The sky was incomparably clear, and the blue sky was as clear as the North Sea with large areas of ice floating, pure as a virgin. But the current moment of dyeing paint, except for this monotonous color, there is no other color.

Among them, the waves of demonic qi were like erupting volcanoes, resounding through the heavens and the earth in silence for a moment, trying to block the blood-colored heavy rain. But those strange raindrops, which were only blocked for a moment, tossed and turned like drills through the heavy demonic qi, and finally passed through the weak demonic qi and fell towards it.

The blood-colored raindrops shone with an extremely strange light, and had a powerful power to suppress all things. Guan Zhongyi, who knelt on one knee in the air and kept falling, his eyes were blood-red, and the power in them was so condensed that it seemed to be squeezed together from a height, and the qi of the living beings was also twisted into a rope, which was about to ignite and blow up this evil world.

The barrier of heaven and earth where the Heavenly Sect was located had been shattered, and Guan Zhongyi was just right to spread the power to the southern battlefield. Guan Zhongyi is ready to face everything that is about to happen with a very clear mind. But Pan Yu was always resisting, and the demonic aura that erupted was annoying, but at this time, with red eyes, he seemed to see through everything.

The old people say that the closer they get to death, the more they understand what is most important in a person's life and what is just duckweed. Long ago, Guan Zhongyi was obsessed with books and gave up mountaineering, but he could set foot on the mountain road again, even if he had been cultivating for a long time, but it was still ineffective.

The road to the top of the mountain has always been bumpy, not so easy to find, and he has changed from the young boy who did not know the height of the sky and even cursed the academy in the blink of an eye to the person who is about to sacrifice himself for the common people in the world.

Perhaps, Tongtian Peak had already seen through Guan Zhongyi's fate, so he didn't go to the top of the mountain, and it was also possible that his merits were not full and his cultivation was not enough. But now, everything will come to an end. And he is also considered complete, and he will draw an end to his life.

Guan Zhongyi, who is obsessed with book poetry, knows that no matter how beautiful words and sentences are, there will be an end, and a full stop is the end of everything and the beginning of another story. Therefore, he hopes that the turning point of this war will begin without any more procrastination, and the countdown is getting closer and closer!

"Don't!"

"I'm lying to you, you're just wasting your life by doing this!"

"Do you really want to die? Is this useless? ”

……

Pan Yu roared loudly, but gradually despaired. You must know that Guan Zhongyi will really do this, he will definitely not be stupid enough to obediently say the method of destroying the Demon Pattern Sacrificial Talisman Array, but a person's life is only once, even if he asks the strong man without the qi of life, it will turn into a void. And in the explosion of more than 10 million Dao Soul Qi, there was no possibility of surviving at all, but he was still doing it resolutely.

When Guan Zhongyi's life flashes out of a spark, it will cause a huge explosion, and the fuse turned into the qi of tens of millions of living beings has already approached him, waiting to be ignited by it.

Although his eyes were blood-red, Guan Zhongyi could clearly see that there were countless people reaching out to him in front of him. Those who stand before those are the people who are in the middle. Under the white light, the Great Xia Saint Yi was facing coldly, but he looked at Guan Zhongyi firmly. He was taken care of when he was pouring, and although this saint was young, his manners were not bad in the slightest.

Beside him were Su Zhongmou and other ministers, as well as the more familiar Xia family. Because Xia Xiao is a special student of the academy, they also quietly visited after they went to the academy, although they didn't stay for a long time, but the smiles of Xiao Rong's mother and daughter, Guan Zhongyi was quite familiar. Beside them, there was also the dignified and delicate princess Nightshade. She originally fled for her life in Great Xia, praying for the protection of one party, but she didn't expect such a tragic death, but who would have thought that the royal court still could not escape the fate of destruction.

Guan Zhongyi didn't care about the world, and he wasn't particularly interested in making friends, but now he glanced at it, leaped away, and stretched out his hand. Immediately, the spark and the fuse were next to each other!

A violent flash of light lit up between heaven and earth, and Pan Yu's panicked face was gradually obscured by it. Then, no matter what he did, he had no power to return to the sky, because Guan Zhongyi had already ignited the qi of his own living beings, causing the qi of thousands of living beings to explode with him. Immediately, only to hear a loud noise, earth-shattering, destroy all the existence of yin and evil in it.

Boom –

The powerful impact spread violently, blasting this remote place to dust in an instant, leaving no trace of existence, and even the demonic energy that covered the sunlight was shattered.

Suddenly, a round ball of light tossed and turned on the ground, connecting the ground with the North Sea. When the ice water flows, they are constantly lifted up by the waves of air, and they are also crushed by the constantly cutting space. In the intense light, Pan Yu's consciousness gradually weakened, and the demonic energy also dissipated in the bombardment, like a handful of dirt, dissipating into an unknown number of points with the wind, until it was so small that it could be ignored and did not exist.

Guan Zhongyi seemed to be lying in the light, feeling that the surroundings were very warm, which was completely different from the pain he had imagined. But in the light, he did the last thing, and that was to rush the power and qi generated by this explosion to the south. When this is done as he wishes, he can dissipate in the breeze.

Guan Zhongyi's body was indeed scattered everywhere, but it seemed that he was still alive, and like more than 20 million persecuted people, he rushed straight to the south. This is the soul that went to ask for its life, more terrifying than the tsunami from the East and West Seas, it traveled a hundred miles in an instant, and it could already see the battlefield outside the Great Wall of Beijing from afar. And this distance is nothing to it, just a matter of the blink of an eye.

The battlefield outside the Great Wall of the North was full of casualties, and the battle was still fierce, and everyone turned their spears at the weak, trying to eliminate them first, so as to prevent the emergence of the strong. But at this time, they all stopped, because they heard a vague voice, like a "kill" that went straight to the heart.

The word was shouted loudly, echoing in the heavens and the earth, attracting everyone's attention. They all heard it, including the Demon Dao people, and they all saw the wave of qi that raised countless dust.

"What's that?"

"This ......"

The cultivators and soldiers were so obsessed with the battle in their hands that when they looked up, they couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at the incoming wave of qi. But what was really shocking was the shouting. Anyone who cultivates a little bit can clearly see that there is only dust in the qi waves, and there is no human form in the other way, but the cultivators always feel that there is something in it.

It was a strange feeling that I couldn't put into words, and it was incomprehensible, but it would soon be answered.

The curtain of air waves was high, causing many wounded to hide behind cover, but when the air waves approached, there seemed to be only strong winds, and there was nothing else, not much of a threat.

The first to suffer from this kind of air wave is Xia Xiao and Ah Candle, except for the strong people who fight in the silent world and the self space, there are not many strong people here, while the black dragon is still there, they have been cooperating with Shangshan, but they have also killed some existences, but they are not considered to be the strong people who ask the Dao, because their current strength is not enough to deal with that kind of existence, and the three people and one dragon combined, at most, they can deal with a towering realm demon path creature.

When the black dragon disappeared, they secretly thought that it was not good, but the power of the rushing qi wave was not strong, that is, there was an extremely strange situation, which really happened in front of their eyes.