Before the people whose eyes were stabbed by the sword light were closed, the terrifying power emitted by the Emperor's Sword had already been eliminated by Feng Jiuchen.

When everyone opened their eyes again, what they saw was the Babel Tower sub-pagoda that was broken in half from the middle, the spiritual energy was constantly leaking out, and there was no longer much spirituality, and the holy war platform and the ground where a deep ravine appeared in the middle.

Everyone opened their mouths wide in shock, and for a moment, they all lost their voices in an instant.

The Holy War Bench is also an artifact.

It is an artifact that has existed in Sifang City since the first generation of the city lord of Sifang City.

It is one of the two treasures of the Sifang City.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless Tianjiao and famous powerhouses who have fought on the holy war platform.

But there has never been a time when the Holy War Platform has been split like today.

However, the sub-towers of the Connected Heavenly Tower have been split in half, so it seems that there is nothing strange that the Holy War Platform has been split in half.

Intellectually, everyone has accepted this, but emotionally, it is still difficult to accept.

After all, it was too shocking, too unbelievable.

At this time.

"Puff ......" was countered by the Babel Tower, and Ji Xuan, who had been suppressed by the Heaven Ruler, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he fell down like gold paper, unconscious.

His fall finally brought everyone to their senses.

"Mr. Night...... What a god-like character! ”

Everyone was already numb from the Eastern Regions, shocked by the sound of night dyeing.

"The sword...... It must be an artifact! ”

At this time, there were also many people looking at the Imperial Maiden Sword that was now unsheathed, suspended in the void, and flying towards the night dyeing sound.

That sword exuded an extremely extraordinary kingly might, so that people with low cultivation did not dare to look at it directly.

In the audience, everyone was discussing wildly.

Ye Dyeyin, who was still standing on the holy war platform, looked very calm.

She reached out and took the Imperial Maiden's sword that had fallen into her hand.

She tapped the scabbard lightly with her fingers, so that the Imperial Maiden Sword, which was excited to continuously transmit divine thoughts into her mind, was quiet.

The emperor's sword has a spirit, but this guy was asleep before, and he was also very lazy, and he didn't wake up until today, and he found that the outside world had changed greatly, so he was very excited to come out.

It didn't take the night to dye it and didn't release it immediately at this time.

She put the Emperor's Sword back into the Emperor's space, and with a movement of her fingers, the transparent silk thread shot towards Ji Xuan in an instant.

Ji Xuan was already unconscious, so he was naturally powerless to resist.

With a slight tug of her fingers, a pool of blood appeared on the Holy War Stage.

Ji Xuan's head and body were separated in an instant, and the dead could no longer die.

In this battle of life and death, Ye Dye Yin easily won after defeating the five major Zhongzhou Tianjiao and destroying the Tongtian Tower.

It all seems complicated, but it happens in a blink of an eye.

By the time everyone reacted completely, Ji Xuan was completely out of breath.

Above the seat, the split of the Tower of Babel smashed Elder Huan's head for a moment, which was obviously beyond her expectations.

Therefore, when Ji Xuan was killed, she didn't react.

Until Ye Ran Yin looked up, looked in the direction of the Tower of Babel, looked at her through the void, and asked, "I won this battle, right?" Then she suddenly came to her senses.

Her face changed abruptly, her eyes were very cold and solemn, and she looked at Ye Ran Yin fixedly, and her voice was cold: "Mr. Night, what a Mr. Night, using the artifact, don't you think you are invincible?" ”

"It's ridiculous." Shen Canglang was never afraid of death at such a time: "When Ji Xuan used the Babel Tower before, you didn't have this attitude. ”

"Look for death!"

Elder Huan was already in a depressed mood, and Shen Canglang still provoked her like this, she immediately stopped being patient, and waved her hand and hit Shen Canglang with a streamer.

She is the soul of the gods, her cultivation is strong, and the soul of the gods is also very strong.

The distance between the two was too close, and Shen Canglang couldn't react at all.

But......

Boom!

That attack, as soon as it arrived in front of Shen Canglang, was dispersed by a sword aura.

At the same time, the sword young merchant dressed in white stood in front of Shen Canglang with a cold expression.

And Jian Shaoshang's sword qi exploded after colliding with Elder Huan's attack, affecting everyone around him, and everyone took action to defend.

Lou Junyu, the young city lord of Sifang City, frowned and looked at Elder Huan: "Babel Tower and Elder Huan, this can't afford to lose?" ”

Below, standing on the Holy War platform, Ye Dye Yin naturally saw the situation here, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as her body moved, she arrived at the place where everyone in the void was sitting.

As soon as he arrived, he saw that Elder Huan looked unkind and said: "Regardless of the previous life-and-death battle for the time being, now, the Sifang City is in decline, and it is the weakest existence among the six major forces in Zhongzhou, Lou Junyu, Mo Fei, do you really think that the people who came out of your Sifang City are really qualified to be the co-masters of Zhongzhou and be recognized?" ”

Night Dye chuckled.

Brush brush brush.

The eyes of everyone around fell on her.

At this time, even the ordinary audience sitting below woke up from the shock that Ye Dye Yin could easily crush Ji Xuan, and looked at the top of the void seat.

They were also clearly aware of the tension between the bigwigs at the top, and they couldn't help but feel something strange in their hearts.

Obviously, although the previous life-and-death battle between Ye Dye Yin and Ji Xuan, Ye Dye Yin won.

However, it seems that the Tower of Babel does not intend to abide by the agreement and admit the identity of the co-owner of the night dye, and even, with it, even the entire Sifang City is not looked down upon.

"If I'm not qualified, who does Elder Huan think is qualified? Ji Xuan who is already dead? Nightshade asked rhetorically.

Elder Huan gritted his teeth and looked at her fixedly: "Ye Dyeyin, you, very good." ”

"Mr. Night is naturally good to win the battle of life and death." The deputy pavilion master of the Sword Trial Pavilion opened his mouth to take a stand.

Before the battle of life and death, he made his position clear, as long as Ye Dye Yin could win, he and the Sword Trial Pavilion would unswervingly stand on the side of Ye Dye Yin and Sifang City.

"Sifang City, Test Sword Pavilion ......" Elder Huan's expression gradually calmed down, she opened her gaze on Ye Dyyin, her voice was arrogant and contemptuous, and she glanced at everyone: "Anyone else who wants to nominate her as the co-master, can stand up together." ”

The people of the other forces looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

Seeing this, Elder Huan sneered: "It seems that there are no other forces, but unfortunately, Sifang City and the Sword Trial Pavilion are probably not qualified to decide the situation in Zhongzhou and the Lingwu Continent." ”

"Sifang City and Trial Sword Pavilion are not qualified enough, so, who do you think is qualified to decide the future of Zhongzhou?" Ye Zhuyi, who was sitting not far behind Lou Junyu, had an idle tone, and asked Elder Huan in a tone that was more arrogant and contemptuous than Elder Huan.

Elder Huan was not angry, and a smile appeared on his pure and beautiful face with a sense of charm: "Since I have come here, then, naturally, I am the most qualified person to decide the pattern of Zhongzhou." ”

"You? Elder Huan, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet. ”

"Huh." Elder Huan snorted lightly and slowly got up, the uniform robe of the Tower of Babel was worn on her, which had a special charm.

She glanced around, her snow-white chin raised slightly, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Everyone present, it's too late to choose to surrender now, otherwise it will be too late for you to regret it for a while." ”

As she spoke, her arm raised slightly.