On the vast battlefield, everyone stopped fighting, and their eyes all looked at Ye Futian.

The strong of the Holy Realm, cross the Tribulation of the Holy Dao, and attack the rules of the Hidden Dao.

Knowing the Saint, knowing the Holy Cliff Holy Lord, ascending to the second realm of the Holy Dao Ladder, unfathomable, ranking thirty on the Holy List, so no one would have thought that the Knowing Saint would go to exchange lives with Ye Futian.

The blood-colored palm print covered the sky, and under the gaze of countless eyes, the body that pressed the village chief's sword continued to fall, and the sky seemed to collapse under the palm print, and the blood stained Zhisheng's palm, but he didn't seem to feel pain, life and death were put aside, and these injuries were nothing.

Before you die, you should at least let the Holy Dao Palace accompany you to the burial.

Kill Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Yaya and Hua Jieyu, whether it is in the next or the future, the Dao Palace will be destroyed.

Under that palm print, Ye Futian and they looked extremely small, even though they almost all had the invincible strength of the saint, but the person who wanted to kill them was the real saint.

They saw the monstrous demonic power on Yu Sheng's body, saw the maid's ponytail spread out, her long hair flying, and saw Hua Jieyu incarnate as an empress, wanting to hold the falling palm print with her strongest mental power.

Of course, they also saw the incomparable light released from Ye Futian's body, the extreme brilliance that had been deliberately concealed before, like an emperor, swaying upward, merging into the halberd of time and space and assassinating out, as if to penetrate that piece of sky.

"Boom. ”

There was a dull sound, and the blood-colored palm prints fell.

Yaya held the holy sword in her hand, the palm print was blasted, her long hair flew wildly, the endless sword intent was shattered, and the endless sword intent even rolled back and stabbed into her body.

Yu Sheng held the battle axe in both hands, and slashed the battle axe on the palm print with his demon-like body, the battle axe was shocked and hit his body, but he did not retreat, his body was still standing, his hands were slammed on the blood-colored palm print, trying to prop him up, and a rumbling explosion sound came out, and his demon god's body continued to explode, and red blood flowed out.

Hua Jieyu's eyes were extremely bewitching, as if she no longer belonged to herself, the phantom behind her merged with her body, and the incomparably terrifying telekinetic storm was born, controlling all the power in this heaven and earth, wanting to hold up the blood-colored palm print and prevent it from falling, the weak body was fearless at the moment, and his hands slapped out, blasting out with the storm.

"Boom ......"

The halberd of time and space in Ye Futian's hand blasted out, blasting in the middle of the palm print with endless power, trying to tear it apart, but only a small gap was torn out, and the body seemed to collapse, and all the internal organs seemed to collapse.

The violent sound was still there, and the power of the Great Dao was suppressed, but the power of the blood-colored palm print had weakened a lot, and the village chief had turned his sword into a sword attack on the palm print, which naturally blocked part of the power.

But even then, it's not enough.

Their bodies were all suppressed, the crazy collapse in their bodies was destroyed, blood was spit out of their mouths, and they knew that they didn't want them to live at all.

Hua Jieyu's bewitching eyes glanced at Ye Futian, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and then her body seemed to be burning, and her divine thoughts seemed to be burning, and there was infinite power hanging down from the sky and merging into her body, and a power that did not belong to her at all bloomed.

"I would like to sacrifice my body in exchange for the empress's thoughts. ”

A solemn and desperate voice came out, and Hua Jieyu seemed to have the power of the Holy Dao on her body, and there was even a wisp of supreme imperial power, and even her eyes seemed to change, full of indifference to everything, and swept into the sky.

Divine thoughts are leading, taking the body as a sacrifice, in exchange for the empress's thoughts, above the sky, the divine thoughts lead to the catastrophe of the avenue, Hua Jieyu's hands are still holding the palm print, her body is burning, and the divine thoughts seem to be burning, leading the catastrophe of the heavenly way, going against the killing, splitting the blood-colored palm print, tearing it apart little by little.

"Die. Zhisheng roared angrily and continued to oppress down, killing the group in front of him at all costs.

Yaya's body seemed to be torn apart by a sharp sword, and endless sword light bloomed from her, she glanced back at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, and murmured: "Brother, Yaya is leaving." ”

The words fell, with her body as the center, an incomparable sword light erupted, and a boundless huge sword-shaped pattern appeared on the palm print, and above the sky, an endless sword suddenly appeared, and even, in the vast battlefield, the swords in the hands of countless sword cultivators were also ringing, flying out of their hands, and heading towards Yaya.

Countless people looked at this scene in shock, only to feel their hearts trembling, in this moment, the powerhouse of the Holy Realm finally arrived, Li Sheng and Jiang Sheng had arrived, and the Holy Power was pervasive.

But at this time, the long hair of the barefoot girl was flying wildly, and infinite sword intent was born in her body, and her body changed little by little, and even, even her face and her temperament were changing, although she was still a girl's face, but it seemed to grow rapidly, become mature, and full of divine intent, her eyes looked at the Zhisheng in the void, with the spirit of ignoring the world and cold killing thoughts.

"Boom ......"

The palm print finally shattered and exploded under the telekinetic attack and sword qi, and the endless sword of the sky was one, turning into a sword, and swallowing out a sword light that killed everything.

When the sword came out, Zhisheng's pupils dilated, and the next moment, a sword light penetrated his body, and Zhisheng's body was directly shattered and turned into nothingness.

In an instant, the soul flew away, and the Holy Lord of the Holy Cliff was completely turned into dust and ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Then, the monstrous sword intent dissipated, the girl's body floated down weakly, and the holy sword flashed, appearing under the girl's body, holding her body up, and slowly floating in the air.

The village chief knelt on his knees, prostrate in the void, and tears appeared in his old eyes, and I don't know whether he wept for the disappearance of the maid, or for the return of his master, or both.

The body of the rest of his life like a demon god fell from the void, and Ye Futian was the same, his body hung weakly, and the blood in his mouth kept spitting out, his eyes looked in the direction where Hua Jieyu and Yaya were, and there were tears in his eyes.

"No......," he whispered, his voice seemed a little hoarse, and his heart ached, incomparably painful.

The reason why he felt sorry for Yaya back then and asked her to call her brother had already guessed the ending of Yaya, it was a poor girl.

Now, the speculation has come true, Yaya has disappeared, and the person who replaced her may still be Yaya, or perhaps, the Void Sword Saint who once shocked the world.

He looked at Xie Yu, and his heart felt like it was about to crack.

Hua Jieyu's body was burning, as if it had turned into nothingness little by little, and like him, she fell down weakly, she turned around with difficulty, her strange eyes became clear, as if returning to herself, her beautiful eyes had tears, but there was a bright smile.

Finally, should it all be over.

Zhisheng was killed, all the saints came, Kyushu, no one can kill him anymore.

Isn't this ending beautiful?

It's just that the emperor's will is burning, and the Xia Emperor's side is ...... Let's hope he survives.

"Bang. ”

Ye Futian's body fell to the ground, he trembled and stretched out his hands, catching Hua Jieyu's falling body, her body was fluttering, as if there was no weight, and it dissipated little by little.

"Explanation. ”

Ye Futian's heart ached as if it was dripping blood, and he raised his head and shouted, "Senior Jiang Sheng." ”

Jiang Sheng glanced at the sky below, and stood there silently, unable to return to the sky.

Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes were still smiling, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Ye Futian's cheek, and said softly: "I can't be your emperor anymore." ”

"Nope. Ye Futian shook his head: "I don't agree." ”

Endless emerald green brilliance poured into Hua Jieyu's body, but it was useless, and it still couldn't stop her body from dissipating.

"Remember, you are not allowed to marry such a bad woman as me in the future, your emperor is a woman who wants to make the nine heavens lose color. Hua Jieyu's illusory figure was still smiling, but for some reason, it couldn't stop the tears.

"I promised you that the emperor can only be you. ”

"Fool. Hua Xie said softly: "But you have to promise me, you can't be bullied by her, in this world, only I can bully you." ”

"Only you can. Ye Futian's tears rained down.

"Well, it feels very easy now, but why, I have no heart, but it still hurts so much, and my soul will cry. Her body became more and more illusory, and gradually, it turned into a blurred shadow, but she could still see tears on her face.

Endless light surrounded Hua Jieyu's body, flowing towards the void, and Hua Xie Yu felt an invisible force calling her.

Is this the call of death?

"Promise me that you must live well. Her illusory figure floated into the void.

"No......" Ye Futian stretched out his hand to grab it, but found that he couldn't grasp anything, and watched Hua Jieyu turn into a ray of light and go towards the sky.

Ye Futian's outstretched arm trembled, and there was only endless despair in his eyes.

There was silence on the battlefield, and everyone looked at him.

In the void, there is a lotus lamp that is always burning, on the lotus lamp, a vague figure appears, so beautiful that it is suffocating, she looks at the desperate Ye Futian, and her pure and flawless face is also full of tears.

Glancing up at the distant figure, her body was also burning, and then the Endless Lotus Lantern chased towards the sky.

A wisp of Buddha lamp fell on Ye Futian's body, and a voice sounded in his head.

"I am a lamp in front of the Buddha, born and extinguished by fate, and I will protect her for you. Hua Qingqing's voice was soft, Ye Futian watched the Buddha light leave in the sky, he was puzzled, and he only felt that his heart was like a knife.

"This battle is over. ”

In the void, Xia Sheng's cold eyes swept towards everyone, Zhisheng violated the rules and severely injured Ye Futian and others, he should have been judged, but Zhisheng had already fallen.

"I disagree. ”

An extremely cold voice came out, Xia Sheng looked down at the sky, only to see Ye Futian standing up, the incomparably brilliant imperial brilliance swayed upward, soaring into the sky, his body seemed to be burning, and the killing intent was also burning!