Emperor of Death

Chapter 2076 Millennium
In the dark universe, the dazzling sword light suddenly illuminated the universe, and after a flash, the starry sky fell into darkness again.

Then, a huge figure slowly split apart, roaring unwillingly.

Situ Xueqin stood alone in the starry sky, her fluttering clothes were very moving, but her face, which was as beautiful as a fairy, was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

"It's been a year, and after a year of fighting, I've finally digested my feelings. Now I can finally formally march towards the peak of the Immortal Realm."

"I really hope that the war will come later. When I reach the peak of the longevity realm, I will be able to display stronger combat power." Situ Xueqin said regretfully.

In the starry sky ahead, there are three human corpses floating. It looks like they have been dead for a long time.

The wound on the corpse still has the breath of the power of light.

Only those killed by the light camp will leave wounds. If they are killed by the dark camp, their bodies will be eaten.

Situ Xueqin is not used to seeing it anymore.

Fifty-six immortal-level masters from her Situ family had died in battle, including the Eighth Uncle she had met before.

The so-called family heritage is also being worn away bit by bit. The starry sky battlefield has worn away not only the heritage of the Situ family, but also the heritage of the entire central star and the entire human race.

In this year, many immortal-level masters of the human race died, mainly the masters of the older generation. These old people who had no hope in martial arts were very crazy in the starry sky battlefield, and they would burn their whole life's cultivation base to fight with others at every turn.

It was also because of their madness that they blocked the attacks of the alien races, preventing the warriors of the alien races from being too presumptuous.

However, the masters of the human race are limited after all, how long can they be crazy?
As the number of old people continues to decrease, the younger generation will still need to work hard.

But young people, can they still stand up?

The number of both sides is a huge gap.

Situ Xueqin didn't know that even a genius like him had no confidence in this war.

"Where did Josie, Eugene and the others go? Why did the geniuses of other races disappear?" Situ Xueqin said softly. Without the restraint of these geniuses, Situ Xueqin kept killing enemies in the starry sky battlefield, but the more In this way, Situ Xueqin became more uneasy.

"Yechen is gone too..." Situ Xueqin sighed, he still vividly remembers Yechen killing the aliens when he heard the news, and then, can Yechen rely on himself to block the opponent's military might?
Situ Xueqin shook his head, if he could, Yechen would have appeared long ago.

In front, the figure of the enemy appeared again.

Situ Xueqin slowly drew her sword. Now, it doesn't matter what she thinks, she can only fight. Behind her, there is someone she must sacrifice her life to protect.

. . . . . . .

one Year.

In the hanging island, he has cultivated for a full 1000 years.

In the past 1000 years, every hundred years, Li Xiangru would send a large number of corpses. In the last few hundred years, there have been many corpses of giant dragons.

The giant dragon has a huge body and abundant blood in its body, which is a great tonic for dragon blood warriors.

These millennia have greatly improved the strength of dragon blood warriors. Now the dragon blood in their bodies is close to 40.00%, and the strength of flesh and blood is also very strong. Ordinary immortal masters can no longer cause them harm.

Of course, it will take a lot of time to reach the level of the middle god and beast.

It's time to transport the body again.

In the sky, the leader was a young man, Yechen knew him, he was Li Xiangru's deputy, Dai Bing, a warrior in the middle stage of immortality, he used to accompany Li Xiangru to transport corpses.

"Dai Bing, I have met Mr. Ye." The young man saluted Ye Chen respectfully.

While returning the gift, Yechen said in surprise, "Brother Li didn't come today."

"The leader... went to the starry sky battlefield." The young man said.

"He's gone too." Ye Chen murmured, the main battlefield is still at the Xuan level, and Li Xiangru is a master of the Immortal Realm.

As a commander of Taixu Star, it can be said that he sits in the rear and generally does not go to the battlefield.

Yechen said: "Is the current situation so severe?"

Dai Bing said: "The situation is indeed very serious, but the commander can not go, but he can't sit still in the rear. He said that this life is hopeless, and it is better to stay behind and waste your life. It is better to go to the battlefield to fight."

Yechen was silent, he could only silently wish Li Xiangru good luck in his heart, and sighed: "I hope that next time I can have a chance to drink with him."

Although for Li Xiangru, he only got along with Yechen for a year, and he drank with Yechen almost every other month.

But for Yechen, they have known each other for 1000 years, and every time he drinks, he will report the battle report ahead, so that Yechen can roughly understand the battle situation ahead.

"Brother Dai, have a drink?" Ye Chen said.

"Thank you!" Dai Bing said, and then sat in front of Yechen, instead of picking up the wine glass, he said to Yechen, "Now, our human race has cast more than 3 immortal-level masters in the Xuan-level starry sky battlefield , The light camp has cast 15 troops, and the dark camp has a similar number. At present, our side has [-] casualties, and the enemy's death toll is slightly more than ours."

Yechen's hand holding the wine glass froze slightly, and then he drank the wine like a normal person. The wine was still the same wine, but it tasted full of bitterness at the moment.

Nearly one-tenth of the damage.

That is a master of immortality, not an ordinary soldier.

If you don't enter the eternal life, you are all ordinary!This is a group of people who surpassed mortals and could have been at ease. From mortals to this realm, they have suffered countless hardships and experienced countless lives and deaths.

Now, for the sake of the human race, it finally fell.

How many people know the bitterness in it?
"Actually, we are all mortals!" Yechen murmured.

"Huh?" Dai Bing in front was astonished.

Yechen looked at him and said with a smile, "Because we all have a mortal heart."

"Yes, we all have a mortal heart. Even if our physical bodies evolve, we are still us, and we will not forget our original aspirations." Dai Bing finally picked up the wine glass, took a sip with Yechen, and continued, "Except for the heavenly battlefield where we are still fighting each other. In addition to containment, a lot of friction broke out on the battlefield at the prefectural level, and five people have died on our side."

The Immortal Realm can be called Immortal.But in the end it also rotted.

This is the most backbone force of the human race, but the number is actually not many.

"Only 10,000+ troops, we have lost so much, if there are another million troops!" Ye Chen shook his head, unable to imagine.

Dai Bing said: "Many old people are leaving the customs one after another, stepping onto the starry sky battlefield, to bloom the most brilliant moments."

"Brilliant!" Yechen murmured softly, then shook his head and said, "Who wants this kind of brilliance?"

Dai Bing's expression changed slightly at Yechen's words, showing a hint of displeasure.

Yechen ignored him, and silently poured two glasses of wine, regardless of whether Dai Bing drank or not, picked up one and drank it himself.

"The wine made by Xinqi is getting bitterer and bitterer." Yechen complained softly.

(End of this chapter)