Chapter 661 After the Disaster

The two looked at each other and laughed together. Then they looked up at the ten thousand miles of sky, and the lonely golden sun outside the sky, and their chests were full of passion. The two stood up with each other and inspired each other. Shaoqiu first turned the elemental force in his body. As soon as he rotated for a moment, a mouth suddenly spewed out a mouthful of silver-white "blood". His left leg softened and knelt on the ground - it was a sign that the gold element condensed into a solid body had become liquid.

But at this time, the power of the gold element in the sky declined, and Shaoqiu sucked so slightly that the golden sun could not hold back, bursting out a dazzling light, broke away from the heaven and rushed down to the earth...

"Good luck!" Hou Yi laughed, and the blood on his face collapsed. Then the black anti-chaotic force wrapped the final spirit and rushed up the bow string along his arms, condensed into a huge black arrow, aiming far away at the falling fireball.

"Puff--" While the blood sprayed wildly, the giant arrow turned into a beam of light into the sky, hitting the big fireball!

Hou Yi's huge body fell like a landslide, and the god of war across the wilderness finally fell down and fell to the peak of the earth. He looked up at the flame-covered sky, and the golden sun fireball suddenly condensed under the bombardment of the beam of light, bursting out the light shining through the world...

"E'er, did you see it? I destroyed the most powerful power between heaven and earth. Are you happy? I can't cure your injury, but this arrow, you and my love and legend, will stay in this wilderness world forever. As long as human beings will not be extinct, you will never be forgotten between heaven and earth..."

In the spring of the 33rd year of Emperor Yao, the heavenly disaster broke out. Hou Yi, the god of war, destroyed it with a weak bow for nine days. After the sun collapsed, it turned into hundreds of millions of meteorites to sweep the earth. The mountains collapsed, and the rivers were twisted and flooded. From the east to the sea, to the west of the river, from Youdu in the north to the south to the Han River in the south, more than 600 tribal destroyers, millions of people died, and the Yanhuang population. Sharp reduction by half.

In the Yanhuang tribe, only the imperial hill and the three dangers were intact. The Yu tribe was burned seven or eight, but Puhan was intact. It is said that when the meteorite rain fell, countless flames suddenly shot out of the refining tower, destroying the meteors in the sky one by one. The flames filled the sky, steamed for several months, and the Yellow River was cut off.

The preservation of Puhan made Yao Chonghua overjoyed. You know, the strength of the Yu clan is probably in Puhan. As long as Puhan does not lose, he has the strength to turn over. But even he wondered how the Refinary Tower could shoot such a powerful flame that could destroy nearly a thousand meteorite stars that fell into the sky?

Did the gods really choose me as the future Lord of Yanhuang and be blessed by the gods? His heart beat, and he couldn't resist the ecstasy. But I didn't know that this was the fire ancestor in the refining tower, who used his magic power and protected his tribe.

At this time, on Diqiu City, looking at the meteorite bursting from the last golden sun, it swept over the imperial hill like a rainstorm and fell into the vast land in the west. Everyone was silent. Including the people of Diqiu.

Everyone pushed away the surrounding vines, stood up, and looked at the dark sky through the heavy branches and leaves, covered by thick smoke. Occasionally, Mars and extinguished meteorites fell from the branches, and long-dead corpses fell to the ground from mid-air.

All this reminds them that they are the happiest people in the world - survivors.

Di Yao stood on the steps of the Yanhuang Temple, his eyes were distracted, and the dusk sun fell on his face through the heavy jungle, and everyone could not see his color clearly.

"Da Shun," Di Yao said slowly, "statating losses, appeasing the people and burying the dead."

Yao Chonghua bowed and agreed, and immediately communicated with Shang Houqi, Ji Kai, Teng Gongqi, as well as Yu Mu Kong Wei, who was responsible for the development of Huhai Shanze, Jizong Mu Danxuan, who was in charge of farming, and went to the common people's palace below to discuss matters. Since Yao Chonghua became Dashun, the common people's palace on the right side of the Yellow Emperor's Palace has become his political place.

"Soqiu... What's going on with Shaoqiu?" Ai Sang has been looking up at the towering giant tree above his head. At this time, he saw that Shaoqiu and Hou Yi had not come down for so long. His face slowly changed color. He looked at Dan's ear and pleaded, "Mr. Kua, I don't know if something will happen to Shaoqiu? Can you take me to have a look?"

"Don't worry, Hou Yi is here, and it's expected that everything will be fine." At this time, Dan Er was listening to two people who rushed to report the loss. The tragic death of nearly 180 clans made his huge body tremble. Hearing the words, he reluctantly smiled, nodded and called a clan member, "Kuaifuming, take Aisen to the top to have a look!" If they are all right, take them down and take them down.

Kuafu agreed, grabbed Ai Sang, and put her on his shoulder.

"Your Majesty," Dan Er stared at Di Yao and said in a low voice, "Issan a free man now?"

Di Yao nodded weakly: "Take her to Shaoqiu and let her go. The meritorious deeds of the Kuafu family for Yanhuang. I, Yanhuang, will not forget it for a hundred generations. It belongs to you for 500 miles around the mountain of the sky in Chengdu. I welcome the whole Kuafu family to return to the wilderness.

Dan Er shook his head silently and walked down the steps step by step, and his huge body disappeared into the spiral curve.

"Big brother... wake up, big brother--" On the canopy on the top of the imperial hill, Shaoqiu struggled to get up, endured the pain of body decomposition, and climbed to the back with difficulty.

The last arrow completely exhausted all the magical power of Hou Yi. A generation of gods of war fell to the ground, and the weak bow automatically returned to his body, and the crisscrossed scars on his body were like silk nets.

Shaoqiu climbed to him with difficulty and tried his best to pick him up. Hou Yi had already been unconscious, but with a faint smile on his face. Shaoqiu couldn't help crying: "Brother, wake up - the disaster... It's over! You defeated the disaster!"

Hou Yi's body moved slightly. Suddenly, some black spots gradually condensed in the surrounding air, like dust, but it was too dark to be seen. Shaoqiu was stunned. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His palm suddenly hurt, and a few black dots actually penetrated his palm!

This is a great surprise! You know, Shaoqiu is almost the body of King Kong at this time. There is little power in the world to destroy his body. The ordinary sword will not leave a trace on the skin. And this little black dot silently penetrated his whole palm!

Shaoqiu looked at it in a daze and saw that the black spots around him were getting denser and denser, just like countless ants gathered into a black river. Then the black fog floated like life, circled around for a moment, and got into the top door of Houyi.

I was stunned, but I saw Hou Yi coughing twice and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Shaoqiu looking at himself in a daze, he smiled weakly: "Oh, it's another anti-chaotic force to save me..."

It turns out that the anti-chaotic force in the void is endless, but like ordinary people who practice elemental power, what can be integrated into Hou Yi's body is limited. Hou Yi exhausted the anti-chaotic force in order to shoot the sun, and a void was formed in his body. The anti-chaotic force was attracted and automatically condensed into his body. It's just that this process is extremely slow, and the power absorbed in this moment can only keep his body immortal.

But Shaoqiu knows that unlike any master of elemental power, the power of anti-chaos is too strong.

At this moment, there was a sudden whisper, and a huge figure appeared in front of him. At this time, the sun was still set in the west, and it was dark in the sky. The two looked sideways and saw a giant standing in front of them as high as three feet.

Shaoqiu thought it was Dan'er. When he took a closer look, it was a clan named Kuafu Ming under Dan'er. Before he could speak, a cry sounded on Kuai Fuming's shoulder. A girl in white took his arm as a slide, slid down, and rushed directly into Shaoqiu's arms in the air.

Shaoqiu was caught off guard and injured again. He suddenly fell down and held the girl in his arms. At this time, the tip of their noses was on the tip of their noses, and they saw it clearly and shouted, "Sang'er?"

Aissan whined and cried: "It's me! It's me! Shaoqiu, are you hurt..." He stretched out his hand on him**.

Shaoqiu smiled bitterly and said that how could he see it from his skin now that he was injured, but he was also quite excited: "Sang'er, did you... Diyao let you go?"

"Yes!" Seeing that there were no scars on his body, Ai Sang was slightly relieved and cried, "Brother Dan Er protected Diqiu with his father's stick and exchanged with his godfather... His Majesty, and then let me go." Thinking of it, I broke up with Di Yaoen from then on, and I was even more sad. Tears made Shaoqiu's front skirt wet.