Warm my heart

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Humph! If you really want to sever the father-son relationship with me, then it's up to you!

If I hadn't considered that you were still of some use, I would have killed you with my sword by now!

What's more, it's just a lowly three-tailed wild fox!"

He swung his sleeves and turned around to reorganize the army.

Prepare to launch another more fierce attack on Mo Yuan.

This time, the battle formation map was not lost again.

The Sujin clan was finally able to preserve some of its strength.

The entire army was not wiped out, but it still suffered considerable casualties.

The battlefield was filled with smoke, shouts of killing and a tragic scene.

Zhihe holds Zheyan's Fuxi Qin.

Standing heroically in front of the battle.

She plucked the strings lightly, and the beautiful sound instantly turned into sharp waves of sound.

It surged towards the Winged Clan like a tide.

This powerful attack force made everyone in the Winged Clan look terrified.

Seeing this, Qing Cang was furious.

How could he not recognize what kind of piano she was playing.

Pointing at Zhihe, he cursed, "You little bitch, who are you to Zheyan? How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Zhihe was not afraid at all and held her head high.

He responded loudly: "Haha, I can use this Fuxi Qin freely. Who do you think he is to me?"

Just then, a clear laughter came from a distance.

Following the sound, I saw Zheyan's pink clothes fluttering in the wind.

He walked slowly towards us like an immortal descending to earth.

He flashed and instantly came to Zhihe's side.

His big hands rested gently on her slender waist.

He looked at Qingcang with a smile and said, "Qingcang, how are you? I didn't expect to meet you here today after not seeing you for so many years."

Qing Cang saw Zhe Yan suddenly appear.

My heart sank, but I still pretended to be calm.

He snorted coldly and said, "So it's the Supreme God Zheyan who has come to visit. I wonder what brings you here?"

Zhe Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He said seriously, "Qingcang, you and I were once classmates and friends, why do we have to fight each other now?

As long as you are willing to withdraw your troops immediately, there is still room for improvement.

Otherwise, if a war breaks out, I'm afraid your Wing Clan will suffer heavy losses."

Qing Cang was not moved at all.

He raised his head and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, withdraw troops? That's just a foolish dream! You, the Celestial Clan, are pressing forward step by step, trying to put my Wing Clan to death, and now you still want me to withdraw my troops?

There's no way! Today's battle is inevitable!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand.

He roared, "All soldiers, listen to my orders! Kill them!"

Following Qingcang's order.

The Winged Clan army rushed towards the Sky Clan camp again like a tide.

Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan looked at each other.

They nodded in understanding, then flew up at the same time.

Facing the aggressive Qingcang.

A world-shaking and soul-stirring battle begins...

Not even two rounds.

Qingcang gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He was suppressed by Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan and was unable to fight back.

Seeing that the situation was not good.

A hint of cunning flashed in Qingcang's eyes.

Suddenly reached into his arms.

He took out the extremely powerful Donghuang Bell.

"Mo Yuan, Zhe Yan, do you know what this is?"

Qingcang shouted proudly.

He didn't finish his sentence.

I saw a cold light rushing from behind.

It turned out to be Zhihe holding a long sword.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, he suddenly stabbed at Qingcang.

This sudden attack caught Qingcang off guard.

The Donghuang Bell in his hand suddenly slipped out of his hand and was about to fall.

It's too late to say.

Mo Yuan's figure flashed and passed by as quickly as a ghost.

He grabbed the Donghuang Bell that was about to fall and firmly grabbed it in his hand.

Qingcang finally came back to his senses.

In anger.

Turn around and swing the long sword.

He chopped directly towards Zhihe.

At this critical moment.

Zheyan took action in time.

Easily catch the Zhihe falling from the sky.

Looking at Zhihe who was unconscious in his arms.

Zheyan's eyes were red.

He shouted hoarsely, "Zhihe!"

Then, he took out a precious life-saving pill without hesitation.

Stuff it into Zhihe's mouth.

After some inspection.

Zheyan frowned, his expression solemn.

It turns out that Zhihe was not only seriously injured.

Even the soul was damaged.

I'm afraid it will take tens of thousands of years to recover.

Zheyan carefully entrusted Zhihe to Yaoguang's care.

Then turned around.

He stared at Qingcang with cold eyes.

Hold the Fuxi Qin tightly with both hands.

He exuded a chilling murderous aura.

"Today I will show you what a true God of Killing is!"

Zheyan roared angrily and then plucked the strings of the zither.

Sharp sound waves roared out as if they were real.

Rushing straight towards Qingcang.

At this moment, Zheyan has fallen into a state of madness.

There was only one thought in his mind - to make Qingcang pay for his blood debt with blood.

Qingcang had already been stabbed by Zhihe.

Lost the powerful magic weapon, the Donghuang Bell.

It was like losing his left and right arms.

Facing Zheyan's violent attack.

He could only struggle on.

But in the end, it was no match for the other party's surging murderous intent.

But after just a few moves.

Qingcang was covered in wounds and was dying.

Finally, under Zheyan's fierce attack.

Qingcang screamed.

The whole body turned into a bloody mist.

Dissipated between heaven and earth, reduced to ashes.

Qing Cang will probably regret it until his death.

I regret killing Zhihe.

And the other side.

Zheyan has already turned his attention to the other members of the Wing Clan.

at this time.

Li Jing watched helplessly as Qing Cang and his elder brother both died.

Knowing that the situation is hopeless.

He handed over the letter of surrender without hesitation.

Express willingness to surrender.

At this moment, Zheyan was already blood-thirsty.

The surging demonic energy was even more difficult to suppress.

Like a wild horse running away from its reins.

It made him completely lose his mind.

I saw him using the review piano in his hand.

He started hacking and killing people around him crazily.

Wherever they passed, there was blood and gore, and the scene was horrific.

Emperor Donghua, who was far away in Taichen Palace, looked through the mirror.

Suddenly, I saw Zhihe was seriously injured by Qingcang.

He didn't even care whether he could participate in it.

In a panic, he flashed away.

Galloping straight towards the Ruoshui River.

Until he arrived in a hurry.

Just happened to see Zheyan about to become possessed by the devil.

It's too late to say.

Emperor Donghua made a prompt decision.

Join forces with Mo Yuan to cast powerful spells.

They worked together to suppress Zheyan.

Fortunately, Zheyan has accumulated many merits over the years.

Otherwise, even with Donghua, he would be powerless to save the situation.

It is difficult to subdue it.

If this is true, then we can only bear the pain and destroy Zheyan.

Fortunately, they arrived in time after all.

After Zheyan was successfully suppressed.

He fainted as if exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Emperor Donghua glanced at Zheyan lying on the ground with disgust.

Then he took a step forward.

He quickly took the injured Zhihe from Yaoguang's arms.

He stretched out his fingers and placed them on Zhihe's pulse.

Carefully investigate for a long time.

Finally I breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Donghua carefully picked up Zhihe.

Mo Yuan picked up the unconscious Zhe Yan.

The two of them flew up together.

Flying quickly towards Taichen Palace.

As for the subsequent cleanup work.

The matter is fully entrusted to Fairy Yaoguang and the three princes of the Heavenly Emperor.