Long Ziyue clenched her fists, her eyes were cold, she waved her hand to condense the power of chaos, and then threw it to the demon Wuqian and threw it to the demon venerable.

This is the world she wants to protect, and it must not be destroyed by the Demon Venerable.

Looking at the figure that was coming, the Demon Venerable coldly hooked his lips, and with a wave of his big hand, the bloody power slashed down with the momentum of thunder, Long Ziyue raised his hand to greet him, but was repelled with a bang.

"Poof......

The color of the "Moon" Phantom Night changed suddenly, and he condensed the attack and smashed it towards the Demon Venerable, but the Demon Venerable just smiled gloomily, and directly raised his hand to meet it, and the bloody power sprayed thin, drowning the Phantom Night Offensive.

The offensive was broken, and the phantom night was also counterattacked, and the color underneath was a little pale.

Seeing the defeat of the phantom night, everyone was stunned.

The strength of the Holy Fallen King is the first of the Holy Spirit, and he can't even defeat the Demon Venerable, could it be that the power of the Demon Venerable is already comparable to that of heaven and earth? How's this good?

Cold eyes swept over the crowd below, Demon Venerable smiled gloomily, slowly opened his mouth for a while, and said fiercely in the frightened eyes of everyone, "Kill"

"Click"

The army of white bones slammed down, and Windy City instantly turned into a sea of blood.

"Night, join forces"

Phantom Night nodded, re-condensed the attack, Long Ziyue also sacrificed the power of chaos, the two glanced at each other, and flew towards the Demon Venerable together.

The three supreme figures kicked off the battle of death and death.

In the void, the formation was still running, the blood-colored red light continued to bombard the Holy Spirit, a large area of the city was destroyed, and countless Dao figures were eroded by the evil spirits, turning into white bones and turning into evil.

The blood-stained Eight Desolation Formations were completed, and the entire Tianyu became the realm of evil spirits.

Evil spirits are wanton, plants and trees do not grow, and the world is about to be destroyed.

At such a time of crisis, Phantom Night didn't dare to delay any longer, and said to Linglong in a deep voice: "Linglong, launch the world's summoning order and ask for help from the world."

"Yes"

Linglong responded loudly, and then quickly took out the secret order and shot into the void, the purple-golden light exploded above the nine heavens, and the rumbling power shocked the entire holy order.

As soon as this order appeared, the world suddenly changed.

"It's the summoning order of the Holy Palace!"

"Hurry up and report to the sect master, the Holy Palace asks for help"

"This is the order of the world's summoning, the Holy Spirit is in trouble, summon the strong, and hurry to the wind spirit"

“……”

In the northern Xinjiang, Tuoba Qingye was in the midst of a fierce battle, and suddenly saw the purple-gold light in the sky, and his expression was awe-inspiring, and his eyes sank.

This is the summoning order of the Holy Palace, could it be that something happened on the other side of the moon?

With a strong fist, Tuoba Qingye immediately said to Nangong Yue; "Xiao Yue, something happened to the wind spirit, I'm afraid I can't stand it, I have to go back"

Nangong Yue's eyes tightened, but she only spit out one word: "Good"

Tuoba Qingye gritted his teeth, hugged Nangong Yue, stroked the other party's trembling body, and said in a guilty voice: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyue, Yue is my best friend, I can't see her in danger, if I don't die this time, I will never leave you again in the future."

Yan fell, turned to Nangong Lie, and said in a deep voice: "Take care of Xiaoyue for me"

"This king only allows you to do this once"

Tuoba Qingye nodded, glanced deeply at Nangong Yue again, and then strode away.

Nangong Yue took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in her heart, looked back at the enemy army behind her, her eyes were cold, Qingye left, and the safety of the northern frontier was guarded by her.

Outside the spirit ruins, in the void space, a clear voice suddenly came from the space, "It's the convening order of the Holy Palace, all the clansmen, prepare to go to the wind spirit"

"Owner, this ......"

"This is what Lingxu Island should do, the wind spirit is in trouble, and Lingxu Island must do its best to help"

"But ......"

"The world is destroyed, how can we talk about the location of Lingxu Island?"

“…… Yes"

"Departure"