The sky is filled with fog and the direction cannot be identified.

The place covered by fog seemed to have become another world, no longer the world that everyone knew. It was strange here, and sometimes huge shadows stood up from the fog, and the roars of beasts echoed around.

The fog isolated the spirits, and even the priests could not communicate with the world. They were as if they had lost their eyes and ears, and could only groping forward.

How about fighting with others?

Huangdi's army was defeated again and again, and their pride was about to collapse in front of the demon god in Jiuli.

No one can tell the time, no one can tell the direction. Every time the Jiuli Demon God waves his weapon, he will take away the lives of hundreds of thousands of warriors. This is not the unscrupulous ordinary people in the Fang Kingdom clan. These are all the warriors of Huangdi, and the most outstanding and ingenious figure under Xuanyuan.

Now he is slaughtered as a cattle and sheep.

The only loud weapon collision sounded frequently in the fog. Whenever this sound sounded, Huangdi's army would retreat in that direction.

That is the direction where Huangdi is.

Xuanyuan Huangdi fought with Jiuli's head, blocking the terrifying demon god's footsteps.

"What should I do, what should I do!" the priest in yellow shouted to the sky.

He didn't know, tears dripping through his cheeks.

However, above the head of the yellow-clothed priest, mist flowed, and a hideous hand appeared, instantly slapped the priest into minced flesh.

The fog-locking spirit works on both sides, but the demons in Jiuli obviously do not rely on spiritual power and spells. They only need to use their powerful bodies to rush around the battlefield, unstoppable.

The center of the frequent collision sounds, the scarlet sky spear and the brass sword are constantly intertwined.

Chiyou is more burly than Huangdi, and his weapons are even more powerful. During the close fight, his moves suppress Huangdi even tightly. At this moment, Chiyou's black armor had no scars, but Huangdi's body was already stained with blood.

"Are you the price I took after I triggered the taboo?" Xuanyuan said.

Chi You was puzzled and did not respond. He waved the slashing vertically.

Huangdi raised his sword to block it and was blown away by huge force.

"Roar!" The beast under Chi You's seat roared and ran towards the injured Xuanyuan. Almost in an instant, a huge shadow enveloped Xuanyuan. Chi You raised his weapon and the scarlet sharp edge of the Bahuang fell on Xuanyuan's head.

"You don't know how to master that power." Xuanyuan whispered.

The land is crying.

The mountains rose out of nowhere, held up Xuanyuan's people, and then turned Wanren into a giant sword and fell down, flooding Jiuli.

"Dang--!" Chen Bahuang fell, but the long sword blocked Xuanyuan's head. The man seemed to have suddenly possessed great power and actually shook Chen Bahuang away.

Chiyou glanced around and saw that the fog had faded.

The light of the orb in the hand gradually converged.

The spirits between heaven and earth began to flow.

The words of the law are constructed in the air, writing the oldest original chapter.

The virtue of the earth is the source of the earth.

Xuanyuan stood up, rode the yellow dragon to ascend to heaven, overlooking the world, and carrying the sky.

Chi You stared at the extremely dazzling man and narrowed his eyes.

This kind of thing... is called the law?

Is this the power that the whole world fears?

Actually...this is the only way?

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Li Xi'an stepped on Shaodian's chest and cut off his head with Shaodian's own strange-shaped sword.

Shaodian's blood stained red gold-blue scales, making Li Xi'an's forearm turn into a vermilion color.

This man finally couldn't chatter in his ears.

Throwing down his head and long sword, Li Xi'an stood there for a long time without moving.

"There are also pairs of such eyes in the sky?"

Maybe I should go to the so-called heaven.

Since Shaodian could go and see him, he could do it too. In the last generation of the Xia Dynasty, he forced himself to open the gate of heaven and arrived at the heavenly court.

There is no heaven in this era, but there is a similar heaven.

Li Xi'an was a little irritated.

Why does there always be a strange thing in this world that lives in heaven? It seems that no matter how long is a huge shadow covering the world, destroying the enemies of the old Jiuzhou, the heaven and the heaven in the secret era, and the present world where his body is located, it is even more difficult to move forward.

Thinking of this, Li Xi'an stepped on Shao Dian's body a few more times.

The father of the two emperors did not receive the slightest respect of Li Xi'an.

He wiped Shaodian's body and soared into the sky, and the golden and green light was like a long nail into the sky.

But he searched all over the sky but couldn't find the way to heaven.

He made the sky a green mirror and then shattered it.

Still not the road.

The sky broke one after another.

But the fragments did not fall, and the sky still looked intact.

These broken sky was supported by the mountain called Buzhou in the center of China and did not harm the world.

Li Xi'an returned to the world. He felt that all this was related to the indestructible Chiyou. Shaodian secretly taught Chiyou and told him that the method of defeating Huangdi had a reason. For Shaodian, everything he did was inseparable from heaven and filth. He just had to search deeper along the things left by Shaodian, and he could always find some clues.

After returning to the earthly world, Li Xi'an realized that the earthly world had changed again. His time scale was different from that of the world. In the blink of an eye in his eyes, the world changed in time.

Li Xi'an listened to people talking about the Battle of Zhuolu, saying that Huangdi lost to Chiyou, allowing the demon god to occupy a large area of ​​land in the south, and the southern countries were reduced to ruins. Many ancient and prominent clans became history. Their clans were slaughtered by Jiuli because of their help.

The land of China is extremely tragic.

That battle also damaged Xuanyuan's vitality, and many soldiers who had established immortal merits buried their bones on the battlefield.

When Li Xi'an followed his memory to Chen's land and saw the blood-stained city gate walls, the prosperous Chen land was still prosperous, but was built on the corpses of many people. The people who walked by Jiuli just cast doubtful eyes at him, and even the demon god entrenched on the city gate glanced at him and stopped talking.

No fear.

Why?

Li Xi'an raised his hand, all the golden scales faded away, and he looked exactly the same as he had returned to Chen Di hundreds of years ago.

Red dress with red scales.

Emperor Yan, when I mentioned Jiuli to you, have you ever thought about the scene of Chen Di?

"Who are you?" The demon god entrenched on the city gate noticed Li Xi'an.

The neat and luxurious red clothes, and those who wear this kind of clothes are descendants of the great clan or priests around the king.

Since their leaders defeated Huangdi, more and more people came to Chendi to surrender. Even though their brutal reputation of Jiuli was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, those fencemen still wanted to surrender, hoping to get benefits.

The heads of these people were hung outside the city wall and dried up.

"The gods who once surrendered to Emperor Yan should still remember me."

"Then you are the old subordinate of Emperor Yan, come to surrender to me Jiuli?" The demon god was very happy.

Li Xi'an's hand brushed across his cheek from top to bottom, as if he painted an angry cinnabar for himself.

A ball of flowing and treacherous ochre red, a pair of lotus flowers angrily, and a ray of light flew into your hands from afar.
Chapter completed!