Chapter 2872 Homecoming

Chapter 2872 Homecoming

war!

This roar shook the heavens.

The Evil Emperor is dead, but the Evil Soldiers will still be there.

boom! Boom!

In the rumbling sound, the domain gates were propped up, and the monks of the various battlefields surrounded the borders of the universe, like streams, in the vast starry sky, gathered into a sea of ​​people.

Going to see the Evil Army, how dare you fight, as early as the moment the emperor died, he was already on the run.

They are also good enough. Too many have escaped into the black hole, but not all evil demons can enter the black hole, and the rest are all over the sky.

"Run, where to run."

The army of the heavens was chasing after him, and his eyes were full of tears.

In this battle, I don't know how many relatives died in the battle, all because of the goddamn demons and evil demons, a great mountain and river, and they were killed into an endless hell.

"Won."

The king of people smiled, the emperor was destroyed, and he won.

As for the remaining celestial demons, without the leader of the emperor, it is a group of dragons without a leader, a group of rabble, the emperor is dead, and their beliefs are shattered. Destruction is only a matter of time.

And the gods, what is desperately needed is respite.

boom! boom! boom!

The rumbling sound gradually drifted away and gradually disappeared.

On the third day, the starry sky returned to calm.

The war is over for now.

Looking at the vast starry sky, it is already devastated, and there is no complete starry sky, nor a complete star. There is blood and fog everywhere, corpses are scattered everywhere, blood flows into rivers, and a broken battle flag shouts fiercely. Fragments, wandering with the galaxy.

The dilapidated mountains and rivers are full of swaying figures, or carrying immortal swords, or dragging war fighters. More than 90% of the cultivators were seriously injured; more than 80% of them were exhausted.

You must know that the three great emperors who invaded this time are three middle-ranked great emperors. They are still alive, and it is a fortune in misfortune that they can win this battle.

"Father, mother."

"Master, where are you?"

"Hometown!"

The broken starry sky, more howling.

In this battle, although the heavens won, they won tragically. I don't know how many star fields were shattered, how many ancient stars collapsed, and how many heavenly beings were burned to ashes by the ruthless war.

"Brother Huwa, go home."

On the other side of the galaxy, Xi Yan stumbled while clutching her bleeding jade shoulder.

Go to see her small world, sealed with a demon.

It was a reincarnated tiger doll.

He did not belong to the Black Lotus clan, and the reason why he was not buried was that there was a mysterious power maintaining him.

That mysterious power came from the ancestors of the Dao, and also from the Underworld Emperor. It was brought to the world of heaven and earth by Laojun and Yan Luo before. Even if the Demon Pillar collapsed, even if there was no origin, it could support them to not die for a short time.

And this short time is enough to do a lot.

For example, to dissolve the blood and memory of the demons.

Ye Chen can do this.

"Master, go home."

In the other starry sky, Qin Yu, Nie Feng and the others were also staggering, one lost his left arm and the other lost his right arm, and they walked with each other.

"Father, go home."

Bi You, Chu Lingyu and the others, laughing tiredly, one took the Sword Emperor, the other took the ancestor of the Tianzong, and ran to the hometown of Da Chu.

"Go home."

In addition to them, there are also Poria, Qianshangyue, Hongchenxue, Saintess of Xingyue, Liu Yi, Xuannv, Luo Xi... There are too many people who have brought back their relatives, laughing with tears along the way , blood in tears.

However, not everyone is as lucky as they are. There are too many reincarnations that have not been found, and there are too many people who have been reincarnated as demons, buried in the flames of war.

Therefore, on that journey, almost everyone carried a jug and sprinkled it along the way, to pay homage to the heroic soul, and not to pay homage to the reincarnated person.

This miss is forever.

"If I kill you at this moment, it won't count as a win."

In the depths of the starry sky, there are also two figures supporting each other, staggering along.

Nailong Wuhe Nan's immortal body.

Compared with Long Wu, Difficulty Immortal's body was injured more seriously. Immortal's body was almost collapsed, and the fire of the primordial spirit of life was also dimmed to the point of annihilation.

"random."

The male immortal said indifferently, without a word of joy or worry.

But he still hasn't handed over the Oriental Jade Spirit. There has never been an era in the history of the heavens where there have been two immortals. The contract of immortality is the real immortality. He is a rigid person who wants to take back his own. Lover, then beat him with strength.

Long Wu was silent. Although his eyes were dim, he was firm. That day would not be too far away.

"Ye Fan, I miss home."

In the starry sky, Yang Lan was lying on Ye Fan's back tiredly, covered in blood and seriously injured.

Ye Fan smiled with the warmth of a man.

Speaking of home, an ancient star of a mortal, three blood-colored figures, facing the fishy wind, is quite lonely.

It was Dugu Sword Saint, Chaos Swordsman, and Tian Gang Yang Xuan. A war spread to the entire heavens. They also participated in the war, and they were guarding the hometown of mortals and the town called Zhuxian.

"war of the Damned."

On the edge of the Xinghai Sea, several beautiful shadows formed a beautiful scenery, Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, Nan Ming Yushu, Lin Shihua, Liu Ruyan, they also supported each other all the way, staggering step by step, all carrying a bleeding handle. Xianjian, wounded as seriously as Chu Xuan, Yuanshen Zhenzhen was severely injured, fighting the nine great devils alone, and he died in nine lives.

"No thanks."

In the Eastern Star Territory, the God of Creation limped, still restless, and sometimes stretched out his fingers and poked the chaotic body beside him.

The chaotic body ignored it, leaning on a war spear in his hand, staggering step by step, and together with the God of Creation, led the team to storm the Optimus Pillar, and almost died.

The two of them, at least still alive, those heroic souls who died in battle were buried on the other side of the starry sky.

"No thanks."

"In exchange for the power of creation."

Otherwise, they are all smart people who don't talk nonsense. If they want to bleed me, they will just say that it is useless to do all this, and exchange good fortune for chaotic blood, which is an equivalent exchange.

"No thanks."

Another starry sky also staged such bridges.

It is Shura Tianzun, even thinking about bloodletting Yuanshi Tianzun, the disciple of Taoist ancestors, his blood is not ordinary.

"Fuck off."

Yuanshi Tianzun's response was straightforward.

In the northern starry sky, the figures are crowded together, some are staggering, and many are swaying.

They are all heroes. The heroes who destroyed the Demon Pillar of Evil Demons. They go in pairs wherever they go, Tianshuo and Baizhi, Mingjue and Qingluan, Chenyi and Jiuxian, Wu Qing and Yaoxin... ..

"Boss, take it easy, it hurts."

It was the Little Ape King again, the only one who was lying on his stomach. He was dragged by the Kui Niu by one leg, and he walked all the way, pulling him all the way. A good monkey was almost ground into meat sauce.

Kui Niu said nothing, glanced at Chen Yi and the others, then glanced at Tian Shuo and the others, the thief wanted to find a wife, but he didn't want to drag a monkey around every time.

"Take it easy, it hurts."

Also being dragged was the little black fat man.

That guy was already a lump, and the injuries were terrifying. Ye Ling was also dragged by one leg, like pulling a dead pig, walking in a dead starry sky.

"Call again, call again and leave you alone."

Ye Ling gave a white glance and dragged on.

Tang Sanshao didn't reply, he really fainted.

In this battle, he was really urinating. He opened the Xueji limit three times in a row. He and Ye Ling were still alive. It was all thanks to Xueji. He didn't know if he was injured or tired. He fell asleep tiredly, snoring loudly ring.

Ye Ling pouted, and shot a dozen medicinal pills into the little fat man's body. This black lump is not very serious on weekdays. At critical moments, it is still reliable. If it weren't for his protection, she would have been there. Naiheqiao drank the soup.

Zheng!

As he was walking, he heard a sword cry.

Then, a pitch-black long sword pierced out of nothingness, attacking Ye Ling's eyebrows.

"Honghuang tribe."

Ye Lington's discoloration changed, the primordial spirit was already split before the sword came to face, it was because the person who shot was too strong, and this sword was also a lore sword. With her current state and her current cultivation For, it is impossible to avoid.

"Die!"

The smirk in the dark, gloomy and terrifying.

It is indeed the Honghuang clan, covered with a black robe, who came to kill Ye Ling specifically, not for anything else, but because Ye Ling is Ye Chen's daughter, he wants to make Ye Chen hurt, and he wants to make Ye Chen want to die.

However, at the moment of life and death, golden light suddenly appeared on Ye Ling's body, and an illusory figure walked out, which was Ye Chen's appearance, or in other words, it was a guardian fairy method that Ye Chen left on Ye Ling's body.

boom!

Ye Chen Xuying was quite domineering, he grabbed the stabbing killing sword in one hand, flipped his hand, and shot the man in the dark into a mist of blood, his body collapsed, and his primordial spirit was blown up.

Therefore, with one blow, Ye Chen's phantom dissipated, and it seemed that the guard could only be used once.

Ye Ling spurted blood, Yangtian fell down, and fell into a stupor.

The dead starry sky, re-enter tranquility.

I don't know when, I saw a colorful Guanghong, which suddenly manifested. Looking closely, it was not Guanghong, but an immortal sword, a colorful immortal sword.

That's right, it was the Immortal Execution Sword, like a ray of light, that sank into Ye Ling's body.

After that, there was no movement.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang came to him. Perhaps the injury was too severe, and he could not stand still when he landed. Ye Chen's face was pale, and Yaochi's breath was also sluggish. The injuries were all in Yuanshen.

Seeing that the two were safe, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is a residue of desolation." Ji Ningshuang whispered, looking around vigilantly.

"Destroyed."

As Ye Chen said, he brought Ye Ling and Tang Sanshao into the small world. His guardian fairy method has a trace of sanity, and he can see the previous picture.

It was because he could see that his expression was extremely cold.

Damn it! He touched his inverse scales once again, and Ye Ling and the others had nothing to do with them. If this was destroyed, he would suffer for the rest of his life.

It was also at this moment that a seed of obsession took root in the depths of his soul.

If one day, his Holy Body is completed, he will find the Honghuang people one by one, and use their heads to pay homage to those heroic souls who died in battle.

The star wind blew lightly, and the two also embarked on their way home.

However, neither of them noticed that Ye Ling in the small world had a strange arc on the corner of his mouth, and a colorful light flashed across Xiao Jiao's body.