The God of Sky & Earth

But it's like a solo dance under a carnival, so lonely, helpless, and hesitant!

"Sweep the Wuliang Gate and blast up the Yutian Palace!"

After all, Long Suitian's order was fulfilled, and the golden dragon prestige swept under the footsteps of the mighty army!

It's just that what Wuliang disciples saw in their eyes was no longer surging winds and clouds, they only saw calm clouds and calm clouds.

There was no turmoil in the mountains and rivers, and there were no dark clouds rolling in. All Wuliang disciples closed their eyes and bravely said the sentence: "Death is glorious!"

"Tianman will remember us many years later, right?" Han Wulong took a deep breath, looking at the golden sky rushing forward.

The storm is sweeping, the golden light is shining, and the night is like a prehistoric sky, magnificent and powerful!

At this moment, the atmosphere of boundless mountains and rivers is simple and majestic to the extreme, and the giant golden dragon light like a palace tower becomes extremely fierce under the advance of the army!

The ground trembled, the stars shifted, and hundreds of thousands of eyes fluctuated accordingly.

There is nothing more depressing than witnessing the Long family trampling on the mountain gate of Wuliangchuan.

"People are always good at forgetting, and Wuliangmen should be like this. Tianman always regards the strong as the supreme! Today, I have seen your bravery, it is enough!"

Long Suitian's voice floated out slowly behind the golden light, and an astonishing aura spread out, instantly chilling the hearts of those present.

The bones of the dead are dead, and the loess is scattered in the sky.

Immediately, everyone at the scene seemed to be relieved, and opened their arms to welcome this resplendent and glorious death more heroically.

Just die like this, accept your doomed death! Everyone seems to think so.

But at this time, a heavy voice rushed into the sky, as if connecting with heaven and earth.

Long Poshan raised his head, like an old man who would never admit defeat, looking at the golden lights in the sky, the cold lights in his eyes released, and said loudly.

"That's right! People will forget, but morality lasts forever! Some things cannot be maintained only by force! Thirty years in the east of the river and thirty years in the west of the river, Long Suitian, you are also a half-loess man. I hope you will carry this sentence with you To Long Kuang!"

"Death, we are not afraid! Only to protect the justice in our hearts! In this world where the fittest survive, the weak are also desperately trying to survive!" Luo Wuya looked at Long Poshan and stood up behind him.

At this moment, the tide-like army of Long Ben came forward with radiance, like heavenly soldiers, with bright eyes and luster, without any fear!

Suddenly, countless disciples witnessed the most terrifying army in the world, but it seemed that the blood in their hearts was ignited again.

They hold their heads high and are not afraid at all. They have no fear of death, so why should they be afraid of the collapse of the world!

Come! For the justice in the heart, to establish the heaven and the earth for the barbarians, and to regain a righteous way for the world!

Even if it is shocking and frightening, but for the Dao in my heart, I will work hard!

"Chila!"

All the Wuliang sects who were dying stood up, and everyone's eyes were firm.

At this moment, they are not waiting for death, but embracing death with the posture of a superior!

"Hehe, you really are a group of interesting people. If it weren't for the status of the third elder of the Long family, I would very much like to make friends with you!"

Looking at Han Wulong, Long Poshan and others once again mobilized the will of these dying people, the rolling fighting spirit condensed Zhou Kong again, and once again forged a considerable strength, Long Suitian's hoarse laughter spread everywhere.

"Boom!"

During the words, Long Ben's army had reached a hundred miles ahead, and all the countless disciples present could no longer see any color except gold.

The eyes flickered, and Han Wulong, Long Poshan and others laughed.

"Wu Long, I can answer what you said just now! This old man has lived his whole life, but he can still encounter such a scene in the end. One life is enough! Tianman will never forget us, because the most important thing Tianman needs is blood People who are hard to cool!" Long Poshan said lightly.

"drink!"

"The blood is hard to cool!"

The words of Long Poshan instantly lit up everyone's eyes. There are so many ants in the world, but there is still courage and power that cannot be cooled!

Death is approaching, but let it crawl forward with the attitude of a winner!

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of wounded Wuliang sects shouted at the same time, their steps slowed down, their faces condensed!

All the people present have mobilized their vitality to the extreme, and the golden light of death has already illuminated the world, but they are able to face it with a smile!

In the face of the strong, never give in, in the weak, let alone be afraid!

"Come on! Let Tianman remember this moment with frenzied blood!" Han Wulong clenched his teeth, and the hot fighting spirit gathered in his chest again.

This is a strong barrier of life defense, and it is also destined to become the most powerful offense! Attack the hearts of every ambitious Long family!

"Chila!"

Hundreds of thousands of fiery rays of light shone across the sky at the same time, and hundreds of thousands of people raised their chests at the same time, facing the brilliance of the golden dragon like stars, they all smiled faintly!

Death, crawl to my feet!

"Boom!"

"kill!"

The expressionless Long Ben soldiers seemed to be overwhelmed by the imposing manner of the Wuliang disciples, their eyes froze, and even their movements became a little inconsistent.

"kill!"

Under a repeated shout of anger, hundreds of thousands of Long Ben soldiers waved their golden light at the Wuliang sect and blasted away from the height of the sky.

Nights are long and dreams are many, they want to completely destroy the spark that started the prairie fire!

"It's over! Tianman, goodbye!"

The golden light fell in front of the eyes, and a vacuum roar filled the ears.

Han Wulong smiled indifferently, and his mind seemed to return to the time when he first became the head of Wuliang Sect.

At that time, he was majestic and majestic, claiming to be the number one in Yunzhou.

Afterwards, Wuliangmen flourished in his hands, and the Golden Dragon bloodline obtained from Shanglong Village did bring many benefits to Wuliangmen.

At this moment, Han Wulong was immersed in the golden dragon breath of the same origin, but his heart was full of hot blood!

Also of the Golden Dragon bloodline, Han Wulong is fearless and unyielding for the sake of justice in his heart!

Even if you fall down, you still smile at Jiutian, with no shame in your heart, and no shame in the immeasurable mountains and rivers!

"Boom!!"

The wind was thunderous, and the astonishing roar of the dragon swooped down with a ferocious coercion that swallowed the world. Everyone was waiting for the terrifying feeling of being wrapped in death.

"Chila!"

As soon as the breath passed, the space trembled instantly!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, when the huge dragon shadow wind and thunder approached the heads of all Wuliang sect members with a distance of 100 meters, it seemed to be pulled out by a huge coercion, and disappeared into nothing in an instant!

The golden light is dim, and the world is dim!

Ripples in the space fluttered, the wind was thunderous, and the huge dragon scale light just shone for a moment, and the prehistoric world became peaceful!

"What!"

In the forest in the distance, seeing this sudden change, Long Suitian instantly opened his eyes, his dark pupils shrinking slightly.