"Where to go!"
Looking at Lingxi Fist's back, Li Renlong shouted loudly and was about to chase after him.
But Li Renlong only took one step and staggered. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and his spine bent.
At this moment, Li Renlong has run out of oil and lamps, and there is not much vitality left.
"Grandpa?"
Li Mo, who had just dealt with Ant Biao, immediately came to Li Renlong, held Li Renlong's body and asked.
"No problem"
He said it was okay, but Li Mo, who was holding Li Renlong, could feel Li Renlong's body shaking continuously.
"Run!"
"Run!"
“…”
Below, the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals from the pseudo-heavenly court were already in disarray.
Xiao Fengchun was defeated, Lingxi threw down Xiao Fengchun and ran away. It can only show that Xiao Fengchun is probably in danger, and several kings of the heavenly realm have died tragically.
As for the reckless outbreak of the Jiuli Formation, these pseudo-heavenly soldiers and generals could not resist it.
"Those who offend me... Jiuli will die!"
Even if Li Renlong is extremely weak, the last word "death" is full of majesty!
Then, Li Renlong changed his hands. The explosion of the Jiuli Formation was even more powerful. The creatures below were devastated and blood flowed into rivers!
Li Renlong once said that this battle should be known to the strong men in Jiuzhou.
Even though the Jiuli tribe is huddled in Shiwan Mountain, it is still a dragon! Can not be bullied!
Below, whether it is the human tribes following the pseudo-heaven, gods, demons, demon kings and powerful men, they will all be destroyed!
"It's a pity... If we exchange lives with the cricket ancestor, no force will invade the Jiuli tribe again for thousands of years..."
Even though this battle was tragically won, Li Renlong still had regrets.
Li Mo on the side could feel the vitality in Li Renlong's body dissipating rapidly, looking at the old man who had killed one hundred thousand elite warriors in Kyushu in one battle. Li Mo looked moved and said in a deep voice
"Grandpa, you have done a great job."
Hearing the sound, Li Renlong looked back. He looked at Li Mo with an expression of satisfaction and even some apology.
"My child, grandpa is incompetent. The Jiuli Formation cannot reach you..."
"Grandpa, don't worry! Even if there is no Jiuli formation, I will definitely let the Jiuli tribe stand on the top of this world!"
Li Mo's eyes were firm, as if he was making an oath.
Everyone saw what grandpa did to the Jiuli tribe. The formation of Luofeng Slope and Chaos Feng Gang. They are all part of the Jiuli formation that Grandpa has worked hard to integrate into over the years.
The fruits of Grandpa’s lifetime labor have preserved the Jiuli tribe. How could Li Mo blame such an old man
"Help me go down and sit down for a while..."
Li Renlong said more and more weakly, his eyes seemed sleepy.
This old man who has worked hard for the Jiuli tribe all his life is too tired.
He really wanted to have a good night's sleep...
"yes."
Li Mo responded softly, and then helped Li Renlong fly downwards.
"Grandpa!"
"Grandpa..."
Seeing Li Renlong's figure, a group of strong men led by Dongfang Yibai and Feng Yuwei rushed over.
The current battle has come to an end.
The celestial soldiers and generals of the Pseudo Heaven were completely defeated, and only the three celestial kings of the Celestial Realm who were fighting against Meng Zhentian could hold on for a while.
However, nine golden-armored puppets from the early stage of the Celestial Realm joined their battle. It was only a matter of time before the three pseudo-celestial kings were defeated.
“…”
Li Renlong was supported by Li Mo and lay half on a boulder, looking at the men of the Jiuli tribe. Li Renlong opened and closed his lips, wanting to say something. But he was too weak to say anything.
Even the fingers that I tried to lift fell down weakly after being lifted halfway.
"Grandpa..."
The Jiuli tribe has already burst into tears, regardless of men, women, old or young. Seeing Li Renlong like this, everyone shed tears.
Even Li Mo, who was used to seeing life and death, his eyes were red and his heart was touched.
At this moment, Li Mo wanted to protect the Jiuli tribe even more. How could I bear to disappoint the old man in my arms.
Li Renlong's eyes gradually closed, but everyone could see clearly. There was deep reluctance in the old and deep eyes.
"Send grandpa off to heaven! Grandpa... have a good trip!"
The second elder Dongfang Yibai, who had already burst into tears, shouted and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Send grandpa back to heaven!"
"Send grandpa back to heaven!"
“…”
From the mountains stretching over a hundred thousand, the sounds of farewell and cries came one after another.
"ah!"
With a scream, Meng Zhentian eliminated the last opponent. Looking in the direction of Li Renlong, Meng Zhentian also knelt down on one knee.
"Respectfully send Master Li Renlong to his death!"
If you dare to say "Zhentian", how can you not be crazy if you dream of Zhentian
Therefore, in this life, there are not many people who can admire Meng Zhentian. Grandpa of the Jiuli tribe, Li Renlong counts as one!
The other strong men of the Nightmare clan also knelt down on one knee one after another, using their highest courtesy to send the old man who had worked hard all his life a final journey!
Lingxiao Mountain Weapon Lingxiao's shadow passed through Lingxiao Mountain and flew to the sky. He looked at Li Renlong's body without saying a word.
Everyone seemed to feel depressed, helpless, and lost in Lingxiao's eyes...
A generation of outstanding people will eventually fall, even if Lingxiao does not recognize Li Renlong as the leader.
But Ling Xiao also grew up watching Li Renlong, so Ling Xiao knew Li Renlong's talent.
Without the ties of the Jiuli Tribe, how could Li Renlong's talent stop at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal Realm
Even the God King Realm might be able to charge forward!
"The cricket clan!"
"Rumble..."
Finally, the weapon spirit Lingxiao, who had been holding back for a long time, finally roared out.
This roar shook the heavens and the earth!
Heart-breaking, with endless killing intent! resentment! Angry!
This murderous intention appeared twice in total since Ling Xiao could remember.
The first time was when the master Jiuli completed the construction of the Jiuli Formation and cut off half of his consciousness. Itself dissipated between heaven and earth. At that time, Lingxiao hated the giant ant royal family, the sky-swallowing python clan, and other forces.
The second time is now!
At this moment, the hatred in Lingxiao's heart for the Clan is no longer as high as that of the Giant Ant Royal Clan!
"ah!"
Lu Zhan, who had only one arm left, screamed and cried loudly!
Some old people even fainted from crying.
Touching Li Renlong's gradually cooling arm, Li Mo cried silently.
Then Li Mo placed Li Renlong on the ground, stood up slowly, picked up the Star Sword with his right hand and drew it towards his left hand.
With a tearing sound, a line of bright red blood slowly flowed out.
"I, Li Mo, swear here! In this life, I will conquer the puppet heaven and lead the Jiuli tribe to rise! If you violate this oath, both humans and gods will be angry! Heaven and earth will destroy you!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a thunder sounded, as if confirming Li Mo's oath.
"Meet...Grandpa!"
The strong men endured their trembling emotions and bowed to Li Mo in defeat.
I will abide by Grandpa Li Renlong’s last words from now on. Li Mo is the grandfather of their Jiuli tribe! Even if Li Mo lets them die in the future, they will never complain!
"Crash..."
The heavy rain poured down, washing away more than 200,000 corpses in the 100,000 mountains.
Several fire dragons shuttled through the clouds, and the raindrops hit them and evaporated immediately.
In the center of a group of fire dragons, a giant dragon with black scales was surrounded in the center.
The giant dragon's copper bell-like eyes stared down at the Li Renlong who had peacefully 'sleeped'. This giant dragon was exactly the dragon corpse covered in evil aura.
(End of chapter)