blood sacrifice

In a sense, giri is so fragile in front of life.

The body is smooth and the movements are light, the sword is like flowing water, and the tricks are merciless. In an instant, the undead army, which was still crowded with people and could not see the end, was torn open by Rong Ye from the middle of the road and penetrated into the enemy's belly.

But the undead is the undead, there is no perception of living beings, no joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. There is no need to talk about pain. When you fall, you get up again.

No matter what kind of fatal injury it was, it was insignificant to them. Even if their heads were cut off, they still struggled to get up and continue the mechanical slaughter, as if they were still immersed in the endless blood sacrifice of gods and demons 4000 years ago. The only thing all living beings have to do in their lifetime is to kill and be killed.

Seeing this, Rong Ye couldn't help frowning, and a silver sword light came down, cutting off the hands and feet of an undead. The undead was like a flat toy, and fell to the ground expressionlessly without a wail, with hands and feet blown away. It seemed that the fallen parts were struggling with the torso, but they were just thumping helplessly on the ground.

"What are you still doing!" Looking down at the bewildered clansman from a high position, his blue eyes were cold and disdainful, and when he spoke, he raised his hand and crushed another undead soldier. The voice full of infinite spiritual power echoed in the blood On the woven earth, "Those who run away, beheaded! Those who disturb the morale of the army, beheaded! Those who disobey the military order, beheaded!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the angels were shocked, as if they had returned to the most anxious era of the blood sacrifice of gods and demons 4000 years ago, the era when the God of War was still there, even though he was losing every step of the way, he would not lose hope, and the God of War fought against the enemy The three sentences that must be said before to inspire the army and to clarify military discipline echoed on the earth at this moment, shaking the desperate and collapsed souls of everyone.

I don't know who yelled that "God of War" first. There was a small commotion at first, but it quickly spread like a butterfly effect. There were many discussions, and they became louder and louder. Resounded throughout the world.

Their god is back, their king is back, their hope and rebirth are back!

When a dying person sees these things, he returns to the sea like a fish out of water. It is the excitement and excitement of the whole body, blood and even the soul. The ecstasy that even the hand holding the knife does not feel trembling is swept away in a moment. Ashes, replaced by ecstasy.

Following the example of Rong Ye, the self-proclaimed noble angels are no longer constrained by the gorgeous elegance and deadly precision of their moves. They slash in embarrassment without image, shout and howl like venting, clamoring for their pain and expressing their difficulty. With the helplessness of speaking, they chopped up the dead and dead within sight into five pieces, separated their limbs, deprived them of all rights to act, and watched them struggling to the end.

Rong Ye also didn't dare to neglect at all, watching all directions, listening to all directions, mopping up the undead that surrounded him, closing his eyes and unwilling to look at the ashen and numb face that was familiar in the past, and doing everything he could to help. clansmen.

The protoss, who were killed in a one-sided situation just now, were sluggish and retreating. At this moment, they seemed to be excited like blood. They were obviously far behind in numbers, but they fought hard to fight a bloody road. In an instant, history repeated itself. After all, the favorable side turned to one's own side.

After the end of the war, the angels who thought they were dead just now couldn't believe that they were still alive at this moment. After being extremely tense, they suddenly relaxed, and everyone collapsed on the ground in unison, gasping for breath, but their eyes were tight. Following Rong Ye's figure closely, it is yearning, reverence, dependence, and love.

Rong Ye habitually counted the remaining number of people and combat strength of his own side, walked through the crowd, stepped over the corpses, walked over the severed limbs, checked the serious injuries of the angels, and said a few simple words of comfort and encouragement. He was used to the battlefield style.

What he doesn't know is, what an honor his insignificant act is in the eyes of others, it comes from the care of his own belief, no matter how hard, tired and hurt, everyone is like a chicken blooded spirit, He was even a little dizzy and couldn't tell whether he was working so hard for the so-called family homeland or for the approachable and unsullied figure.

The fact that he didn't see Fifth Brother from the beginning to the end made Rong Ye feel uneasy. Although this was not the only way to the Ninth Heaven, it didn't mean that Fifth Brother would turn a deaf ear to such a big thing happening here.

This is only the sixth heaven, and further ahead is the main camp of the Nantian 42 Palace, but almost all the people in the Nantian 42 Palace are here, and the chief angel group will follow the archangel to guard the ninth heaven. The only reason for not coming here to support for a long time is that something happened to Jiuchongtian that made them too busy to take care of themselves, so they can only ask for blessings.

Thinking of this, Rong Ye couldn't help frowning, how could he get along well with the second brother, third brother, fourth brother and the chief angel group who were helpless and overwhelmed?

"Pray." He said without any waves.

Qi didn't expect His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince to be willing to talk to him at this moment, so he stepped forward cleverly, knelt down on one knee respectfully and waited for orders.

"What's your purpose?" Rong Ye observed him without daring to relax his vigilance during the battle just now.

If Xiao had stepped in, he would not have missed such a good opportunity just now, but Qi Qi did not, it was just a hard fight, and he was not at all surprised by all the protoss present, and it can even be said that he did his best. Even if he is strong enough to be his god of war, he will try his best to take care of all the companions he can take care of while protecting himself, but he seems to be covering himself all the time, clearing away the obstacles in the blind spots of vision.

"This subordinate belongs to His Highness's chief angel group. Whether His Highness believes it or not, this subordinate has always been the same from the beginning to the end. There is no two minds." Even Qi himself found it ridiculous, but even so, so what, he was telling the truth and doing it It is also what he does according to his will, from beginning to end, but whether he believes it or not does not depend on him.

As if it wasn't surprising that Qi would say such a thing, Rong Ye said with a deadpan expression: "Pray for an order."

"Subordinates are here."

"Lead the Nantian 42nd Palace to defend the sixth heaven. If you encounter undead, you will be killed. If you encounter Xiao, you don't need to fight and retreat to the ninth heaven."

"But if you come to Your Highness's side—"

Before Qi finished speaking, Rong Ye said coldly that disobedience was not allowed: "Those who disobey the order will be beheaded!"

"Subordinates—take orders."

Even if you are not at ease, so what, he is the god of war who is invincible in the sky, and he is just one of the chief angel group members, Quan Angel, who was lucky enough to be assigned to the sixth team and subordinated to him, Rong Ye, who was lucky enough to be appreciated by him. Becoming the leader is nothing more than that, and all thoughts and thoughts are nothing but ignorance.

Qi's status in God's Domain can be described as one of the few. The Archangel came down to be the Chief Angel Corps, and among them, as the leader of the sixth team of the Chief Angel Corps directly under the God of War, what a privilege and honor it is, he does not need much Yan's confidant of the God of War, with him on the battlefield, in the eyes of outsiders, it is as if the God of War is present in person. Although there is a huge difference in strength, the role of the spiritual support is still more than sufficient.

Suddenly, a familiar wave came from far and near along with Rong Ye's all-too-familiar breath. stay.

Follow the breath, the lush greenery along the way flutters with the wind.Cangrui is an ordinary flower that can be seen everywhere in God's Domain, because it is completely white and unstained, so the angels love it very much, thinking that people and flowers should be like this, clean, pure, and flawless.

At the top are six round petals, the center of which is clustered in a flocculent shape, almost covering the snow-white petals. At first glance, it looks like a fluffy ball, and the breeze blows, or just someone passing by it, flying like a goose feather. The flocs floated all over the sky eloquently, unrestrained, which is the heart of the angels.

Come cleanly, go alone, neat, free and easy, casual, so this flower is known to everyone in the God Realm, and it is favored by everyone, so that except for the sea of ​​​​flowers on the Qiling Tianzhu Apart from a hundred flowers blooming, Shenyu is almost dominated by Cang Rui's family.

And at this moment, the catkins flying all over the sky are the wild catkins, fluttering and unrestrained, free and unrestrained, as far as the eye can see is a vast expanse of whiteness, facing the blue sky, the indescribable beauty is like a paradise outside, clean and pure The slightest bit of contamination and contamination is not tolerated, if Rong Ye hadn't firmly believed that he was stepping on the sixth heaven, Rong Ye would even have thought that he had come to the wrong place and had lost his way.

After settling his mind, he wanted to take a breather, but he just gave up for a moment. Xiao deliberately released a wave of fluctuations for himself to perceive. In other words, he was "invited" by Xiao intentionally, just as he could sense it. His existence is ordinary, and Xiao Ding also clearly sensed that he would behave like this.

Going a little further, it is enough to see the Ziyun Temple standing in the distance, which is connected with the sky and the earth. Although it is only a vague outline and a blurry shadow, the magnificent and magnificent momentum has already flowed out continuously, affecting people. all around.

And Xiao is among them.

The shape of the whole building is like the posture of a dragon when it is about to fly. The bricks and tiles are stacked and carved to be refined and lifelike. Even the patterns on the hollowed-out golden nanmu in the corners and the edges can be connected with the patterns on the walls. Exactly, as if done in one go.

The Ziyun Palace is the origin of the Ziyun Palace, which is different from the surrounding plants that are as pure and white as the cangrui, but is no less ethereal. The endless lavender mist rises from the edge of the Ziyun Palace. , lukewarm, trickling, the smog covered Ziyun Temple with a faint purple gauze skirt.