The blood-red ray of light descended from the sky and shot into the roaring army of ferocious beasts. In the center of the army, there was a ferocious beast that looked like a wolf. It had a majestic body and pure white silver fur that fluttered in the wind like seaweed in the water, fluttering in an orderly manner.
This silver-white ferocious beast was covered in a deathly grey aura like ice and snow. The claws on its four hooves were sharp and sharp, and a sharp black horn protruded from its forehead that pierced the sky. At the corner of its mouth, there was a faint mucus-like saliva that slid along two protruding white and cold fangs. It was full of a fishy smell.
But what was truly shocking was that such a ferocious beast was carrying a figure on its back. It was a child of five or six years old. He was short and small, and his arms were white and tender like lotuses. On his stomach was a red pouch with the word "Corpse" embroidered in the middle.
This was an ancient script. Fortunately, the Yellow Emperor recognized it.
The little red boy was holding a black flute in his small, white hand. He placed it by his mouth and gently blew into it. Wisps of mysterious flute music drifted out from the flute, as if invisible, transparent smoke was lingering in the army of corpses.
A human?
The Yellow Emperor's mind was a little sluggish. He could not believe that there was a human among these ferocious beasts that saw all living things destroyed!
This red pouch child seemed to have sensed something. He gently raised his head. His limpid eyes were like pure black gems that flickered with starlight. He looked at the Yellow Emperor in the distance and then revealed an innocent and naughty, yet somewhat cute and lively smile.
This smile revealed a kind of treacherous nature.
The Yellow Emperor's scalp went numb and his hair stood on end. His body trembled slightly, but only the hand holding the sword did not tremble. As a swordsman, his hand would never tremble at any time. So even though he was in shock, he still swung his sword at a ferocious beast that flew over from the side. This ferocious beast's body was split in half. Blood and organs burst out from within and shot towards the Yellow Emperor, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier.
The Yellow Emperor held the Xuanyuan Divine Sword that was not stained with blood. His body floated back elegantly, avoiding the filthy organs and blood.
The blood-red rays of light shone down from the sky. Amidst the blood-red haze, the corpse of the Undead Evil Beast rapidly fell to the ground. Behind it, even more evil beasts roared and pounced.
The Yellow Emperor's fingers tightened around his sword. His eyes narrowed and a sharp cold light flashed through them. His clothes and hair fluttered without any wind. His blood-stained boots slowly walked forward. He walked against the tide of beasts flying towards him, as if he was walking in the river of time.
The figures of the ferocious beasts seemed to be elongated by time and space. Their claws reached for his forehead. Then, flowers of blood bloomed like snow lotuses. They were demonic and beautiful. Drops of blood and water burst out from the broken claws.
The Yellow Emperor seemed to be walking in a world of darkness. His entire body was surrounded by darkness, and he was the only one walking. His body emitted a faint light, and in front of him were numerous ferocious beasts that were pouncing towards him.
His face was expressionless. There was no expression on his deep cheeks. There was only coldness like frost and snow.
These ferocious beasts pounced in front of him. Before their claws could touch his body, it was as if they were cut by a transparent knife. A light appeared under their throats. Their heads were thrown up by an invisible force. Then, their bodies were thrown back by an invisible hand and fell to the ground below.
The Yellow Emperor didn't seem to have drawn his sword. They didn't see him do anything, but the ferocious beasts in front of him died one after another. It was as if the world around him had become a forbidden Asura hell. No creature could cross half a step into the lightning pool!
Many of the clan's experts surging from the city walls behind him only saw the Yellow Emperor holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. The golden sword flashed with a golden light like the sun. He walked among the countless ferocious beasts that were pouncing towards him. It was as if he was leisurely admiring flowers. As he walked, the ferocious beasts didn't stop him at all. No one even saw him move. They only saw the invisible knives cutting open wounds on the ferocious beasts. Blood spurted out. Then, their limbs were dismembered and sent flying.
Such tyrannical strength made the blood of countless people behind him boil. Their eyes lit up like the stars in the night sky. Their morale reached a peak. Then, everyone roared and charged over. They raised the melee weapons in their hands and pounced on the ferocious beasts.
On the city walls, there were many snipers squatting at the firing points. They held powerful photosynthetic sniper rifles in their hands. They were like death gods walking on the edge of the darkness. Every time the trigger was pulled, a withered soul would be taken away.
Kill! Kill!
The entire battlefield was in an uproar. Countless shouts and roars soared into the sky. Multicolored energy beams shot out violently. Like a swarm of locusts, black shadows surged out and pounced into the army of undead evil beasts.
This black flood was stopped in front of the steel walls formed by experts. Countless pieces of flesh and blood splattered everywhere. The Yellow Emperor and Fuxi rushed into the army of ferocious beasts like the wind. They crazily slaughtered countless ferocious beasts. Wherever they went, blood splattered everywhere.
Roar!
A loud roar pierced through the clouds as a black shadow pressed down on him. The Yellow Emperor raised his head to look and his heart suddenly trembled. He saw a lion with eight wings on its back fiercely pouncing towards him. Behind this vicious beast, there were six other vicious beasts that roared and galloped over. Their blood-red eyes carried a soul-stirring cruelty.
The Yellow Emperor slightly gritted his teeth. The sword in his hand seemed to sense its master's mood. It shone with an unprecedented golden light. A mysterious mark slowly appeared on the Yellow Emperor's forehead. It represented anger. His black hair fluttered without wind. Like a peerless god of death, he rammed into the ferocious beasts in front of him.
In the sky, Fuxi held the Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand. He was fighting against four or five ferocious beasts. The Eight Trigrams Mirror flashed continuously. Beams of light shot out from the mirror. Pure white aurora burst out in the dark sky. As he fought, thoughts rolled in his mind. He looked at the red child in the army of ferocious beasts.
He had been paying attention to this mysterious child for quite some time.
Maybe he was fighting or maybe he was thinking about something else. Suddenly, he remembered that no matter how intense the battle was, the red child's black flute never left his mouth. He was smart. After thinking for a while, he realized something. His face changed and he shouted, "Emperor Yao, Emperor Shun!"
Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun who were not far away from him were startled when they heard Fuxi's words. However, they did not panic. Instead, they calmly repelled the two ferocious beasts and moved closer to Fuxi.
Fuxi fought with the Eight Trigrams Mirror while shouting, "I will hold these ferocious beasts back. You two follow me and kill the red child!"
Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun didn't have the time to think, Fuxi charged out from the encirclement of the ferocious beasts. The Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand enlarged and blocked in front of his head. Like a bulldozer, Fuxi rammed into the army of dead corpses. Along the way, there were many godly spirits and low-level God Monarchs, but they were all crushed into meat paste by the pure white light emitted from the Eight Trigrams Mirror.
Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun saw the opportunity and they followed behind Fuxi. With Fuxi leading the way, they pounced toward the red child in the center of the army of ferocious beasts.
The red child seemed to have sensed something and he looked up. His pure black gem-like eyes carried an innocent smile. He blinked his eyes curiously. Then, he played the flute and the 30 ferocious beasts in front of him roared and charged toward Fuxi and the others.
Fuxi's expression changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed slowly. Even though his heart sank slightly, this incident had confirmed his guess. This little red Doudou was indeed the person who controlled this group of Undead Legion!
His deep eyes seemed to be carved out of ice and snow, flashing with a cold light. Suddenly, he pushed his hand forward, knocking away the more than thirty Undead Evil Beasts in front of him. He stood up and roared, "You guys go, I'll hold them back!!"
Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun seemed to know the seriousness of the situation and they quickly activated their racial talents, increasing their battle prowess by ten times. The secret manuals in their body were pushed to the limit and they roared as they pounced toward the red child.
Fuxi used all his strength to hold back more than half of the ferocious beasts in front of him. The two of them rushed toward the red child without much resistance. They roared and swung their weapons at the innocent child.
The red-clad child looked at the ferocious faces of the two men, but he didn't seem to panic at all. The silver-haired wolf he was sitting on flashed and retreated a hundred feet, avoiding this fierce attack.
"Two big brothers, do you want to hit me?"
The red child looked at Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun innocently and asked curiously. It was as if he was asking about the food he wanted to eat.
Emperor Yao knew that Fuxi was expending a lot of energy to activate the self-detonation secret manual to buy time for the two of them. The repercussions of the self-detonation secret manual were great, so he ignored the red child and chased after the red child and swung his saber down.
This saber strike contained all of his strength and when it came down, it split the air into two and created a black illusory space.
At this moment, the wind and clouds in the sky seemed to have stopped moving. Time and space also seemed to have stopped. Then, the saber strike elongated its shadow.
The child in the red pouch raised his head and looked over. His pure black eyes were still clear and pure, without a trace of dust. There was a cute smile on his little face as he looked at the sharp blade that was chopping down.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
The saber stopped in front of the red child's head and didn't move any further. Emperor Yao's body in the air also stiffened as if his acupuncture points were pressed.
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