Chapter 499 Xiao Han's Death
Chapter 499 Xiao Han's Death
"Not a single one." Xiao Han's eyes were indifferent, he waved his palm lightly, and gave an order.
The gunpowder of the war of annihilation in ancient times has never gone away. Under the calm, there are often unseen stormy waves surging. Once the calm is broken, the end will come instantly.
On the Taikoo Pengkun, these surviving refugees kept a long distance from Xiao Han, with awe in their eyes, this young man can command a large army, he must be a big man, they dare not offend.
In the narrow valley, dozens of ordinary people were discovered by the people of the extraterritorial evil clan, and there were only a dozen people from the extraterritorial evil clan, but even so, there was no suspense in this battle.
"It's a person from the evil race!" In the Holy Palace army, Tang Shiya, Chu Chenyu and others all discovered the situation in the valley.
shhhhh!
With a wave of his palm, Xiao Han took the lead towards the space teleportation array that had already been set up in the Holy Palace not far away. The Taikoo Pengkun flapped its wings at an extremely fast speed, and instantly turned into a brilliant ice-blue rainbow and swept into the space teleportation. in the array.
"Holy Son, let's go directly to Cangxuan City, the main city of the Cangming Realm. Now all the defenders in the Cangming Realm have retreated there." Tang Shiya stepped forward and said to Xiao Han. She has a certain understanding of the situation.
After Xiao Han arrived, there was another wave of fluctuations in the space teleportation formation on the side, silhouettes stepped out one after another, and the Holy Palace army soon gathered on the dim sky.
"Saint Son Xiao Han, that's all."
"Yes!" Tang Shiya and other Earthly Sovereigns who were standing beside Xiao Han took the lead, flashed their bodies, and quickly rushed into the valley.
Hurala!
Of course, there are also people who are unwilling to be ordinary, break through the shackles with their own courage and perseverance, and achieve extraordinary achievements, and it is these people who finally become strong.
Xiao Han stood on the back of Taikoo Pengkun, his eyes glanced away, the world was desolate, and the evil was infested, like a purgatory on earth.
The Great Thousand World is vast and endless, and there are countless realms that face the invasion of foreign evil races every day. Although the Great Thousand World is now in a peaceful state with the foreign evil races, small border frictions are unavoidable.
"Cangming Realm..."
Tang Shiya and the others were of extraordinary strength, and the dozen or so warriors of the evil race were not very strong, so the battle was resolved in just a moment, and all these evil race warriors were executed.
The valley is small and there are dozens of refugees. Their clothes are ragged and their spiritual power fluctuations are extremely weak. They should only be junior Cultivation practitioners. In other words, they are all civilians. In the Great Thousand World, not everyone has Cultivation qualifications. , No matter which world they are in, ordinary people will always be the main body of a world, and the strong are only a few after all.
Young and old, no one was spared.
The way of heaven may be unfair, but man can conquer the sky.
At this moment, Xiao Han, who was in the lead, suddenly stopped and made a stop gesture to the army of the Holy Palace behind him. Xiao Han narrowed his eyes and glanced down.
The little girl jumped off Xiao Han, a pair of pitiful big eyes showed a charming smile, and a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Several evil warriors rushed into the valley, armed with butcher knives, and a bloody and brutal killing was staged.
"Set off!"
A dagger pierced into Xiao Han's heart.
Xiao Han nodded with a smile, picked up the little girl with one hand, and wiped the dust off her face with the other.
Cangming Realm.
Because it is close to the territory of the evil tribes outside the realm, the Cangming realm looks rather gloomy. Turbidity has a polluting and corrosive effect on spiritual power.
In the past few years, Xiao Han has set foot in many realms, but this is the first time he has seen a desolate and dilapidated realm like the Cangming realm. Of course, this may be because of the rampant invasion of evil tribes from outside the realm.
Similarly, these small frictions also reflect the difficulty of eliminating the contradictions between the two sides. This is also a sign that a war is quietly brewing.
"Big brother, can you hug me? I'm so scared." The little girl said pitifully with red eyes.
Xiao Han nodded, and naturally knew something. After identifying the location, the group headed towards Cangxuan City, which is located in the center of the Cangming Realm. It is the largest city in the entire Cangming Realm, with an extremely powerful defensive formation. Law, without the participation of the Heavenly Sovereign powerhouse, it would be difficult for the aliens to capture, so it was also the last position in the entire realm.
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"Big brother." At this time, a timid little girl came out of the refugees. She had two braids, her little face was covered with smoke and dust, her big red eyes were filled with tears.
However, at this moment, a scene that no one expected happened, the little girl suddenly killed Xiao Han.
Above the dark sky, Xiao Han walked on Kun, one person in the lead, behind him, the army of the Holy Palace surged like a tide, mighty and imposing like a rainbow.
In the sky above the Cangming Realm, a huge space teleportation formation appeared. Before the teleportation formation, the huge body of the ancient Pengkun was suspended in the void, the wings flapped, and the cold wind blew up, and the terrifying cold air was released. The corrosive evil did not dare to approach, the temperature of the sky and the earth plummeted, the clouds were frozen, and this gorgeous icy blue light lit up between the dim sky and the earth.
Many Sacred Palace disciples who were secretly looking at Taikoo Pengkun naturally noticed the appearance of the former. They looked at each other. The fatty fish looked a little squeamish. If Taigu Pengkun knew what these Sacred Palace disciples were thinking, it would have to be another pass. yelled.
Above the Cangming Realm, the flames of flames are everywhere, the flames of war are flying, countless buildings have been destroyed, the ground is torn apart, and the thick cracks are shocking. Evil like.
Xiao Han stood on the back of the Taikoo Peng Kun, the cold wind whistled, making his clothes rattle, his eyes swept down, and he had a condescending momentum.
"Let's go!" Xiao Han stopped wasting time, and continued to drive towards Cangxuan City, where the main battlefield of the Cangming Realm was where the army of the evil race gathered.
If you look down at this Cangming realm from the sky, you will find that it is like a magical capital.
How can a war-torn land not be desolate?
The surviving refugees were terrified and timidly huddled in the corner. There was no joy in the rest of their lives, but only fear, because for them living in the border of Cangming, disaster never left.
Through the surging black fog, you can vaguely see that in a valley, a brutal fight is taking place. It seems that a group of refugees hiding in the valley have been discovered by foreign evil tribes. one scene.
The disciples of the Sacred Palace bowed their heads and bowed respectfully. Seeing this scene, Xiao Han was indifferent, while the Taikoo Pengkun under his feet had a very happy expression. It held its fat head high, as if it was accepting the Sacred Palace. pilgrimage of the disciples.
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Xiao Han retracted his gaze from afar, turned around, and walked over with a smile on his face.
The fat fish's pair of huge eyes were also looking around, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately lost interest, pouted, and sighed again in his heart. Express dissatisfaction, after all, this master is too cruel.
Xiao Han came with Kun and took the dozen or so surviving refugees onto the back of Taikoo Peng Kun.
The strong, the Great Ruler himself, and the Great Ruler are destined, and the weak are destined by the Great Ruler.
In the valley, the killing stopped, but the terrifying shadow of death still shrouded the valley, and the bloody corpses of refugees lay on the ground, shocking.
It may not be fair, but the world has always been like this.
The Holy Palace army followed closely and entered the space teleportation array in an orderly manner, but for a moment, the central square was empty, and only the space teleportation array on the side was exuding powerful spatial fluctuations.
