"My lord!" Before he could think about it, the monk at the scene couldn't help it, a monk with pale hair and loose hair, exhausted. But it revealed a strange excitement, and at this moment, as if a bone had been sucked away, he knelt on the ground and choked up: "Welcome to my lord!"

"Greetings, sir!" all the monks behind him knelt on the ground in unison, and spoke hoarsely. Many people have been secretly looking at the portal behind them. Xu Yangyi smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the huge teleportation array fluctuated, and thousands of streamers erupted. On the battlefield full of gunsmoke, a bright river was pulled.

Banner hunting, angry tornadoes, thousands of monks burst into the void with murderous aura. This sudden brilliance was so clear on the battlefield that the monks in all directions erupted in an earth-shattering cheer, and the thin light curtain was once again brightened.

There aren't many people, but it's a signal.

A signal that reinforcements are coming!

The surrounding gunpowder smoke, and the starry-like primordial aura outside the light curtain seemed to have stagnated for a moment. In the dilapidated attics, on the distant city walls where even Xu Yangyi's divine sense could not reach, a young foundation building monk pursed his lips, his fingers trembling - it was because of the spasm of holding a posture for a long time, the broken flag beside him roared in the wind, and he did not hesitate to clench the magic weapon in his hand.

Just in front of the major key points, the light curtain three thousand meters away had already cracked through spider web patterns, like broken glass, and the talisman that was about to collapse maintained its last barely intact form. The brilliance of death erupts from the cobwebs, separated by a curtain of light, and behind it represents the boundlessness of the primordial of death, like an endless river blocked by a dam.

Just now, the star-like streamer outside disappeared. They understand that this is not a truce, but the last darkness before dawn.

If reinforcements are the dawn.

The monk at one defensive point lit the light, and so did the second defensive point, followed by the third, then the fourth...... Compared with the primordial calm outside, no matter where Xu Yangyi's divine sense could see or where he couldn't see, continuous spiritual light rose to the sky, forming a beacon of spiritual light in this heavenly domain, lighting up the heavens.

"This is the way life continues......" Xu Yangyi retracted his consciousness, and there was a faint feeling in his heart, the so-called life is all transformed in the cruelty of competition, if it can't be transformed, it can only wait for death.

"Your Excellency. Seeing that he was unhurried, the Yuanying Monk was anxious, and this dead silence before the explosion clenched everyone's hearts. He kowtowed suddenly: "The Heavenly Sea is in danger! The forbidden shattering is right now! The Cold Venerable said, you don't need to report, and he doesn't have time to greet it! The positive prohibition has been weakened to the weakest point in the beginning! Please send troops immediately!"

"It's late. Xu Yangyi looked at the sky: "They have arrived." ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire Lantian Sea shook. It's like being pinched by an invisible giant hand, swaying desperately in the void.

......In the depths of the impermeable primordial black clouds, thirteen meteors suddenly bloomed and burned with blazing flames, pulling out tens of thousands of meters long light tails, which were just a point of light at first, but the speed was faster than imagined! More and more blocks, bigger and bigger! Even ...... You can see the hideous body in it.

The primordial saint is dispatched!

Thirteen Holy ...... All the monks below gasped. At the same time, the tallest building in the sea of heaven was shining brightly, and the four figures rushed out with the aura of the Holy Being, facing the monstrous flames above.

Xu Yangyi's eyes moved slightly, led by an old man with a pale face, wearing a bagua cave Xuandao robe, holding a dusty hand, carrying a long sword on his back, sitting on top of an immortal crane with a head Ganoderma lucidum, immortal wind bones, but the other party was filled with the power of Yang Sheng!

Late Yang Sheng!

There are three Yin Venerables in the back, a short boy, with a red belly, sitting on the fire lotus platform, and a flame phoenix coiled around his body like a chaotic silk. Another middle-aged woman, dressed like a village woman, was deterred by the heavy Yin Venerable Great Perfection Spirit. The last one was a person with a silver mask and a white cloak, and he couldn't tell the difference between men and women, but the spiritual pressure was also the Yin Venerable Great Perfection!

The three Yin Venerables and the Great Perfection and the Yang Saint are all only a line away from the Taixu. It can be seen how much importance the Seven Realms attach to the Battle of the Towering City!

Whoa...... There were thirteen muffled sounds, and the thirteen primordial saints spread their bodies in unison. A giant umbrella of the starry sky has been formed.

It was thirteen identical primordial saints, the upper body was a human, the lower body was a sixteen-legged creature like an octopus, each tentacle was connected with a thin membrane, and the umbrella hovered outside the light curtain, just behind them, at least hundreds of thousands of spiritual lights rushed into the sky.

The white brilliance tears through the dark starry sky and becomes a brilliant aurora, endless, forming a tide of light, a kingdom of light.

Xu Yangyi's eyes jumped suddenly, and in the green retina, he saw a strange picture.

Not thirteen......

Rather, it's a ......

Obviously, what I saw in my eyes was the thirteen primordials, but there was only one red dot on the retina, and this red dot was far more than the thirteen saints, if the saints were the moon, this ...... It's a scorching sun.

Mighty and majestic.

"Be careful. Xu Yangyi lowered his gaze and quietly passed a divine sense to all the saints: "This...... I'm afraid it's not just the saints. ”

However, no one could carefully distinguish his words, and in the next second, the aura that erupted seemed to be attracted, and rushed towards the thirteen saints frantically.

Thousands of streams returned to the sect, hundreds of rivers converged on the sea, these spiritual lights all hit the body of the primordial saint, and in an instant, their bodies became a kind of holy white, not only did not destroy, but the upper body quickly bulged, and infinite brilliance erupted from the pores of the seven orifices, forming thirteen rounds of brilliant sun.

At this second, there was silence, and the vast and boundless cosmic grandeur kicked off the stage of killing. The twenty holy spirit power void confrontation, the calm before the storm, is the Huazhang before the destruction.

The void is shaking, dancing the wails of hell. The violent wind pressure was pervasive, blowing layers of ripples on the light curtain, and with an earth-shattering loud bang, thirteen rays of light that had condensed hundreds of thousands of primal blows erupted from the mouth of the Venerable Sage, and rushed towards the Heavenly Sea!

There is no suspense, and the mountain protection array that has shrouded tens of thousands of years is instantly annihilated in the all-engulfing brilliance, turning into a little spiritual light flying all over the sky, and within tens of millions of miles, the white light blows the snow, and the snow dances in the sky.

The scene was beautiful.

The snow of spiritual light is flying, reflecting the halo of refraction of the universe, which is unrealistically beautiful.

This scene is also extremely cruel.

Because this beauty will eventually be stained red by blood.

Time seemed to slow down, and one by one the leading monks opened their mouths and shouted with all their might. The hideous faces, the hoarse roars, were all swallowed up by the light, and no one heard the trumpet of the heavens in the beginning, and the desolate voice was drowned in the magnificent sea of light, and then tens of thousands of the first rain rushed down.

Some have dragon-like bodies with wings on their backs, some are humanoid bats like vampires, and there are two-headed monsters like harpy witches, dense and endless, and the stars fall in the sky at this moment, which is extremely shocking.

At the same time, the four streamers took the lead and rushed towards the star dome. Guanghua passed, all the primordial became flying ashes, pulling out a vacuum channel in the air, but none of the primordial tried to surround and intercept, and the Zun Sheng and the lower four realms were not on the same battlefield. Xu Yangyi and the three were about to rush up, but Zhao Ziqi suddenly spoke: "Wait!!"

"What?" Chu Zhaonan also stopped, and a rare panic appeared in Zhao Ziqi's eyes, and he gasped: "Dead breath......"

"What a dead air!"

He gasped and looked around, the dark stars fell like rain, but it gave him a shock of being isolated by the world: "I have never felt such a strong dead air...... Listen......"

There was no need for him to say more, Xu Yangyi and Chu Zhaonan's expressions were already extremely cautious. Because...... They heard it.

The call of the tides.

Wow...... Wow...... A familiar sound of ebb and flow, but which should never have appeared here, resounded throughout the space, getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger......! With a loud bang, the sky collapsed.

The real celestial dome collapsed, and the dark and deep star dome seemed to be completely shattered, followed by ...... It's an endless flood!

Real water!

The sea god returned to the east through the evil wind, the waves hit the stone wall of the gate of heaven, no one can describe the shock of this scene in front of him, the sky collapsed, and the yellow dragon danced. It seems to have broken the Yao Pond and overturned the Tianhe. In all directions, there was only the sound of the roaring flood, which engulfed the shouts of millions of soldiers at the scene, covering up the beginning of the falling stars, and there was only a vast water curtain between heaven and earth!

There is no resistance at all, and it is a desperate last judgment. All the monks gasped, Xu Yangyi and the others didn't say a word, and their spiritual power completely exploded, enveloping a radius of tens of thousands of meters. Prepare for a monstrous flood.

"How can it be ......" Chu Zhaonan shook his head a little unconsciously, and muttered with his mouth open: "This is the starry sky...... There is no atmosphere overhead, no sky...... It's just a dark star dome! How can there be water!"

Whoa...... The speed of the collapse of the heavenly dome was so fast, just when they had just propped up the shield, the flood like the fist of the gods had already been suppressed, and in the midst of countless screams, the monks they brought closed their eyes stiffly, their lips bit white, and their hands defended their heads, every muscle was tense like iron, ready to meet this overwhelming blow.

It is the instinctive human reaction to something that cannot be resisted.

However, no.

There was no crash, no impact that shook the sky, and the sound of the waves was still there. A few seconds later, one of the three sect monks forcibly opened his tightly closed eyes, his heart was still beating in his chest, and a feeling of the aftermath of his life made his breathing extremely rapid, however, as soon as he glanced at it, he was stunned.

"God......" After a few seconds, he said in despair.

As if channeled, these floods roared around the sea of heaven, forming a vast ocean around the giant city, as if ...... This is a funnel in the sea, and the water curtain rushes in all directions, forming an undersea basin!