"Nine Heavens, Heavenly Offerings!"

The sound of Jiao shouting came out of Wang Yiyue's mouth, blending with the ancient chanting in the Nine Dragons Tianfengqin, spreading in the sky, covering a radius, I don't know how many miles, I only know that it has spread to the distant sky!

The heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, dim and gloomy, like the apocalyptic image formed by the collapse of the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

The black layer of the Void Sky Dome pressed down, and all the power was centered on Zhang Yan, and he immediately felt a dullness in his heart, like a thousand zhang divine mountain pressing on his heart, and his breathing and heartbeat became slow and weak.

'Heavenly Sacrifice' is the eighth of the ninefold holy power, with the heavens as a sacrifice, the achievement of destroying the divine power, its power can be called peerless, ordinary seventh-order Xuan Saint Realm powerhouses do not dare to collide with it, so they have to avoid its edge.

"I didn't expect her to cultivate to the eighth level. Zhang Yan raised his head and stared at the shadow of the yellow dress above the sky, and muttered to himself: "Maybe she has cultivated to the ninth level, and it is a perfect state." If you don't sacrifice a killing move, I'm afraid that you will really lose to her. ”

The sky dome collapsed, dim and dark, and in the depths of the collapsed sky dome, there was a faint wisp of strange holy white light flickering and swimming, as if it was sealed in the darkness, trying to break the seal.

His eyes suddenly froze, Zhang Yan's body slowly rose into the air, the Xuanyi on his body made a fluttering sound under the blowing of the wind, and the purple god thunder surged wildly, condensing into nine huge thunder pillars, like a flying dragon, standing steadily in the void, looking like nine optimus pillars trying to support the collapsed heavenly dome.

Zhang Yan was in the center, and an extremely complex seal in his hand changed, and the vast chaotic qi swept out of his body, covering his entire body, and pouring into the thunder purple net under his feet.

After performing all this, the movements in his hands did not stop there, his hands were folded, like a Buddha pilgrimage, and then slowly opened, and a purple thunder like a small spiritual snake appeared.

Purple Thunder was extremely docile in his hands, and from time to time he would obediently rub one end of Zhang Yan's palm, whether it was from its breath or actions, it did not have the slightest lethality.

But only Zhang Yan understood that in the process of continuously devouring the chaotic qi, the ferocity of the Purple God Thunder Source had reached an extremely mysterious realm, surpassing the extreme, but returning to zero.

He couldn't understand how the Purple God Thunder Source had managed to get to this point, but now, it didn't matter if he understood it or not.

Under the pressure of the heavenly firmament, the holy white light in the depths of darkness became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to break through and destroy everything with terrifying power.

Zhang Yan put the Purple God Thunder Source in front of him, and then the seal in his hand changed, and the nine thick Purple God Thunder Pillars instantly erupted with endless thunder and lightning, rising into the sky with a fierce destructive force, blasting towards the collapsed heavenly dome.

Above the sky, Wang Yiyue's eyebrows were frowned, and her jade fingers flew quickly on the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano was like the chant of the ancient god king, passing through the wilderness and penetrating the void of heaven and earth, and I don't know where it went.

However, in an abrupt moment, the sound of the piano disappeared, Wang Yiyue's dancing jade finger paused, and the middle finger of her right hand pressed lightly on the middle string.

"Heavenly dedication, Doomsday!"

The sound of Jiao shouted as if it came from outside the Nine Heavens, and then I saw two streamers of light quickly flying out of the Nine Dragons Tianfengqin, and the streamers were silent, submerged into the collapsed heavenly dome.

At this time, the nine thunderbolts had already arrived, with a rolling booming sound, rushing into the darkness, piercing through the collapsed heavenly dome, and finally I don't know where to reach the void world!

Suddenly, a circle of invisible energy swept through, stirring up a layer of terrifying ripples in the heavenly dome, and the heavens and the earth suddenly died quiet, and even the rolling thunder sound emitted by the purple divine thunder disappeared.

It's like a silent fall!

The ripples calmed down, but the endless darkness suddenly retracted, and it fell silent, and a holy white light condensed at the extinction point, but in an instant, the nine Optimus Purple Thunder Pillars quickly disintegrated and disintegrated, turning into a purple shimmer in the sky and drifting away.

Seeing this scene, countless strong people stared at each other, and their expressions became particularly calm, this power was so terrifying.

Zhang Yan stared at the holy white light that exuded great power, and his heart chuckled violently, the Purple God Thunder is a god-level existence, even with his current strength, he can't exert one percent of its power, but even so, the Purple God Thunder he casts is also very terrifying, enough to crush all existences.

However, Wang Yiyue's eighth 'Heavenly Sacrifice' Holy Power was able to destroy it instantly, and he was really shocked by such ferocity.

Staring at Wang Yiyue and the holy white light, Zhang Yan exhaled a long breath, and his expression suddenly became heavy.

Of the nine holy powers, the eighth is the 'Heavenly Offering', and the one with the strongest holy power among the nine holy powers is this eighth, not the last ninth!

Because the ninth level is not a holy power, but a realm, its name: withered and unborn!

In the distant ancient times, there were rumors about the Nine Holy Bodies, and one of them spoke of the Nine Heavenly Holy Bodies.

"Nine layers of withering, withering past and present lives, you can't enter reincarnation!"

And the ninth level of 'withering without two lives' is closely connected with the eighth level, and after the 'heavenly offering', 'withering without two lives' will follow one after another, but it is too difficult to comprehend it!

No matter how difficult it is, Zhang Yan understands that Wang Yiyue has already comprehended the realm of 'withering and having no two lives'.

Chaotic Qi swept out, enveloping his body, and began to surge as the seal in Zhang Yan's hand changed.

"Whew!"

The Purple God Thunder Source slowly rose into the air, pointing directly at the Holy White Light.

Wang Yiyue lightly peeled off the jade finger on the string, and the holy white light condensed by the 'Heavenly Offering' immediately turned into a small white streamer and fell, although the white light was thin, but in this void firmament, its light was the most dazzling, even overpowering the Purple God Thunder Source, becoming the most dazzling existence in the world!

In the gaze of countless gazes, the holy white light came into contact with the Purple God Thunder Source, and at that point, the silence swept like a storm, engulfing everything.

The calm purple thunder suddenly turned into a desolate beast, destroying the holy white light that filled the sky. The holy white light occupied half of the sky, suppressing the purple thunder, and the two became a stalemate at this moment!

Outside.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

The sound of the light curtain shattering sounded one after another, and everyone was shocked, the battle between the two in the void actually affected these light curtains, which was really terrifying to the extreme.

In the venue of the Empty City, many elders of the Ten Days took action one after another, and then set up a light curtain the size of half a venue above the square, but the light curtain was still filled with the white light and purple thunder of destruction, and it was impossible to see the battle situation inside.

The two looked at each other, no hostility in their eyes.

With the passage of time, the Purple God Thunder gradually oppressed the Holy White Light and continued to dissipate, and it seemed that in this move, the Purple God Thunder Source had the advantage!

However, Zhang Yan saw that Wang Yiyue suddenly put away the Nine Dragons Tianfengqin, and then moved lightly under her feet, step by step towards the holy white light, and the white light gradually divided on both sides, leaving her a road that was not too wide, and the picture looked extremely weird.

His pupils suddenly froze, and he felt the strange aura change between heaven and earth, and he knew that the latter had already cast 'withered and unanimous'.

"Whether it is my past life or this life, you can't be extinguished!"

Zhang Yan drank softly, and the chaotic qi in his body was like a river bursting its embankment, rushing out wildly, quickly filling the sky, making this void heaven and earth turn into a chaotic world.

Chaos shrouded it, filling every inch of the void, and the purple divine thunder and holy white light slowly dissipated into nothingness.

With a move of his arm, the Purple God Thunder Source turned into a small thunderbolt and returned to his hand, submerging it into the palm of his hand.

"There are no two lives!"

The jade lips opened lightly, and the simple four-character notes sounded, like a graceful and long bell sound, but it was full of endless vicissitudes, intriguing, I don't know whether it sounded in the past life or this life.

The chaotic qi was separated by an invisible force, and Wang Yiyue slowly stepped down and walked towards Zhang Yan step by step.

"The origin of chaos, there is neither a past life nor a present life!"

The voice fell, and the chaotic qi of separation converged again, blocking Wang Yiyue's footsteps, making it difficult for him to move an inch, and he could no longer continue to get close to Zhang Yan!

At this moment, Wang Yiyue's eyes moistened, she was defeated, and she was completely defeated.

But the crystal mist in her eyes was not born for failure, but for her persistence in this life.

"I failed. ”

Wang Yiyue spoke softly, her beautiful eyes staring at Zhang Yan's figure, a smile appeared on the latter's face, and suddenly the mist in her eyes condensed into tears and dripped gently!

The jade hand waved, and a streamer swept towards Zhang Yan, it was the order of the Realm Emperor!

"You didn't lose this battle. Zhang Yan grabbed the Realm Emperor's Decree and spoke.

"Why?"

"Because, your past life and present life have not yet 'withered', and there is an afterlife!"

Hearing this, Wang Yiyue's delicate body trembled, a mist appeared in her eyes, and finally she burst into tears, and the light bloomed over the previous holy white light, which amazed the world.

At this moment, the hearts of the people in the world were relaxed, and many smiles appeared on their faces.

In the venue, the Nine Heavens Holy Lord bowed his head slightly, his eyes full of relief.

"If you can, I think time should go back to the final ring of the Wind Saint Academy, and I will fight Yan Jun, so that you don't have to wake up!"

Wang Yiyue did not say these words, but transmitted them to Zhang Yan.

"Time can't go back, the only thing we can do is live like before!"

"So, we're still friends?"

"If you will, then this is it!"

They looked at each other, then smiled.

"The rest of the battle will be handed over to you. Wang Yiyue spoke softly, then smiled, and the shadow disappeared into this void sky.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Yan stepped out slowly, walked towards the depths of the Qinghai-Tibet Abyss, and finally turned into a streamer phantom and disappeared into the sky.

In the middle of the venue, Wang Yiyue's figure emerged, she didn't say a word, and slowly walked in the direction where the Nine Heavenly Holy Lord was.

"Teacher, I see!"

Hearing this, the Nine Heavenly Saint Lord smiled gently, but he only bowed his head, and did not have half a word out.