Towering Jing Mountain, bloody rain and bloody wind, the ancestors of the King of Chu buried in the land of Jing Mountain, the scholars who opened the world for the Chu State, may be watching this battle at this moment, otherwise why is the rain in the sky getting heavier and heavier.

Shen Baoxu's silver hair was wet and sticking to his body, and he watched his henchmen die in front of him one by one: Ah!

Lü Di's reinforcements gradually surrounded him and surrounded Shen Baoxu on a high post.

The only remaining Shen Baoxu warriors, they launched attacks again and again to break through, but they did not succeed, they died on the way to attack.

Time is such a terrible thing, it is clear that the other side is the other side, but now it is the one side!

Shen Baoxu looked at the reinforcements of Lu Di who surrounded him, he looked up to the sky and roared, the rain ran down his white hair, the skin of his valley fell to the ground, and then with blood down the trend, and finally merged into a small stream, which flowed into the river, the river reflected red, the mountain reflected, and the mountain was red.

"Hack him to death" Suddenly, Dong'men Wuze shouted violently, and the warriors beside him heard this, picked up Dage and smashed them at Shen Baoxu.

Shen Baoxu laughed when he saw this, he pointed at the sky and said: "God, I, Shen Baoxu, am unwilling, unwilling!" ”

Rumble!

There were so many scalp numbing Dage smashed into Shen Baoxu's head, and at the same time, on the other side of the river, a person riding a fast horse shouted loudly: "Stop! ”

But it was too late, and the dense big Ge smashed into Shen Baoxu's old body, and an old man who was 'straight' as loose as a pine had blurred his flesh and blood for a moment.

"Stop, stop—" The tone of the man on the fast horse changed from a slow plea to a begging, and finally to a whimper and cry.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the rider's appearance that was gradually becoming clear in the rain curtain, he was dressed in 'refined' armor, and behind him was wearing a cloak embroidered with a red phoenix soaring for nine days, his age was about ten years younger than Lu Di.

"Master, Master......" After the rider jumped off his horse, he ran wildly into the river, followed by countless red 'color' cloaks and Chu ** teams, they swept like red 'color' demon flames, crushing them.

The rider was swimming in the water, and when countless Chu ** generals saw this, they were all frightened and jumped into the river to support him and swim to the other side of the river.

Under the irrigation of rainwater, the river is turbulent, wide, and cold, and it seems to want to drown this red flame, but more and more Chu ** teams jumped into the river, and for a time the Chu ** team cast the red "color" Great Wall of human "flesh", and this red "color" Great Wall spans the river, and the river seems to be blocked.

Throwing whips to cut off the stream, and now the Chu ** team uses their own flesh and blood to block the river with the red 'color' of their cloaks.

Thunderbolt!

A 'spring' thunder burst from the sky, and the 'waves' and 'waves' brought by the river hit the red-colored Great Wall, and no one retreated, and they held hands to make a way for their king in the river.

Lu Di, who was covered in mud and scars, was helped up by Xuan Weihuang, and he panted to watch this scene, and all the people on the other side of the river who were still alive watched this scene.

The young man was soaked by the merciless river and rain, his armor and cloak clinging to his body, and he ran out of the river, no one standing in his way.

In the rain, the men who followed and protected Lu Di were not free to make way for him, the land was muddy, and the young king cried as he ran, and got up while falling, and wept again.

His eyes were blood-red with tears, his nasal passages were clogged with painful fluid, and his mouth ached.

Watching him staggered to the side of the pile of 'meat' that ran to Shen Baoxu, everyone was silent.

Countless red 'color' troops rushed over and surrounded Lu Di and his party, they were holding big ge, spears, bronze swords, and hard bows...... As long as their king gives the order, Lu Di's gang will be corpses in an instant.

The young man who climbed in front of Shen Baoxu's bloody 'flesh' was none other than Shen Baoxu's disciple who poured the most effort into it, Xiong Zhen, the current King of Chu.

"Master, Master, no, no, no!" King Chu Zhao first wanted to hold Shen Baoxu's body in his arms with both hands, but Shen Baoxu's body had been chopped into 'meat' mud by countless weapons, how could he pick it up?

King Chu Zhao's face was pale, and he grabbed Shen Baoxu's minced 'meat' with his hand, and he roared, as if he was suspicious, as if he was unwilling, as if he was indignant, and as if he didn't believe it.

"Why, why?" King Chu Zhao's eyes were a little empty, he looked at the broken 'meat' in his hand, and kept asking loudly.

But how could the minced 'meat' that was still bleeding out under the rain respond to him?

After a while, the broken 'meat' in his hand no longer had bright red, but turned white.

King Chu Zhao's hands, King Chu Zhao's tense body was no longer bloody, and he looked at Lu Di who was trembling and being supported by everyone.

Without speaking, the rain continued to fall.

Lu Di also stared at him, the two looked at each other, everyone's breath was held, who would dare to make a disturbance in this world except for the rain?

King Chu Zhao raised his hand to the army and was about to order the slaughter of all the people who were still alive in Lu Di and his party, and let these people be buried for their masters, when the voice of an old man crying and laughing came from this moment.

I saw that he had white eyebrows and white hair, a long scattered shawl, but the end was tied with a thorn rope, he was barefoot, dressed in a colorful bloated robe, and a big gourd hung around his waist, and the traces left by the years on his face gave people the feeling that he was too old to be old.

He galloped through the rain with his teeth and claws, and this behavior told people that his "spirit" was very strong, and he could live for another thirty years.

Because of the appearance of this person, everyone's eyes looked at the old man, and King Chu Zhao also stopped.

Lu Di saw the old man's face clearly, his expression was pleasantly surprised, he trembled and stood up with his sword supporting his body, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and his eyes were not free to cry: "Master, is it you?" ”

The man's face reappeared in Lu Di's memory, and he seemed to have returned to that time, riding on an old man like an old urchin with his little arms and legs, and from time to time he slapped his head with his hands, dragged his white hair, and rode him like a cow and horse.

When they had fun, the two laughed, raised their eyebrows against each other, and shouted: "Goat 'milk' block, give ......"

That person is none other than an old man who will never let him forget when Lu Di was a child, and the person who let him taste the happiness between his grandparents and grandchildren, that person is Lao Laizi.

The old man who helped in the last battle of the three levels set up in Linzi Tian Sui Tho and said the five elements of 'yin' and yang.

The old man ran like no one in the rain, laughing and crying, countless people looked at him and stared at him, no one made a single movement, only the rain howled.