he really led those magic soldiers and generals who were still dying to disappear.

I am afraid that in the records of the astronomical calendar, there is no greater event than this.

Mozun Liye occupied the Heavenly Court as emperor for more than a thousand years, and ordered the execution of tens of thousands of witches in the godswood forest.

Wu Song, the second person in charge of the Supreme Book of Heaven, was exiled under the Zhuxian Terrace, and his life and death are unknown... All the hundreds of thousands of gods in the heavens are really blind.

Even when the new emperor ascended the throne thousands of years ago, the monarchs in the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands had never left their territory, but at this moment, they were all dispatched this time and gathered in the Hongmeng Temple.

The fact that Li Ye is the Demon Lord is a certainty, but it is also a fact that the real Heavenly Emperor... is staying in front of the gate of Xizhu Yunhai at this moment.

How long did the Laojun in the Eight Wildernesses wait in the Hongmeng Temple above the 33rd Heaven, and the Lord Zhuye ate behind closed doors in front of the Xizhu Palace.

Xian Xundu, who had been sitting for a long time, had already sat on the floor and finished peeling a small bowl of melon seeds for the seriously injured general. When he came back, he could still see through the barrier...he was looking in through the crack of the door. Lord Candle Ye.

Xianxun sighed helplessly, patted the non-existent dust on his buttocks, got up and walked to Xizhu Palace.

The Lord Fusong was sitting in front of the couch in a daze at the moment, his eyes were red from crying while sitting in front of him, he had already recovered from the battle and ascended to become the Goddess Suxin.