Qing Yao urged the power of the whole body, the hand of the heavens struck, the eye of the years was activated, and the end of the world was stepped out.

The three supernatural powers are hard to resist the three holy arts.

After a blow, the heavens and the earth seemed to fall into gray, and the heavenly boat was swept away by this terrifying force for 100,000 miles.

Xiao Yi, Chu Liuli, and Liu Yongfei tried their best to inject their strength into the Tianzhou and open the Tianzhou defense array, so that they could barely resist the aftermath.

Rao was like this, and the three of them were also shocked and vomited blood.

When the fluctuations subsided, everyone looked towards the battlefield.

Qing Yao's white clothes were stained with blood, her breath was low, and she was half-kneeling on the void.

She was already badly wounded and unable to fight again.

Liu Xuan raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of incredulity.

He was struck by a saint!

His eyes were so cold that he could freeze people, and he approached Qing Yao step by step, his tone was cold.

"You are indeed against the sky, but unfortunately the gap between the two great realms cannot be crossed after all, and everything should be over."

Raising his hand, he slapped it towards Qing Yao with one palm.

At this moment, a white-clothed figure landed in front of Qing Yao, stretched out his arms, and protected her behind him.

Looking at the woman in white, Liu Xuan's face changed and he hurriedly stopped.

He breathed heavily and looked at Liu Yongfei in disbelief.

Liu Yongfei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that she had made the right bet.

Liu Yongfei's eyebrows showed a prohibition, and his tone was full of threat:

"Let them go, I'll go with you, otherwise I will urge the ban and destroy your souls, and your plan to use me to sacrifice and resurrect the ancestors will come to naught."

Listening to Liu Yongfei's words, the Saint King's face was cloudy.

Previously, they had sacrificed millions of disciples, but in the end, they only revived a wisp of true god's breath.

If you want to truly revive the true god, you must be the blood of the ancestor, the closest to the blood of the true god.

In the hundreds of thousands of years of the Liu family, for the first time, there was a disciple of blood atavism.

Her appearance made the breath of the true gods restless, and gave them the only chance to completely revive their ancestors.

If she dies, it remains to be seen whether a second will be born in the future.

Liu Xuan's tone was cold, and his deep voice was like a hell devil.

"Are you threatening this Holy King?"

Liu Yongfei chuckled lightly and turned to look at Qing Yao.

She turned her back to the Holy King, not at all worried about his sneak attack.

That prohibition could be triggered by a single thought, and she knew that, as a holy king, it was impossible not to know this.

She helped Qing Yao up, and said in a sad tone:

"I don't have time to say goodbye to him, Qing Yao, after he wakes up, don't tell him the truth, the Liu family has a lot of power in the Heavenly Desolate Continent, and he can't beat it."

Watching Qing Yao open her mouth, she wanted to say something.

Liu Yongfei stretched out his fingers and blocked her lips.

"It's worth it to exchange me for millions of people in Da Chu, and besides, Senior Brother Zhou, he is still waiting for you to protect him for thirteen years."

Qing Yao looked at the heavenly boat that was staggering 100,000 miles away, and fell into silence.

Choosing between Zhou Qiankun and Liu Yongfei, she can only choose Zhou Qiankun after all.

Liu Yongfei smiled and said with some regret: "It's just that I don't have a chance to see the end of the Spirit Desolation Realm anymore, I believe you can definitely go to the Spirit Desolation Realm, and when the time comes, show me the end of the world." ”

Qing Yao bit her lip, closed her eyes, and nodded.

"I will, I will show you the end of the Spirit Desolation Realm, and the vastness of the Three Thousand Realms."

Liu Yongfei was stunned.

Three Thousand Realms?

She hadn't heard of it.

But she knew it had to be something more beautiful.

Then, he turned to look at the Holy King, and his tone was flat.

"Qing Yao can also urge the artifact to solve the weapon, if you want to die with her, I won't stop you, but I can't bring me back, I bet that the ancestor will sacrifice all of your third main vein to the ancestor, do you dare to bet?"

Liu Yongfei's words made Liu Xuan and the three great sages turn pale.

They knew the ancestor's temper too well.

If they failed, the entire Third Main Lineage would be worthless to that Ancestor.

What has no value ends up as a sacrifice to the resurrected true God, just like those branches.

Liu Xuan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he looked at Qing Yao with hesitation in his eyes.

After a long time, Liu Xuan made a decision.

"Okay, this holy king agrees to your request."

Between the future destruction of the Liu clan and the preservation of the third main vein in the present, he chose the present.

If Qing Yao really rises in the future and pulls the entire Liu clan along, it is much better than his third main vein going on the road alone.

The three great saints looked at the artifact and the heavenly boat regretfully, and turned around and stepped on the divine boat.

Liu Yongfei smiled relievedly and flew towards the Void Divine Boat.

The eternal flying kite finally broke its wings at this moment.

At the speed of the Void Divine Boat, at most twenty years, you can return to the Liu Clan.

On the Holy Spirit Continent, it takes three years for Zhou Qiankun to wake up, and ten years to recuperate.

It takes a hundred years to hurry.

No one could save the kite with its broken wings, and she finally landed in the distance of fate.

The moment Liu Yongfei stepped on the Shenzhou, his heart fell completely silent and cut off his yearning for the distance.

This is the fate of the Liu family's branch, and her ancestors did not escape 10,000 years ago.

Ten thousand years later, she also embarked on this road of no return.

Gently waved his hand to everyone in the Holy Spirit Continent, revealing a desolate smile.

"Goodbye, goodbye."

The Void Shenzhou flew up and sank into the void, taking away a person and a dream.

The monks of the Holy Spirit Continent looked at the empty sky, and their hearts were dull and sad.

Once again, they felt so powerless, and once again they were sacrificed to save themselves.

Qing Yao vomited blood in her mouth and fell into the void.

Huo Xi flew in and caught her.

Looking at her gloomy gaze, my heart hurts.

This was the first time it had seen Sister Qing Yao so helpless and desperate.

"I am Qingtian, and I was born to fight to save the common people, but now why can't I defend anyone?"

She muttered to herself, in a sad tone.

"When the gods came, I could only watch them fight desperately, fall one by one, and could do nothing, and in the end, I could only watch my lover kill until they fell asleep."

"And now, I still can't defend her, and I need her to sacrifice herself to protect me."

Qing Yao laughed miserably, thinking of the last entrustment of those immortal Dao powerhouses in Yaochi.

"Is it really worth Yao Chi to entrust the fate of the entire Spirit Desolation Realm to me?"

She was silent, she didn't know, could she really accomplish that mission?

Huo Xi just listened, it couldn't know what Qing Yao was carrying.

She didn't say anything, she just took it alone.

The only thing it could do was to use its back to tell her that Huo Xi was always by her side and supported her.

Between heaven and earth, some people sighed leisurely.

Pastor Chen looked up at the sky, and under the black robe, there was endless melancholy.

"This is the price of growth, it is very heavy, but it is also the most precious, Qing Yao, this is a heart calamity, I can't help you, whether you can get out or not, you can only rely on yourself."

The figure of the priest vanished, as if it had never appeared.