This revolution will eventually be written into the annals of history, countless heroes are exposed to the sun, leading the human race to sweep across the states like a storm, and as the center of this change, Nanzhou is even more dark, the battle between the saint kings is not ordinary people can intervene, more than a dozen old people in the sky above this Nanzhou are fighting, causing the sky of Nanzhou to collapse a piece, the void turbulence directly invaded Nanzhou, and the ground is full of devastation, whether it is the reformers or the Tiangong faction, all of them have withdrawn from the boundary of Nanzhou, because the war of the saint kings has spread from the sky to the ground, countless deep pits, countless mountain fires, countless mountains have been cut off, countless lakes were evaporated.

"Boom!" A ball of golden light fell from the sky and smashed the land of Nanzhou, a bottomless pit appeared, and as the smoke and dust dissipated, Jin Lin lay at the bottom of the pit covered in blood, unable to move.

"Zao Wou-ki, you are so ruthless!" Jin Lin looked at Zao Wou-Ki resentfully as he spat out blood.

Zao Wou-Ki above the sky was no better, his white hair was flying messily in the wind, there were large blood stains on the placket of his chest, his right hand was trembling constantly, blood was dripping down his hand, and the divine light behind him was extremely dim, and he had long lost his previous strong posture.

"Jin Lin, are you still obsessed?" Zhao Wou-Ki endured the pain and looked at Jin Lin and asked.

"If you want to kill, you have to scrape, you can do it. Jin Linqiang sat up with his body propped up, leaning against the earthen wall to the side and gasping.

"Then you go and die. At this moment, the heresy rose sharply, and a very moving female voice came out of the void, and the next moment there was an extra golden feather on Jin Lin's body, piercing Jin Lin's heart like a steel sword, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Jin Lin stared at the feather on his chest with wide eyes, felt the vitality of his whole body passing rapidly, and used his last strength to squeeze out two words from his throat: "Golden Crow!"

Zhao Wouji was also taken aback by this change, and the whole person quickly retreated, pulling a few people from his side to withdraw directly from the Nanzhou boundary, staring at the golden feather on Jin Lin's chest with a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes.

"Holy Lord of Shaking Light, don't come unharmed. The lazy female voice sounded again, the void cracked, and a woman in a coat decorated with black feathers walked out slowly, her snow-white thighs showing from time to time as she walked, but at this moment no one felt that this woman was sexy or charming, but full of vigilance.

"I didn't expect that the Golden Crow Holy Maiden would still be beautiful and moving when she saw her again. Zao Wou-Ki squinted at the woman standing in front of the Heavenly Palace, and his hands, hidden in his robes, unconsciously clenched again.

On the ground, Huo Changge saw this person appear, and his eyes also showed a fierce light, but he disappeared in an instant, and after a few words in the ear of the fire slave, he walked into the boundary of Nanzhou alone, and all the Fire Clan people received an order from the clan at the same time, asking all the clansmen to withdraw to Xizhou.

"Yo, isn't this our Changge son, what's the matter? Remember our original agreement?" Bai Ye appeared in front of Huo Changge with a charming smile, at this time he was completely dressed as a scholar, shaking his fan casually, as if he was winning.

"You help me take down the Fire Clan, and I will naturally abide by what I promised you. Huo Changge's face didn't have much expression, and he looked so dusty at this time in a white robe.

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High in the sky, Zao Wou-Ki and the woman who suddenly appeared were still facing each other, but no matter how you look at it, the momentum of the woman's side is stronger.

"The saint is very calculating, and you will not appear until both sides have done their best. Zao Wou-Ki said with a smile.

You're wrong. The woman stretched out her white fingers and shook them as she looked into the depths of the Heavenly Palace.

"Your purpose is him!" Zao Wou-ki's eyes became colder, because he knew that that was where Xiao He was.

"Naturally, in fact, this Xiao He is also a pawn of mine, otherwise why do you think he has grown so fast?

"What if I say no?" Zao Wou-Ki snorted coldly, and the light wheel behind him once again brightened, and his blood surged, giving people the feeling that he could fight again.

"Alright, Shake the Light Holy Lord, your body and bones probably can't withstand the battle, right? The winning-eyed woman covered her mouth and chuckled and continued: "The combat power of the entire Tianyuan Realm has almost been consumed, thanks to you, now, no one or a force can stop me!"

The moment he finished speaking, countless soldiers came out of the void behind the woman, each of them had a strong breath, and the weapons in their hands flashed with this cold light, completely in a peak state.

"Xiao He......" Zhao Wouji's face became ugly, and he looked at the depths of the Heavenly Palace and his brows furrowed together.

"Okay, your little apprentice is our hero, I won't do anything with him. The woman couldn't hide the excitement on her face, and walked towards the Heavenly Palace, where the black-pressed soldiers quickly took control of the entire Nanzhou.

"After staring at him for so many years, the Lord can finally come back. The Golden Crow Saintess's eyes widened, and she muttered to herself excitedly, and behind her, Zao Wou-Ki's whole person couldn't help but tremble when she heard this sentence.

"That person, is he coming back? Is the thousand-year-old game just to bring you back to life?" Zao Wou-Ki thought of a possibility, and the whole person fell into despair.

"Xiao He, be careful, he wants to take you away!" The voice exploded like thunder in the sky over the entire Heavenly Source Realm, but at this time, Zhao Wuji no longer had the ability to save Xiao He, and the corner of the woman's mouth who slowly walked towards the Heavenly Palace hooked a cold smile, but the steps under her feet did not stop at all.

"Brother Wuji, you can't beat her!" Zhao Wouji was about to force his hand but was stopped by several saints around him, Zhao Wouji looked at the group of injured old guys around him and sighed, and was pulled down by several people, entered the holy city of Zhongzhou, and healed.

"A little longer, Xiao He!" Zhao Wuji's body shone with Origin Energy, and he was healing rapidly, but the injury was still too serious and he couldn't recover instantly, so he could only stare at the direction of Tiangong.

In the depths of the Heavenly Palace, under the Ten Thousand Souls Tree, Xiao He sat quietly, the Ten Thousand Spirits Divine Tree and the Ten Thousand Spirits Tree behind him slowly combined together, the blood and qi on his body were washed away, and the original white color of his robe was restored, and all the noise in the outside world was blocked here, Xiao He was here to implement his plan step by step without being delayed at all.