Sun Wukong seemed to know that once the big array was running, the life of the nine-tailed white fox had come to an end.

He went crazy, and the monstrous anger instantly filled the entire sky.

The aura of death, the aura of slaughter, was even more eerie and terrifying than the slow array.

"Then, is that the true strength of the Great Sage?" Hua Ziyun muttered.

At the same time that Xuanwu was flattened, the next second it was the turn of the Qinglong who was closest to him, and the angry Fighting Saint Ape rudely pulled the Qinglong on the side, opened his mouth and bit down.

Roar~

A miserable dragon groan sounded, and the huge dragon was torn apart in the air.

Is it over?

Not really.

Seeing the torn green dragon, Ying Long, who originally wanted to come forward to help, was startled, and just wanted to turn around and run away, he was grabbed by the Fighting Saint Ape's wings, and before he could break free, the other wing was also caught.

"None of you should exist!"

The Fighting Saint Ape's eyes were red and he shouted angrily, raised his legs and stepped onto Ying Long's back, and his arms tore his pair of wings alive!

Shocking, terrifying, violent, aesthetic!

For a while, countless complex emotions surrounded the minds of every monk, such the most primitive fight, without any spells, without any formations, is the most exciting nerves in this kind of naked hand-to-hand combat.

The fists shattered Xuanwu, cracked the green dragon with one tooth, and now tore off the wings of Ying Long.

Such a shocking brute force, the people who watched it were addicted.

However, Hua Ziyun was not idle at this time, and at the same time as the large array was slowly running, he had already thrown the wordless heavenly book into the air.

"Wordless Heavenly Book, I can't give you a chance to write today!" The three-legged fire qilin saw the scene above, and his heart sank, but seeing that Hua Ziyun wanted to use the power of the wordless heavenly book, he couldn't calm down, and rushed towards Hua Ziyun with a loud roar.

"Stop him!"

Emperor Xing was shocked, and he was the first to rush towards the Fire Qilin, because he knew that now was the most critical moment, and he must buy enough time for Hua Ziyun.

Lu Zhudao people are not stupid, knowing that Hua Ziyun seems to have reached a critical moment, and rushed forward with Emperor Xing one after another.

More than 20 great saints surrounded the fire unicorn, and all kinds of magic weapons and immortal treasures emerged one after another, and finally they were temporarily stopped.

Hua Ziyun glanced at the battlefield in the air with a solemn face, at this time, the Fighting Saint Ape had already achieved a completely overwhelming offensive, but it was a little not optimistic in the face of Emperor Tian's side, and it showed defeat as soon as it fought.

"Nine-tailed Sky Fox, protect your mother's corpse!" Hua Ziyun gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and said, "Today I will change my life against the sky!"

The nine-tailed sky fox was shocked, and rushed into the formation without any scruples, using supreme immortal power to protect the nine-tailed white fox that was about to dissipate.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, facing the slowly rising and gradually growing refining array, Hua Ziyun waved his hand, "Come!"

With a soft shout, a black judge's pen flew from the pole of heaven and fell into his hand.

At this moment, bursts of muffled thunder suddenly came from the already ruined sky, and rolling black clouds drifted from afar, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

At this time, all the monks and spirit beasts were frightened, and they all shrank together honestly, and Hua Ziyun, who was facing the wordless heavenly book with his back to them in the air, had become their last hope.

Life and death seem to depend on him.

Hua Ziyun took a deep breath, reached out and cut his wrist, spilled all the blood on the judge's pen, and wrote word by word on the wordless heavenly book.

"With my supreme divine blood as ink, write down the past and present!"

As soon as the four words of the past and present were settled, a very incongruous thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and a thick lightning bolt split directly into the flower clouds.

"How so!"

With an exclamation, many people were taken aback by this scene.

When Emperor Xing saw a few big characters written by Hua Ziyun through the past and the present, the 36,000 sweat pores on his body exploded, "What do you want to do, stinky boy, make a great wish against the sky, and you can't live yourself!"

"Boy, don't be impulsive, even if you write the future, don't try to change history!" Lu Zhudao also exclaimed.

For a while, almost everyone knew why Hua Ziyun was struck by lightning, it turned out that he wanted to change the pattern of the world!

This, is he really not afraid of death?

After the lightning, Hua Ziyun resolutely stood in place, smiled and turned his head to look at the group of monks below and the nine-tailed sky fox crying with the nine-tailed white fox in his arms, and sighed faintly, "I, Hua Ziyun, was born to be a member of the emperor's family, and my predecessors were spurned and later generations were spit, if I can't make up for something, then my life is also a burden! I was ready to die before I came!"

Let's say it, Hua Ziyun picked up the judge's pen and continued to write.

"The sins of our predecessors, our generation will pay for them, and the great power of the monks who were refined thousands of years ago will all return!"

Thundered~

At this moment, hundreds of heavenly thunderbolts descended, instantly submerging the flower clouds in the sea of thunder.

This purple sky thunder is definitely different from ordinary sky thunder, such a large area of splitting, if it is below, the entire city will be leveled in an instant.

But now, Hua Ziyun has endured it all alone.

In patches of thick lightning, groups of monks shot out of the endless spatial caves in an instant.

If you have sharp eyes, someone will definitely recognize them, they are the puppets just now.

Merely.

Now they seem to have a full life.

The crowd was still appearing, and the battle in the two places had stopped, all of them attracted by the direction of Hanakoyun.

"Yun'er!" Di Xing's eyes moistened.

The monks who had just been resurrected looked at each other one by one, all looking at the purple thunder sea not far away in disbelief, and they didn't know why they were here.

Especially when they saw the fighting holy apes and those holy beasts fighting fiercely in the air, they all showed horror on their faces.

After the thunder sea, Hua Ziyun half-knelt in front of the heavenly book with a mouth full of blood, and those bright red characters were particularly dazzling.

At this time, the monks who appeared inexplicably seemed to understand what was going on.

They have become puppets?

Before they could react, Hua Ziyun opened his bloody mouth and laughed miserably, and climbed up from the air little by little, looking up to the sky and laughing: "I want everything, are you afraid?"

Thundered!

The thundercloud seemed to be completely enraged by Hua Ziyun, and thousands of thunder pillars were split down for a while!

"This kid, is he crazy?" Lu Zhudao's eyes were red, his fists drilled deep into the flesh, and every time the purple heavenly thunder fell, it seemed to hit his heart, "Such a powerful heavenly thunder, let alone him, I'm afraid the emperor can't carry it all, why don't you hurry up and tell him to stop!"

(End of chapter)