The Prodigies War

The night was deep.

The fortress of the northern underworld ancient region camp is brightly lit, but the atmosphere is dignified and oppressive.

No one spoke.

Everyone's face is full of tension, uneasiness and uneasiness.

In the past, when they heard that the strongmen of the ancient wasteland camp were coming, they would only take it as a big joke.

But with the news of the destruction of Yin Jue, blood devil, sky fire, Jiuli... They only have one feeling.

fear!

In less than a day, Lintian led a group of strong men to break through one camp after another. The fierce attack was enough to scare anyone.

At present, the strongmen of the Beiming ancient region camp can only place their hopes on Kun Shaoyu.

But no one knows how kunshaoyu's heart is struggling, suffocating and suffering at the moment!

The night is getting darker and darker.

Kun Shaoyu stood alone in front of the hall, leaning against the railing. The cold wind was bleak, the night was as thick as ink, and the darkness was everywhere.

For a long time, he sighed.

It's difficult to seek the way, it's difficult to fight, and there are many different ways. Where is today?

Draw the sword and look at the heart!

He raised his hand and gently patted the cold railing. An unspeakable sense of sadness and loneliness surged into Kun Shaoyu's heart.

Unfortunately, fleeting time, sorrow, wind and rain, heroism is short!

"Little Lord!"

In the dark night, an old man in grey robe came in a hurry and looked dignified, "the camp in the ancient Luo region has also been broken. Lintian fought with tens of thousands of swords without losing, and the huge city of protecting the way has been razed to ruins."

Kun Shaoyu looked numb. He suddenly understood blood blue clothes.

This guy was not timid, but had already seen through. Behind the scenes in the Feixian battle, the whole nine domains battlefield was destined to have no opponent for Lintian!

"Yin Jue, blood devil, sky fire, dongsang, Jiuli, Dalai... Now it's just us and Xingsha ancient region camp..."

Kun Shaoyu murmured. He felt a breath of unspeakable depression filling his chest. He wished he didn't care about anything and left directly.

"Young Lord, the leaders of the major forces in the city come to meet you!"

Suddenly, someone came in a hurry to convey the news.

Kun Shaoyu was stunned and suddenly woke up. His eyes flashed and said after half a sound, "let them come over."

Before long, a group of men and women came in. They were all the leaders of the major forces in the ancient Beiming region, with extraordinary power.

However, everyone has a worried look on their eyebrows.

"Let me guess. When you come here at this time, do you intend to die with Kun in front of the city of the Tao?"

Kun Shaoyu glanced at the crowd and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Everyone looked sluggish, and they all chatted up.

"Young master Shaoyu, the current situation has reached an extremely critical moment. After discussion, we all believe that it is time to make a decision."

An old man in a golden robe with white hair and Beard said in a deep voice.

Others nodded.

"Oh, what do you want?"

Kun Shaoyu looks a little colder. He has guessed some truth, and a sense of sadness can't help but emerge in his heart.

"Lintian's momentum was like a rainbow. He swept through Liuhe and broke through the camp of six regions in just one day. It can be concluded that the camp of Xingsha ancient region will be broken in a short time. At this time, we... We..."

At last, the old man in golden robe seemed to be ashamed and couldn't speak.

Kun Shaoyu helped him say: "do you want to get out as soon as possible, avoid its edge and stay away from the city to save your life?"

Everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at Kun Shaoyu, but it was obvious that they had acquiesced.

The night is deeper, and the cold wind is as sharp as a knife.

Kun Shaoyu suddenly had an unspeakable weakness, and his heart was suffocated and was about to explode.

He took a few deep breaths and said, "what would you do if I didn't agree?"

Everyone was silent and no one answered.

This question is really hard to answer.

Seeing this, Kun Shaoyu quietly clenched his hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst. He was about to lose control of his anger.

What a shame to retreat without war!?

Since ancient times, in the past nine domain disputes, has the Beiming ancient domain camp ever experienced such a situation of "fearless at the news of the wind and collapse without war"?

Just a Lintian, who led a group of strong men in the ancient wasteland, scared these guys before the soldiers arrived!

Kun Shaoyu hated so much that his hair almost stood up.

He is not in blood and blue clothes. He is unwilling to admit defeat like this. His pride and dignity can't stand such humiliating things at all.

"That's what you... All decided?"

For a long time, Kun Shaoyu barely restrained his anger. His voice was like squeezing out from his teeth, with a bone chilling chill.

Everyone was stiff and looked at each other. Finally, they all answered in silence.

yes!

That's how they decided!

At present, the ancient wasteland camp seems invincible. It has the potential to sweep the battlefield of the nine regions. It is no different from the mantis blocking the car and the ants trying to shake the tree.

No one wants to die, let alone leave their lives in the battlefield of the nine regions!

Seeing this scene, Kun Shaoyu suddenly remembered the candle reflecting the sky.

Yin Jue ancient region was the first camp force to be flattened. At that time, candle Yingkong didn't choose to retreat, but chose to fight with Lintian.

Why did he do that?

Isn't he afraid of death?

no

It's his pride and dignity that can't tolerate him to do so, otherwise, he will become the biggest laughing stock of Yin Jue ancient region and be regarded as a sinner for thousands of years!

"It's a pity that I have neither the power of bloody Qingyi to make a decision nor the desire to die. I want to admit my life, but I'm unwilling to die, but I'm greedy for life..."

Kun Shaoyu looked stunned and muttered to himself.

The atmosphere became more and more dead and depressed.

"Young master Shaoyu, time is pressing. The enemy army may be under the city at any time. The life and death of tens of thousands of lives in the city are all in your mind. Please make a quick decision!"

The old man in golden robe clenched his teeth and opened his mouth.

"Please make a quick decision, young master Shaoyu!"

Others also spoke.

At this moment, Kun Shaoyu was completely cold, and his sorrow was no greater than death. He finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Let's go, let's go."

Kun Shaoyu turned around and stood against the railing, overlooking the night sky in the distance.

The heart is withered and the interest is waning!

The leaders of the major forces in the ancient northern underworld were relieved. Qi Qi raised his head and looked at Kun Shaoyu with his back to everyone. They didn't say much at last and turned away.

In the face of a great disaster, each fly!

Until the crowd dispersed, Kun Shaoyu's long hair suddenly turned white like snow in the night.

His eyes were empty and confused.

After decades of cultivation, he is extremely talented and leads the coquettish field alone. He thinks he is not inferior to anyone in ancient times. He is as romantic as the ancients!

In the end, I wasted here, alone, dark, such a big mountain and river, no one can say, hate in my heart!

"Ah --!"

Suddenly, Kun Shaoyu roared, and his anger, helplessness and sadness, like a landslide and tsunami, were vented in the night sky.

The whole city was shocked.

Looking at the place where Kun Shaoyu stands, he has long disappeared.

On this night, Kun Shaoyu, one of the eight regions of Qingming, the younger generation leader of Beiming ancient region and the emperor son of Kun nationality, lost his mind and went crazy!

In short, Kun Shaoyu is crazy.

This night, the northern underworld was a city of roads, and there were all figures who fled in panic. Everyone was as frightened as a lost dog!

Seeing him rise from a tall building, seeing him feast guests, seeing him... The building collapsed!

……

At dawn, the Haoyu ark, carrying Lintian and his party, appeared in front of the northern underworld berm city.

However, what I saw was an empty city, full of desolation and desolation.

"Damn it, that Kun Shaoyu is so despicable. Like the blood green clothes, he fled without fighting!"

The old clam was stunned.

Everyone else was in a trance.

In one day, they traveled all over the battlefield of the nine regions, like the gods sweeping the six harmonies, breaking down cities and defeating regional camps.

Go all the way, be happy with gratitude and hatred!

This was absolutely impossible in the past, just like a passionate, heroic, passionate and generous dream, which seemed so unreal.

But now, it happened one by one!

Until they broke through the Xingsha ancient region camp and arrived at the Beiming ancient region camp, they were still in a state of confusion along the way.

In just one day, you can sweep the eight regions, destroy the city and destroy the enemy. It's like thunder and anger. It's like the light of the river and the sea!

Such a thing has never happened in the previous two nine domain disputes.

"There are a few people who are not afraid of death in this world. The more high-ranking people and powerful people are, the more greedy they are!"

SHAOHAO sighed.

"We... Really won?"

If the dance looks trance, it seems incredible.

"Win!"

Everyone else nodded.

Step on the eight regions, a snow is a shame.

The blood and tears left by countless ancestors here are rewarded today!

Laugh at the sky and laugh boldly: "from today on, the battlefield of the nine regions should respect my ancient wasteland!"

"Won, really won..."

Some people laugh with tears.

Tears don't mean you're not strong. Only those who shed tears understand how hard this victory is.

Lintian didn't say anything more. He stood up in the air and sat under the sky. He looked quiet and solemn, and recited the universal Dharma.

The sky is bright, the Buddha light is vast, and thousands of lotus flowers as bright and clean as colored glass cover the huge city.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and Lintian was also unable to calm down.

Today, Lintian finally swept the camp of the eight regions and wiped out all the cities protecting the way. How could Lintian be unhappy?

A little lofty spirit, thousands of miles, fast wind!

Only after going through the scenes of fierce fighting in the nine regions battlefield can we understand how extraordinary the significance of this great victory is for the ancient wasteland camp.

In the past years, I have been humiliated, resented, bowed, and finally come out today!

In the field, only the summer solstice has been standing there quietly, wearing a black robe, the brim of the hat covers the face, and the light of darkness bathes the whole body all night.

What about the victory of the ancient wasteland camp?

In the world, Lintian was the only one in her eyes.

Nothing else.

On that day, Lintian led a group of strong people in the ancient wasteland to break the camp of the eight regions and create an unprecedented victory.

Since ancient times, who hasn't seen in the history of history? Now, I see that the achievements and fame surpass the ancients!

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