You can see that he has a tall and tall figure, with red horns as his helmet and red scales as his armor.

Human body? Dragon body? Tao body?

Ji Lanxian? Cover the sea?

No need to distinguish!

On the three intersecting roads of transcendence, Gao Jie held Xuanyuan Shuo back, and he took the lead in approaching greatness!

Cao Cao asked where the Bingxian was now. It was none of his business!

There is no relationship between him and Yang Zhen. He has had some contact with her and just used his supernatural powers.

But now——Looking at Cao Jie, who had a bitter look on his face, he was fighting against Ruichong while commanding his troops to advance into the sky.

He realized that he did not have an advantage just by commanding the military formation. After all, the simulated military master was not as good as the real military master. During the thousands of years he had been sitting in the secret realm of Tianfu, military concepts were constantly innovated, and military skills were changing with each passing day.

After all, those who entered the secret realm of Tianfu all had mediocre cultivation. Although he watched from the sidelines, he could not get a full glimpse.

I can only sigh, those who come after me are to be feared!

Of course, admiration is admiration, if you want to disturb this last moment of transcendence...

He smiled: "Young man, if you dare to ask the Soldier Immortal, I will give you a punch on behalf of Yang Zhen!"

He casually raised his red-armored fist... and punched it down!

boom!

Between Ji Lanxian's fist and Jiyou's realm, there is a huge space that has been beaten into a hole of rules!

boom!

Taiyi Mountain under Cao Du's feet cracked on the spot and several sections of the mountain were broken off!

This world-famous general who stood as high as possible and instantly disbanded the military formation had his breastplate shattered and his sternum collapsed.

The battlefield of his supernatural power turned into millions of broken fragments, and the origin of his Tao began to collapse!

But amidst the terrifying sound of landslides and rocks shattering, there was a lonely banging sound. From among the millions of broken fragments, a wisp of white flame jumped out.

The flames once illuminated the shadows, and this place became bright again despite the night.

A rickety figure was reflected in the white flames, lying in front of Cao Jiu, causing Cao Jiu to return to the fragments of the battlefield.

The night watchers of Daqi hold lanterns to celebrate the new year!

Phew~

The peach blossoms have drifted away, scattered before the spring breeze blows, and the real peak has just fallen.

Red-scale armored hands, infinite promotion, infinite pursuit of transcendent fists...

White flames scatter across the sky!

Zhu Sui's extremely powerful Taoist body was first tortured by the army for three days and nights, then participated in the battle of Tianfo Temple, then fought in Jiyou Realm, and then fought against Si Lanxian!

And it was shattered on the spot.

Broken into a specific and tiny "one".

No flesh and blood, no remains.

The spring breeze blew back again, and only a calm, old word came back -

"Qi can lose Zhusui, but it cannot lose Duhou... Wuzu sews clothes, but ministers cannot guard them."

No passion, no generosity, closer to a statement than a roar.

It seems like this is just an ordinary night.

He was just an ordinary old man. At a certain moment, there was a bang, and he realized that it was the last moment. He glanced at the home he was looking after, turned off the lights, and walked into the long night without looking back.

Taiyi Mountain was half broken, and the newly promoted Blood River True Lord Peng Chongjian could only sigh softly and spread the blood river across the sky.

Yanggu general Yuejie, who was determined to break the seal, only slightly adjusted his charging posture, put the "Yang" flag on his back, and charged towards the seal of this world again. Heaven and earth cannot fulfill their will, so we must kill Zhongxi with one strike!

How tragic!

The watchman Zhu Sui who has been keeping vigil for Da Qi for a thousand years, Zhu Sui who defines the limit of the legend of the night wandering god. When the white paper lantern comes out, all evil spirits retreat. Zhu Sui has experienced countless killings in his life, and his sixteen clones gradually serve the country.

The fallen Zhu Sui...

Now, with the true form of Yan Dao, I will fight and die in the confusing world!

The wind in the lost world was so strong that it blew out his lamp.

Huh, huh...

The spring breeze is gentle and cool.

The peach blossoms fell, as if depicting the blood he should have had but never had.

Yu Liyang's long sleeves fluttered, dragging Cao Jie back, towards the realm that was greatly nourished by Yan Dao's death.

This world, which was almost shattered in the battle of Yan Dao, is full of vitality because of this.

Just like spring rain nourishing fertile soil, it is like falling red and turning into spring mud.

Cao Jie, one-armed, without armor, with long hair hanging loose, said nothing as the battlefield reappeared behind him.

This is war!

Whenever you step on the battlefield, you have the awareness of death.

Zhu Sui said that Qi should not lose Duhou, that's not right!

If the soldiers are fierce and the battle is dangerous, everyone will die, even Cao Cao will die!

The war is not over yet, and a general will never give up the possibility of victory.

Zhu Sui died for him, and Yu Liyang pulled him to escape. He only said: "The whole army——"

A fleeting shadow passed in front of him.

Passing by the peach blossoms, the spring breeze, and the bloody battlefield with broken flags.

Passing by the red clouds, there are mournful cries and the lingering sound of broken last words.

Passing the line of life and death in the struggle between several true kings and emperors...

Go straight to the bright moon.

Underfoot are blue clouds!

Cao Jie, who had always had a sad face, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment!

Peach Blossom Fairy, who could not hide her fatigue after a long battle but still maintained her posture, opened her mouth slightly.

That azure battle armor, that tall and straight figure, that world-famous sword, that legendary movement technique inherited from the Immortal Palace era...

Isn’t it none other than Da Qi Jiang Wu’an?!

The Marquis of Wu'an of Daqi, who had been dead for a long time, unexpectedly got up from the pile of corpses. Wearing his armor, he was still as graceful as a thunderous dragon. He walked across the battlefield and still walked triumphantly. For some reason, he held up a gun in his hand.

Dressing mirror, walk up into the clouds and take a photo alone in the mirror!

What a self-pitying person.
Chapter completed!