boom! boom! boom! ...
The attacks of the nine ten thousand-foot giants landed on the mountain guarding formation again and again, and the void broke and space storms raged.
Within the mountain gate of Saint Xuann Sect, all the disciples were summoned and arranged into a large formation, condensing the strength of all people into the treasure Xuantian Taoist gate of Zhenzong, and maintaining the operation of the mountain protection formation.
However, the elders of Shengzong knew very well that it would not last long at all, so they began to plan a retreat to preserve the fire of hope for the inheritance of Shengzong.
Feng Wuxin is also an arrogant person. He would rather protect the saintzong to death than just run away, like a bereaved dog.
However, in the face of the great righteous inheritance of the Holy Sect, under the persuasion of the Supre Elders, he could only agree to it.
These great elders are all old, their potential is exhausted, and their lifespan is not much. They all regard death as ho.
Among the many gods and demons-level elders, so relatively young people who have the hope of becoming gods in the future were selected.
The whole process is completed by the way of divine consciousness transmission. After all, if other disciples under the sect learn that the Holy Master has taken so people to escape, while others have to stay and wait for death, it will definitely cause great riot.
In the end, there are only a hundred people who are qualified to follow Feng Wuxin and leave.
Although there is space inside the Xuantian Taoist gate, it can't hold too many people, and the more people it brings, the bigger the goal, which will increase the difficulty of breaking through.
As for the Taixuann, it was completely ignored, because in the entire Taixuann, there was only one **** and demon, Zhao Ziyan, who played no role in this offensive and defensive battle of the mountain gate.
On the main peak of Taixuan, Ziyan took Xiao Jiang Ming's hand and sat with Yan Yueer and Yan Xiruo.
"I don't know what happened to Luo Xiu." Yan Yueer's expression was full of worry.
They have already learned that the reason why a **** king who ca down from the upper realm led people to attack the Saint Xuann Sect was related to Luo Xiu.
Later Luo Xiu appeared and led away the **** king, which made Yan Yue'er very worried.
After all, no matter how high Luo Xiu's talent is, his cultivation level is too low after all, and he has not even reached the realm of gods and demons. Facing the chase of the king-level powerhouses, it is likely to be more difficult.
"Once the Xuann Saint Sect is breached, the Tai Xuann will certainly not be spared. If the Saint Sect's Great Formation is broken, whether we can escape or not, we can only resign to fate." Sai Ziyan sighed.
Unlike the worries of Yan Ziyan and Yan Yue'er, Yan Xiruo's eyes flickered.
Yan Yueer glanced at her. Recently, she found that the character of Xiruo's sister had changed a little, and she felt more and more unpredictable.
Destiny is the most magical law in the vast universe. Yan Xiruo's inheritance from the Holy Land of Clouds involves the mystery of destiny.
However, prying into fate is a taboo of the rules of heaven and earth. Everyone who tries to pry into the taboo of fate will be sanctioned, punished, and cursed by heaven, and all kinds of ominous things will happen to him.
Because of Yan Xiruo's special technique of prying into fate, she will get the mory of her previous life. Even though Luo Xiu's admonition, she only makes calculations occasionally, and has not really forced a glimpse of the mystery of the long river of fate.
However, the exercises she cultivated are themselves taboos. With the improvent of her cultivation level, her mories of past lives are constantly awakened, and her personality is already faintly divided, making her sotis even unable to tell whether she is a face. Xiruo is still Yunxi.
Every ti Yun Xi's thoughts dominate the body, she always thinks of things in the Profound Furnace Realm.
"Is he brother Li Yu?" For Yun Xi, Li Yu is the most important person in her life, and she gave her life for this in her previous life.
At this mont, a figure appeared in the Samsara Hall. This was a man with abundance of gods like jade and extraordinary heroism.
His eyes fell on Yan Ziyan, and said: "Follow ."
"Why should I go with you?" Si Ziyan was expressionless, because the person who appeared here was Feng Wuxin.
"The mountain protection formation can't last long. You can only save your life if you follow , otherwise you will fall into the hands of the people of the Shenzong Wunian Sect and you will die." Feng Wuxin said.
"I am dead or alive and what does it have to do with you? Besides, the Xuann Saint Sect suffered this calamity, and it is also related to . Are you trying to repay your grievances with virtue?" Si Ziyan sneered.
"I don't bla you, because I owe you this." Feng Wuxin's mouth pulled up a bitter smile.
However, Jia Ziyan still didn't appreciate it at all, and said indifferently: "In that case, you and I are owed to each other, you go."
"Zi Yan, don't you want to be like this? Do you know how painful my heart is when you say this?"
"Heartache?" Qi Ziyan smiled, "Do you also know the feeling of heartache? Back then, I saved your life from your foster father, but you severely wounded your foster father, and you abandoned severely. , Just to sit on the position of the Lord of the Holy Sect!"
"At that ti, did you know how painful my heart was? I have been alone in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years. Have you ever experienced the feeling in my heart?"
"Feng Wuxin, you are too selfish. There is only you in your world. When you need it, you will keep it, and when you don't need it, you will dismiss it. Why should all the good things in the world belong to you? , Who do you think you are?"
Shao Ziyan said a lot, and all these are the grievances and emotions that have been accumulated in her heart for tens of thousands of years.
Feng Wuxin couldn't argue, every word of Yan Ziyan, like a needle, pierced into his heart, just like what he did back then was like a knife, making her give up on herself.
Yan Yue'er and Yan Xiruo were silent, while Xiao Jiang Ming nervously grasped Yan Ziyan's hand, looking at Feng Wuxin with firm eyes, full of hostility.
"I know you bla , you bla , but I hope you can go with , as long as you escape this catastrophe, you can go anywhere." Feng Wuxin sighed, he couldn't sit back and watch Ziyan stay here and wait for death.
"Joke, Feng Wuxin, don't you understand?" Chi Yan sneered, "Everything about has nothing to do with you. You don't have to pretend to be a good person here. Maybe your talent is very high and your strength is very strong, but compared to Luo Xiu , You are nothing but a hypocrite!"
Hearing Jia Ziyan comparing herself with Luo Xiu, and even saying that he is not as good as Luo Xiu, this made Feng Wuxin unbearable.
"You said I'm a hypocrite, can you see Luo Xiu's true face clearly?" Feng Wuxin sneered, "I can tell you that the destruction of Tianjian is because Luo Xiu took away the treasures of the mysterious realm!"
"You're bloody!" Hearing soone slandered Luo Xiu, even though the opponent was a God-level powerhouse, Yan Yueer couldn't sit still.
Feng Wuxin snorted coldly, he could be happy with Yan Ziyan, but it didn't an that other people were qualified to yell in front of him.
Yan Yue'er snorted, her body was struck by lightning, and she vomited blood, her face pale.
"Feng Wuxin, don't go too far!"
Jia Ziyan stood up to protect Yan Yueer behind her, staring at Feng Wuxin indifferently, "You said Luo Xiu took away the treasure left by the Emperor God of War, what evidence do you have?"
"When he left the Profound Sky Realm and entered the endless void, I personally tested him. He has a clone, with a combat power comparable to that of a god."
"Don't you think it's strange that a junior who has only the realm of Emperor Wu but has the strength to resist the gods?"
"At that ti you entered the mysterious state of war, and the treasures left by the Empress Emperor God of War disappeared. You are the strongest among all people, so the treasure is most likely to fall into his hands!"
"Because at that ti, you may already have the strength comparable to the gods."
"Also this ti Situ Zhengjian led Wunian Shenzong to attack, and the person who nad the surna asked the Holy Sect to hand over the people related to Luo Xiu. Don't you think it is strange?"
"At that ti, Tianjian was ordered to find the relic of the Emperor God of War in the lower realms. It was Situ Zhengjian's order. Perhaps he had already learned that the treasure had fallen into Luo Xiu's hands through so ans!"
Feng Wuxins analysis is straightforward. Although so parts are not consistent with the facts, they are basically the sa.
Zhao Ziyan's face changed. She knew that Yifeng Wuxin's arrogant character would not deceive herself in such matters.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the person she loved the most severely injured her foster father and hurt herself. Wouldn't it be possible that tens of thousands of years later, she will repeat the sa mistakes and be hurt by the person she trusts most?
Luo Xiu, it can be said that he is the person he trusts most now, and even the two of them are already siblings, and thinking that he has deceived herself all these years, Jia Ziyan feels like a knife.
"He is kind to you and Xiao Jiang Ming because he is guilty, otherwise you thought he would be so kind?" Feng Wuxin sneered.
"Enough! You shut up!" Jia Ziyan was a little bit exhausted.
"boom!"
At this mont, a loud noise resounded above the Saint Sect of Xuann, and the mountain guard formation was breached.
Many elders and Supre elders who presided over the big formation vomited blood together, and all the disciples were pale, and their cultivation was extrely depleted.
Everyone's face showed a desperate or determined expression.
"Haha, kill them, kill them all, the Xuann Saint Sect no longer exists!" Wunian God laughed coldly, and he looked down at the ssy Xuann Saint Sect with a stern look.
"Holy Lord!..."
A supre elder raised his head and yelled that the great formation had been broken. If he did not leave at this mont, he might not be able to escape.
"Rumble..."
The void suddenly broke open, and a jet-black warship descended over the Saint Sect of Xuann.
"Co with !"
Feng Wuxin has lost his patience. He forced his hand to take Ziyan away forcibly. Yan Yueer and Yan Xiruo are also planning to take away, because if Luo Xiu luckily did not die in the hands of Situ Zhengjian, So as long as there are two hostages in hand, he may be able to intimidate Luo Xiu by this, and get his secrets, as well as the relic of the God of War that even the strong king of God desperately wants.
"Boom!"
A drum sound ca, and the sound waves condensed into a line, piercing Feng Wuxin's knowledge of the sea.
"who?"
Feng Wuxin's expression changed, and the Xuantian Dao Sect ca out, attacking and devouring this soul.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared in the Samsara Hall, it was the great demon who wanted nothing.
Luo Xiu gave him a jade slip, which described images of Yan Ziyan, Xiao Jiangming, Yan Xiruo, Yan Yueer, etc., as the key objects of protection.
As soon as the Great Demon drove the warship, the divine sense locked these people, and sensed that soone would take action against them, and imdiately urged the sky-shaking drum, unwittingly against the wind.
"I am Luo Xiu's friend. He entrusted to protect you." Yan Yue'er said to Yan Yue'er with his divine knowledge transmission.
At the sa ti, the sound of fighting outside has shaken the world, the Saint Zongshan gate is in a ss, and disciples are killed in battle every mont.
Feng Wuxin's face was pale. He didn't expect Luo Xiu to invite a god-level powerhouse, and the devilish guy before him seed to be a top god.
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