Chapter 165

Two hundred miles to the north of Shenjing, the ruins are all over the surrounding area. Under the heavy snow, it looks so bleak and desolate. However, the history of its desolation is not long ago, more than ten years.

Originally, because it was close to the gate of endless mountain space, the vitality of heaven and earth was very strong. Therefore, it was a rare fertile land and a place for living and working in peace and contentment in Northwest China in summer. However, after the invasion of foreigners to the south, everything was completely changed.

In ten and a half years, it will be called the most snowstorm in the north.

There was a fight between the top levels of the world of practice in the wasteland with goose feathers. However, under the cover of thousands of ghosts and Sheng songs and covering the sky array, no breath was revealed. However, at a certain moment, it changed. A flame rising from the sky, accompanied by the great momentum of the semi saint, rose to the sky and all parties moved!

In the western suburb of Shenjing, where the Fourth Army of Shenjing was stationed, Youyi, which had been assembled before, held the sun. The three armies of Shenwei were still waiting in the school yard. No one, including the youwing beast, made a little noise. The snow gradually covered it and became snow-white sculptures.

A rush of hooves, accompanied by a roar, broke the peace in the forbidden area.

"There is an order in the White Emperor's palace. The Hufu is here. The Marquis of Weiyuan mutinies and colludes with other nations to surround and kill Zhenyu Marquis, Youchi and hold the sun. The three armies of Shenwei immediately rush to the north of Shenjing at the fastest speed to rescue them, cut off all the alien races and bring back the head of Weiyuan marquis."

In the school yard, the snow-white sculptures burst instantly, and the three-color armor pierced the world!

There is wind in the sky and the sky, and the Youyi army with the highest marching speed in the world has disappeared into the wind.

Although the ship of the nether world floating in the sky of the northern wasteland is still full of dark air, there are few ghosts wandering around it. The whole dark array is torn out by the immovable Ming king, and the snow falls from it, turning into black crystals.

A hexagon shaped, small and delicate crystal fell on Zhenyu Hou's shoulder. It bounced off to the side, continued to fall, and fell on another beautiful face. However, the face had lost its vitality in both eyes.

There are four bodies of tianyuwei lying on the ground, and one of them is carried by Zhenyu Houlin Lang, so only two of the ten Tianyu guards are left.

Asahiyu's foot prints on the ground of the town's black head, which is very smooth and steady.

Yu Mie, the chief commander, raised his head with one hand on the ground. There was regret on his perfect face. In his golden eyes, he reflected the middle-aged man walking slowly. He was not tall, but still calm.

"It's a pity that we've tried our best to kill you, but we're only a little short of killing you. Now, under this dark array, everyone is exhausted. So the final one who lives or dies depends on the recovery speed of the source and the vitality of heaven and earth."

Yu Mie's voice came out of his mouth. After a pause for a while, it continued to ring, which seemed to be a little intermittent:

"your cultivation has reached the level of half saint, and it is in the prime of the human race, when the Qi and blood are most vigorous, so all of us here naturally recover the fastest."

Zhenyu Marquis has gone to Yu Mie's body and looks down at the kneeling commander of Tianyu Wei.

"But you should be aware that our empire can plunder the seeds of faith to replenish the consumption, so I still have the strength of the first World War."

The commander of Tianyu guard raised his hand to seize another Yu clan around him. The latter directly turned into a kind of belief and was directly absorbed. The purple flame of faith on Yu Mie's body began to burn again. He raised his hand to grab a gun of holy light from the void and stabbed Lin Lang's waist from bottom to top.

The gun of the holy light pierced from Zhenyu Hou's back. Yu Mie's face was ecstatic, then turned into consternation and struggle. Because a huge and powerful hand grasped his throat and lifted him up, the huge force from his throat made him hard to breathe. Nearby, the voice of baimingxiu, the great elder of mingzong, was heard in his ear:

"don't be white It takes a lot of effort. Even if you are the peak of a great master and you don't break through that barrier, you can never guess the mystery of the half saint's realm. Even if the half saint has only a little strength left, he can switch between the elemental and the physical body at will. Your holy light can't reach the original level, so it can be ignored for Zhenyu Hou. "

The eyes of the commander of Tianyu Wei are full of despair. The power from his throat is stronger and stronger, with strong heat. It is the steady Ming Wang fire that is gradually recovering.

Zhenyu Hou Lin Lang pinched his right hand hard, and a golden flame was burning on Yu Mie's throat. He also said faintly:

"I am the Grand Marshal of endless mountain in the west of Daxia, responsible for resisting the alien race outside the country. Now that you have stepped into the land of Daxia, it is my dereliction of duty. So in any case, even if I die, you must die. This is Daxia The glory of the day. "

"Does that include me?"

A faint voice of inquiry sounded from afar, with the unique flavor of hexu mountain in Fengcheng, Guizhou. At the same time, accompanied by a figure walking with wind and snow, he was slender and had snow on his shoulders. When he walked in, he found that his face was quite beautiful, but his right arm was empty.It's a Terran, young, in his early twenties!

Zhenyu Hou left Yu Mie, commander of Tianyu Wei, who had lost his head. He turned and looked at the visitor. His eyes were dignified. He opened his mouth and asked:

"who are you?"

In the pupil of the youth, there is a calm, which often appears in another person of the same age. The smooth response is:

"my name is Tuoba, and my surname is Yunyan."

"It turned out to be Yunyan."

Before Zhenyu Hou's words fell, a snow-white gun had already passed through his chest. The face of the young man with broken arms was close to him. Their eyes were intertwined. From the White Spear, frost came forth continuously, spreading from Zhenyu Hou's wound, and then the blood gushing out was frozen into ice.

Zhenyu Hou snorted, and his mouth was covered with blood, but his eyes were still burning. He spoke softly:

"it's the soul of the Tao, the original strength of frost, and a good gun."

"The name of this gun is Shuanghua."

The young man took the Shuanghua gun out of Zhenyu Hou's chest and stabbed it into Zhenyu Hou's chest again. His hand holding the gun was smooth and his face was smooth, even though he was in front of the famous Grand Marshal of western Xinjiang in Xia Dynasty.

In this way, Shuanghua gun was repeatedly used for hundreds of times. Each time, it brought out a piece of blood flower, and then it was frozen into beautiful and charming blood crystals.

Zhenyu Hou did not make any sound after the first snort. The whole upper body was almost covered by frost, and finally, the frost spread to the neck.

Shuanghua spear stabbed in again, but this time, it was not pulled out, because Zhenyu Hou, who had been devastated, raised his right hand to hold the snow-white gun in his chest, then drew the young man closer with his left hand, and opened his mouth in the ear of the young man with broken arms and whispered in a low voice.

Then the gun was pulled out again, and the blood gushed.

Zhenyu Hou's body fell down, down is a big mountain!

He side of the head, quietly looking at the distance by him gently flat white dress woman, that is his wife, eyes gradually lost the look.

The sky of Yulong pass in summer collapsed.

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