'Yuxuan' hesitated for a moment, then she walked forward and sat down next to Chen Changsheng.
"Actually, until now, I don't understand what attracted her to you, so that she would rather give up the road to immortality. Her good intentions are something that only you and I can understand."
Chen Changsheng didn't answer, just sat quietly.
'Yuxuan' just sat aside and said no more.
It seemed as if everything in the outside world had quieted down.
It wasn't until the bloody light from the southern land rose into the sky that 'Yuxuan' slowly came back to her senses.
She asked: "You don't care about this catastrophe?"
Chen Changsheng moved slightly.
He looked around and then asked: "What if Chen wins this fight between you and me?"
'Yuxuan' paused and said, "Then just think that you failed her."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen has her own views on everything in this world, and external affairs cannot influence it. As for everything she has done for Chen, Chen will just pay back a little bit in the future."
'Yuxuan' looked at Chen Changsheng and said: "Even if you win this time, other great catastrophes will arise in the future. The Purana Sutra is destined to make up for it. I will not disobey her instructions unless you kill her." I, you will be the king of heaven."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at her and asked, "Is she important to you?"
"Very important……"
'Yuxuan' said: "The world often says that heaven is ruthless. She taught me what it means to be sentient. This is something I should not do as a person in heaven and earth, but it is my biggest gain in these more than 149,000 years." .”
Chen Changsheng remained silent. He had actually guessed this would be the result.
He sighed softly, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
The white snowfield had already been dyed red with blood.
At a glance, there were countless corpses lying on the ground.
Mucang's body was stained with blood as he held the spear in his hand. Countless monsters had died under that gun. His mind was numb and the hand wielding the gun was messy.
There were only two words in his mind, 'Kill the demon'!
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
The voice in his head told him that this was the only chance for the human race.
All deaths will eventually have an explanation.
Song leader, Mazi, Gou'er, he wanted to give an account for all the monks who died in a foreign land.
He has great justice in his heart and is the most outstanding among the few people, even though he is young.
The battle with the demon tribe fell into a bitter battle. Some warriors retreated, while some warriors became more courageous as they fought. This was to be expected.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood piled up.
Descendants move forward step by step with the bones of their predecessors lying on their bodies. This battle that has been entangled for thousands of years will finally end.
Either you die or I die.
Chen Yunhai drew out the sword that pierced the three realm monsters.
He was breathing heavily, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurry.
He was exhausted. After all, there was a huge difference between mortals and monsters.
After he killed two second-level figures and one third-level figure, his steps started to falter.
Warriors from behind assisted him.
"Senior, can you still hold on?"
Chen Zhenghai looked back and saw that it was a young swordsman. He breathed a sigh of relief and said a little weakly: "Not bad, not bad."
"Just be a bird!"
The young swordsman ignored him, picked him up and ran towards the city. After putting him down, he hurried out of the city gate.
"You monster bastard, your grandpa is here!"
The young swordsman left loudly, with so much energy.
Chen Zhenghai couldn't help but smile dumbly when he saw this scene, thinking that he was really here.
He breathed a sigh of relief and actually started coughing.
He looked around and saw a woman holding a wine jar.
On this day, she wore a very beautiful red dress, drank a lot of wine, and was a little drunk, but she never said a word of nonsense.
She remained silent, looking at the fighting in the wilderness.
Chen Zhenghai asked: "Why are you here?"
He runs a blacksmith shop, so he naturally knows this unique woman.
"Just take a look." Du Aniang said.
Chen Zhenghai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just take a look. You have no martial arts skills, so don't go out."
Du Aniang smiled and said: "I rushed out once before and almost died, but I was rescued later. It's a pity that I didn't die that time."
After hearing this, Chen Zhenghai was stunned for a moment and asked, "It is rumored that you came to God's Domain a long time ago."
Du Aniang thought for a moment and said: "It's not that early, but it's true that it's earlier than you."
"You want to go out?"
Chen Zhenghai stood up and looked at Du Aniang.
Du Aniang shook her head and said: "I won't go out..."
She breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "He doesn't want me to die either. For him, I have to live well."
"Crack."
The wine jar hit the ground.
Du Aniang walked aside.
"What are you doing?" Chen Zhenghai asked.
Du Aniang said: "Beat the drum to boost our military morale!"
Du Aniang picked up the drum hammer and walked towards the big drum standing at the top of the city.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of drums spread from the top of the city to the wilderness.
The passionate drumbeat inspired every warrior fighting in the wilderness.
In that snowstorm.
The red dress was particularly eye-catching. As the wind and snow moved, the vibrating drums also ignited the slowly fading blood.
"kill!!"
As the drums sounded, the monks and warriors in the wilderness became more and more courageous as they fought.
Lao Scarzi cut off the head of a four-realm monster and turned to look at the place where the drum sound came from.
He smiled and said, "Hey, this Widow Du is really good at it."
He murmured, and then shouted loudly: "Brothers! Follow me and fight!"
Seeing that the human race became more and more courageous as they fought, the demon race was retreating steadily.
For this reason, several six-level monsters took the lead and disrupted the human race's formation, and then the situation was restored.
The two sides were in a stalemate again, and both felt a little bit tired.
The fighting in the wasteland did not end in one day.
It may take dozens of days, or it may take several months...
But it will end one day.
…
Qingtianyou was hovering in the sky. He looked at the scene of fighting below and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"It should be the last time..."
Qingtianyou sighed in his heart. If this chaotic war ends as soon as possible, fewer people or demons will lose their lives. The greater hope in his heart is that there will be a peaceful life.
If humans and demons can coexist harmoniously, everything in the world will thrive, instead of living in hatred like this.
As the sun sets that evening.
Snowflakes fell on the shoulders of the woman in red, and her hair was also covered with flying snow.
Du A Niang's hands were already red and even purple from the cold, but she never stopped for a moment.
Because this is the only thing she can do.
She always wanted to do something, and now she finally found some satisfaction.
