The marching army of Fengraomin was like a torrent after a mountain collapse.

The warships blocked the original color of the sky and continued to advance in a crushing manner.

And behind the clouds, as the ancient summoning ceremony began, a layer of illusory white mist began to spread over the battlefield, and mirage-like figures emerged from it.

Sorrow, pain, despair - it seemed to be an aggregation of all negative emotions.

Finally, in the illusory white mist, the purple vertical pupils that occupied the entire sky slowly opened. When the mist dissipated, everyone saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The dead planet that seemed like a living body had arrived directly above the Fanghu at some point. If it fell on the Fanghu, all life would come to an end.

One by one, the purple vertical pupils slowly opened, looking down at the Fanghu indifferently, as if looking for the enemy who had destroyed it.

But in today's era, there are no more Yunshang Wuxiao, and naturally there is no one to stop it from moving forward.

After a brief buzzing sound, tens of thousands of destructive beams burst out from the vertical pupils, destroying the entire front line in almost an instant.

The defense line that the Cloud Riders tried their best to protect collapsed completely in just a moment.

[Ji Du Mirage]

That was the activated planet that once destroyed the Immortal Boat Cangcheng, and now, the evil star has been summoned again to offer Fang Hu the end of all things.

The Cloud Riders were helpless and could only watch the evil star plunder the lives of countless comrades in an instant, slowly descending from the sky like a death countdown.

An Ming tightly grasped Wu Ye and wanted to rush out to do something, but found that when facing a planet, nothing could be changed and nothing could be done.

At this time, he once again felt powerless. He clearly held a sword in his hand, but he could not change the direction of his fate.

Is there really only one path to fate?

If so, then what is the meaning of the sword in his hand?

An Ming walked out of the battlefield hospital step by step, regardless of his weakness. As a Cloud Rider, he must at least die on the battlefield.

"We Cloud Riders are like clouds blocking the sky--"

"Protect the Immortal Boat!"

In a trance, An Ming seemed to hear the roar of the Cloud Riders and the fierce collision of swords.

"Sister... can fate really be cut off?"

...

...

Taibu Si.

On the projection sand table, Fu Xuan witnessed the failure of the reinforcements.

Bu Liren not only possessed a fleet and beasts that covered the sky, but also summoned the legendary activated planet [Ji Du Mirage].

Fu Xuan did not dare to imagine the consequences of the evil star falling on Fang Hu. Just thinking that he would never see An Ming again, his whole body and hands and feet became cold, and he barely supported his petite body by holding the edge of the sand table.

Lose An Ming?

No... She doesn't want it!

Fu Xuan took a deep breath, and her index finger fell on the sand table, and the mysterious hexagrams swirled around her fingertips.

As a fortune teller, this is all she can do.

Only in this desperate situation can she find the only chance of survival!

The result of the hexagram indicates that she needs to continue to maintain a defensive position and wait for a turnaround in the future.

Fu Xuan felt an unspeakable anger surge up to her head, defensive? What's the point of continuing to defend in this situation? Do we really have to wait for the evil star to completely fall on the square pot and end everything before it can turn around!

Why can't she see through fate?

Choose the lesser of two evils, this is the first lesson Fu Xuan learned from divination.

But how can she weigh the pros and cons now? With human vision, can we really find the real answer from such a huge torrent of fate?

"Master... My apprentice is not good at learning. If I can see further, will the ending not be so cruel?"

Clear tears fell on the sand table, Fu Xuan no longer hesitated, turned around and left the Taibu Division.

There is no time to hesitate, and a decision must be made now.

The collapse of the Cloud Cavalry Army cannot be reversed, and the chance of victory is gone. The so-called turning point is nowhere to be found.

Since there is no turning point, she will create one!

The only turning point is——

Lingdi Bow, descending!

...

...

The shadow of the Jidu Mirage shrouds Fanghu.

The war has never been extinguished, countless Cloud Cavalry fell on the roadside, and not even a ray of light can be seen.

There is no possibility of victory.

But no one retreated half a step.

An Ming raised his head with blood all over his body, and the Wuye in his hand completely lost its light. The sword has cut off countless heads of Fengrao people, and the black sword body is about to be stained with blood.

The cold raindrops hit his face, like tears falling to the ground.

There is no comrade who can stand up beside him, and blood and broken arms dye every inch of land red.

There is only one path to destiny.

An Ming looked at Wu Ye and felt the powerlessness all over his body.Nothing has changed.

He imagined the war to be too simple and too illusory.

One person cannot change anything. This is a battlefield of life and death, and it will not end until death.

The rain kept falling, but it stopped after a moment.

There was not even a trace of wind.

A person stood on the cliffs high up, with a blue dotted line in his palm connecting the sky. When the clouds and mist dissipated, a huge mirror-like instrument was suspended in the sky.

"What do you want to do?"

"General, Yuque has the alliance's first stargazing weapon, the Kanyun Mirror - if you send a distress signal to the place where the Emperor Bow last appeared, you can reverse the situation and prevent the Jidu Mirage from falling!"

"As the proposer, I am willing to go to the battlefield in person and become the one who manipulates the Kanyun Mirror!"

Fu Xuan did not get a positive answer. Looking at Jing Yuan's departing back, she suddenly understood something.

So, she fell on her seat with her whole body trembling.

There is only one path to destiny.

"Mr. Fu, you do not have the authority to operate the Kanyun Mirror, but do not worry. In times of crisis, the Six Imperials should unite."

"I will bear all the responsibilities as the proposer."

Jing Yuan said so, and then walked away step by step. Although his brows were extremely tired, he was still determined.

Having the authority to operate the Kanyun Mirror.

The Six Imperials should unite.

Tears blurred Fu Xuan's eyes, so that she could no longer see the pattern on the floor.

The only one who could understand the will of the Emperor Bow and send signals was Jing Tian.

At this moment, Fu Xuan finally understood what fate was.

There is only one path of fate from beginning to end.

She resisted and questioned, but she was still part of fate.

Reluctance to believe is also a kind of fate.

The rain gradually stopped, and the peach trees in the courtyard were still in full bloom.

Jing Tian looked at the Ji Du Mirage high in the sky, and then looked at An Ming on the battlefield in the distance, with a relieved smile.

The sword had not yet been unsheathed.

"One day, you will cut off your so-called destiny."

Jingtian slowly closed his eyes and raised his right hand without any hesitation.

The moment the blue light fell, it turned into a straight beam of light, crossing the sky and reaching the sea of ​​stars!

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