Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1922 The star road is full of iron blood!

"You really deserve it."

Seeing that Xie Tian disappeared, the old man glanced at the ridiculous half of the gourd on the old man's head.

"Can you not mention this?" The old man's face twitched, "When you mention it, my heart hurts."

If it weren't for the fact that he was still thinking about the evil army, Dad would have been happy.

"Be serious, don't make the old man laugh, now is not the time to laugh!"

The gourd old man rolled his eyes wildly: "Which eye did you see that I was teasing you?"

"then you……"

"Hmph!" The old man Gourd gnashed his teeth, "At least let the little brat know how powerful I am in alchemy! Ouch, my heart hurts so much, apprentice help me..."

"Unless you let me touch that half gourd on your head, it's so cute..."

"Kill you, you bullying master and ancestor!"

……

finally……

Cyclops didn't run away.

The old man Gourd didn't do anything.

Dad didn't smile either.

Because after laughing and cursing for a while, they realized that this kind of behavior, not to mention helping Xie Tian to share the pressure, even sharing their own worries seemed feeble.

All they can do is pray.

"God, if you have eyes, help the little brat..."

"So affectionate and righteous, the law of heaven should be partial, not ignoring..."

"Boss, I will definitely refine an unparalleled aphrodisiac for you, so you must live..."

……

During the prayers of the three, the exhausted Xie Tian walked into the eight forbidden areas of No.90.

The forbidden area is still blurred.

After more than a thousand years, the figure on the opposite side also became a blurred figure again.

The reappearance of the true heir of the evil emperor did not surprise Xie Tian.

But he was still surprised.

Because the descendant of the evil emperor at this time has no aura of cultivation on his body.

A senior, a latecomer, a real puppet of the evil emperor, and a fake heir of the evil emperor, just stood there looking at each other.

Not long after, Xie Tian turned and left.

And the blurred figure just watched Xie Tian leave the No.90 eight forbidden places just like that.

boo...

The blurry world finally collapsed under the tearing of countless pairs of invisible hands.

Xie Tian stopped and looked back, his eyes were cold.

"After being ravaged in 97 places, I will definitely be powerless and hopeless in No. 90 eight places, and then I will become a puppet of the evil emperor..."

Feeling his hot heart, Xie Tian stomped heavily, and flew towards the No.90 nine stars, which were also the last stars on the star road.

This one seems a bit far away, Xie Tian's escape speed has been raised to the extreme, and the stars are still as big.

"Are you afraid!"

A loud roar resounded through the star road, shooting like a sharp arrow at the hazy behind the nine stars of No.90.

Then, the stars in Xie Tian's blood eyes began to grow bigger.

"Are you afraid..."

Yaying appeared for the fourth time with a blurred figure.

"Go slower than me..."

"Losing worse than me..."

"Am I afraid?"

……

I'm afraid it won't happen.

But the reason why the indifferent she subconsciously controlled the stars to stay away was that Xie Tian not only did not despair due to the misery of more than two thousand years and the demise of the evil army, but her fighting spirit began to burn like a flame.

The reason behind this was something she hated extremely, but she couldn't get rid of it with all her efforts.

And what she couldn't get rid of became the wild goose flying somewhere above her head, but couldn't fly away.

"How can people like you become the greatest emperor of all time, the descendant of the evil emperor..."

Bang!
Xietian's Divine Kingdom stars finally bumped into the No.90 nine stars that were [-] times bigger than him.

As soon as he set foot on this planet, Xie Tian knew that this was the real divine kingdom of the evil emperor's descendants.

Because he felt a familiar aura ten thousand times stronger than Xie Yue.

The situation is like reincarnation.

Xietian's Kingdom of God once again suffered fierce attacks from all directions.

Looking down from the sky, in just one day, the kingdom of Xietian God had shrunk a hundred times, and countless divine soldiers had been killed or injured.

The next day, the enemy army even saw the statue of Xie Tian standing in the center of the Kingdom of God.

Xie Tian, ​​who was fighting with the copper coffin on his back, kept killing.

The extremely calm Xie Tian divided the soul, and has been directing.

In such silent silence, the Xietian Divine Kingdom completed its eruption like a flashback, and before the night fell on the third day, it blocked the battle line in front of the Xietian statue...

One thousand feet.

Everyone has become a blood man.

The bones that were taller than the mountain were piled unevenly around the god statue. The evil god statue was like being in front of a huge ferocious blood beast, which might be swallowed at any time.

Dawn is coming.

But the darkness that followed the dawn would swallow the statue of Xie Tian in an instant.

Everyone understands this.

But everyone is sitting cross-legged to adjust their breath, exercising skills to heal injuries, refining pills, and repairing weapons...

Xie Tian, ​​who was carrying the copper coffin, stood upright.

He could feel that the silence behind him was exactly the same as the last madness of the evil army.

Because what is waiting will be destruction.

But at this moment, the copper coffin behind him began to tremble slightly.

The trembling intensified.

Hum.

Humming like a song.

It seems to be singing the battle song they sang in the first place.

"Whoever has the hand, kill the enemy with the hand!"

"Those who have feet will lose their lives!"

"Whoever has a mouth, bite!"

"Those with shoulders, hit them!"

"Those who have nothing, blew themselves up!"

……

The battle song is tragic.

It narrates the tragic battles that the soldiers of the evil army inherited from their ancestors in the death camp.

No big wins.

No triumph.

Every word is a bloody eulogy.

These eulogies, combined with the dull vibration of the copper coffin, passed waves of blood to the silence behind Xie Tian.

Hot tears.

passionate.

enthusiasm.

Hot tears trembled from the chest and abdomen, and the corners of Xie Tian's eyes, which had closed their blood eyes, slid down.

The blood is silently preparing for the battle, and the soldiers full of death are flowing all over their bodies.

Enthusiasm is being surrounded, and the bleak evil god is about to breed.

"Whoever has the hand, kills the enemy with the hand..."

"Those who have feet will lose their lives..."

"Whoever has a mouth, bite it..."

"Those with shoulders, hit them..."

"Those who have nothing, blew themselves up!"

……

Co-authoring the most monotonous tremor in the copper coffin, everyone is jerky following their ancestors, singing war songs...

Not only the living people, but even the mountain of corpses surrounding the Kingdom of God began to tremble with this battle song that they had never heard before but wrote with their lives...

The tragic battle song, one after another.

The singing of the magic soldiers has gone from unfamiliarity to familiarity, and from familiarity to their blood, bones, hearts, and souls.

One after another, the military souls exploded and skyrocketed from all over the kingdom of God.

One after another, heroic spirits flew out from various parts of the corpse mountain, lingering.

Like a dragon's army soul, bend over.

The phantom heroic spirit bows down.

Regardless of bending over or bowing, what they faced was the trembling copper coffin behind Xie Tian.

It seems to be paying tribute.

It also seems to be praising.

The war song became louder and louder, so sharp that it almost broke through the sky, trying to tell the heavens about something.

"Whoever has the hand, kill the enemy with the hand!"

"Those who have feet will lose their lives!"

"Whoever has a mouth, bite!"

"Those with shoulders, hit them!"

"Those who have nothing, blew themselves up!"

……

"In my body, cast iron blood!"

"With my heart, cast iron blood!"

"With my soul, cast iron blood!"

"Go ahead!"

"Evil is invincible!"

……

Xie Tian had never heard of it before, and the second half of the battle song made up by divine soldiers and heroic spirits finally turned into a sharp arrow and broke through the sky...

The war song was loud and clear, causing the heavens to tremble, and the iron-blooded battle thunder rained down on the copper coffin, on Xie Tian, ​​and at the same time on the Xuanyuan Battle Monument...

The moment when blood blooms...

A ray of light also broke the darkness in the sky...

Li Ming, under the stunned gaze of the blurred figure, and the unbelievable gaze of Xie Ren, appeared with the appearance of an illusory but agile iron-blooded battle body inside the copper coffin.

ps: Happy National Day to everyone in advance!

(End of this chapter)