Chapter 7

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Finally, the countless points of light dissipated, after all, these were not real swords, but the reflection of countless world forces.

The tall, mountainous giant still stood still, but with countless wounds, especially a huge sword wound in the chest, which directly penetrated the giant's entire chest.

The huge black blade, broken in the air , became a black smoke dissipated in the air.

And the giant's figure slowly turned from real to virtual, and then disappeared without a trace, remaining in front of the six true immortals, only Yan Emperor kneeling on one knee on the ground, the black blade in his hand, has broken only a hilt left.

Emperor Yan suddenly coughed out a large mouthful of blood. In his chest there was a sword wound through to the back, which is undoubtedly the wound caused by the Sinking Star sword.

Now the Sinking Star sword has returned to the hands of the Heavenly Emperor, although not as glamorous as just now, but also vaguely emitting an invulnerable aura.

The Yan Emperor slowly loosened his embrace, and in his arms, with one hand around a white dragon, the white dragon is also scarred. The white dragon slowly unfolded its coiled body, turning into a little light, leaving the arms of the emperor, turning into a human form by the emperor's side .

She is the magnificent white-cloth woman showed before, but now she left a bloodstain around her mouth, the white clothes are also stained with blood in many places.

In that white dragon coiled under the body, but the little girl.

The little girl's face is pale.

Just then, the countless swords like raindrops fell. Although the Yan Emperor tried his best to let the girl to avoid the sharp edges, but the power of that Sinking Star sword is how huge, even with the emperor's magic spirit try her best to protect the girl, she also suffered heavy injuries.

The woman in white emitted a white light from her hand, which was her attempt to heal the girl.

But the girl's injuries were already too severe, and Yan emperor knew it.

"I couldn't protect you in the end", Yan emperor said gently, as he stroked the girl's face.

"Well ......", the girl shook her head gently and smiled reluctantly, despite her pale face, her smile was still as bright as a spring flower, she coughed lightly, despite her voice being a bit dull, she still struggled to speak.

"Lord Yan has been very kind to me, I'm very happy ......"

She said intermittently, "I was in the arms, always felt Lord Yan in the heart of protecting us ...... Lord Yan finally, did not always let the magic spirit sister to protect me ...... can be Lord Yan always love, so I'm really happy ...... Lord Yan, really a very gentle person! I'm really happy to be held in the arms of Lord Yan like this ......"

Gentle? The Emperor Yan's eyes a little surprised. Long life, he stood alone at the top of the Shura and human realm, looking down on his people, fulfilling his duties as a generation of emperors, even in a critical situation, but also did not flinch. Any praise for him, praise he had already heard, but this was the first time someone called him gentle.

"Good girl," Yan Emperor touched the head of the girl who had spoken too much and was a little flushed, "you can sing the ancient war song, right! the Great High Priest, I believe, has taught you."

"Yes, the Great High Priest has always praised me for singing the best!" The girl nodded gently and said.

"Then sing a song for me!" Yan Emperor said indifferently.

The girl blinked her big eyes, her eyes shining with excitement, to sing a song for Emperor Yan, it was as if it was the greatest honor in her heart.

A string of ancient and desolate tune, from her delicate lips, slightly childish voice, but the song of the ancient war of the pale earth, sung in a stirring way.

The last tune, as long and free as the flowing clouds in the sky, but finally suddenly ended, and the girl closed her big beautiful eyes.

In the bleak ancient war song, the Heavenly Emperor carried a steady stream of elite Heavenly Immortals came from the Heavenly Palace, flying down to the ground. Countless blood on the ground in all directions, and in the sky countless white-clothed Heavenly Immortals burst into pieces.

A mass of black gas continued to emerge under the Soul Invoking Bell, and one by one, the Heavenly Clan Heavenly Immortals were once again engaged in battle!