In tonight's battle, Ye Hongyu first fought the ** sea, then fought the sect, and finally shot at the middle-aged Taoist, this choice is very arrogant, even if she is the habitually arrogant Ye Hongyu - because those three people are too strong, so strong that she has no certainty of defeating one of them, this arrogance can't help but seem a little ridiculous, a little desperate.

But who is Ye Hongyu? How could she do something ridiculous? She doesn't know how to write the word despair, so what is the purpose of her three strikes?

Yes, from the beginning to the present, her goal has never changed! She has never thought about escaping, she has never thought about leaving the Temple of Judgment at all! Instead of escaping, she has to catch the middle-aged Taoist!

She wants to exchange the life of a middle-aged Taoist for a life! There is no doubt that this is a very arrogant idea, and it can even be said to be a gamble. But she did it because she risked her life, because she wanted that life!

Because, she has a cage.

In tonight's battle, she has no time, because Haotian has abandoned her, she has no one to with, because the Lord has abandoned her, but she has a good location.

The right place is where the feet stand.

She was now standing on a smooth stone slab.

She was in the Temple of Judgment.

She is the verdict.

Tonight, she turned this temple of slaughter into a cage.

Fan Cage is no longer just the most powerful Dao method of the Judgment Temple.

It became a real prison.

The previous generation ruled on the throne, standing wood as a fence, and used a fan cage to lock up the previous generation of light throne for more than ten years.

Tonight, she will also lock up the middle-aged Taoist and suppress him.

The middle-aged Taoist looked solemn, and the world's stream god fingers were like mud cows entering the sea, he closed his fingers, and then brushed out with a sleeve, and the pure and sincere Daomen authentic Xuangong fell on the light curtain.

The curtain of light rose from the ground, stained with mottled blood, and it was the body of Fan Cage.

The sleeves are like hammers. In the air of the Temple of Judgment, several thunderous thunders were smashed, but they could not shake the light curtain in the slightest.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged Taoist's expression became more and more heavy.

**Haihe's face was even more difficult to see, and it swept at high speed.

They finally knew Ye Hongyu's arrangement, so naturally they couldn't let her succeed. It must be broken before the real body of the fan cage is formed, if she is really allowed to put the middle-aged Taoist in the fan cage, the outcome tonight is unpredictable.

Xiong Chumo's chest and abdomen were deep, and the thunder came out slowly, that majestic power. It came from outside the sky, fell on his body, and then came out with the thunder, bombarding the Fan Cage array!

** The sea followed, his expression was solemn, and his palms were soft, and Haotian Shenhui burned violently again, as if to melt the fan cage that started at the bottom of the hall.

The middle-aged Daoist in the Fan Cage Formation naturally would not be restrained. He glanced at the night dome with a solemn expression, and the hands that had withdrawn the Tianxia Xi Divine Finger changed into several shapes in front of him, fanning like butterflies!

Three unimaginably powerful powers, presented in three completely different forms, almost completely at the same time, fell on Ye Hongyu's body and on the Fan Cage Formation.

Countless lights came, instantly illuminating every corner of the Temple of Judgment. The faintest light of the Fan Cage Array shone clearly, and there seemed to be countless more suns in the night hall.

At its peak, the light was the darkness, which blinded both eyes, and neither Ye Hongyu, who was in the center of the light, nor the other three people, could no longer see anything. Can only be perceived.

The wounds on Ye Hongyu**'s body became more and more numerous, denser and denser, and the blood was getting faster and faster, and her face was expressionless. Quietly looked at the middle-aged Taoist in the cage, although he couldn't see it, he still stared.

Blood trickled to the ground, flowing down the cracks in the ground, awakening the spirit that had been hidden for countless years in the Temple of Judgment, and the Fan Cage Array, which had been attacked by a combined force, was not broken, but became stronger and stronger.

At a certain moment, in the depths of the glorious light, a solemn cry seemed to sound.

Fan cage array, final.

She finally succeeded in turning this temple of judgment into a cage, trapping the most powerful enemy and protecting herself, or this was also a kind of self-trapping, but she was willing.

At that moment, the middle-aged Taoist withdrew his butterfly hand, slowly raised his head, the light gradually dimmed, he saw clearly Ye Hongyu covered in blood, and then two blood streams flowed out of his eyes.

In just an instant, he was extremely seriously injured under the suppression of the Fan Cage Array.

But he remained calm.

The leaf red fish is also very calm.

Her upper body is not wearing an inch, and her beautiful curves are unconcealed to let the night dome, let the moon and stars in the night dome, and let the people in the night hall look at it, revealing everything, but her expression is very calm.

She let go of the hilt of her sword - from the beginning to the present, her Dao sword had made two blows, and it had not hurt Xiong Chumo and the middle-aged Daoist at all, and now, she no longer needed to draw her sword.

Xiong Chumo and **Hai stopped.

Because the cage has been completed, as long as she moves, the middle-aged Taoist will die.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ye Hongyu quietly through the killing light curtain, and was silent for a long time, his expression was a little complicated, some admired, some dignified, and some pity.

"It doesn't make sense. He said.

Ye Hongyu said: "Xiong Chumo and ** Hai are just two dogs, if they take their lives, it naturally makes no sense, but Uncle Shi ...... You are different, and the Lord will want you to live. ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at her and said with pity: "Even so, it's too late now, Longqing should have already done it in the Song Kingdom, even if the Lord has mercy and wants me to live, it no longer makes sense." ”

Hearing this, Ye Hongyu was silent.

"And...... You can't keep me in my place. ”

The middle-aged Taoist put his hand into his arms, looked at her and said with emotion: "So, there is no point. ”

Ye Hongyu looked at his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You can't break the cage." ”

"When Wei Guangming rebelled from Taoshan, he once said, I have a bright heart, how can I be trapped in the cage? I am not as strong as the old man Guangming, your fan cage is more powerful than the previous ruling, but you still can't trap me. ”

When the middle-aged Taoist's hand reappeared, he had an extra book in his hand.

I don't know what material the book is made of, in such a terrifying battle, it was not crushed by the aura hedge, and it was impossible to see the old and the new, faintly revealing a subtle aura.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the book in his hand, a little hesitant and a little regretful.

Ye Hongyu vaguely guessed the origin of this book, and his expression changed suddenly.

"After being in the cage for a long time, I can return to nature. ”

The middle-aged Taoist finally made up his mind and groaned slowly.

As he chanted, the book in his hand. also slowly opened a page.

The first page of the book was opened, and the page burned to ashes in an instant.

A majestic force, very similar to the power of the Apocalypse, burst out from the disappearing page of paper and bombarded the Fan Cage Formation, but it was more real than the Apocalypse!

There was a loud bang, and the Fan Cage Array trembled slightly.

Look at this scene. Perceiving the magical power in that book, Ye Hongyu knew that his guess was indeed true, his expression changed drastically, and he said coldly: "You dare to use the Book of Heaven as a weapon!"

Yes, the book in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist is a book from heaven!

The book of heaven is written in the word!

A page falls, and the world is shocked!

Not to mention the cage?

Ye Hongyu stretched out his arms. The ruling robe danced without the wind, and the black hair like a waterfall also danced wildly!

She actually wants to use the cage of the Judgment Temple to resist the Book of Heaven!

The middle-aged Daoist's expression was extremely solemn, because he found that one page of the Heavenly Book was not enough to break through this cage.

So, the Book of Heaven continued to burn!

Falling volume. Page by page fell, and when it landed, it was reduced to ashes.

It was as if the most primordial power of the inexhaustible amount was unleashed and attacked in all directions towards the Night Temple!

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the scroll of the Book of Heaven, which became thinner and thinner in his hand, and his expression became more and more painful.

Daomen disciples, who can be willing to destroy the Book of Heaven with their own hands?

The battle between Fan Cage and Tianshu. It's still going on.

Page after page of the scroll burned, the Temple of Judgment trembled, and countless tiny cracks appeared in the stone walls, and gravel fell as if it were about to be earthquaked.

The battle has entered the most terrifying moment at this point, and it was previously intimidated by the Sect Apocalypse, and at this time, there was such a big movement. The people on Momoyama were finally awakened.

Tens of thousands of priests and deacons stood on the peaks of the mountains, in front of the Taoist halls, looking at the black temple on the side of the cliff. Watching the temple crumble under the night dome, his face was extremely pale.

People panicked, people were speechless, people were confused, they didn't know what to do.

With a loud bang, the southeast corner of the ruling temple collapsed!

Countless gravels shot up, and the peach branches in the col below the mountainside were broken, and countless priests and deacons fell to their knees crying bitterly, not daring to raise their heads or make a sound.

In the Temple of Judgment, smoke and dust filled the air.

Xiong Chumo stood outside the battlefield, his expression extremely complicated.

This is the battle between the Heavenly Book Scroll and the Judgment Temple, this is the epitome of the battle between Haotian and Daomen, even with his strength, it is difficult to join this level of battle.

It seems like a long time, but it's actually very short.

The Book of Heaven fell into the scroll, and in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist, about half of the pages were burned.

The Fan cage array was finally broken.

The Temple of Judgment looks like it will collapse in the next moment.

Ye Hongyu was forcibly shaken back to the Moyu Divine Throne by the power of the Book of Heaven.

Her face was pale, but her expression was still so indifferent.

There was a long silence in the Temple of Judgment.

Whether it was a middle-aged Taoist, or Xiong Chumo or ** Hai, they didn't speak, looking at the woman covered in blood next to the Moyu Divine Throne, they felt respect, or they were a little afraid.

Almost, just a little.

In the face of such a powerful sniper lineup of the Daomen, the young Ruling Grand Priest was only a little short of being able to reverse the situation, and even let the whole situation be introduced into her thoughts.

If the middle-aged Taoist did not hold the scroll of the Book of Heaven. If he hadn't received the order of the Lord and used the Book of Heaven as a weapon of the Dao Gate by means that bordered on blasphemy, then Ye Hongyu might really have won.

Now she is defeated, she is really defeated, but she is facing such a strong enemy, and finally forcing the opponent's hole cards to the fullest, and destroying half of the Heavenly Book of Daomen Treasure, she has enough qualifications to be proud and respected.

It's a pity that I still didn't win.

Ye Hongyu's face turned pale, not because she was seriously injured, not because she was afraid of impending death, but because she knew that if she was defeated, then Ye Su would die.

All her purpose tonight was to capture the middle-aged Taoist and exchange Ye Su's life.

The middle-aged Taoist said that it didn't make sense, but she still had to do it, because Ye Su, her brother, was all the meaning of her life for her since many years ago.

With a pious expression, the middle-aged Taoist put the Heavenly Book Scroll back into his arms, then looked at Ye Hongyu and said very sincerely: "You are very beautiful and powerful. ”

Ye Hongyu said expressionlessly: "I know." ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at her, looking at the stubbornness in the deepest part of her heart, as if she saw the little girl who liked to climb trees and bully Chen Pipi when she was a child, and pity gradually grew.

"It's a pity that you have to die. ”

The rulings of the temple collapsed, Ye Hongyu was seriously injured, and she had no other way.

The middle-aged Taoist, Xiong Chumo and ** Hai still looked at her, standing in the three corners.

If she is defeated, she can only die, because the Daomen did not leave her a way.

She stood beside the Moyu Divine Throne, and behind her was the endless abyss cliff, which may be a road, but not a living road.

At this moment, she suddenly laughed, her laughter was full of anger and unwillingness, and she looked a little crazy.

She and Ye Su's brother and sister have worked hard for Daomen for many years, and they will eventually die.

She was unwilling, she tried her best to do it, but she couldn't get it back.

But will she accept her fate? No, people like her and Ning Que, on the surface, may have extremely pious beliefs, such as Haotian, such as the academy, but in fact, they will always only believe in themselves.

Even Haotian couldn't detect this, and even the master couldn't see through it.

Her laughter was cold, cold, like a sharp Dao sword, frozen by the ice of the snow sea for countless thousands of years, and then it was pulled up and echoed in the Temple of Judgment, as if slashing in all directions.

The next moment, she stopped laughing and said, "I want to live." ”

Xiong Chumo looked at her mocking and said, "Or, you can try to beg me." ”

Ye Hongyu ignored him and repeated calmly: "I want to live." ”

The middle-aged Taoist said, "You can't live. ”

If the Guan Lord is determined to kill Ye Su and destroy Miè Protestantism, then she will inevitably die, especially after tonight, if she lives, then Xiong Chumo will die, and Daomen will fall into the sea of fire.

Ye Hongyu said: "I will live." ”

She spoke calmly, because it wasn't begging, it wasn't pleading, it was just a notice.

She sued these powerful people, sued the Lord, and if she wanted to live, she would live.

Blood flowed on her ** body, flowing through the delicate collarbone, wonderful breasts, and into the charming navel, as if on a perfect body, she had completed a life without regrets.

"I didn't leave before, because I wanted to do something, but now it seems that I didn't succeed, Ye Su will probably die, then I will naturally leave, do you think you can keep me?"

She looked at the middle-aged Taoist and said indifferently: "Half a book of heaven, it can't kill me." ”

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, feeling that there seemed to be something wrong.

Xiong Chumo looked at her and said, "How can you leave?"

He pointed to the cliff behind her, and said sarcastically: "Ning Que jumped down back then, Haotian also jumped, or do you want to jump too?" Do you think you can survive?"

The cliff of Peach Mountain, high and far into the clouds, the most terrifying thing is the formation hidden inside, as well as the unimaginable dangers at the bottom of the abyss, even Wei Guangming never dared to leave like this back then.

Ning Que jumped down and didn't die, it was because Haotian also jumped down.

No matter how strong Ye Hongyu is, it is not Haotian.

If she jumps from here, she will surely die.

The Temple of Judgment is quiet, and the snow on the terrace reflects the moon, which is very beautiful.

Ye Hongyu looked at Xiong Chumo and sneered slightly.

She turned and walked to the terrace.

Blood flowed all the way, and the snow melted when it touched the blood on her bare feet.

Came to the terrace, leaned on the railing for a moment, and then she plunged down.