Wang Qianchen and the others used the phalanx of the Big Dipper to quickly sweep towards the sky. They knew that they would die this time, but they didn't show any hesitation, their eyes were still firm and their faces were resolute!

When he was about to hit the air vortex, Wang Qianchen suddenly remembered something, held the map of the mountains and rivers in one hand, touched his waist with the other, and pulled out the bricks.

"What are you doing?!" In the whirring wind, Banbrick asked in surprise.

"If you have a fate, see you later." Wang Qianchen dissolved the soul contract and threw the bricks out.

"Don't come to this set, I want to live and die with you!" The bricks roared, and chased after them without hesitation.

"Boom, boom—"

When Wang Qianchen and the others' bodies came into contact with the air vortex, they were instantly crushed and disappeared without a trace. The brick also crashed into it, and the next second it was bounced out again, and I don't know where it went.

At the same time, the rapidly rotating air vortex slowly stopped, then formed a phantom, and finally disappeared completely.

The wind stopped, the clouds receded, and the cracks in the sky that kept crumbling stopped their continued spread, hanging ugly and discordantly in the air.

"[Heavenly Prison] has finally been lifted, and we can go to heaven! If they had been fighting for so long, their spiritual power would have been greatly depleted, and it would be a good time for us to seize the Heavenly Realm! Walk! Seeing this scene, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the evil god's mouth, and then his figure quickly swept into the air.

The Bull Demon King and the six-eared macaque also followed, and soon disappeared into the sky.

"Oops, they're uneasy, let's hurry up too!" The air vortex disappeared, and Erlang God naturally would not be sucked away, and immediately urged the divine power to fly towards the sky.

There are five god kings in the front, and evil gods in the back, and the heavenly realm can be described as internal and external troubles.

Song Anping didn't have time to be sad or sad for Wang Qianchen and the others, so he immediately rushed into the sky with Erlang God.

Soon after they left, a group of robed people arrived, including magicians, soul slayers, and shamans, all cultivators from Northern Europe.

They also have a common identity: members of the Cult of Light.

The Illuminati is the most powerful church in this area throughout Northern Europe, and it usually undertakes the task of worshipping gods and slaying demons. Pope Brown is an old man over seventy years old, with the strength of the pinnacle of the world, with gray hair and beard, and a cane carved with gold patterns in his hand, and the whole person looks unsmiling and majestic.

"Who are those people just now, from the East?" Pope Brown said with a slight frown.

"Yes, from the Great Xia Kingdom in the East, I heard them speak the Great Xia language. It seems that they are martyrdom, sacrificing their lives to stop the rotation of the air vortex, so that the cracks of the Heavenly Dao do not continue to spread, otherwise the whole world would already be in mourning...... "A disciple who understands the Great Xia language told him what happened just now.

"A group of great people...... Pope Brown sighed with emotion: "Quick, contact Great Xia and thank them well!" ”

……

Great Xia, Shangjing, Si'an Temple.

Four terrifying cracks appeared in the sky, and the boss who didn't have any cultivation could naturally see it, but he also learned a thing or two from the mouths of other cultivators, knowing that if it continued to spread like this, the entire world would be destroyed.

After receiving a call from Pope Brown, the boss learned the whole thing.

Wang Qianchen, Song Chongjian and others sacrificed their lives to prevent the Heavenly Dao from continuing to collapse.

After all, this step has been taken!

The boss let out a long sigh, his eyes full of sadness.

"How can I thank them?" Pope Brown asked the translators to ask, "Do they have families?" Maybe we can give some material benefits. ”

The boss said: "There is no need for material pensions, and I will not wronged their families...... If you really want to thank them, build a temple for them, and always remember their sacrifice! ”

Before, when the Zhaode monarch of the Sakura Kingdom, the Prince of Lat, the Jiguli Great Palm of Guai, and the Loni Priest of Guxi called and said that they wanted to build a temple for Wang Qianchen and others, the boss still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, the custom here in Daxia is that no matter how great the merit is, the temple can only be built after passing away, but I didn't expect it to become a prophecy, they really sacrificed!

"Okay, I'll do this!" Pope Brown agreed, the contributions made by those Great Xia people are definitely worthy of building a temple alone!

The influence of the [Illuminati] in the Nordic region is extremely great, and even the monarchs of various countries have to fear them for three points, and this is of course easy for Pope Brown to do.

After the boss hung up the phone, Ding Jianjun walked in quickly.

"Boss, what's going on?" Just now he was outside the door, and he faintly heard a voice.

"They...... All sacrificed! The boss looked up, his eyes slightly reddened.

Ding Jianjun's face was shocked, and his hands trembled slightly, obviously he didn't expect this result!