The response of the Star Shadow National Master and the Moon Shadow Emperor and others cannot be said to be ineffective, but it can only be said that they have had little effect.

They watched the life yuan pen sway without scruples, and they could only bear it passively, and they couldn't come up with any means to fight back.

"If this continues, we will be worn to death by it!"

"yes, block it once, you can't block it many times."

"This is really fate, we have obviously wiped out the Immortal Clan, but we are fighting against the Dao of the Thousand Abyss Holy Lord."

"Hateful! The Heavenly Dao is simply going to kill them all! ”

Up to now, they don't know that everything is because of the way of heaven.

If it weren't for Tiandao himself, then Qiu Yuxuan wouldn't have turned into a demon fetus, right?

Of course, if Sister Xuan learned that they crossed the river and demolished the bridge and killed tens of thousands of traversers, including King Yun, then she probably wouldn't stay in the Heavenly Clan.

And just when everyone was at a loss, a figure suddenly flew into the sky.

"Zhiyu!" The crowd exclaimed.

Facing the life pen, she urged the spiritual will, and the eleven-fold power of heaven and earth swept away.

It's just that it still doesn't have much effect.

The pen trembled only slightly, and then stabilized again.

However, Zhiyu didn't seem to be affected by its way of fate, and actually flew all the way to its front.

Immediately after, purple heavenly power gathered from all directions.

A huge cage gradually took shape, and quickly contracted in the direction of the life pen.

The way of fate that had just permeated the whole city disappeared in an instant.

"Good!"

The Star Emperor and the Moon Shadow Emperor and the others had joy in their eyes.

"Great, finally blocked!"

"I knew that this woman would not leave the clan alone!"

Hearing their comments, the expression of the Star Shadow National Master was a little unnatural.

Before this expedition, he also gave Zhiyu a big hat of colluding with the foreign enemy Jiang Cheng.

But now, he could only look up at the slender figure in the sky like everyone else.

Put your hopes in her, hoping that she can save everyone.

When Zimang shrank to a range of more than ten zhang away from the life yuan pen, he ushered in a mysterious repulsion.

The surface of the stone pen was shining with gold, and it trembled violently.

The purple rays on the periphery are also burning rapidly.

The power of heaven and the power of the Dao actually started a fierce confrontation.

The will of the Heavenly Dao, Zhiyu can't stop it now.

The only hope is to attack the 'ontology' of the Destiny Yuan Pen, so that the will of the Heavenly Dao will once again lose its support.

If there was no Heavenly Dao will to stop her, she could even directly reach out and hold the pen and control it in her own hands.

This kind of tug-of-war lasted for half an hour, and Zhiyu's originally relaxed pretty face had fine beads of sweat.

The red cheeks showed her pressure at the moment.

However, the magical power of heaven also shrank step by step to a square circle.

The space for the Destiny Pen is almost compressed!

If it continues like this, maybe it will really be completely trapped by Zhiyu, and finally become a 'captive'.

Faced with such a situation, the Destiny Yuan Pen, which was dominated by the will of the Heavenly Dao, finally left the place and launched a surprise attack towards the encirclement.

The golden light shimmered, like a sharp dagger, piercing a gap in the purple light.

Zhiyu hurriedly mobilized the power of heaven to chase and intercept, but in the end it fell short.

After the life pen broke out of the encirclement of the power of heaven, it turned into a phantom and dissipated in the void.

Obviously, the Heavenly Dao Will withdrew with it.

"Win!"

"Finally won once!"

The Star Emperor and the Moon Shadow Emperor have mixed feelings.

A while ago, the Celestial Clan was still like a bamboo, as if it was synonymous with victory.

But recently, they have been wiped out one after another, and they have reached the point where it is difficult to win, and their confidence has been lost.

When Zhiyu flew down, she almost had an unstable footing, and her complexion was very poor.

The crowd hurriedly swarmed up.

The two emperors personally supported her, as carefully as if they were holding the most precious fragile object.

The only one that retains a combat power comparable to the twelve levels of the Heavenly Rank, and the divine body seems to be able to ignore the invasion of the Dao, which can be regarded as the last trump card that the Celestial Clan can count on.

"How are you?"

"Isn't the spiritual consumption very large?"

Zhiyu's tired face was full of anxiety.

"I'm going to retreat and recuperate as soon as possible, just in case the next Heavenly Dao strikes."

The Moon Shadow Emperor patted her on the shoulder with relief.

"Go for it......"

"Alas!"

Looking at her disappearing figure, Emperor Xing Miao sighed, "It's a pity that our clan doesn't have a treasure that quickly recovers spiritual intent. ”

"If the Heavenly Dao strikes again, what should we do?"

"We must get out of here as soon as possible, and let all the clansmen scatter and hide!"

The Star Shadow National Master looked at the two emperors and the other five Heavenly Rank Twelve.

"For the sake of today's plan, the people will be divided into eight tribes. Let's take one with us and look for different hiding spots! ”

"And then try to disperse everyone as much as possible!"

"Wait until our strength recovers in the future, and then we will rise."

Everyone nodded silently.

Thinking of the people who have passed away, and then thinking of the gloomy future, everyone's mood is extremely low.

The Moon Shadow Emperor struggled to squeeze out a smile, "Don't be too pessimistic. ”

"At least the four holy lands of the Immortal Clan and the large and medium-sized sects have all been wiped out by us."

"Even if we disperse, there will be no more powerful enemies, and we will no longer encounter much danger."

When everyone heard this, their spirits finally lifted a little.

However, if you think about it, is there really no strong enemy?

What about the Flying Immortals?

What about Jiang Cheng?

Will he come and fall into the ground?

Thinking of Jiang Cheng, who was supposed to be a god fetus, everyone regretted that their intestines were about to be knotted.

There are still more than 50 million Heavenly Clan people left in the Cloud Peak Spirit Territory, and the realm is generally only mortal and earthly level.

This is the only remaining bloodline of the Celestial Clan.

They were divided into eight teams, each led by eight high-ranking people, and went to eight different directions in the Heavenly Realm.

What kind of road awaits them, even the Star Shadow National Master can't say.

At the time of parting, the whole city in the sky cried and shook the sky, compared with the celebratory atmosphere of the previous days, it was like a world away.

In the white clouds in the northeast corner of the Cloud Peak Spirit Realm, Zhiyu sat cross-legged, running the Heavenly Clan's exercises, trying to restore his spiritual will.

When the Celestial Clan encountered such a crisis, she had to maintain her combat effectiveness and become the person everyone could rely on, just as she relied on Jiang Cheng in the first place.

Thinking of Brother Cheng, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

With that person in place, she doesn't need to worry about any difficulties, she just needs to stand in the back.

However, thinking of what had happened recently, she could only bury the idea of looking for him in the end.

In the silent clouds, a graceful figure quietly appeared.

"You're at your end."

Zhiyu opened her eyes, and the woman standing in front of her was the long-lost Holy Emperor.

All these years, the Holy Emperor has not appeared, so that many people are about to forget her.

But Zhiyu never forgot.

"Are you here to fuse me?"

(End of chapter)