The moment the four giant swords exploded, the entire heaven and earth fell silent, and the powerful and peerless power rippled the stormy waves, and everywhere they passed, countless people with frightened eyes were instantly turned into ice sculptures and exploded.

All voices were drowned out, and everyone's movements became extremely slow.

Zhao Fuyi and Mo Ping opened their eyes wide and fought desperately, but two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

Zhuge Zi should do his best to control all the armor around him, and build up in front of him one by one.

Xie Jingshan's swords overlapped, his eyes burst with bloodshots, and he tried his best to protect Xie Tianbao, who was paralyzed, and when he was engulfed by the cold ice, his shoulders sank.

Xing Huozi's eyes were frightened, and he gritted his teeth and rushed through the crack in the ice wall, taking the first step to escape.

Shi Yuming stepped on the ground and stood tall, like an insurmountable mountain.

The elder brother Wu Chao protected his younger brother Wu Yang, Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei stood firmly on Pei Shengyue's side, Pei Shengyue pushed Jiang Ling'er through the crack that was about to close, and the horizontal knife was in front.

Feng Zhuxin and Zuo Qiu He smiled sadly, their hands clasped together, their respective natal spirit weapons vibrated and buzzed, and sound waves and ink ripples protected everyone around.

The demons who had already escaped from the big array and fled to the distance felt movement behind them, and the deer spirit stopped and looked back.

A figure with a chilling sword aura rushed past him and rushed towards the battlefield without hesitation.

It's a pity that it's too late......

Rumble!

The ice-blue waves swept thousands of miles, and four majestic pillars of light rushed straight into the nine skies, and the sky and the earth were shattered and rolled at the same time, and a wave of waves raged and crushed the surroundings.

The entire Great Wilderness made an overwhelming sound of collapse, and it was torn apart, and it was difficult to recover.

Lu Nanzhi was slammed into the air by Yu Wei, but fortunately, a flash of blue light erupted from the sword box behind her, protecting her in time.

By the time she got up, the sky was full of ice crystals, and the frozen East China Sea had become a floating island of the void, surrounded by broken wilderness land and sky, constantly crumbling and annihilating.

The Void Storm roared, making a ghost cry, and Lu Nanzhi leaned forward, moving in the direction of the battlefield with difficulty against the strong wind.

"Ahhh

The cries of grief resounded through the devastated ice fields, frozen flesh and limbs everywhere, and everywhere there were monks who had survived the catastrophe and saw the tragic death of their companions.

Originally, there were more than 100 god-transforming monks, but at this moment, there were only a dozen or so people who could still move.

In the scorched earth that had been burned by the flames, Zhao Fuyi, who was half covered in blood, woke up faintly, his ears were sharp, and he was dizzy.

Wen Miao, who was unconscious on her stomach, half of her body froze into ice, and her back was blurred with flesh and blood, and it was full of sharp ice spikes.

Zhao Fuyi sat up with Wen Miao in his arms, and saw that only half of the chessboard belonging to Mo Ping was left, and there was no trace of the fire everywhere, but the place was scorched and black mixed with blood, which meant that it was ......

"Senior Brother Canghuo, Senior Brother Mo Ping......"

Zhao Fuyi burst into tears, trembling uncontrollably.

Not far away, the surviving monks of the Zhuge family hugged the cold bodies of Zhuge Ziying and another senior brother, crying in pain.

"Grandfather !!"

Xie Jingshan was full of embarrassment, kneeling beside a piece of ice slag and crying, and in that piece of ice slag, there was half of Xie Tianbao's face with a kind smile.

Shi Yuming, who was already ready to die, opened his eyes, and when he found that he was still alive, he was stunned, surrounded by terrible cries, he stood up blankly, blood dripping down his cheeks.

At his feet are the Qin and the pen that have lost their luster and are crawling with frost.

Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei were seriously injured and unconscious, but they still had breath.

Wu Chao hugged Wu Yang's silent corpse, crying and scolding, "I am a brother, you are a brother, if you want to die, it should be the death of me, a brother, you fool, fool ......"

Pei Shengyue was covered in blood and tears on her face, crawled from outside the formation, and staggered to Jiang Ling'er, who had changed positions with her.

"Jiang Ling'er, didn't you promise me that you would never do this kind of life-for-life thing again, did you promise me!!"

Jiang Ling'er weakly pulled the corners of her mouth at Pei Shengyue, "I'...... Forgot about ...... Next time...... Really...... next time It really won't ...... ......"

Jiang Ling'er was soft and completely out of breath.

"Ling'er, wake up, don't leave me alone, don't leave me, please don't die, don't die......"

Pei Shengyue hugged Jiang Ling'er tightly and cried in pain.

Shi Yuming's heart was sore, his eyes were red and he wanted to go over to comfort, but suddenly stepped on something, he looked down and saw that it was actually Xing Huozi's chaotic astrolabe, at this time only one-third of it was broken, and there was a little faint aura on it.

Shi Yuming remembered that Xing Huozi had already run away, and no matter what happened before, he was always the first to escape.

Shi Yuming half-knelt down and picked up the broken chaotic astrolabe, on which there was still a little bit of Xing Huozi's Yuan Shen, and made a faint sound.

"My hexagram is true...... Accurately......"

The last bit of aura on the chaotic astrolabe dissipated with the sound, Shi Yuming's nose was pantothenic, and he finally remembered that at the last moment, the light and shadow of the chaotic astrolabe appeared under everyone's feet.

It was Xing Huozi, who desperately saved most of the people.

Shi Yuming sat on his knees holding the fragments of the chaotic astrolabe, his head bowed, his shoulders shrugged violently, and he cried silently.

Lu Nanzhi rushed to Zhao Fuyi's side, knelt on the ground, and picked up half a piece of jade slip from the scorched black ruins, and there was half a word 'secret' on it, which was clearly a thing of Canghuo.

Seeing Zhao Fuyi forcibly suppress the grief in his heart, feed Wen Miao the pill, and staggered up to carry it behind him, Lu Nanzhi's heart was like a knife, and hot tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

What the hell is all this for?!

For the first time in her life, she seriously thought about this question, even if the Lu clan was destroyed in the past, she was saddened, but she only felt relieved and relaxed, and later practiced, she has always been alone, leaving only a place for a few people in her heart.

Even if the war between humans and demons involves her, she will never be embarrassed and kidnap herself, she still feels that it is none of her business, no matter the storm, she only recognizes the peak of kendo and moves forward.

But at this moment, seeing so many relatives and friends of the division commander dying, because of the battle between the human and demon races, Lu Nanzhi could no longer put himself out of the matter, and looked at it coldly.

How innocent they were, and what did they do wrong to endure all this!

Lu Nanzhi couldn't help hating herself, feeling that she was incompetent and useless, she could have done something to stop this, but she thought too much, looked ahead, and finally did nothing!

The strong sense of guilt made Lu Nanzhi's heart twist like a knife, her fists clenched, and a crazy thought could not be suppressed and took root in her heart, wanting to break through the ground.

Zhao Fuyi forced her tears, her clothes were tattered, and she was full of embarrassment, she swept Wen Miao on her back and glanced at Lu Nanzhi, who was kneeling on the ground, facing the wind and thunder, and looked firmly at the ruins in the east.

"I don't have time to cry for you here, I still have the strength to stand up, only by escaping can I live up to their desperate rescue! Only when people live can there be hope! ”

After speaking, Zhao Fuyi tried his best to set up the escape, and continued to move forward with Wen Miao on his back.

The momentum on Zhao Fuyi's body affected everyone around him, Pei Shengyue also carried Jiang Ling'er, Shi Yuming stuffed the fragments of the chaotic astrolabe into his arms, carried Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei, and forcibly pulled Wu Chao away.

Lu Nanzhi wiped away his tears and went over to pull up Xie Jingshan and the monks of the Zhuge family.

The other few who survived forced their grief, got up again, and continued to flee in the direction of the ruins.

In mid-air, Luo, who was seriously injured, looked at the tragic situation below and let out a hearty laugh.

Angry and grief-stricken, Xuanji and the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox struck again, killing Luo together.

Luo straightened his back, stood straight, the ice armor on his body was broken, the magic horn was broken, his eyes still contained the pride of the king, he stepped forward, and resolutely met Xuanji and the nine-tailed sky fox.

Just ask, and we will all end up together!

Rumble!

The earth-shattering roar once again set off a storm and waves, and the exhausted man did not look back again.

The deer spirit led the way, and the demons supported them, and they resolutely rushed to the ruins.

When the entire Great Wilderness collapsed to the point that only a hundred miles of ruins remained, floating in the void like an isolated island.

The deer spirit ran so fast that he almost fell into the abyss of ruins, and he kicked the gravel off and smashed into the darkness.

At this moment, a heart-pounding white light suddenly rose from the bottomless ravine.

At the bottom of the ruins, countless white rays of light intertwined and intertwined, forming a fist-sized vortex, and gradually expanding, opening a way for everyone to survive.

It's a pity that when the path of life was not fully opened, a mutation protruded, and one by one Wuwen returned to the bottom of the ruins lit up in the darkness, rushing into the whirlpool with strong force.

The whirlpool violently oscillates, and it may burst at any time!

This is an arrangement that Wei made long before his accident, he and Luo don't like each other, but in the matter of suppressing the two clans, they will always be the same!