Volume 3, Chapter 109: The Immortal Fall.
There are no victims in war. The once arrogant and superior Knights of Light have now become cattle and sheep that have lost their armor and weapons and are at the mercy of others.
The moment the four immortals appeared, defeat was already inevitable for them. From that moment on, they had lost the determination to resist and the desire to fight.
They just want to run, just run, but the more they do this, the more miserable they fail.
History always repeats itself in a surprising way. At the end of the sea boundary, they were still chasing after an army of millions of eternities, and the same is true today.
However, the difference in numbers between the two sides was even greater at this moment, but this time, the other side was unable to resist.
Ye Tingmu did not go to help the three bronze giants. He believed in them and they would be able to kill Ye Feng. So at this moment, all he had in his eyes was the fleeing army. All he had to do was to kill them all without leaving a single one alive.
Only with these three bronze statues can one's trump card not be discovered by the immortal kings of the Eternal Fairyland, which can not only avoid a lot of trouble.
Likewise, he will be able to win the next decisive battle with the immortal by taking the enemy by surprise and launching a surprise attack, just like he did today.
There are whistling magic and shattering stars in my ears.
The howling of wind, thunder, roaring, accompanied by roars, shouts, screams, and the desperate cries before death filled the entire sea of stars and echoed for a long time.
Blood bloomed like a sea of flowers in spring, and blood fell like rain, dyeing the sea of broken stars red, covering it with a bloody wedding dress.
The massacre continued, and they followed the Star Road, chasing all the way until they were dead.
Everyone was blood-thirsty and turned into ruthless killing machines.
The brothers and sisters of the Ye family, as well as the Star Turtle and the Frost Dragon, are responsible for killing and pursuing the powerful Immortal Lords, while the rest of the people are responsible for hunting down the powerful Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings.
In the face of absolute realm suppression, their losses can be ignored, but it is different for the enemies. Only death awaits them.
They continued to run wildly, trying to leave the enemy behind, but all they left behind was a star road littered with corpses.
No one could have imagined that the Tian clan, the leader of the five immortal holy clans, and their millions of elite soldiers would become the targets of slaughter by others on the Star Road.
If the world knew this, I wonder what they would think.
The battle is still going on, and there is still no sunrise or sunset on the star road.
However, the entire battle lasted a whole day from the time Ye Tingmu drew his sword to the time the enemy was defeated and pursued.
The enemy's army is still struggling, trying to escape from the battlefield.
But the people of Changhe are like ferocious beasts. Once they bite, they will not let go until they die.
The continuous charge left a look of fatigue on their resolute faces.
Their blood-soaked robes fluttered in the wind, but they still did not stop.
"Brothers, keep chopping. We'll be done in one more day."
"Don't let any of them escape. Let them pretend with us."
"He is the leader of the Immortal Saint Clan and an elite soldier. Apart from running fast, I really can't see how he is so powerful."
"Do you think there's a possibility that we're just too powerful?"
"The possibility is very high!!"
As time went on, the enemy's numbers dwindled, and everyone started to joke around, not caring that they were still fighting.
But compared with the surviving soldiers of the Knights of Light, they are in tears.
Faced with the long river that was biting them tightly, all they had left was despair, but they were unwilling to give in and yet they were longing for hope.
Living is the first instinct of human beings...
Three days later.
On the skyline of the Eternal Continent, a crimson lightning suddenly spread out, piercing the sky, and thunder rolled.
It was as if the gods were roaring on earth.
But when I looked up, I saw that the sky was still clear. Suddenly, it started to rain again. Drops of rain fell, gently brushing the earth and patting everything... Then the rain became heavier and heavier, and denser and denser.
Then people saw the earth in front of them turn red and everything was dyed red.
An old man stretched out his old, wrinkled hand, and a drop of blood rain fell on his palm, quickly gathering into a small pool of water.
His eyes were dull, his face was numb, and he muttered softly.
"Tianqi, is Immortal dead?"
On the Heavenly Continent, one of the five eternal continents, in the sacred mountain of the Heavenly Clan, a bell rang nine times in succession. The deep and powerful sound, carrying endless sorrow, spread throughout the entire continent.
At the Shengfeng Ancestral Temple, a young man hurried out, came to the cliff, knelt on his knees, and let the blood rain soak him. He looked up to the sky and wept, tears streaming down his face.
"Ancestor, gone..."
At this moment, all the members of the Tianyi clan knelt on the ground and bowed deeply in the direction of the Holy Peak.
Crying and wailing filled every corner of the entire Continent of Heaven.
If blood rains down from the eternal sky, it represents the fall of the immortal.
The bell on the holy peak rang nine times, and the ancestor ascended to heaven.
So they knew that their ancestor was dead, died in battle.
The Immortal King Ye Youlong suddenly woke up from his throne. He looked at the sky outside the door with a changing expression. He pinched his hands to try to catch a trace of breath, but it was always in vain.
His eyes gradually turned red, and his anger turned into a bloody mist.
With a "bang", he slapped his palm, and the side of the throne instantly broke into pieces. The whole hall seemed to shake three times at this moment.
"Damn it, damn it, who is it, who is it? I must kill you."
His roar reached the sky and echoed across the heavens and earth.
Hanging upside down in the sky, countless people lowered their heads, not daring to speak loudly. "The Immortal King is angry, and the world is about to change."
Just now, Ye Youkong, the Immortal King, noticed Ye Feng's fall. The first thing he wanted to do was to grab the breath that belonged to him floating in the sea of stars, but it was extinguished by the other party at an extremely fast speed.
There are even people who stepped into the long river of time and erased everything that belonged to Ye Feng.
This means that Ye Feng is completely dead and there is no possibility of resurrection. He has been completely wiped out by the other party.
So he was furious, extremely furious, "Ye Tingmu, Changhe, Su Changge, just wait for me, I will definitely settle accounts with you..."
When the King of the Hill heard the news outside the Black Island, a smile flashed across his face, but then he became solemn and began to mourn in silence.
The watchers and prophets were looking at the sky, their expressions changing, and no one knew what they were thinking in their deep eyes.
As for the Undead, before the Dreadlord, the high priest deduced the future of the Undead.
A low voice followed.
"Chief, the Nine-Era Black Lotus has chosen a new master. The new Undead Emperor will soon ride the Frost Dragon into eternity. We must make careful decisions and plan ahead."
The Lord of Dread stood up, his brows furrowed as he looked preoccupied. He paced back and forth, and finally looked out the window.
"Hey...why now? Do I have a choice?"
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