Sikong Tu exploded and died, and everyone looked at that scene and fell into silence for a while.

The master of the Wangu Dan Sect, Sikong Tu, who was once as famous as Xiao Xuantian and others, who would have thought that he would end up like this in the end.

Sikong Jing snuggled in Shangguan Yi's arms, she pursed her lips tightly, her expression was complicated, and finally she slowly closed her eyes, and two crystal tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Blood is thicker than water, and Sikong Tu can be cruel and ruthless, however, in Sikong Jing's heart, he still has a trace of affection for him, his father.

Feeling the grief that flowed from Sikong Jing's body, Shangguan Yi hugged her tightly, and said in a soft voice: "Jing'er, everything is over. I know that if I kill Sikong Tu, you may hate me a little, but if he doesn't die, there may be more people who die at his hands. ”

Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "Brother Yi, I don't blame you!"

At that moment, the two looked at each other, their eyes were full of endless tenderness, and some words, needless to say, had already remained in each other's hearts.

On the side, everyone just silently watched Shangguan Yi and Sikong Jing.

As long as Shangguan Yi didn't speak, no one would dare to act rashly, because the Divine Martial Realm was too terrifying, and that kind of power was beyond everyone's imagination.

After a while, Shangguan Yi turned his head, looked at Zhou Qing, and said: "Zhou Qing, this time, I owe you a favor again, I don't know if this favor will I be able to pay you back, but today I'm afraid we will be separated again, and we will meet again in the future." ”

As he spoke, Shangguan Yi picked up Sikong Jing's weak and boneless jade hand, and then the two of them stepped away and disappeared into the sky.

Looking at the disappeared Shangguan Yi and Sikong Jing, the corners of Zhou Qing's lips raised a faint smile slightly, and he whispered to himself: "Shangguan Yi, if there is a chance in the future, I hope we can see each other again!"

Although Zhou Qing's friendship with Shangguan Yi is not deep, he admires Shangguan Yi's temperament very much.

Moreover, Shangguan Yi's martial arts talent is superb, as long as he gives up cultivation in the future, then his name may be resounded on this continent in the future.

With the departure of Shangguan Yi and Sikong Jing, the slightly depressing atmosphere between heaven and earth also slowly dissipated.

The Shenwu Realm, the pressure on everyone is too terrifying, and the heavy atmosphere even makes people a little breathless.

However, fortunately, Shangguan Yi left, and all the grievances between him and Sikong Tu ended completely.

Xiao Xuantian and the other powerhouses of the Nine Great Sects all spit out a long mouthful, and the star-picking old man of the Star Hall said: "Everyone, all the turmoil just now has passed, and the enchantment on the ancient battlefield has also been cracked, can the Battle of the Nine Sects be held as scheduled?"

As the old man's words fell, the other people were slightly silent, and they all nodded in unison.

No matter what, now that Sikong Tu is dead, although they are all shocked by the strength of the Shenwu realm, but in this area, the masters of the nine major sects are still them.

And in order to maintain the long-term prosperity of the sect, the Great War of the Nine Sects must be held as scheduled.

After a short silence for the other eight people, they all nodded silently, and then the old man who picked up the stars stepped out, he stood in the air, looking down at many young figures condescendingly, and his clear voice sounded slowly.

"The young people from the Nine Great Sects and other forces, now that the Nine Sects Conference is coming, it is coming again, I want to ask you one last time, are you ready?"

"Ready!" The incomparably loud voice was like thunder, rolling and resounding between heaven and earth.

The Great War of the Nine Sects, for this grand event, many people have been waiting for several years, and now everyone is secretly holding their breath, wanting to make themselves famous in this grand event.

The star-picking old man looked at everyone's faces, the slightly stirred spirit, and his face showed a rare smile for a while.

So, he nodded and said loudly: "Since this is the case, then I announce that next, the Nine Sects War has officially begun."

Boom! Boom!

As the old man's voice fell, the sound of countless spiritual power explosions resounded in the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, streams of light, like falling stars, quickly swept through the air, and their figures continued to approach the Heavenly Boundary Mountain, and then, everyone's figures flew by, straight into the battlefield of the Cause.

Zhou Qing slowly raised his head, looking at the figures who disappeared one by one, his face was very gloomy, from those who entered the ancient battlefield, he felt a lot of powerful aura.

Among them, there are a few breaths, which are not obvious in Zhou Qing's perception.

After thinking for a short time, Zhou Qing naturally thought that those few breaths should be from the top powerhouses of the younger generation in other great sects.

Obviously, those strong people, on weekdays, they are inconspicuous, and even many strong people do not know their names, but I believe that as long as this battle is over, they will be famous all over the world.

As more and more people entered the ancient battlefield at the foot of the Heavenly Boundary Mountain, for a while, this area seemed a little empty.

At this time, Luo Cangqiong came to Zhou Qing's side and said in a low voice: "Zhou Qing, we should go, now, we are already the last people to enter the ancient battlefield, at this time and the opportunity is all, we must hurry up." ”

Zhou Qing nodded slightly, understanding the meaning of Luo Cangqiong's words.

In the ancient battlefield, although the situation is complex and there are many opportunities, however, after all these years, almost many people have known that the general location of some treasures in the ancient battlefield is well known by many forces.

Just like Zhou Qing, the later they enter, the more they will lose all their opportunities.

So, next, Luo Cangqiong took Lu Man, Liu Xian'er took Zhou Qing, and the four of them took the lead and took the lead in entering the ancient battlefield.

And behind them, a kind of disciple of Xuantian Sect followed closely.

Looking at the many figures that disappeared, Xiao Xuantian's expression looked a little complicated, back then, because of the matter of living in the Qing Dynasty, the disciples of Xuantian Sect suffered heavy casualties, and in the years to come, almost all of them were a little sluggish.

Now, compared with Zhou Xiong back then, although Zhou Qing is more talented, he is also more hot.

At this moment, in Xiao Xuantian's heart, he was just silently praying, hoping that Zhou Qing could end the war of the Nine Sects with many Xuantian Sect disciples in peace and stability, nothing more.