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The surviving cultivators evacuated towards the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

As they fled, they looked forward to it, sweat and blood falling down their cheeks and hitting their parched, somewhat pale lips.

Whether it was a cultivator in the Void Realm, or a cultivator in the Void Realm, or a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Realm, they ran away desperately.

They were all injured, and the Yuan Force in their bodies was exhausted, but they had no choice.

At this time, in the subconscious of every cultivator, there was a constant roar of one word: "Run!"

Seeing this scene, the man lifted the corners of his mouth lightly and said indifferently: "Run, do you think you can run away?"

When the words fell, the man waved his hand.

"Give me chase!"

Hearing the man's command, countless enemy cultivators rose up one after another.

These cultivators are all from the Northern Underworld, the Nine Shadows, the Xuan Underworld and other forces.

In the previous battle outside the Imperial City of Middle-earth, they seemed to flee in embarrassment, but in fact, they had already planned it.

That huge door was left by the demon lord before the battle, and when people enter it, their injuries will recover extremely quickly, which is quite wonderful.

They were already seriously injured, but after entering the world inside the giant gate, their injuries were all healed.

And those cultivators who pursued here had been injured before, and after a long journey, they were already tired, and coupled with the attack of the power of the blood spear before, the strength they could exert was less than one in ten.

A little comparison, the strength and weakness are clearly judged.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In the blink of an eye, the cultivators on the Northern Underworld side had already snatched out of the air.

Their speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, they were already chasing after the fleeing cultivators.

"Boom..."

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The complicated Yuan Force made the sky tremble, and countless Yuan Force rivers rolled from the sky behind them.

In a few moments, those cultivators who were a little slower had already fallen into the Yuan Force of the torrential waves.

"Poof!

"Ahhh

"Bang! bang... Bang!"

A deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the splatters of blood stained the sky one after another.

Countless cultivators fell in pools of blood, and the tragic scene was shocking.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators who were rushing forward were all shocked.

They didn't dare to stop at all, so they could only run away as fast as they could.

Gradually, the cultivators in the rear were cleared, and the enemy cultivators on the Northern Underworld side began to quickly chase forward.

Seeing this, how can anyone dare to hesitate?

"Whoa!"

Under the sound of breaking the air, at the forefront, dozens of figures flashed away.

"The Prison King, I told you a long time ago, you shouldn't rush after you!"

The Ghost King Dao Sheng glanced coldly at the Prison King who was flying by his side and said.

The Prison King didn't respond, only a gloomy face.

After the battle was over, they were supposed to go to join Nangong Yingying, but because of a moment of brain fever, they chose to pursue.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the trap of the people of the Northern Underworld.

After this toss, most of the cultivators in Nangong Pavilion were damaged, and they were extremely miserable.

The Eighteen Flame Generals flew behind the Prison King and the Ghost King, and if they could lift their veils, they would be able to see faces as white as frost.

Seeing that the Prison King didn't respond, the Ghost King Dao Sheng said, "Black Charcoal Head, are you okay?"

The Prison King paused and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little depressed." ”

Dao Sheng sighed abruptly and said, "What can you do if you are depressed? The battlefield has always been a place of deceit!"

Saying that, Dao Sheng paused slightly, and then said, "I don't know how my father and the Sword King are doing now?"

The Prison King said: "Ghost King, let's worry about ourselves first! Whether we can escape alive or not is a question. ”

Dao Sheng was stunned and turned to stop talking.

......

On this occasion, the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

Many maniacs, led by Memoryless, stopped on top of the castle tower.

At this time, the flames of war had subsided, and only some gunpowder smoke was left floating in the sky of the four fields.

As far as the eye can see, the tobacco is miserable, and the whole earth is clothed in a bloody red coat.

Looking at the bleak scene in front of him, Wu Yi sighed for a long time.

Wu Wangdao: "Little white face, why are you sighing?"

Wuyi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not sighing. ”

"Oh?"

Wu Wu frowned and said, "It's not a sigh, what is it?"

Wu Yi said: "I'm just sighing, human life is really too small. ”

Wu Wu paused and said, "Only when people are the humblest are they closest to greatness. ”

Hearing this, Wu Yi was stunned, and even Nangong Yingying and the others who were on the side were the same.

They looked at Wu Forget stupidly, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Nangong Yingying said: "Brother Wu Wang, when did you learn to talk like this?"

Wu Forget said with a smile: "Perennial ears and eyes, even if you don't want to say it, you can export it." ”

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

Wu Yi said: "Okay, let's quickly recover from our injuries! This battle will not end in such a hurry!"

Everyone nodded, sat down quickly, and then closed their eyes and breathed.

Not far away, Nangong Wensheng, Phantom Muchen and Abu sat together.

Nangong Wensheng said: "Brother Muchen, where did you say our tiger aunt went?"

Phantom Muchen shook his head.

Seeing this, Nangong Wensheng turned his eyes to look at Abu, as if hoping that the latter could give him a reasonable answer.

What Nangong Wensheng didn't expect was that after Abu heard his words, he didn't say a word, only gave him a cold look.

Nangong Wensheng pursed his lips helplessly, just thinking about opening his mouth.

Phantom Muchen suddenly said: "Wen Sheng, hurry up and recover the Yuan Force!"

Nangong Wensheng was stunned for a moment, then sighed heavily, and closed his eyes.

At the same time, on the top of the continuous city tower, there were a number of figures.

These figures are all very pretty.

Their clothes are purple and red, and from a distance, they look like a sea of flowers.

"Sister Momei, why didn't we pursue it before?"

Ju Le stood beside Mo Mei and asked puzzled.

Mo Mei smiled faintly and said, "I don't know, I just followed Sister Peony's orders." ”

Ju Le nodded, no longer responding, only the contemplation of his eyebrows, but not soothing.

At this time, Zhilan said: "Maybe their escape is just an appearance. ”

Hearing this, the people with hundreds of flowers next to them were stunned.

Jun Zhu said: "In this way, those who chase after are afraid that they will be in danger!"

Feiyan said: "I also agree with what Brother Junzhu said, but what I don't understand is why Sister Peony didn't say it clearly? If the cultivators of Nangong Pavilion, Dongfang Pavilion and other forces are damaged, it doesn't seem to be a good thing for us. ”

Everyone nodded, agreeing with Feiyan's words.

Haitang smiled slightly and said, "Maybe in Sister Peony's eyes, only a hundred flowers are her concern." ”

Everyone was silent and acquiesced to what Haitang said.

In silence, Pear Blossom looked at the building not far away.

On the tile beam of the building, a group of cultivators were parked at this time.

They either stand with their hands in their hands and look into the distance, or they sit leisurely, half-lying and half-sitting.

The person at the head, dressed in a black robe, has a plucked string instrument on the side, which is the meandering death of the desolate hall.

Looking at it, Lihua frowned and said, "The people of the Deserted Palace, have you also received any news?"

Haitang said: "I don't see it. ”

Pear Blossom glanced at Begonia coldly and said, "Why do I feel so similar?"

Haitang just thought about refuting, and Mo Mei on the side suddenly interjected: "Okay, don't talk about it, everyone has consumption in the previous war, let's recover quickly!"

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads one after another.

Begonia looked at the pear blossom, and the pear blossom stared at the begonia without showing any weakness.

The relationship between the two of them has always been discordant, and no one can help anyone.

......

"Elder Li, the people of the hundred flowers, seem to be talking about us!"

The drama came to Qu Liyan's side and smiled with a smile.

Qu Liyan said lightly: "He said let him say, what does it have to do with us?"

The drama said: "What I care about is how many plays can be performed in this corner of the world." ”

Hearing this, Qu Liyan smiled and said: "Life in the play, wind and rain outside the play, there is only one song of departing from the dead, singing and chanting." ”

The actor smiled back and stood up instead.

Immediately afterward, he danced on the beam.

Such a scene has attracted a lot of side eyes.

In this regard, the drama was unmoved, and still danced attentively.

What is surprising is that Qu Liyan and other people in the desolate palace also behaved as usual about this, they were extremely self-controlled, and they were calm and calm, not far from the eyes of the world.

......

Unconsciously, the day is dull, and the streamer is late.

The gloomy sky and the cool wind enveloped the entire Imperial City of Middle-earth.

At this moment, above the sky, a sudden sound of breaking the air was heard.

"Whew!"

Then, a streamer of light fell straight towards the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

After the light dissipated, a man's figure appeared.

Seeing this, the cultivators who had repaired the book on the city tower got up and looked at each other one after another, their eyes full of vigilance.

When they saw the man's appearance clearly, the restlessness and restlessness in the expressions of the cultivators eased a little.

"Daddy!"

"Grandpa!"

At the same time, Nangong Yingying and Nangong Wensheng rushed towards the man one after another.

Nangong Xia smiled, a little reluctantly, he seemed to be injured.

In a moment, Nangong Yingying and the others had already come to Nangong Xia.

"Huh?"

Nangong Wensheng frowned and said, "Grandpa, are you injured?"

Nangong Xia said: "Don't worry, Sheng'er, grandpa is only a little injured, it's not in the way!"

Nangong Yingying looked at Nangong Xia worriedly and said, "Father, are you really okay?"

Nangong Xia nodded.

Wu Wu was stunned, and just wanted to say something to comfort, but at this moment, a roar suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Boom..."

As far as the eye can see, I see that the clouds are thick, and under the layers of layers, it gives people a depressive feeling.

After a while, a sneer fell down: "Haha! The pavilion master of Nangong Pavilion will also run away!"

After a pause, a man's figure appeared.

This man, wearing a purple robe embroidered with green lines, has purple light in his eyes, deep and bewitching.

He stared coldly at Nangong Xia, his expression full of contempt.

Hearing this, Nangong Xia's brows sank, and Nangong Yingying and the others who were next to him were at a loss.

Anyone can see that Nangong Xia and this man should have fought in a realm of reality before.

As for the result, the man's words of aptitude have been clearly stated.

Seeing that no one responded, the man said: "What's the matter?

Nangong Xia was stunned, and just wanted to speak, but at this moment, above the canopy, there was a sound of breaking the air one after another.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Boom..."

Then I saw that countless streamers fell from the sky.

Some of these streamers flew towards the man, and the rest fell towards the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

Immediately after, one after another figures appeared.

Relying on the left and right of the man, there are the figures of Tianxuanzi, Nine Hatred, Yanyue, Jiuyou, Xuanming and others.

On the tower of the Imperial City of Middle-earth, there are Meng Sanqian, Yan Shuai, Xiaomeng, Nangong Li, Dongfang Zhongdao, Chi Banyun, Si Yin, Tuoba Hong and others.

In a short time, thousands of cultivators appeared on the canopy of the sky and on the city tower, and all of these cultivators were cultivators who had transcended the realm of refining the void.

In the previous battle, they actively or passively entered the realm of virtual reality, where they fought fiercely with their opponents.

Seeing Nangong Li and the others appear, Nangong Yingying and the others were happy at first, but after seeing the condensed looks of Nangong Li and the others, their joy suddenly became invisible.

Nangong Yingying said: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

Nangong Li paused and said, "Yingying, grandpa is fine." ”

Before Nangong Yingying could respond to anything, Dongfang Zhongdao on the side had already spoken: "Leaving Lao'er, what are you still holding on?"

Nangong Li smiled bitterly, and then sighed.

Hearing this sigh, everyone's expressions froze, and everyone could see that Nangong Li's injuries were not as he said.

On this occasion, Dongfang Zhongdao turned his eyes to look at the cultivators around him.

Looking at it, his face became ugly.

"Why don't you see the people of my Oriental Pavilion?"

Dongfang Zhongdao asked suspiciously.

Wu Yi paused and responded, "They pursued the enemy Xiu." ”

"What?"

Dongfang Zhongdao was distorted, and he couldn't help but shout: "Bastard! Who let them make their own decisions? Don't you even understand the truth of the poor Kou Mo chasing?"

"Ahem..."

Xu was too angry, Dongfang Zhongdao coughed angrily.

Accompanied by Dongfang Zhongdao's coughing sound, blood stains appeared on both sides of his mouth.

Fortunately, Dongfang Zhongdao calmed down quickly, and it only took a moment to cover up all this in the past.

After the silence, Dream Sanqian said: "You don't have to hide it anymore, life and death are common things, let alone victory or defeat?"

After saying that, Dream Sanqian hurriedly sat on the ground.

He was not lightly injured, or rather, it was not easy for him to come out of the realm of void and reality.

Hearing the words of Dream Sanqian, Nangong Li and the others came down one after another.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of cultivators above the Realm of Refinement closed their eyes and breathed.

In the previous battle in the realm of void and reality, they were all wounded, and most of them were injured and could not recover overnight.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yingying and the others were stunned.

They stared in amazement, their eyes full of disbelief.

No one thought that the strong support of their own side would all be seriously injured.

After a while, Wu Wu and the others looked at the sky again and again.

At this glance, everyone's faces suddenly became solemn.

I saw that Tianxuanzi and the others were coming to commit the cultivation, and they all looked at them with contempt at this time.

Wu Yi frowned tightly and said secretly, "Are they all uninjured?"

As soon as he thought of this, his expression of no memory was shocked again.

The man looked at him and said, "Do you want to know if they are hurt?"

As he spoke, the man looked at Tian Xuanzi and the others beside him.

Tian Xuanzi looked at Wu Yi and said, "Don't worry, your people are injured, and we are not much different." ”

Wu Yi glanced at him and said, "Then why don't you recover?"

Tian Xuanzi smiled mysteriously, and turned his eyes to look at the man beside him.

"Recovery?"

The man scoffed and said, "It doesn't matter if we don't need to recover, or whether we recover or not." ”

Hearing this, Wu Yi's brows furrowed even more solemnly.

He couldn't figure it out, why the man would say that?

At this moment, in the distant sky, the sound of rolling wind and thunder suddenly appeared.

"Boom..."

"Whoa, whoa!"

In a short time, the figures of countless cultivators were already revealed in the sky.

The current cultivators, all of them are exhausted peonies, their faces are extremely pale, and the Yuan Force in their bodies is even more disordered.

And above the back space, countless cultivators swept away and pursued like a torrent of fierce waves.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Boom..."

The shouts of killing were breathtaking, roaring, and deafening.

In the blink of an eye, everyone could see that countless cultivators had fallen on the way home.

"Bang... Bang bang!"

"Ahhh

Blood, splashing in the sky, wailing, bone-piercing.

After a long time of running, the fleeing cultivators landed on the towers of the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

They all looked like they were lost and depressed, and as soon as they settled, the whole person collapsed and collapsed.

For a time, on the tower of the Imperial City of Middle-earth, cultivators who fell to the ground could be seen everywhere.

No one knows how they managed to make it through, but judging from their state alone, the process was only arduous and terrifying.

What was surprising was that the cultivators who were chasing after him actually froze one after another under the man's wave of his hand.

At this moment, the canopy outside the Imperial City of Middle-earth was occupied by countless cultivators.

The boundless figure is invisibly depressing.

After a moment of silence, Tian Xuanzi slowly spoke: "This battle should also come to an end!"

The words fell, and there was a roar in the sky.

After a while, a huge illusory door was revealed.

.........

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