For the people, I am willing to accept the order.

But no one in the entire tent knows whether the Yaoguang War God is for the people or Mo Yuan, this is clear at a glance.

However, no one would pay attention to these things at this time. Everyone was shocked by Yaoguang's determination to die to create a future for the Heavenly Clan.

...........

As dawn approaches, all the soldiers of the Heavenly Clan are ready.

The next battle will determine who will be the future co-lord of the world and the world in the future.

Everything was as Mo Yuan planned. Yaoguang's God of War led 10,000 troops to break through, and the wing tribes rushed out like chicken blood.

Most of them left in a blink of an eye, which is Qing Cang's arrogant.

At this time, Qing Cang had already regarded the heavenly clans on the opposite side as dead, so naturally he would not let any heavenly clans go.

But that's what happened, which made him lose so badly in the end.

As the prince of the Heavenly Clan, Yang Cong led 10,000 troops to fight under Mo Yuan's command.

He swung out one sword after another. At this time, Yang Cong's body was covered with blood, but these blood were all from the Wing Clan.

The long sword in his hand killed one Wing tribe after another, with a very cold face, as if these Wing tribe members were killing like ants in his eyes, without any guilt.

This battle gave Yang Cong an unprecedented feeling, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of massacre.

But he quickly abandoned this mentality.

...........

As the sky gradually darkened, the battle that originally thought the Heavenly Clan would be defeated had a decisive turn.

"Qing Cang, if you surrender on the spot, I can protect the tribes behind you from death, but if you are stubborn, then pay for my dead soldiers of the Heavenly Clan!"

Mo Yuan held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and looked coldly at Yi Jun Qingcang who was already in the encirclement.

"Haha... As long as I am still the king of the Wing Clan, I will not surrender!"

Yi Jun Qingcang smiled at the sky, as if he didn't care about anything.

"The world should change too!"

After saying that, Yi Jun Qingcang rose into the air, and under everyone's gaze, his palm flipped and a ray of light suddenly appeared.

"This is... Donghuang Bell!"

Everyone was stunned when they saw the object in Yi Jun Qingcang's hand that looked like an ancient bell.

Donghuang Bell, it is a magic weapon that can destroy the world. As soon as the Donghuang Bell comes out, no one can resist it.

"Mo Yuan, do you know him?" Yi Jun Qingcang took out the Donghuang Bell, and Yi Jun Qingcang still looked at Mo Yuan very arrogantly.

"The Donghuang Bell was created for you. Today, I will use the lives of you gods from all over the world to bury my son's life."

Before everyone could react, the Donghuang Bell in Yi Jun Qingcang's hand instantly flew into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, the Donghuang Bell, which was originally the size of a palm, changed in an instant.

In an instant, the entire sky was covered.

The entire battlefield is already within the scope of the Donghuang Bell.

And as long as the Donghuang Bell falls, all of them will be sealed in this Donghuang Bell, and there will be no sunshine.

The Donghuang Bell is beneficial to the sky, and then one by one, the Tianqi Wing Clan was sucked into it and turned into ashes.

Seeing this, Si Yin immediately wanted to stop Yi Jun Qingcang.

Seeing Si Yin rushing out, Yang Cong subconsciously soared into the air, wanting to pull Si Yin down.

However, Mo Yuan also moved with Yang Cong.

"Si Yin!"

"Mo Yuan!"

"Yang Cong!"

Three people came out, Si Yin was in front.

But Si Yin is just a fairy, and Yi Jun Qingcang is the top god-level strength. When he saw Si Yin rushing over, he snorted coldly. The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand seemed to sweep across the Eight Desolates, and instantly hit Si Yin.

"puff......"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Si Yin was seriously injured.

"Si Yin!" Yang Cong hurriedly hugged Si Yin from behind.

At the same time, Mo Yuan waved his hand and pushed Yang Cong and Si Yin backwards, while he himself rushed towards Yi Jun Qingcang without hesitation.

"Qing Cang, since I made the Donghuang Bell, then I know how to restrain him!"

The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand pointed at the sky, and in an instant, the Donghuang Bell, which was originally rumbling, stopped moving instantly.

But Yi Jun Qingcang, who was standing beside him, could not do it like this just by watching Mo Yuan break the Donghuang Bell, and immediately chose to fight with Mo Yuan.

While Mo Yuan wanted to seal the Donghuang Bell, he wanted to fight Yi Jun Qingcang. It can be said that he was both focused and had to take into account both ends, otherwise it would not work.

Originally, Mo Yuan fought with Yi Jun Qingcang, but now with the restraint of Donghuang Bell, Mo Yuan can be said to be under great pressure.

But there is no way. If you don’t take action, then the damage caused by the Donghuang Bell will not be recovered, and the losses will only be greater than now.

On the ground, looking at the Yi Jun Qingcang and Mo Yuan who were fighting in the sky, Yang Cong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you need my strength?"

Suddenly, Yang Cong seemed to hear a familiar voice in his ears, the one he had dreamed of before.

"Do you need my strength? I can give it to you."

This sound kept surrounding Yang Cong's ears.

But at this time, Yang Cong no longer cared about much: "I want it!"

Just as Yang Cong said this, he felt his strength increase dramatically.

When Yang Cong opened his eyes, the eyes were no longer the same color as before, but were shining with a strange golden light.

He looked up at Mo Yuan. At this time, Mo Yuan was still fighting hard. He wanted to fly out as soon as he acted, but was pulled by Si Yin.

"What are you going to do?" Si Yin, whose blood was bloated with the corner of her mouth, pulled Yang Cong.

"I'll go and save Mo Yuan!" Yang Cong said.

"Save Mo Yuan... don't mess around!" Yangcuo frowned and said, "The Donghuang Bell destroys the world, it's not something you can bear. Only Mo Yuan can seal it."

"Si Yin, do you believe me?" Yang Cong looked at Si Yin.

Looking at Yang Cong's gem-like eyes, Si Yin suddenly felt a sense of trust in her heart: "Believe."

"Okay, help me stop them, I'll save Mo Yuan!"

As he said that, Yang Cong took off directly into the air.

Yangcuo and others wanted to chase Yang Cong, but were stopped by Si Yin.

Everyone was anxious, but they couldn't go forward, so they had to watch it.

"I'll help you!"

Suddenly, there was a strange long sword with blood in Yang Cong's hand, and he directly cut it out with one sword.

"Haha... Another one who died... Not good..."

While mocking Yang Cong for coming to die, Yi Jun Qingcang suddenly felt a breath of death.

And when he reacted, it was a little too late.

A blood-colored sword light directly stabbed Yi Jun Qingcang's chest, instantly causing blood to burst into pieces in Yi Jun Qingcang's chest.

"Go away!" Mo Yuan shouted, wanting Yang Cong to leave.

But at this time, Yang Cong didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to kill Mo Yuan.
Chapter completed!