The magic soldier begins to cross

Chapter 155 Finale 【Blood Rain Reappearance】

I saw the shadow begin to peel off from the darkness.

Slowly, a figure that turned from illusion to reality appeared on the high platform out of thin air.

Her face was expressionless, her two long sky-blue ponytails fluttered down to her waist, and her pink-blue eyes revealed coldness, without a trace of emotion.

Wearing a green robe, it was the standard appearance of a mature woman. At a closer look, she looked like a woman who had just entered her thirties, but she could see the vicissitudes of life on her cheeks in a subtle way.

She walked to the edge of the high platform with small steps, looked at the tens of thousands of meters below the Xieyue Mountain, and looked down from here, and had a panoramic view of the land.

His eyes seemed a little dazed and sad looking at the land.

After a long time, a look of determination appeared on her face, as if she had discarded everything she had and had made up her mind.

Seeing her raising her left hand, her palm spread out, and a stone the size of a thumb appeared on it.

If Nangong Wentian was here, he would find that it was the same as his own nine-colored streamer stone, except for the different size.

The nine-colored streamer stone in her hand flickered with soft white light, slowly floating up from her hand.

The speed of ascent gradually accelerated, and finally submerged in the dark clouds

rumbling...

Suddenly, the originally gloomy sky resounded with thunderous thunder, and the thick thunder and lightning began to hit the land mercilessly.

Raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall from the pitch-black clouds, and the raindrops became bigger and bigger.

The color of the rain also gradually turned dark red, like blood, once again covering the entire Divine Weapon Continent.

"The new world will come soon."

She watched the blood rain sweep across the ground, and finally a weird smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

……

On the other side at this time, Nangong Wentian hurried to the designated place according to what Ye Xing said.

boom…

But when he looked up, he saw that the sky was dark, as if night had fallen, but it was clearly just after noon now.

"Brother, I'm so scared..."

Nangong Wenya hugged Wentian's arm tightly, looking at such a scene, panic rose in her heart again.

Just like the moment when he was demonized by Yuanshi Tianma.

"It seems that this rain will not be a minor one, so hold on tight."

Nangong Wentian said with a solemn face, and the Flaming Sky Wings swung behind him again, and the speed began to soar.

Flying over the wreckage of the ruins, I saw countless alien creatures roaring and fighting on the surface. Many fleeing people and even the demon army united to resist these monsters.

It can be seen that at the juncture of life and death, even those who were once hostile will let go of those hatreds.

But these strange beasts have a terrifying self-healing ability, and those who resisted were killed one by one.

But Nangong Wentian didn't have the mood to take care of them at this time, he knew that if he didn't find the source of the solution, he couldn't kill these strange beasts at all.

After arriving at the location, I found that there were ruins of a city below. It is not difficult to see from the incomplete tall city walls and pillars that the city had a splendid civilization before.

He quickly found a familiar figure among a bunch of refugees hiding here.

I saw that Bei Mingxue's dress at this time was no longer the gorgeous new look, but dirty, more like a piece picked out of a garbage bag, and there was a lot of dust on her delicate face.

Holding the emerald green flute transformed by the spirit bird in his hand, he checked the injured people from time to time.

Tiredness was evident on her face and eyes. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at an old lady who broke her leg while running away.

He put the flute again on his chapped lips due to not drinking for a long time, and played an elegant flute sound.

The melody of healing energy floated above the old woman, and in just a moment, her broken leg was back to normal.

At the same time, the melody also has the function of healing the soul. The people who were originally in a low mood were instantly relieved and no longer depressed.

But no one noticed that Bei Mingxue's face was haggard again at this moment.

"Miss Axue, come and see my husband, he has been suffering from unbearable abdominal pain from what he ate."

"Sister Axue, my father is dying, please help me."

……

As soon as the old lady was cured, the rest of the people came over and tugged at Bei Mingxue's sleeves.

"it is good."

But all he could see were the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and the injured. Bei Mingxue bit her red lips lightly, resisting the weight on her body, and still walked with her own footsteps.

But just a few steps away, a familiar voice came from behind her, shaking her delicate body, and the hand holding the flute trembled.

"Ash!"

"Sister Axue!"

……

At this moment, tears appeared in her eyes, and they slid down from the corners of her eyes to her cheeks.

She turned her head suddenly, and saw that familiar figure, she had lived strong for so long.

But when she saw Wentian and Wenya standing a few meters away from her, she couldn't hold back her inner emotions anymore.

A few strides over, hugged him into his arms, tears rubbed on Wentian's clothes.

"You finally came to me."

Bei Mingxue no longer wants to let go at this moment, expressing all the feelings in her heart to him.

"Sister Axue, my brother can't run away, so why hold him for so long?" Nangong Wenya also smiled, obviously she was also very happy for the reunion of the two.

Bei Mingxue rolled her eyes at Wenya, and then left Wentian's arms, touched her head with her jade hand, and said with tears of joy, "We haven't seen each other for so long, Wenya has grown a lot taller."

"As long as you are fine, I was still worried on the way here. Time is running out. Let's leave quickly."

Wentian was naturally happy in his heart, but now that the situation is urgent, the sky has become increasingly gloomy.

The ominous premonition in his heart became more and more obvious, so he didn't show too much emotional fluctuation.

"But…"

Bei Mingxue suddenly turned her head to look at the hundreds of people who were staring at her eagerly. These people had escaped together with her these days.

There are still many wounded who have not been cured and will leave.

"What's the matter?" Wentian raised his eyebrows and asked, seeing her looking at those people, now is not the time to act emotionally
popping...

Just as Bei Mingxue was about to speak, the gloomy sky suddenly began to rain heavily.

Feeling a threat, Nangong Wentian subconsciously pulled out the Demon Dragon Sky Crystal Sword from his waist, and instantly cut out a beam of sword light to form a shield, covering the three of them inside.

Because the raindrops fell very quickly, he could only cut out this kind of protective shield with a diameter of only a few meters in such a short time.

"It's this kind of rain again!"

Bei Mingxue looked at the blood-red raindrops in shock, and they dyed everything around them red.

However, after being drenched in this rain of blood, those people without protective shields suddenly became motionless.

This made Nangong Wentian instantly vigilant. He was also drenched in the blood rain last time, but today's rain seems to be completely different from the last time.

Although it was red last time, it was colorless and tasteless.But now it smells of blood inside.

"Brother, look quickly!"

Suddenly, Nangong Wenya pointed at the people who were drenched in blood rain with a surprised face.

……

(End of this chapter)