At this time, the battlefield was in chaos. A large number of soldiers fled in the chaos, and some of the soul masters in the Tiandou side left quietly. Facing opponents like Qian Renxue and Shi Yi, continuing to fight is tantamount to killing him. Fear and despair spread in the army like a plague, and many people chose to give up just to save their lives.
"Ning Fengzhi, Ge Long, do you still have to resist stubbornly?" Qian Renxue's voice sounded again, with an unquestionable sense of oppression. Her figure floated in the air, her six wings spread out, and the sacred light shone on the battlefield, like an invincible god.
Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. His heart was filled with powerlessness and sadness, and he knew that he was powerless to turn things around. Ge Long clenched his fists, his eyes full of reluctance and anger, but he also understood that the situation was hopeless and no matter how much struggle it was, it would be futile.
At this moment, Shi Yi slowly walked in one direction. His steps were steady and firm, his eyes fixed on the tired figure ahead. Everyone looked along his sight and found that he was chasing Tang San who was trying to escape from the battlefield.
Tang San dragged his tired body and ran forward with difficulty. He murmured to himself, as if cheering himself up: "I can't die... I have been practicing hard for many years before I can integrate everything from the Tang Sect. I haven't yet elevated the Tang Sect in this world, I can't die... I still have the Buddha's anger Tang Lotus, and I can definitely win..."
His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of unwillingness and stubbornness. However, his physical strength had already reached its limit and his pace became staggering.
In the distance, Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot when he saw this scene. He raised his hand with difficulty and looked at Tang Xiao not far away, his voice intermittently: "Big...Brother...Hurry...Save him..."
As soon as Tang Hao's words fell, Qian Renxue raised the angel holy sword in his hand. The god-level sense of oppression instantly spread, covering the entire battlefield. She looked at everyone from a high place, her cherry lips lightly opened, her voice cold and majestic: "Everyone must not act rashly."
Her voice seemed to have some magic power, causing everyone on the battlefield to stop. Even the soldiers who tried to escape couldn't help but stand there, not daring to take another step.
When facing the life and death of the sect, even Tang Xiao did not dare to go to save people rashly. He could only turn his cheeks and face Tang Hao's begging gaze.
Shi Yi still walked towards Tang San, his eyes cold and firm. At this time, he and Tang San were no longer just a simple personal grudge. At this time, Tang San was already the last hope of Tian Dou. In the future, they could not leave Tang San with the disaster they ascended to the divine realm.
Tang San felt the murderous aura approaching behind him, and his heart tightened. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to speed up his pace, trying to get rid of Shi Yi's pursuit. However, his physical strength had long been overdrawn and his speed was getting slower and slower. "Tang San, you can't escape." Shi Yi's voice came from behind, cold and indifferent.
Tang San did not look back, but took out an exquisite hidden weapon from his arms - Buddha Angry Tang Lian. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "Since that's the case, let's die together..."
Just as Shi Yi was about to take action, a familiar voice suddenly came from the military formation: "Stop!"
Qian Renxue's eyes slowly fell on the figure among the chaotic army, with a trace of complexity flashing in her eyes, but she didn't say much. She knew that Yu Xiaogang could no longer change anything at this moment.
However, Shi Yi did not stop. While continuing to move forward, he used his mental power to transmit his voice, "You should know that I will not let him go. Have a good rest, teacher."
The moment when Yu Xiaogang heard this, an invisible force suddenly hit his spiritual sea. His eyes turned dark, and his body instantly lost support and fell straight backwards. Seeing this, Flander and Liu Erlong beside him hurriedly stepped forward to support him, their faces full of anxiety and worry.
"Xiaogang! Xiaogang!" Liu Erlong's voice was filled with a crying voice. She hugged Yu Xiaogang tightly and tried to wake him up.
Flander looked in Shi Yi's direction vigilantly, his eyes full of anger and helplessness. He also knew very well what Shi Yi wanted.
At this time, Bibidong was standing in the distance. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Her eyes swept through Yu Xiaogang's direction in complicated ways, and then she returned to her cold expression. "Tang San, take out the thing in your arms." Shi Yi stood at a safe distance and said in a quiet tone, "I don't have the energy to play the game of you going back and forth with you." Hearing this, a look of madness appeared on Tang San's face. He laughed and said, "Don't you dare to come over? Will the heirs of the gods be afraid of human objects?"
When Shi Yi heard this, he showed a disdainful sneer on his face: "I don't need to go over. Your tricks are meaningless in front of me."
Tang San's laughter came to an abrupt end, and a hint of madness and determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that he had no way out and his only hope was the Buddha's anger Tang Lian in his hand. He slowly took out the exquisite hidden weapon from his arms, staring at Shi Yi with his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to pour all his hatred and unwillingness into this attack.
"Since that's the case, let's destroy them together!" Tang San's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of hysterical madness.
Shi Yi's eyes were still calm, as if he was watching an irrelevant farce. He slowly raised the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, and a cold light appeared on the sword tip: "Tang San, your struggle will only make you die more painful."
Before he finished speaking, Tang San suddenly threw the Buddha's anger Tang Lian out. The hidden weapon drew a graceful arc in the air and headed straight for Shi Yi with a fatal murderous intent. At the same time, Tang San's body suddenly jumped back, trying to distance himself and gain a glimmer of hope.
However, Shi Yi's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next second, he had already appeared behind Tang San, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand stabbed Tang San's back without hesitation. The sword edge is cold and has an unrivaled murderous intent.
At this moment, a violent explosion occurred in the place where Shi Yi was originally standing. The power of the Buddha's anger Tang Lian burst out instantly, and flames and whirlwind swept around and even spread into the chaos. Screams and wails came one after another, and the battlefield was in chaos.
"Good fireworks." Shi Yi chuckled, with a hint of joking in his tone. His eyes were still cold, as if the tragic situation in front of him had nothing to do with him.
The sharp sword passed through his chest, Tang San's body trembled suddenly, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He looked down at the Shura Demon Sword that pierced his chest, and a wisp of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dyeing his clothes red. His lips trembled slightly, and he spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty: "Instant... Move..."
"It's very familiar." Shi Yi's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of mockery in his tone. He slowly pulled out the Shura Demon Sword, and the blood on the sword edge dripped to the ground, making a slight "tick" sound, as if announcing the end of Tang San's life.
Tang San's body fell to the ground weakly, with his hands on the ground, and his breathing became rapid and difficult. Countless pictures flashed through his mind - that was his past, a person he had never forgotten, and the deepest obsession in his heart. "You...you actually..." Tang San's voice was intermittent, his eyes full of disbelief and pain. His eyes were staring at Shi Yi, as if he wanted to find a trace of his former shadow in his eyes.
Shi Yi stood in front of him and looked at him with a high look, his eyes cold and indifferent: "Killing soul beasts should be what the soul master should do."
Tang San's breathing became weaker and weaker, but his eyes were still stubborn. He raised his head with difficulty and stared at Shi Yi, his voice hoarse and low: "Shi Yi... it's... you... despicable..."
Shi Yi's face was plain, and there was no trace of turbulence in his tone: "Despicable? No, I just chose a shortcut. Every soul master has the right to hunt the soul ring he wants. Can't you see her true body with the purple demon eyes? Like your ridiculous father, you just possess a hundred thousand-year soul ring and soul bone in the name of love."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Tang San's mouth, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. His body slowly fell down and eventually lost his vitality. His fall seemed to take away the last hope of the Tiandou Empire.
Shi Yi looked at the corpse in front of him, and after carefully exploring it with his mental power, an indescribable ease surged into his heart. He murmured softly: "It's all over."
Qian Renxue floated in the air, staring at all this coldly. There was no fluctuation in her eyes, as if all of this was in her expectation. She slowly raised the angel sword in her hand, and her voice was cold and majestic: "The Heavenly Fighting Empire, you have been defeated. Put down your weapons, and I can spare you all."
Her voice resounded throughout the battlefield like judgment, making everyone feel palpitations. Many soldiers and soul masters put down their weapons in despair and fell to their knees, begging for forgiveness.
Shi Yi slowly walked towards the only soul master in the Tiandou Empire, and every step seemed to step on their hearts. The heavy footsteps seemed particularly harsh on the silent battlefield. Gu Rong protected Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong behind her, staring at Shi Yi with vigilance, and her soul power surged around her, ready to deal with possible attacks at any time. Ge Long held the spear tightly and stood beside his emperor Avalanche, with a solemn expression. Tang Xiao held the Haotian Hammer in his hand, his eyes were like a torch, and he looked at Shi Yi with caution, as if he was ready to fight to the death at any time. Shi Yi glanced at Tang Xiao lightly, and with one hand, three soul bones that emitted powerful aura appeared in front of him out of thin air. A deep light flowed on the soul bones, as if it contained endless power. With Shi Yi's control, the three 100,000-year-old soul bones slowly floated towards Tang Xiao and finally floated in front of him. "The thing returns to the original owner." Shi Yi looked at Tang Xiao, his tone calm and indifferent.
Tang Xiao was stunned for a moment, took the soul bone in confusion, his eyes full of doubt and confusion. He looked at Shi Yi, as if he wanted to read something from his expression. Shi Yi just continued lightly, "My purpose is to stop the war, not to destroy you. You no longer have any threats, so this is my explanation to Tang Chen."
When Tang Xiao and the disciples of Haotian Sect behind him showed complicated expressions on their faces. They looked at Shi Yi, with both anger and doubt in their hearts, and even a hint of indescribable gratitude. After all, Shi Yi's actions undoubtedly gave them a way out. "Let's go, Xue'er, let's leave it to Aunt Dong to deal with it next." Shi Yi turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue with a gentle tone, as if the solemn aura just now had never existed.
Qian Renxue nodded, her eyes swept across the battlefield, and her expression was still cold. She stood side by side with Shi Yi, and was about to leave, but she heard Ning Rongrong struggling behind Gu Rong and shouting, "Grandpa Gu, don't stop me..."
"Rong Rong!" Ning Fengzhi scolded in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his tone. He held Ning Rongrong's hand tightly, afraid that she would do anything impulsive.
Shi Yi heard the sound, stopped slowly, sighed, and turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was mixed with anger and grief. Shi Yi looked at her and sighed softly, "I have given him a chance, this is his own choice."
After saying that, Shi Yi stopped talking and held Qian Renxue's hand and slowly soared into the air. The figures of the two looked particularly dazzling in the afterglow of the sunset, like a pair of gods falling from the sky, with irresistible majesty and indifference.
Ning Rongrong looked at their departure backs, and tears finally burst out from his eyes. She collapsed on the ground weakly, her voice choked: "Why...Why is this happening..."
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Gu Rong sighed and patted her shoulder gently, and comforted in a low voice: "Rongrong, all this... is irreversible."
Ning Fengzhi stood aside, looking at the direction where Shi Yi and Qian Renxue left with complicated eyes, feeling mixed feelings. He knew that this war had completely changed the pattern of the continent, and they could only find their own place in this new order.
Suddenly, Shura's cold voice sounded in Shi Yi's mind, "Shura Nine Tests, Eighth Test, Decision and Choice, Complete. As the successor of the law enforcement god, the mainland war was properly ended, creating conditions for the emergence of the new order. Reward: Shura's affinity has increased to 90%. The content of the ninth test is now announced. Please reach the limit level of the human world and go to the capital of killing to complete the final inheritance."
With the collapse of the front line, the army of the Wuhun Empire is basically like entering a state of no one, and wherever it passes, it is all surrendered.
The news of the defeat of the Dou Empire that day came out, and the Xingluo Empire also chose to surrender and completed the unification of the mainland in Bibidong's hands.
A year later, Wuhun City.
At this time, the Wuhun City was also the capital of the Wuhun Empire.
On this day, the entire Wuhun City was decorated with lights and red silk and golden lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, and the air was filled with festive atmosphere. The people of the Wuhun Empire rushed to the streets to see the grand wedding.
The main hall of the Wuhun Hall is magnificently arranged, with countless gems embedded in the golden dome, reflecting a dazzling light. In the middle of the hall, a long red carpet extends from the door to the front of the altar. The red carpet is lined with blooming flowers, and the fragrance is everywhere.
Shi Yi was wearing a black gold-inlaid robe, and the exquisite Martial Soul Empire badge was embroidered on his chest, looking majestic and solemn. His eyes were calm and deep, as if everything was under his control. Qian Renxue, Shui Binger and Zhu Zhuqing wore white, ice blue and purple wedding dresses respectively. Each wedding dress was extremely exquisite, setting off their unique temperament.
Qian Renxue's wedding dress is mainly golden, and the angel's wing pattern is embroidered on the hem of the skirt, symbolizing her identity as the god of angels. She wore a golden crown with gems inlaid on her head, and she looked noble and sacred.
Shui Binger's wedding dress is mainly ice blue, and the hem of the skirt is dotted with crystal ice crystals, as if the ice and snow goddess is coming to the world. Her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she wore a flower crown made of ice crystals on her head, making her look cold and elegant.
Zhu Zhuqing's wedding dress is dark purple, with the hem of the skirt embroidered with stars in the dark night, symbolizing her agility and mystery as a ghost cat. She wore a purple veil on her head, and she looked mysterious and charming.
The wedding ceremony was hosted by Bibidong himself. She stood in front of the square of the Pope's Hall, her eyes swept over the people present, and her voice was solemn and solemn: "Today, we gather here to witness Shi Yi's wedding. They will become the most important people in each other's lives and shoulder the future of the Martial Soul Empire together."
As Bibidong's words fell, thunderous applause rang out in the hall. The nobles of the Wuhun Empire came forward to congratulate, with smiles on their faces.
In the crowd, a complex gaze passed through the bustling crowd and fell on Shi Yi's body. The eyes were filled with indescribable emotions, as if there were thousands of words but no way to express them.
Shui Bing'er noticed this gaze keenly. She approached Shi Yi gently, with a hint of cramped smile on the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice: "People have been watching you, don't you go to comfort me?"
Shi Yi looked slightly sideways, looked along Shui Bing'er's gaze, and indeed saw the familiar figure. He chuckled softly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, turned to look at Qian Renxue, with a bit of teasing in his tone: "I dare not."
Qian Renxue still had an elegant smile on her face, but a hint of jealousy flashed in her golden eyes. She snorted softly, her voice soft but unquestionable threat: "If he dares, he will castrate him tonight."
When he heard this, Shi Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, with a bit of helplessness and doting in his tone: "Aunt Dong's apprentice, after all, you can be considered sisters in terms of relationships. Don't always show your face."
Qian Renxue raised her eyebrows and snorted: "I'm not interested in any relationship with her."
"Okay, we're about to leave the mainland anyway." Shi Yi smiled helplessly, with a hint of relief in his tone.
Zhu Zhuqing changed the subject at the right time, her voice soft and calm: "Have you handled the matter on the master?"
Shi Yi nodded, with a faint feeling in his eyes: "Now we are about to leave the mainland. I have secretly opened up all the teacher's eight extraordinary meridians, and Aunt Dong can also watch him for a long time."
Hearing this, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on Qian Renxue's face, and she snorted softly, with a little displeasure in her tone: "You have considered him thoroughly."
Shi Yi smiled slightly, looked at Qian Renxue gently, and sighed softly: "The life of God is endless, this is Aunt Dong's last thought. She is over fifty years old, and her obsession should be settled."
When Qian Renxue heard this, the dissatisfaction in her eyes slightly dissipated, but there was still a hint of jealousy. "Let's go, the wedding is not over yet." Shi Yi said softly, walking towards the banquet hall.
Qian Renxue and the other two looked at each other and disappeared into the crowd following Shi Yi's footsteps. And that complicated gaze gradually faded as they left.
The whole book is over. (This chapter ends)