I have worked so long, sacrificed so many monks, and paid a terrible price,...... And they finally succeeded!

For a while, the cultivators were filled with joy and sorrow in their hearts.

No one knows, they are confused when they know that the enemy they are facing is those monks in the immortal realm, no one knows, they see the helplessness when they see the immortal realm monks and the monks of the Holy King Hall wearing and using in their hands are immortal magic weapons that are many times better than them, and no one knows that they have to rush forward resolutely and painfully in the face of failure and no way out.

How many of their compatriots died for the sake of today's light? Calculate carefully, big low...... Each continent is not clear.

According to the statistics of Xianmeng, it is measured in 10,000.

But that's just on the surface, how many monks still pay behind their backs, but they are still nameless.

This victory was earned by all of them.

Some people sacrificed their lives, some people exerted their strength, some people refined the Dan Talisman Array, and some people donated materials......

They're all doing what they can.

Everyone...... Also ordinary and great!

Shen Qingyi was very tired, and she wanted to have a good rest.

There is even an urge to sleep for a hundred years.

Ever since she hit those things, she has been rushing forward, pushing herself all the time, and she can't stop.

Every second, if you make more efforts, you may have one more chance to survive on the battlefield.

There will be one less death.

In the middle of the night, she practiced the talisman sword technique......

My mind is always thinking about how best to solve things, with the least price, in exchange for victory.

Every step is taken carefully, and every step is thought about.

However, war is destined for human sacrifices.

Those compatriots who died, those relatives and friends who fell!

She still remembered the moment when Uncle Zhou Lan fell, and her heart was filled with anger, unwillingness, and despair......

They just wanted to live, but at that time, how difficult it was to live!

In those days when I was hunted down, I was aggrieved, angry, and angry...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Sometimes, she really wanted to rush out and fight with the Holy King Palace, the Ancient Beasts, and the Immortal Alliance monks desperately.

But after the hot blood, she had to calm herself down at a very fast speed.

Don't be angry.

Watching something happen, but we must refrain from it, but we must be rational......

Shen Qing looked at the desolate battlefield, and he couldn't say anything in his heart.

They are victorious!

When She Zijiang and the others found Shen Qingyi, they saw that she was tired.

His own disciples were covered in blood, full of gray hair, especially those eyes.

How thorough and clean those eyes used to be.

Now, it's like a fog.

is obviously just a little girl, but she looks like a person in her twilight years.

She Zijiang opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

I feel sorry for my own disciple, but with his identity, her identity, he is distressed but he is also proud of her!

"Clear one ......"

She Zijiang gently patted Shen Qingyi's head and pillowed his disciple's little head on his shoulder.

"Master."

"Master is here."

"I came back alive."

She Zijiang's nose was a little sour, his eyes were a little hot, and his heart was swollen.

His disciples...... Hiding from all of them, doing such a big thing!

"Master knows...... Master knows. ”

The white hair in front of him stung She Zijiang's eyes.

If...... His disciples, how good it should be to be themselves.

She Zijiang didn't hold back after all, and tears fell.

Hurriedly raised his head.

He's Master!

Once upon a time, how he wished that his disciple could become a good monk.

Live up to her excellent qualifications, and live up to the status of the personal disciple of the Spirit Dao Sect Tianshui Peak.

But now......

If...... He hoped that his disciples could be like they had been.

Live simply, purely, happily, happily.

Shen Qingyi is really tired.

The nerves that have been tense for decades are relaxed at this moment, and they feel even more tired.

"Master, I'm so tired...... The rest of the things, you leave them to your uncle and uncle, okay? ”

Shen Qingyi believes that his uncle and uncle, especially his master, will not let himself suffer, and he will not let the Pankong Realm suffer!

Shen Qingyi looked at a few people not far away.

"Jiang Li, Deacon Qiu......"

The two of them understood that Deacon Qiu really admired this fellow disciple in his heart.

Speaking of which, the Tianxu Sect can have this, or they have picked up a treasure.

Shen Qingyi was able to call them for this matter, obviously remembering them!

He saw Shen Qingyi's exhaustion, and Deacon Qiu arched his hand at Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi felt that his brain was becoming more and more confused.

But she didn't forget to look at the Prophetic Tree that had been standing beside her.

"Master, this is the Prophetic Tree senior."

The ancient beasts are now standing on a united front with them.

Cooperating with these things, the senior uncle of the sect, and the elders of the Immortal Alliance of the Pankong Realm, are even better than her.

And the outside world, at this moment, those people have already chased the glass fire away.

Most of the people who stayed behind were partners in cooperation.

And now that the rules of the Fallen God Small Realm are perfect, and there are rules of cause and effect, the teleportation channel to the Immortal Realm is about to close.

Those monks in the immortal world who want to cooperate can only pass on messages through burning incense or teleportation channels in the later stage.

With the Heavenly Dao rules of the Disk Void Realm and the current cause and effect, for them, it is a double layer of protection.

She did everything she had to do......

At the moment when his spirit was completely relaxed, Shen Qingyi's world suddenly fell into darkness.

She Zijiang dragged Shen Qingyi.

The worried heart was slightly relieved after feeling Shen Qingyi's long, steady breathing.

Liu Qingxin took a group of monks and arched his hand in the direction of Shen Qingyi.

"Leave the rest to us old things!"

At the moment when the small world of fallen gods was completely hidden, Liu Da looked at Shen Qingyi, who was picked up by She Zijiang, and couldn't help but worry.

Is it hurt?

Jiao Changbai patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, we also have monks in the Scattered Immortal Alliance, and we will inquire about the news later."

Liu Dalai nodded.

Now Shen Qingyi and they are in the small realm of fallen gods, it should not be the realm of gods and demons, and some things can't be involved.

But looking at the posture of the Yu family, it is recognized that Shen Qingyi is a bloodliner.

Once out of the realm of gods and demons...... Liu Dalai didn't know what the Yu family would do.

But at present, everyone is involved in interests, and the most concerned is the distribution of interests.

Yunze Continent

Looking at the disappearing Demon Abyss, the monk was a little stunned.

"That...... Fallen Demon Abyss, gone? ”

Fengbei's face was pale, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, just wait for the news!

Return to the Meteorite Realm

The aura of the formation gradually subsided, and Si Qing in the formation finally didn't hold back, but fainted.

Huo Shen's face was also a little pale, and he hurriedly held up Si Qing and fed a pill.

After ensuring that Si Qing was only caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power and the extreme weakness of his divine sense, Huo Shen was relieved.