Star Iron, but the amount of animation

An Jing couldn't help but sigh again.

Then he sat back in his seat, looking out the window at the cold starry sky, his eyes empty.

Volume 1: Chapter 131.

The star calendar is more than 7300 years old.

In order to rob Jianmu, Fengrao led his army to attack Luofu, destroyed almost half of the caves, and killed only one in ten of the Yunqi army.

It was a giant tree with a thousand faces.

A bloody red color extended from the countless arm-like branches.

The sudden "Blood-Stained Hell" presents a strange and beautiful scene. The stars expand and contract like red blood cells, and the universe falls into the abyss of flesh and desire.

Dan Feng transformed into a dragon, wrestling with the ever-changing shadow of flesh and blood, and finally fell into dragon madness.

On the star raft, Bai Heng took a deep breath.

She stared blankly at the slightly distorted gap in the door of the cabin at the rear of the Star Raft. Many faces flashed through her mind, and finally only one remained.

The girl had thought of him many times on the battlefield, each time before facing a life or death decision, but this time seemed different.

Bai Heng didn't think that the luck that had saved her countless times could allow her to survive when the "sun" exploded.

…unless it fails.

But that seemed even worse.

His thoughts were in a mess, but they finally stopped with a sharp scream and became one.

Her eyes gradually became firm.

Bai Heng would never do such a thing as living a life of compromise.

The power of the anti-gravity engine doubled, and it turned towards the creepy giant tree. The shuttle-shaped star raft almost turned into a thin line, piercing towards the center of the battlefield in the astonished eyes of everyone.

Their surprise was not just for her.

A bright spot of light suddenly appeared above the blood-red starry sky, and fell at a speed no less than Bai Heng, heading straight for Shuhu.

The two light spots arrived almost at the same time and collided at the same point.

The space began to collapse and shrink, and finally turned into an absolutely dark sun, absorbing all the scarlet colors one by one. The "Bloody Hell" was broken, and the alliance soldiers who were trapped in a bitter battle were able to catch their breath.

In the sky, the scarlet in the dragon's eyes gradually faded and turned into clarity. She looked at the sun and her mind went blank for a moment.

But before she could recover from her shock, something strange happened again.

The center of the "sun" that should have been absolutely dark actually cracked with several obvious cracks, and a few bright green spots bloomed.

"It, it's fine! It's still alive! It's still alive!!!"

The Youyun Cavalry shouted in despair. Their morale, which had already been somewhat low, had just started to improve but then it fell back to the bottom again. They were defeated by the killing of the rich people, whose morale had been greatly boosted and their previous decadence had been swept away.

A cloud cavalry guard held a battle sword in her hand and frowned. She looked at the lush green in the sky and felt that it looked familiar.

Suddenly, a blessing came to her mind, and the features matched one by one. The solemnity in Jing Yuan's eyes disappeared in an instant, and she shouted: "Look carefully! That's not Shuhu! That's Qu'e Ding'an from our Xianzhou Alliance!"

As if to confirm what she said, the black sun's shell was squeezed and shattered like a layer of crispy biscuit, revealing the vibrant green underneath.

Countless vines tightly wrapped around the thousand-faced giant tree, and a young man stood at the top, holding a fox girl in his arms.

The morale of both sides changed almost instantly, and the gap even widened.

The people of Fengrao were trembling all over and looked dejected, while the Yunqi Army was in high spirits and became more courageous as the battle went on.

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bai Heng in his arms, whose vital signs were still stable.

"You're not stupid, are you?"

The girl in his arms just stared at him blankly without saying a word.

"Oh no, I'm really shocked."

The young man shook her, and Bai Heng came back to her senses. The next moment she hugged him tightly again.

"I thought I would never see you again..."

"Indeed, just a little bit."

An Jing thought that it was probably that fun-loving guy who was calculating the good stuff again.

But I really have to thank her this time.

"Can you still walk?"

"Still a little soft..."

An Jing stepped on the branch below and said, "This is not very safe. You should go down and stand with Jing Yuan. That girl is smart and it will be safe to follow her."

After he said that, without giving Bai Heng a chance to answer, he wrapped a vine around her slender waist and flung her out, hitting the bull's eye.

Nodding to Jing Yuan who was holding Bai Heng, An Jing turned his attention back to the giant tree at his feet.

This creature was acting very strangely. It neither fought back nor resisted. I had no idea what it was trying to do.

"Can you talk?"

the boy asked.

In fact, he couldn't do anything about the Envoy of Abundance for the time being. Both of them had high health and high recovery, so they could only fight each other.

I'm bored when I'm free, so I'll chat with him while stacking Plaguebringer to see if I can find out some useful information.

"nature."

A strange human face grew out from under his feet, which answered his questions with a compassionate smile.

"You really have nothing to do? Fengrao's destiny is to accumulate virtue, do good deeds and save the dying and the wounded. Why do you always commit murder? Fengrao people don't understand this principle, so how can you, the Fengrao envoy, not understand it?"

An Jing was a little confused.

"I came here to save all living beings."

The expression on that person's face became more compassionate, and his words were so heartfelt that it made people feel a chill down their spine.

"Oh... so this is the genre you play."

The boy nodded to show his understanding.

But not accepted.

"Then why do you have to come at this time?"

"I heard that you would leave the Luofu Immortal Boat every once in a while, sometimes for a few years, sometimes for a few months, and then you came here."

It was very honest and answered whatever An Jing asked.

"That's strange. Sometimes when I go out, Jingliu Jingyuan and the others will leave a note to inform me. How did you know so promptly?"

“Someone will record your itinerary.”

"Does that mean there's a traitor?"

The human face smiled but said nothing.

"You said you came to save people, but you ended up saving them in your stomach?"

An Jing looked at the faces of the people suddenly hanging on the tree trunks, wondering if these people could be saved.

It didn't answer and its eyes moved away from An Jing.

The boy followed it and looked.

A flaming giant sword fell from the sky, burning away the sweet stench of decay in the air.

The burly man in heavy armor fell into the battlefield like a meteor, roaring and rushing towards the giant tree.

The strange tree blossomed again like a flower, easily breaking through the green vines, and its golden branches grew violently, tightly entangling the enemy.

An Jing frowned, and the green vines wrapped around it again, but could not shake the golden branches at all.

The gap in quality is still too big.

The health points granted by the system are only counted in his small body. The externalized vines are all created by him using the power of the Fate of Abundance combined with his vitality. In essence, it is still the power of the Fate of Abundance, and naturally cannot be compared with the quality of the Fate Order.

"Every time I overcome death, I feel great joy. Like them, your flesh and blood are insignificant, but your pain may please me."

The branch tip smiled and asked each head to speak a word on its behalf, forming a sentence: "Teng Xiao, what are you going to use to kill me this time? I'm looking forward to it."

Volume 1: Chapter 132: Pharmacist and Lan

"With myself."

The man responded calmly.

Behind him, a golden phantom thrust a giant blade from the sky straight through the earth.

An Jing cannot intervene in their contest for the time being.

At least that was the case until his Plaguebringers stacked up.

In that case, let’s clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

The young man waved his hand, and countless vines spread out. Any people who touched them would die immediately and be absorbed into the vines and turned into nutrients. The scene was even more evil than the previous one.

But in the eyes of the Xianzhou people, they prefer to call it efficient.

In just a moment, almost all the miscellaneous soldiers were cleared out, leaving only Shuhu, who for some reason did not move under An Jing's feet.

The battle between it and Teng Xiao can only be described as a lose-lose situation.

But the envoy of the Road of Abundance can be resurrected even if he dies, not to mention that it is just a fatal injury.

An Jing came to the dying Teng Xiao and silently supplied him with vitality.

But excessive use of the God has caused his body to become fragmented, just like pouring water into a cup full of holes; if you stop for a moment, the cup will be empty immediately.

Even if you continue to pour water into it, the already broken walls of the cup will gradually be unable to bear the weight until it turns into fragments all over the floor.

"From now on, the Immortal Boat will be handed over to you."

Teng Xiao lowered his head and looked at An Jing.

"I'll try my best while I'm still alive."

The young man nodded, seemingly unperturbed by Teng Xiao's near death.

"That's an answer that really suits your style."

The fatigue in the man's expression faded a little, and he smiled with relief, and then turned into an apology.

"I'm sorry, I know you don't like these..."

"It's just that I'm still too tired."

Teng Xiao raised his head and looked at the silent Shuhu.

"Perhaps there will never be another chance to die gloriously like this."

"Even if there is, I'm afraid that by then I won't even be able to wield it. If I really live to that age, I'll think it's a torture."

The man let out a long sigh and suddenly felt like a nagging person.

Perhaps when people are about to die, they will always become sad and depressed.

He smiled, his body gradually went limp, his head resting on An Jing's shoulder, his eyes closed, as if he had just fallen asleep.

The young man was silent.

He exhaled a breath of foul air, his eyes looked complicated, and he sighed.

Another old friend is gone.

Supporting Teng Xiao's body that would no longer respond, An Jing carefully handed him to Teng Xiao's adjutant who had already burst into tears.

Sadness was on the face of every Cloud Cavalry soldier, but the war was not over yet.

Shuhu is not dead yet.

But it is indeed like a candle in the wind.

An Jing's plague messengers have accumulated to a terrifying number, enough to keep Shushu in a weakened state at all times, making it unable to recover.