The envoy of God clamped the dragon horse, and Shenjun's mount walked to the edge of the demon god with four thick hooves. The envoy of God bent down and pulled out the spear nailed to the demon god's territory, holding the reins in one hand and pointing the spear with the other hand.

The man walked over, and the dark red blood flames and the overlord golden light on his body surface intertwined, melting into red and golden armor to protect him.

Shi Yiguang could no longer see what he was like. He was burning, his body was burning from the inside to the outside. His skin and flesh were melting, and his eyes were already burned away. His two eye sockets were hollow, and large streams of black blood flowed out of the inside, but they were burned into blood by the blood-colored flames outside his body.

The only thing that has some previous characteristics is the knife in his hand that lit up three gems.

"Captain!" Shi Yiguang, who fell beside him, called him with a tremolo.

She seemed to know how the captain caught up with him. It was [Fengtian Chengren], which squeezed all the potential in the broken body and burned everything about him, just like a firework dragging a long tail flame, blooming brightly in the sky, and then it disappeared.

The dragon horse stomped on its back and jumped up. The god on its back made its body lean forward, and it crept on the horse's back. The spear was like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, pointing straight at the spear.

The captain did not retreat and released the second contract brought by [Fengtian Chengren], like an unstoppable war god, with his flesh and blood body to resist the charge of the dragon horse.

The spear pierced the captain's red armor on the chest and penetrated him.

The captain ignored the injuries on his chest and did not diminish his castration, and stabbed the abdomen of the gods.

God unshelfed the red sword on his waist and hit the wanderer more than ten consecutive times in a very short time.

"Clang, Clang, Clang!" A crisp sound of interweaving iron, a red and a golden handful, two long alchemy blades intersected, and they were about to cut off the other party.

In just a short moment, both swords were broken and curled, and the flowing light on the surface became much dimmed.

In the end, it was God who made his condition better and better fight. He could only hear the sound of "pong" sound, and the wanderer broke into several pieces, and the captain's only left right hand was cut off and flew out.

The God's envoy held her spear again, and picked the captain who had been exhausted with oil and lamps in the air with one hand. His eyes were full of indifference, without any trace of emotion. He slowly raised the long red knife in his right hand and pointed it at the captain's neck.

"Don't kill him." Shi Yiguang crawled to this side, crying and shouting: "Don't kill him..."

The captain who was picked up did not struggle at all, but hung on the spear weakly, and blood flowed down the ancient spear long pole, all the way to the palm of the God's envoy's hand. The captain was trembling, and a vague singing voice came out from his throat.

"You can know that my lover forgets me and don't, and my face and name are beautiful. I call it [Forget Me and Don't]. The flowers are green and beautiful, as beautiful as the sky."

The long sword that the envoy of God was about to cut off stopped, staring at the captain with indifferent eyes.

"The state of heaven is vast and vast. Do you know whether you sow the color of love?"

The messenger of God took back his long sword, touched the corners of his eyes, and touched some liquid, and put it in front of him to watch it. They were some clear droplets: "Is this the tears you humans said?" The messenger of God said to himself.

"Call it as forget-me-not." The captain sang the last sentence, and the cold God's envoy's long sword had been cut off.

"No." Shi Yiguang's eyes were about to break.

This time he was really dead. It was not like he was stabbed by the ground before when he was driven, nor was he hooked into the darkness by the Yin cavalry, nor was he hit by a dragon horse and hit the demon god. Although the various situations before were serious, Shi Yiguang was still lucky and thought that the captain still had the possibility of being alive.

This time it was different. He was beheaded, his head flew out and rolled a few times, landed on the ground, his empty eyes stared at this side, and the remains were thrown on the ground at will. The poisonous attack of [Fengtian Chengren] occurred, and the entire body was still burning and melting.

I'm really dead and will not stand up again.

"It's really dead." Shi Yiguang lay on the ground, staring at the rapidly dissolved corpse.

Why are stupid creatures so selfless? They always sacrifice themselves as others, treat themselves as saviors, and be heroes so good? Isn’t it good to escape by saving their lives? They have to commit suicide. Now, I’m fine. If you commit suicide, you can’t die anymore.

Is it useful for you to work so hard? Is the change the result? Now, be honest, I can't move any longer, you jump again, you jump again.

I really don’t understand them, I can’t understand them. Perhaps this is the shallowness and tragedy of being ants. Shi Yiguang sat there murmured himself like he lost his soul.

And I really underestimate people and seem to take good care of her. In fact, I think she is just a waste who needs care and is not worthy of completing any major tasks with them. Once something happens, you will run away first and I will help you break the back.

They all went to death with their pride and inner monologues, leaving her a living guy.

Humph, are you qualified to fight for your life with a group of arrogant guys? You are the outlaws?

The God's Envoy felt the oppression force and took several steps in a row, with a spear in his right hand and a long sword in his left hand, staring at Shi Yiguang coldly.

Three hundred kilograms of "fat" were burning, turning into a powerful stream of energy and pouring into Shi Yiguang's head. Then there was a dark and violent aura, and a strange crimson aura came out of her eyes.

The two auras were fighting against each other, evenly matched, and no one could do anything to the other.

But Shi Yiguang was furious in his heart, catering to the dark and violent aura, causing his power to surge. In an instant, he defeated the strange crimson aura and occupied Shi Yiguang's two pupils.

There were grand sacrificial sounds sounding between heaven and earth, like countless sacrifices and prayers from creatures, and gorgeous aurora appearing in the sky, and the entire dark world illuminated transparently.

Shi Yiguang stood up slowly, looking at the messenger of God, his eyes deeper indifference and coldness.

Shi Yiguang stretched out his hand, aimed at the God's envoy, and spit out a byte with a mysterious aura: "Die!" It was like the judgment of the common people by the God's envoy, or like the essential rules of the coming of heaven and earth, and the inexplicable aura pressed on the God's envoy.

"Roar." God made a roar and resist, and blue flames burned all over his body, trying his best to fight against the ubiquitous grand atmosphere.

But it didn't work. The scales all over her body were bursting, and countless strands of blood seemed to be pulled, rushing out of her body. Soon, she had shrunk most of it.

Keep going according to this situation, and without a moment, the God's messenger will turn into a pile of decaying bones.

But at the last moment, the God's envoy poked a slender palm out of his eyebrows, grabbed and relaxed it, temporarily blocking the terrifying heaven and earth energy. The God's envoy also took this opportunity to throw out the alchemy sword in his hand at Shi Yiguang.

Shi Yiguang easily clamped the red long sword with his left hand and gently poked out his right hand, so he wanted to use his great power to attack the envoy of the gods again.

However, the gods were afraid. Hundreds of green cyclones rose outside their body, holding her up into the sky, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant. This was not a few hundred meters or thousands of meters away, but a distance in the folding space. She had already escaped from this dead country.

Shi Yiguang lost his target, and after a sneering curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, the black light in his eyes retreated like a tide. Then she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground. Around her, everything in the Dead Country was fading and she wanted to blend with reality again.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a dark field, she was the only one, and there was no one else beside me.

"Captain." Shi Yiguang knelt down and shouted around. In the lush wheat fields, there was no response quietly except for the occasional roar of insects.

The demon god did not come back, the Yin cavalry did not come back, the Nether Horse did not come back, the captain's body did not come back, she was the only one who came back, and the long red sword in her hand was the sword of the God's envoy.

This knife was cruel, telling Shi Yiguang that everything before was true, not a dream, the captain was really dead, his body and head were separated, and his cold bones were still lying alone on the deep and cold dead country expressway.
Chapter completed!