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Chapter 738 Heroes Twilight
The war of angels is over, [-]% of the gods are extinct, and the Temple of War God can't withstand the frenzied murderous intent when it dances wildly in the Styx at the end, and it is reduced to ruins.

There is not one out of ten in the army of the gods, and even the gods have fallen countless.

Chunjun's sea of ​​swords was broken, and the backlash directly hurt Yuanshen.Yuan Rui almost exhausted his blood for the protection of the innate five-element formation, and was so weak that he had to rely on the support of the maid to maintain a standing posture.

The earth veins were cut off in many places, and my two soul bodies were also wiped out after bringing the unconscious Xie Mo and Xie Ling back to Yuan Rui because of the overdraft of the sword intent.

Before the Battle of Angels, the God Realm was clear and bright, with green mountains and green waters, and a vast sea and sky.

After this battle, although the God Realm was not reduced to death like the Demon Realm and the Underworld, it was also withered and dilapidated.

"Your Majesty the God of War, the God of Death has returned from the sky." The Snow Goddess said.

Yuan Rui raised his head and looked at the sky that was still shrouded in the fog of death.

The blood-soaked Yuhua was wearing a fragmented Death Armor, and fell from the clouds with heavy steps.

Behind her were thousands of Xiyi remnants, almost everyone was wounded.

The God Realm is in decline, and neither the God of Death nor the Xiyi remnant army behind her can stay in the God Realm, otherwise, if the death intent is too heavy, the last vitality of the God Realm will quickly decline.

The reason why Yuhua wanted to bring the Xiyi army back to the ground was because she had something to explain to Yuan Rui.

The army of Xiyi is stationed far away, and it is going to confront the army of the gods, and the army's majesty and evil spirit have reached a delicate balance.

However, this balance is very fragile, because the combat power of the God Realm army is far inferior to Xiyi's army.

On the ruins of the Temple of War, Murong Yuanrui, the God of War, and Yu Hua, the God of Death, stood facing each other.

One is the former Kunlun fairy, and now the ancient god of war.

One is the former Empress of the Yellow River, and now the God of Death in the beginning.

Their fate began as old enemies, but they became sisters in the end.However, in the eyes of outsiders, they do not have the so-called sisterhood.Only they themselves know what their feelings are like.

Yuan Rui didn't open his mouth. She saved the God Realm, so she should express her gratitude, even if she knelt down to her, it was a matter of course.

However, she didn't express her thanks, she knew that Yan Hua didn't need her thanks.

"My God Realm can't stand the killing intent. If you have anything to say, hurry up and leave." Finally Yuan Rui spoke first.

"You ask, I'll answer." Yanhua said lightly.

"Where is Xie Lan?"

"Angel Heguang fell into nothingness, without knowing where to go or where to end. But I can tell you one thing for sure, Xie Lan will never die."

"Why so sure?"

"The killing in this battle of angels is not for the God Realm, but for me. If I don't die, Xie Lan will be fine," said Xie Hua.

What Yuhua said is correct, the murderous intent of the Angel War is indeed not for the God Realm, and the destruction of the God Realm does not require the dispatch of twelve angels.

The real murderous intent lies in the god of death in the beginning, and the way of heaven wants to use the god of death to stand out, this is one of them.If the god of death is not dead, then the supreme powers hidden in the depths of the universe will definitely move. Tiandao wants to know how many enemies he has.

In fact, as long as this battle starts, no matter the victory or defeat, Heavenly Dao can accept it.

Heaven doesn't care about the destruction of the army of heaven, or even the whole kingdom of heaven.

The trinity of heaven is immortal, and all existence is insignificant in front of him, and it is only a matter of time before the kingdom of heaven is rebuilt.

"Even if Tiandao didn't plan to kill Xie Lan this time, can you be sure that he can beat the Angel of Light, the proud girl of heaven?" Yuan Rui asked.

"Angel of Light has yet to show her hole cards. I suspect that her combat power is not inferior to mine." Yu Hua thought for a while and said.

"Then you still say that Xie Lan will not die?"

"If he is promoted to Eternal Sword Master and can't defeat the Angel of Light, such a man is too useless."

"Fortunately, I wasn't the first blind person back then." Yuan Rui raised his eyebrows and said.

"……alright, you win."

After finishing my business, the two women fell into silence again.

Because the next topic is very heavy, no one wants to reveal this unbearable grief first.

"Where is the wind master?" Yuan Rui was the one who finally spoke first.

"in my heart."

Yuan Rui fell silent immediately after hearing the words, and she understood the meaning of Yanhua's words.

In the beginning, Fengshen fell in the battle of angels.

"Can she come back?"

"I do not know."

"You are the god of death in the beginning, in charge of the memory of the dead, don't you even know it?" Yuan Rui asked.

"The so-called memory must have obsession in the heart. Fengzhu's obsession is not in the devil's way, not in life. Her obsession is in the dead Rain Master Xuanming. If Xuanming cannot be resurrected, Fengzhu will always be silent in the cold world." in the Styx."

"Then, Yu Shi Xuanming, can you bring her back to life?"

"It will be a long time." Yan Hua shook his head and said.

"how long?"

"It's been so long that I will never use the Styx Knife again, and the day when Styx's death will turn into spring rain."

It's been a long time indeed, Yuhua is the god of death, and the Styx knife is the most powerful weapon of the god of death.

If one day the God of Death no longer needs the Styx Knife, then the Styx Knife will spit out all the intentions of death, and reincarnate from death into spring rain and fall on the world.

"Will there be such a day?" Yuan Rui's clear eyes flashed a trace of confusion.

"Whether there is such a day or not, we will have to wait."

After finishing speaking, Yan Hua turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, Yuan Rui stopped her again.Pointing to the two Heavenly Venerates in Xiyi's army, Tanlang Pojun, they asked, "Who are they?"

Yuhua hesitated for a while, and finally said coldly: "Disciple of the Demon Dao."

It's not that Yuhua didn't want to introduce the two guardian deities to Yuan Rui, but because he promised them to be the first.

Times create heroes, and the era of belonging to the two guardian gods has passed. They don't want to be remembered anymore, they just want to be ordinary disciples of the magic way, and follow the fate of the magic way.

Although Yuhua doesn't agree with this, because Pojun's spirit has never failed in the magic way.But since she agreed to the request of the two Dharma Guardians, she could only keep silent, and she kept silent to everyone.

Because, sometimes silence is also a kind of respect.

The hero is late, and the beauty is old.

Dao does not talk about longevity, what I fear most is waking up from a dream and changing the world.

This is not a kind of desolation.

(End of this chapter)