The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the lost god clan, although there is only Muyang left now, it is still unknown whether it can continue to be passed on. But no matter what, it is also the master of this era, and there is still a background.

As the guardian of the Holy Land of the Protoss, how could he be qualified without any means? If he was easily controlled by others, and it was a strange evil force, how could he face the Holy Lord? Therefore, it was not completely smooth.

Although from the beginning, there was a black aura of the Holy Venerable Lord, which entered the guardian's body without realizing it. When this trace of breath fermented in his body, it did feel chaotic for a moment, but it also reacted quickly.

The powerful Protoss' qi circulated in his body, suppressing the traction force fiercely. In the face of the changes in the altar, the guardian showed a calmness and composure similar to Muyang. Staring ahead, immobile as a mountain.

"Instead of continuing to make small moves, why don't you come out and have a head-on showdown? It's my negligence to let you easily invade the altar, but if you still want to continue to make trouble, that's absolutely not allowed, get out of here immediately!"

Raising his hand, there was an eerie blade in his hand, like a three-pointed and two-edged knife. As soon as the breath moved, a fire dragon quickly circulated on the gloomy hilt, wrapped around it, and the runes were immediately lit up.

"This little trick wants to control me? It's too indifferent to the people of my Protoss. When my god clan dominated this world, in this era, you didn't know where it was!" the guardian said coldly.

With a twist of his hand, the powerful blade waved, and an incomparably powerful fluctuation appeared on the ground. The barrier in front of him shattered in an instant, like a glass explosion, which was very spectacular.

The existence that can be sealed in the Qiankun Roulette by the Holy Lord must not be an ordinary person. But when it is sealed, it loses its original power. Even if you want to break free, there is no substance to speak of.

To sum up, to deal with such an existence, even if the Guardian's strength is suppressed by more than half, at least it can be a draw. His mission is to protect the Holy Land of the Protoss, and now is the right time to share the worries of the Holy Lord.

Boom, boom, boom, in the middle of the altar, a column of water suddenly rushed out and attacked the guardian head-on. Halfway through, it suddenly dispersed and changed into countless silk threads, trying to bind the Guardian at an extremely fast speed.

"Huh...... That's right, in such a short period of time, he can control the power in the altar so keenly, and he is worthy of being an existence comparable to the Holy Lord. But here, don't forget what the place is!"

As soon as the blade turned, all the runes on it flew out. Boom, boom, condense into a powerful barrier around the Guardian. In the next second, the restraint of the water column was instantly bounced back and hit the stone wall.

"You...... I really can't imagine that a small guardian can have such strength, but this proves even more that the power in the altar is unparalleled. Hehe...... This is your holy lord's own choice, no wonder me. ”

When the words fell, the phantom of the Holy Venerable Lord had not yet moved, but it was the guardian who took the lead in using his means. Throwing away the blade, his hands were sealed, and the aura on his body surged wildly: "Although I can't do anything to you, it doesn't mean ......"

The guardian's mission is to protect the entire Protoss, no matter what happens, even if it costs his life, he must protect the safety of the Protoss, so what he is bursting out of now is the breath of life.

A trace of breath swirled in the center of the rune, lighting up all the runes one by one. The rune flew up quickly, and both hands pushed forward, and boom, boom, the altar exploded in an instant, and the phantom disappeared in an instant.

The guardian half-knelt on the ground, his face pale: "I can't wipe you out, I can only wait for the final decision of the Holy Lord." However, I can now trade my life for temporary repression. No matter who you are, don't want to be presumptuous in my Protoss!"

The altar gradually calmed down, and the fluctuations disappeared. The power of the Holy Venerable Lord was completely sealed in the Qiankun Roulette this time. And the power in the altar can quickly increase and restore the power of the Qiankun Roulette.

"Huh...... Holy Lord, my subordinates can only say I'm sorry, I can't continue to protect this god race, but I am willing to turn the breath of life into the last strength, seal it here, and wait for the day when you return......"

The body turned into a spirit child, and disappeared little by little. But his life qi also quickly turned into a barrier, completely isolating the holy land of the Protoss, which can be regarded as fulfilling his duty and mission as a guardian.

The crisis is not limited to this at all. Muyang and the forest keepers are in a stalemate. Because you took out the ice crystals from the source, the forest aura of this fire tree silver flower became unstable, and the big tree began to collapse and disappear.

Bursts of volatility spread, starting from the periphery. Even the sky outside the Fire Tree and Silver Flower Forest has changed to varying degrees. Wind and clouds surged, and even lightning and thunder appeared, and this plane has hardly ever seen this.

Time is really running out, and Muyang has never been able to accept this gift. Now the big man was anxious: "I said Muyang, do you have any brains, do you know what the situation is now? Don't delay any longer." ”

"Everyone is responsible for the safety of the world, the old man said that before, I just hope that you will get out of your predicament and not be too persistent. Now that you know everything, go ahead and accomplish what you want to accomplish. ”

The forest is about to collapse, and the fire source ice crystals are the key to completing the formation. If Mu Yang didn't accept it sincerely when the power of this big man disappeared, then everything would fall short, so it was the other party who was more anxious.

After a long time, Muyang still refused to accept it. So the big man raised his hand and waved, and one picture after another appeared in mid-air, slowly rotating: "You can see clearly, if you give up, then it is equivalent to giving up the world." ”

In those pictures are all the sects in these thousands of planes. They are the memories of Muyang. Whether it is good or bad, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is Muyang's most precious memory and will not change.

The return of all sects to the heart is the picture like this now. At this moment, their fate is in the hands of Muyang alone. If he chooses to give up, then this whole era will be destroyed, everything will be ruined in one fell swoop, and there is no hope.

But if Muyang chooses to accept it, then Wanzong will be reborn because of Muyang. This is the one act that can change the fate of everyone. However, there is a hurdle in Muyang's heart, which is his own knot, and he can't get over it.

"I know what you're thinking, old man, but there's no need to worry about it. When you purify all evil, the people you want to meet and the goals you want to achieve will be achieved, because you are the master of this era!"

(End of chapter)