Chapter 1971

The response of Xingyou Guoshi, Yueying Huang and others cannot be said to have no effect, but only little effect.

They watched life yuan pen without scruples. They could only bear it passively and could not come up with any means of counterattack.

"If this goes on, we will be killed by it a little bit!"

"Yes, once, but not many times."

"This is really fate. We have already eliminated the immortal clan, but we are fighting against the Tao of the thousand yuan holy master."

"Hateful! The way of heaven is going to kill everything!"

Up to now, they do not know that everything is because of the way of heaven.

If Tiandao didn't end up in person, would Qiu Yuxuan not turn into a demon fetus?

Of course, if sister Xuan learned that they had crossed rivers and demolished bridges and killed tens of thousands of passers-by, including King Yun, she would probably not stay in the Tianzu.

And when they were at a loss, a body suddenly flew to the sky.

"Zhiyu!" The crowd exclaimed.

Facing the life yuan pen, she urged the spirit, and the eleven powers of heaven and earth swept away.

But it still hasn't had much effect.

The pen shook only a little and then stabilized again.

However, Zhiyu seems not to be affected by the way of destiny, and unexpectedly flew all the way to its near future.

Then, the purple power of heaven gathered from all directions.

A huge cage gradually took shape and quickly contracted in the direction of the Mingyuan pen.

The way of destiny that just pervaded the whole city disappeared in an instant.

"Good!"

The emperor of the stars and the emperor of the moon shadow and others were happy.

"That's great. It's blocked at last!"

"I knew this woman would not leave her ethnic group behind!"

Hearing their comments, master Xingyou's expression was a little unnatural.

Before this expedition, he gave Zhi Yu a big hat for colluding with the foreign enemy Jiang Cheng.

Now, however, he could only look up at the slim figure above like others.

Put hope on her and hope that she can save everyone.

When zimang shrank to a distance of more than ten feet from Mingyuan pen, he welcomed a mysterious repulsion.

The surface of the stone pen was golden and vibrated violently.

The purple awns on the periphery are also burning rapidly.

The power of heaven and the power of Tao have launched a fierce confrontation.

The will of heaven, Zhi Yu can't stop it now.

The only hope is to attack the "noumenon" of Mingyuan pen and let the will of heaven lose its dependence again.

Without the will of heaven, she could even reach out to hold the pen and take it into her own hands.

This tug of war lasted for half an hour. Zhiyu's relaxed face had already floated fine beads of sweat.

Her flushed cheeks showed her stress at the moment.

However, the magical power of heaven also shrinks to a radius of one Zhang step by step.

The application space of Mingyuan pen is almost compressed!

If it continues like this, maybe it will be completely trapped by Zhi Yu and finally become a 'prisoner'.

Faced with such a situation, Mingyuan pen, dominated by the will of heaven, finally left the original place and launched a surprise attack on the encirclement.

The golden light, like a sharp dagger, pierced a gap in the purple light.

Zhiyu hurriedly mobilized the power of heaven to encircle, chase and intercept, but finally failed.

After the Mingyuan pen broke out of the encirclement of the power of heaven, it turned into a virtual shadow and dissipated in the void.

Obviously, the will of heaven withdrew with it.

"Win!"

"Finally won once!"

The star emperor and the moon shadow emperor have mixed feelings.

A while ago, the Tian clan was as powerful as a bamboo, like a synonym for victory.

However, recently, they have suffered from a series of disasters, which have made it difficult to win a single victory, and have lost their confidence.

Zhiyu nearly lost her footing when she floated down. She looked very bad.

The crowd hurried up.

The two emperors personally supported her, as carefully as the most precious fragile articles.

The only thing that can be compared with the twelve heavy combat power of the heaven rank, and the divine body seems to be able to ignore the invasion of the Tao, which is the last trump card that the heaven family can count on.

"How are you?"

"Isn't the spiritual consumption very large?"

Zhi Yu's tired face was full of anxiety.

"I want to retreat and recuperate as soon as possible in case the next heaven strikes."

The moon shadow emperor patted her on the shoulder.

"Go..."

"Alas!"

Looking at her disappeared figure, the star miaohuang sighed, "it's a pity that our family doesn't have a treasure that can quickly restore the spirit."

"If the way of heaven strikes again, what should we do?"

"We must leave here as soon as possible so that all the clansmen can be scattered and hidden!"

Master Xingyou looked at the two emperors and the other five heavenly ranks.

"For this purpose, we will first divide the people into eight tribes. We will each take one and look for different hiding places!"

"Then try to disperse everyone!"

"Wait until our strength recovers in the future, and then slowly rise."

The crowd nodded silently.

Thinking of the dead clansmen and the gloomy future, everyone was in a very low mood.

The moon shadow emperor tried to squeeze out a smile, "don't be too pessimistic."

"At least the four sacred places and large and medium-sized religious sects of the Xianzu have been wiped out by us."

"Even after being dispersed, there will be no more powerful enemies and no more great danger."

Hearing this, the people were heartened at last.

But when you think about it, are there really no strong enemies?

What about Feixian alliance?

Where's Jiangcheng?

Will he come down the well?

When they thought of Jiang City, which should have been the birth of God, they regretted that their intestines were about to tie.

There are still more than 50 million Tianren in the territory of yundingling, and the realm is generally just the ordinary level and the earth level.

This is the only remaining blood of the Tian clan.

They were divided into eight teams, led by eight high-level leaders, going to eight different directions in the sky.

Even the master Xingyou could not tell what kind of road ahead was waiting for them.

At the time of departure, the whole city of the sky was crying loudly. Compared with the celebration atmosphere of the previous few days, it felt like an eternity.

In a white cloud at the northeast corner of the cloud top spirit realm, Zhi Yu sat cross legged, operated the Tianzu skill, and tried to restore her spirit.

Tianzu is in such a crisis that she must maintain her fighting capacity and become the one we can rely on, just as she relied on Jiang Cheng at the beginning.

Her heart trembled at the thought of brother Cheng.

With that person, she doesn't need to worry about any difficulties. She just needs to stand behind.

However, thinking of the recent events, she could only bury the idea of looking for him.

A graceful figure appeared quietly in the silent clouds.

"You are at the end of your rope."

Zhiyu opened her eyes, and the woman standing in front of her was the emperor who had not seen her for a long time.

Over the years, the emperor has not appeared, so many people are about to forget her.

But Zhiyu never forgot.

"Are you here to fuse with me?"

(end of this chapter)