How can the beauty of Sansheng Lian dominate the world

Chapter 450

Directly in front of Hell Rock is a thousand Qingqi elites, following behind the General Ye Anting.I saw that he was wearing a black shirt, cold and arrogant.Holding a three-meter black and translucent dragon gun in his hand, his whole body exuded a fierce killing intent honed on the battlefield, and he rode a golden Yinglong lying on the ground under his crotch.

Yinglong has wings on its broad back, a thin neck, a large scale, a body with spines, and a long, sharp tail.The forehead of the leading dragon head is protruding, and under the high arched eyebrows are inlaid a pair of huge eye sockets, and the small ears and nose add a bit of cuteness to its might.One person and one dragon are particularly eye-catching in the silver eyes, and the icy aura unintentionally exudes makes people chill.

At this moment, the sun was hanging in the sky, and a man of extraordinary bearing stepped lightly on the branch of the locust locust tree lightly and gracefully, and flew up to the flaming prison rock lotus platform calmly.The sword-like eyebrows on the handsome face of a god flew slantingly into the temples, and a pair of extremely bright amber eyes shone with a calm and introverted gaze, like a black dragon soaring into the sky and rising from the fire to look at everything.The long black satin-like hair at the temples is simply tied with a golden crown wrapped with gilt nine-dragon opera beads. The clean and refreshing autumn wind blows over the ink silk scattered behind him, and the strands fly up, fluttering like The banished fairy who came down to earth.

This person is Luoyue Qingyou. Ten years ago, Shenyue was in civil strife and his father died. He was ordered to take over the devastated Shenyue Kingdom.Ten years of hard work has made him a real king.

Countless free light spots under the shade of the tree fell on his purple-gold Canghai Longteng brocade robe, his vigorous figure complemented the strange ancient locust tree behind him.As soon as his figure fell, everyone was shocked by the imperial aura of him in an instant, and their eyes were full of fanaticism and respect.All the soldiers in the school field knelt down on one knee in unison, and the sound of armor rang out in unison.The honorable soul master saluted him with his right hand on his left chest.

"See His Majesty the Moon Emperor!"

For a moment, the loud voice resounded in the wide camp, without resting for a long time.

Luoyue's quiet eyes said solemnly and loudly:

"Soldiers, soul masters, no courtesy! This military operation is about the survival of Shen Yue Nation, and even the entire Xianlian Continent. You are the pride of Shen Yue Nation. You have a long way to go, and you must defend the honor of the empire! Defend the sons of the empire! civil!"

His high-pitched and majestic voice penetrated into the hearts of the people, and in an instant, everyone felt their blood boil, and everyone shouted in unison:
"Swear to the death to defend the honor of the empire! Swear to the death to defend the honor of the empire!"

His right and left arm, general Ye Anting and chief soul master Qianyue cast a reassuring look at Luoyue Qingyou at the same time, he nodded with a satisfied smile on his lips, and watched the troops galloping away from a distance.A burst of dust rose from among the golden grass blades on the grassland.He looked up to the sky with pride and screamed, lonely, arrogant, and confident.A sharp look flashed across his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"The storm that has been brewing for a long time on the Xianlian Continent will set off another thrilling catastrophe. Who dares to fight for the top?"

He looked at the high and remote sky, the white floating clouds trembling in the wind, and a gentle and lovely face could not help appearing in his mind.The dark eyes are rippling like waves, so clear that there are no impurities.His cold heart felt a long-lost warmth, and a faint smile unconsciously rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Hope she's all right!"

Xianlian Continent Lihun Jian

The piercing wind blows against the blood-colored earth.A piece of blood that was in full swing fascinated the sky that was piled up with bones.

The sound of fighting pouring into the Lihunjian can be heard endlessly, and the confrontation between the two armies of immortals and demons has lasted for a full ten years.

No one in the six realms was spared, and they were all involved in this vortex of this earth-shattering war of annihilation, and could not get out.

In the battle of annihilating the world, civil strife broke out unexpectedly.The disappearance of Xuan Chenbi and Shui Luoxia caused a complete break between the Six Palaces of the Immortal Realm, the Four Ancient Schools and the main battle faction of the Immortal Realm.The Flame Sect, the Sword Sect, and the Sacred Sect stood on the front line. Surprisingly, the Fo Sect remained silent this time and never participated in the battle.

The seven factions of the Eastern Pole rose strongly in the battle to destroy the world, and they were all in the limelight for a while. The Earth Demon Sect joined forces with them to form the Eastern Demon Alliance.Many small forces surrendered one after another in order to protect themselves.The strength of the Dongsha League suddenly swelled, and it openly competed with the Six Palaces of the Immortal Realm, acting more and more arrogantly.

However, to everyone's surprise, after the outbreak of the Great War between Immortal and Demon, Immortal Emperor Tian Jin disappeared without a trace.As a result, there is no owner in the fairy world, and the situation is extremely passive, retreating steadily under the pressure of the three realms of the underworld, demons and monsters.

Mortal Realm, as the main battlefield of the World Annihilation War, has been greatly affected.The people were in dire straits, and blood flowed like rivers, but the Lianwu Empire in the Yunhuan Continent survived.The common people are suffering, and they all look forward to the early end of this war. Unfortunately, if the Eastern Demon Alliance, which is united by the Eastern Seven Sects of the Immortal World and the Disha Cult, is not completely destroyed, the hated Emperor Ying Luofan and the demon world who are furious, Will never retreat.

No one knows why the demon king Ying Luofan, who didn't advocate the battle of gods, changed his attitude very quickly after meeting the young master of Xuanhan Palace.His strong support is also one of the reasons why the war of gods could not end for a long time.In the World Destroyer God War, the mighty power of the demon world was also shown to the world for the first time.Only then did everyone know that the demon world is the deepest hidden world!In order to avenge their Majesty the Demon Emperor, they finally broke out!

Seeing that the army of the fairy world could no longer resist the attack of the army of the demon world, the Dongsha League utterly dragged the ordinary people of the mortal world into the war, hoping to gain a chance to survive.When Luoyue Qingyou heard the news, she resolutely opposed it, and finally put on armor and went into battle herself, just to protect these innocent people!
A strong smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, and countless pale and panicked faces trembled hopelessly in this land of Shura, looking resentfully at the high-ranking members of the Eastern Demon League.The demons on the opposite side are indeed terrifying, but these so-called decent people who ruthlessly pushed them to death are even more despicable.Their hearts are colder than demons, and their methods are so outrageous.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drums of war are like thunder, and one sound, like a death knell, resounds through the earth.The innocent people shivering in the bloody wind looked desperately at the army of demons sweeping in like a wave.

"kill!"

Underworld Emperor Ying Luofan's cold and heartless voice fell without any hesitation.

At this moment, on the battlefield where the battle flag is flying, he has already lost the childishness and warmth of the past.Wearing the armor of the god of death and holding the staff of the last king to lead the army alone, he is so dazzling that countless subjects pay homage to him.

The magic flames rose high, and Ghost Li neighed, eerie and terrifying.

(End of this chapter)