Chapter 346: The Ice Hall, a Guarantee Until the End

The "war" has begun. There is no doubt that even though the number of people on both sides may not be as large as before, the fighting spirit of the two warring parties is in no way inferior to the legends of a thousand years ago.

"Flame Spear, charge!"

The star turned into a flaming meteor and burst out from the countless controlled cloud riders' armor, like a bowling ball that knocked down all the "pins".

He went in and out seven times, carrying a heavy shield like armor on his shoulder. Countless attacks were blocked like drizzle by Xing's steel-like will.

The mission of "Cunhu" protects all the members of the ghost hunting team except Jing Yuan, making them feel that there is a sun burning above their heads, coming from the deepest core of the earth, and at this moment it is showing the power of the interaction between the mantle and the crust for billions of years.

The solid "armor", the Cloud Rider blade controlled by Sui Yang, without the control of the controller's soul, could not even leave a trace on Xing's armor.

"Look, I'm going to eat you!"

Equally impressive was Huo Huo, or the Sui Yang tail that covered her body.

The cyan flames blossomed into one "lotus" after another on the battlefield, and fragments flew everywhere. If a little bit of the cyan flames stained it, Sui Yang's wails would be heard from the controlled armor.

Their souls were being burned by the scorching heat of the tail.

The two good sisters, Su Shang and Gui Naifen, also performed exceptionally well and did not lag behind too much in such a fierce battlefield.

And several people were very conscious and gave up the position in the center of the battlefield. The battle there was much more intense than their "small fights".

"boom!!!"

Thunder-like explosions exploded in the air above the battlefield, and the god of thunder waved his drumstick in his hand and struck the drum named "sky" repeatedly.

Fuyan's body swelled to a hundred meters tall, and with every move he made, he was burning with unusual flames of emotion.

Jing Yuan, on the other hand, stood in place, using his fingers to represent a sword. A tremendous divine power burst out from his body, forming a dazzling and magnificent figure between heaven and earth.

"God".

One gold and one blue, two majestic figures like giant gods, were waving their weapons in the middle of the battlefield, either colliding or confronting each other. The scene around the battlefield was like thunder and fire from the sky and the earth, shocking beyond words.

Originally, even if all the previously suppressed Sui Yang were gathered together, Fu Yan would never be able to fight Jing Yuan to such an extent.

But for some unknown reason, whenever Fuyan's power weakened and it could no longer support itself, a force originating from its heart would continuously support its body, allowing it to wave its giant claws like thunder and spread out its huge body like the "Liaoyuan" of Dayuyang a thousand years ago.

"Is that you? Human!"

Fu Yan looked at Yao Luo at the edge of the battlefield, his eyes filled with both resentment and an ambiguous flash.

Among all the people present, only Yao Luo could silently provide strength to Sui Yang and ensure that the battle did not end one-sidedly.

As to why this is done, the answer is obvious.

"Sui~Yang, you made a mistake in fighting that general, and the earth is shaking~"

"Heaven will come to subdue demons and eliminate filth, how can we return without seeing the demons?"

A faint voice came from the hospital bed beside him. Xihuang looked at Fuyan who was full of fighting spirit on the battlefield. The scene of the two people's struggle was intercepted by Yaoluo and placed in front of Xihuang.

The ancient opera ballads were hummed softly from Xuanhuang's lips. Although the voice was weak, the charm and momentum were no less.

The strange light in his sickly eyes became brighter and brighter.

Two beams of light covered the horizon, and slowly, the scenery that appeared in Xuanhuang's eyes was no longer colorful, but only the melodious sound of opera echoing in his ears.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer!"

"Xihuang, look at me defeating this pretentious general!"

The flames where the floating smoke was burning unprecedentedly, like a sun about to explode.

Fuyan abandoned all its claws and fangs. It chose to use its most familiar body, an eye-shaped body, and concentrated all its strength in the center.

A huge beam of light broke through the clouds. This blow, which almost condensed all of Fuyan's strength, finally made Jing Yuan, who had not moved a step, move.

The golden eyes were slightly serious. Jing Yuan was different from General Teng Xiao who was full of martial virtue a thousand years ago. He defeated Liao Yuan in just a few moves, but this "General Shen Ce" was not an opponent that Fu Yan could defeat by hard work or explosive power.

Jing Yuan took a step forward without moving, and the God who was already hundreds of meters tall became majestic again. The previous battle was the result of his letting go and doing it on purpose.

The entire sky was covered by the majestic figure of the God. Every inch of thunder could defeat an army and make the stars in the Milky Way pale in comparison.

Fortunately, every brick and tile in Sui Garden is protected by Yao Luo's seven-colored power, otherwise Jing Yuan would not dare to release the power to such an extent.

"Behead without mercy!"

Under this majestic figure that is like the sun and the moon and has Mount Tai on its shoulders, Fu Yan condenses a huge column of light that has gathered all the strength of the body, and it becomes like an ant trying to shake a tree, but the light of a grain of rice competes with the bright moon.

The giant golden blade that seemed to have no end, like a punishment from heaven, chopped down from the distant end and split Fuyan's eye balls into two.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The body was pierced into two halves, and Fuyan's spiritual power could no longer maintain his huge body. Countless flames shattered into pieces, dotted the sky with stars, just like a thousand years ago.

The thunder died down, the raindrops became smaller, and the war ended with this undoubted blow.

The sacred power as vast as the heavenly might, as if it had accomplished its mission, disappeared between heaven and earth, waiting for its next coming.

The scattered flames were like defeated generals, scattered on the ground. Compared with the light in the sky, one was in the sky and the other was in the ground. "I... lost..."

Fu Yan's body fell to the ground dejectedly. He did not regret his failure, but felt sorry for not being able to fulfill his long-cherished wish before seeing his compatriots for the last time.

Yes, even now, Fuyan still regards Xinhuang as a part of their Suiyang.

Xing and the others came to their senses and the surrounding scenery returned to normal. They suddenly realized that the battlefield they had just galloped across, a distance of a thousand meters, was actually just the distance between a few bricks on the green stone platform.

Jing Yuan stepped forward and stood in front of Fu Yan, his face expressionless with no sadness or joy. As a general, he had the deep scheming and broad mind.

"Although you lost to me, you don't have to feel ashamed about it, and no one will laugh at your fighting spirit."

"The battle between the Suiyang clan and our ancestors also occurred after the Immortal Boat galloped across the starry sea."

"Before that, the Suiyang clan traveled among the sea of ​​stars. As the spirits of the free fire, if we talk about their origins, the Immortal Boat also has a part in it."

"Humph, stop being so hypocritical."

Fuyan supported her knees with one hand, raised her head and looked at Jingyuan.

"If I lose, I lose. Although I feel sorry, I don't regret it."

"We Suiyang will always be here. We will always be here until your immortal ship collapses and your life ends!"

“For thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, as long as this will does not die, the ones who will be defeated in the end will be you.”

The sharp words were accompanied by a will to never give up. Although Fu Yan was defeated, he still possessed a fighting spirit different from ordinary people.

"Stop talking nonsense. Let me take one last look before you arrest me..."

Fu Yan turned around. The only person he couldn't let go of now was Xi Huang. He at least wanted him to see the end of this compatriot.

Jing Yuan, Xing and the others also looked into the distance and saw a figure pushing something, slowly walking towards them.

It was a coffin.

An extremely beautiful crystal coffin.

Xihuang lay in the coffin with a rosy complexion, clean lips and teeth, and a peaceful look, as if he had just had a beautiful dream.

"It...is still..."

Fuyan's expression became indescribably complicated. It looked at Xihuang, then at Yaoluo.

"His obsession has been satisfied, whether it is his desire as Sui Yang to witness your will, or his desire as a human being in just a few days, all have been satisfied."

"I promise."

There was no obvious change in Yao Luo's expression, but everyone felt that Yao Luo seemed to have said something to Xi Huang.

"Human, no, Yao Luo, right?"

Fu Yan took a deep breath and looked at Yao Luo's face, as if he wanted to record his appearance firmly in his spirit and life.

"I will remember you."

Yao Luo remained unmoved. He just looked up at the sky and into the distance, muttering the same words as Fu Yan.

"I will remember all of you..."

"Boss Yaoluo..."

Moving time forward a little, after both of its long-cherished wishes were fulfilled, the expression on Xihuang's face had become extremely gloomy, but it still used up its last bit of strength, turned its head and looked at Yao Luo.

"There are some things that we may have to leave behind on our journey. If everyone is like you, Yao Luo, one day you will not be able to hold on..."

Yao Luo remained silent. If forgetting was a human's innate right, then as the messenger of memory, he might have forgotten this innate ability at some point.

Just like Xinhuang's human body cannot contain Sui Yang's memories and emotions, will Yao Luo's body one day, after "recording" enough memories and emotions, change into some different form?

You have to know that until now Yao Luo has preserved his body in order to avoid excessive emotional impact and turn Yao Luo into something like a messenger, between "existence" and "non-existence".

He didn't know that compared with the history of the universe, the memory of an individual is just like a grain of rice in the vast ocean.

By then, what will exist in his body is a spirit named "Yao Luo" or a backup blueprint of the universe? The answer to all this is still unknown.

If one day, Yao Luo also becomes a ghost that only exists in "memory" like the messenger, then at that time, Yao Luo will have no choice but to give up this power.

"No matter what, I don't want to accept 'loss'. Even if I may lose my 'true self' in the end, I promise you, and everyone and everything that intersects with me."

“I, will remember everything.”

At this moment, Yao Luo's eyes became more peaceful than ever before, just like...

The quietly flowing Milky Way.

　It's been a long time since I last updated this, ^_^, I'll try to update more in the next two days

　　My current idea is to stop writing after finishing Pinocchio. However, if there is a suitable secondary creation for the story of Pinocchio, it may also be interspersed with other worlds. If there is a situation at that time, I will explain it to you truthfully.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)