The brilliant black and white energy, exploded above the sky, like an endless wave swept the sky, and in a moment, the sky was filled with a burning body, causing the soul to quiver.

Under the bottom, countless people lie on the ground, all of them are silly looking up at the constantly sweeping waves in the sky, even if the distance of a hundred meters, but that destructive energy is still shocking!

“Hm not.”

Two figures, from the high air like two engines out of the plane, dragged a long tail of smoke hard to fall to the ground, only to listen to the "poke" two loud noise, respectively, the ground smashed out of a large pit, until the dust and fog dispersed, only to see Ling Xiu lying in the pit full of blood, the body is covered with dust, and the Yu Wenxiao, although the scars, although the body is full of blood.

“Failure, old . . . . defeat?”His eyes were wide open, his eyes full of incredulous colors.

The old wind, Jiang Haojun, garlic, Chu glazed moon face a silence, they have always been invincible, invincible God of war, actually fell down, which makes them can not accept for a moment and a half.

The Moroman dance laughed miserably.

Moro sword, Moro Qinger, and all the blood-night people who survived, the look was bleak, and the defeat of the overwork meant that their blood night clans were defeated.

Moro Liyan bit his blood-stained teeth and wanted to get up from the ground to fight, but in the end he could not do it, his face was extremely distorted, and he shouted: "No... no... no!!!" He could not accept the fact that the blood-night family was defeated.

Compared to the bloodless night people, the face of the gods is radiant.

“God, it’s done a good job, haha...” The two elders laughed happily, and even the pain in his body was temporarily forgotten.

“We won, and we God won!”The three elders’ voices trembled with excitement.

“Did you really win?”

The six elders sighed and looked around the large atrium square.

Heaps of rocks, piles of corpses in mountains, debris of fighter armor...

Such a scene as hell, he exclaimed: "There are no winners in war!"

Even if they win the blood and night clan, their gods also killed and injured countless people, and they were hurt, fearing that it would take at least a hundred years to return to their heyday, and from this point of view, they were the winners of which gate.

At this time, Yu Wenxiao walked away step by step toward the past, condescendingly looking at the big pit, and even unable to move the repair.

“Don’t hurt him!”

Chu glazed the moon drank, a swaggering right arm, a phoenix completely made of ice, shrillly and rushed to Yu Wenxiao fiercely.

Where it passes, whether it is the ground, the air, the body, or the living, is frozen into ice in an instant, and the endless coldness sweeps the world, and the temperature of the whole space drops to the freezing point.

And Yu Wenxiao, as if he had swept away the dust, was also a wave of his right arm, and the ice phoenix that attacked it immediately shattered the ground.

Such an understatement offsets the attack of the Ice Emperor, which is so powerful that everyone present is stunned.

Chu glazed moon will give up, drink a thug and go away, the right hand condensed a blade, strong swing to the Yu Wenxiao sky.

Yu Wenxiao was expressionless, the right palm clapped a cluster of thoughts, the power of the idea into a storm swept, Chu glazed moon like a broken kite like a broken line of the uncontrollable throwing out, mouthing blood, a moment and a half can no longer climb up.

“Little . . . tail . . . . .

Ling Shu's mood fluctuates greatly, clenching his fist, biting the blood-stained front teeth, forcing his body to stand up, and the whole body trembled violently.

“Don’t worry, she’s okay!”

Yu Wenxiao laughed softly, and the back body was not controlled, and the pen fellright next to Ling Xiu.

Everyone froze, looking at the scene with their eyes wide open in disbelief, thinking: What is this?

Yu Wenxiao lay on the ground, and the afterglow of the taste of Ling Xiu: "Boy, now we are all too hurt to move, you can talk about it!"

“What do you want to talk about?”The sound of Ling Xiu is somewhat hoarse, and as soon as he speaks, the blood water will flow out uncontrollably.

Yu Wenxiao saw the sky and said, “You still don’t talk, I’ll talk.”Looking at the sky, sighed, "I'm sorry, let you suffer a lot from childhood, my father did not do well, I hope you can forgive me!" 」

“Have you recovered your memory?”The repair of the road is surprising.

Yu Wenxiao shook his head: "No, but you are my son, I am sure that the feeling of blood is not wrong, and you look like me, isn't it?"

He did not understand why he was so indifferent to Moromo and this boy at first, perhaps the memory was completely sealed at that time, but now there is a little loose, although vague, but let him feel very cordial.

Ling Xiu smiled silently, and at this moment he felt mixed feelings, but he also felt extremely relieved, no matter what the process, this high, has been looking at him and his mother's father with a cold expression.

"Hahaha, Ling Xiu, you really did not disappoint me, the gods and the blood and night people are tossed up by you!" 」

At this time, a heavenly sound sounded between heaven and earth, loud, cheerful, frantic, trembling, filled every inch of space.At the same time, the space above the island of God seems to be torn by an invisible hand to open a dark nothingness.

A middle-aged man slowly stepped out from the inside of his feet, wearing a white robe, such as a king who came to the world, after him, is a woman.

The woman is dressed in a technology tight suit, the pupil is bright, the willow eyebrows are curved, the skin is white, far away, the temperament is dusty, as if a fairy who falls into the world, whether it is body or five senses, is perfect to the extreme.

“Aww, ava?”

Zhang Yifei surface was shocked, he initially thought he had hallucinations, but even blinked several times, the two figures in the sky are not the original world fantasy city of Yu Wenfu and robot ava?How did they come?to help us?

A series of problems flow into the brain.

The face is like death, suffering...

After the ghost island, he has been trying to cooperate with the ghost emperor of the mysterious person who will be who, he has more than once guessed that it is Yu Wenfu, but he has vetoed it, he does not want to believe that it is Yu Wenfu, because if it is Yu Wenfu, then Tang Xiaofo and Ling Xue can be dangerous.

But now...

When the two families lost, Yu Wenfu finally showed his tusks!

“Is it him!”

“Ten years ago, the dog, the bastard, he didn’t die!”

"It seems that we have all been deceived by him, he must have fled to the original world, damn it, what should we do now?"

The seven elders of the gods suddenly changed in appearance, and their eyes were full of scarring colors.