"That's ......"

The vague brain didn't even have the strength to think, and responded to [Red]'s explanation as if coping, Ye Yixi pushed open the purple gorgeous door in front of him and stepped into the holy light.

Lingxue Clothes-

Calling for a ninth-level semi-spiritual weapon that was worthy of dependence in his heart, the silver-white robe on his body that had long been worn out was still helpless to usher in the result of being unusable after struggling and flickering a few times.

There was a slight tingling sensation at the wrist of his right hand, and before Ye Yixi could react, the light blue snowflake sign that appeared on the wrist of his right hand began to flash with an ice-blue light.

The power that Lingxue Yiyi had been releasing to help him stand disappeared, and the weak Ye Yixi lost his balance in an instant and fell forward to the ground.

Without getting up, Ye Yixi turned over on the ground and put the bracer that appeared on the wrist of his right hand on his forehead.

"Didn't the sapphire bracer fuse into my body, and why did it reappear as a bracer now?"

The crisp sound echoed in his ears and there was a cracking touch on his forehead, and Ye Yixi, who knew what was going on in his heart, raised his left hand to cover his eyes, and tears fell weakly from the corners of his eyes.

[One night, how did you return to the Holy Light? Didn't Your Excellency Ye Chen order that all the cultivators below the Spirit Saint level should be transferred to the New Holy Light and the Bird Pavilion?]

"Eight grandpa?"

With the kind and warm voice of the Eight Offerings in his mind, Ye Yixi couldn't bear it anymore.

"Grandpa Eight help me and help me save Xiaoxue. ”

[Save Xiaoxue, she's safe now]

The puzzled eight offerings, but for the sake of the beloved juniors who still endured the pain of the flames, they deliberately dispersed a part of the amount.

[One night, don't worry, I'll help you go back to the temple, if there is something to tell the high priest]

With the transmission of power, Ye Yixi's gaze shifted to the seven brightest stars in the sky.

"The price of being more advanced than the séance, temporarily elevating one's status to the same height as the gods, and using the name of the gods to obtain the authority of the gods... Eight grandpa?"

I just saw the hope of saving Ai Xue, but I found that the people who value it fell into a crisis that I couldn't do anything about, and there were cracks in Ye Yixi's inner defense line under multiple blows.

【One night?】

Before the guardian power of the stars descended on Ye Yixi, there was a disturbing aura from below, and even so, there was still no way for the eight worshippers to move their position half a step.

As if seeing the opportunity, the power of the Heavenly Punishment in the form of Heavenly Thunder was strengthened again, and the spirit of the Eight Offerings who just wanted to be distracted to support Ye Yixi could only be withdrawn again and concentrated on resisting the Heavenly Punishment.

'According to the information that the temple received from the gods about the Celestial Decree, it was said that the strength of the Celestial Decree was the first and last blow, why does it feel that the power is increasing with a faint momentum now?'

Unable to get an answer or ask anyone, the Eight Offerings could only silently pray that the power of the stars would continue to maintain and protect everyone.

'I hope you don't make a mistake overnight......'

and the Holy Light were all on the same level and even worried about it, and were forcibly pressed in the heart by the Eight Offerings, silently paying attention to Ye Yixi below.

......

"Why? Isn't the Holy Light an existence of justice? Why does the Eighth Grandfather, who is the embodiment of justice, have such a price? Why is Xiaoxue, who has never done anything bad, not accepted by the world?"

Sad and indignant to himself, Ye Yixi was not lying on the ground obediently, even if he was in a trance, even if his body was weak, even if he lost his way to move quickly, Ye Yixi was not waiting.

"If the world does not allow Xiaoxue to exist, then I will not allow the world to take Xiaoxue away, if the will of heaven is destined for the eighth grandfather to pay such a price, then I will rely on my own strength to save, from now on I am right-"

With a roar from the soul, flickering purple points of light appeared around Ye Yixi's body.

If you lose your strength and can't fly, you can choose the road closest to the target to run, even if there are trees and rocks in front of you, just eliminate it.

Blood-Red Warrior -

Silently reciting the name of the appearance in response to the desire to destroy in his heart, the blood-red light in Ye Yixi's left hand gathered and transformed into a sharp sword with purple lines on the sword's body.

[The plan officially started——]

The empty realm of life and death echoed with the sound of [red], and in the next moment, a thick, mysterious mist-like purple light engulfed the entire world.

The feeling of weakness caused by excessive bleeding disappeared, and the power that was fundamentally different from spiritual power continued to pour out from the depths of the body.

......

"There's no way to stop it now, melt it-"

Without feeling any special power, Kong Liang just relied on words to make the ice that the moon and sky could not melt disappear.

"Ryoko, could it be that you did it just now?"

As a saint, he was attacked by himself, and as soon as Yue Tian regained his freedom, he vented his anger on the most suspicious people around him.

"How is it possible, my power has no effect on mortals. ”

Looking at the junior brother who was being dragged by his clothes, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and Yuetian had no choice but to give up.

"After these things, I will find you to calculate them carefully one by one, and I will let you go now. ”

Saying this as an inappropriate threat, Yuetian stepped into the purple gorgeous gate that opened on the invisible wall.

"It's ......"

The ability of a saint does not need to actively explore the surroundings to be able to perceive all the large fluctuations in spiritual power.

Just as the flames of war that burned on the surface, there was not a place around the Holy Light City in the Holy Light East that did not have spiritual power fluctuations at all times. What makes people tremble is that there is an incomparably divine light protecting the holy light, but the demonic aura on the opposite side is more prosperous. All battles that can be perceived, regardless of the number of people, are at a disadvantage on the side of the Light.

"Ning Hao, Ma Liang, Kong Liang, now start to give up the obstruction of Yixi, and the three of you and I will each choose the place where you need help to support. ”

Although the time spent in the Holy Light was not a year combined, as Ye Chen's disciple, Yue Tian abandoned his identity as the king of the Ice Hua Empire and gave orders to the three junior disciples as a disciple of the Dean of the Holy Light Academy.

The difference between clouds and mud in cultivation is also very obvious in terms of speed, and in less than a blink of an eye, Yuetian, Ning Hao, and Ma Liang have already crossed the city wall of holy light.

"It is worthy of being a senior brother, but it is clear that as the king of one of the three major empires, he secretly made a move against the bloody prison of the eight major forces. ”

There is no admiration point in the consciousness of ordinary people at all, and Kong Liang also walked into the holy light by talking to himself.

"Huh~?"

For the useless power of mortal life, Kong Liang sensed that faint strange point as soon as he stepped into the holy light.

"The twin priests of the temple actually chose the blood spirit as their opponent, should it be said that the newborn calf is not afraid ......of tigers?

Yue Tian was able to ignore the responsibilities of the king of the Binghua Empire for the sake of Ye Chen's disciple, and Kong Liang, who was a free man, would naturally not do anything unworthy of being his junior brother.

[An anomaly hidden behind the usual, its name is the Blood Spirit Sanctuary-]

Singing Yan Ling's right hand in front of him, the scenery of the fields that were originally surrounded by low hills began to disappear, and the place was full of blood-red flames, and the scenery full of oppressive demonic breath wafting in the wind appeared in front of Kong Liang's eyes.

"I thought it was a priest from the temple who came to support? It turned out to be a poet who has recently become famous among the folk in the Instrument Spirit Continent: Kong Liang. ”

There was no need for Kong Liang to find the location of the enemy, and when the usual scenery of the holy light disappeared, the Blood Spirit Holy Sect Master wearing a blood-red mage robe had also moved to Kong Liang's body.

""Kong Liang's senior-""

Although he is a priest of the temple, he is just a new priest, and when he sees the senior he admired in the past, he naturally comes forward to greet and salute.

"Your Excellency the Blood Spirit, I will personally receive you, and the two of you will go and deliver the night safely to the temple and hand it over to the High Priest. ”

There was no need to ask for the details of the battle, just by seeing the scars and dust on the bodies of the two twin priests, Kong Liang already had a general understanding.

"Why are the juniors so arrogant lately, and they always like to say things that will make people excited......"

Without putting Kong Liang in his eyes, a miniature blood-red magic array appeared in front of the index finger of the right hand raised by the blood spirit, and two terrifying blood-red spiritual power cannons attacked the retreating twin priests with a 180-degree turn.

Out of trust in the senior, the two did not make any defenses, but simply flew to the boy whose body was wrapped in red and purple spiritual power according to the order.

[Forcibly interfering and scattering-]

The words containing the power of different dimensions, the two blood-red spiritual power cannons that left spatial rifts on the trajectories that were crossed instantly turned into blood-red spiritual power particles and dissipated into the air.

"Interesting power, is that why you are called a poet?"

Even if he wanted to stop the twin priests, he wouldn't have a chance, and the blood spirit could only concentrate on the smiling man in front of him.

Neither of them chose to strike first, but after all, it was a battle, and the time of staring, alerting, and tentative for several minutes was over. In the next moment, the divine golden light and the blood-red spiritual power entangled in the demonic aura directly started the bombardment attack of the opponent with a radius of tens of kilometers.

Temple of Light

"It's hard for you two to be able to drag the blood spirit for so long. ”

Both understood that the high priest was complimenting without a hint of sarcasm, but the twin priests bowed their heads in shame.

"Then why did you dare to run in front of me when you violated His Excellency Ye Chen's order overnight?"

"It's not like I'm coming to you, hurry up and let go of my restraints. ”

Ye Yixi, whose whole body was tied by a golden halo, could only lie on the ground and protest to the high priest.

"It's impossible, the situation is urgent, and I don't have the extra attention to protect you. ”

Ignoring Ye Yixi no more, a huge range of mystical golden magic array patterns appeared under the feet of the high priest again.

'Long-range range bombardment magic array?' If you want to perfectly control it and perform multi-directional range strikes at the same time, even the high priest needs to concentrate, so that there is a chance. Then the rest of the second priest and the third priest remained......