The long-standing battle ended in an instant, and both of them were seriously injured, but no one knew what the outcome of this battle was?

After a long time, the two of them returned to the air again, neither of them had the arrogance they had at the beginning, but just looked at each other lightly. The two men looked at each other without saying a word.

The black hole in the sky still hasn't dispersed, still frantically sucking all the energy of this shijie.

After this battle, the color of blood is gone, and the whole sky is back to its former blue.

After a long time, the twelve-winged angel said lightly: "Ziqi, you lost." ”

Ziqi nodded and said, "I lost, I have done my best, I believe, my father will not blame me!" He looked up at the sky, the fiery red sun was still hanging high in the sky, a little dazzling, people had to use their hands to block the sun for the eyes that could not be opened.

Although he lost, there was no trace of loss on his face, on the contrary, he was still very excited.

Ziqi continued, "Everything just now is just a personal grudge between us. You see that the six great arrays under our feet are still running, do you think any of us can stop him out of thin air?"

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the twelve-winged angel, and he said coldly: "Could it be that you, the marshal, don't speak?"

Ziqi said: "I said, everything just now is just our personal grudges, the few seniors you asked for are all in this big array, if you can break the formation, I have nothing to say." ”

The Twelve-Winged Angel snorted coldly and glanced at him. Without looking back, he went straight back to his own formation and shouted, "The power of the Three Realms." For the sake of your mission, I will be rewarded with a thousand gold for the one who kills one. Kill the Ten. Reward the centurion. Whoever kills a hundred people is in the rank of commander. Whoever kills a thousand people, my position as the marshal of the Three Realms will be given to him. All of them are killed hard. Rush!"

As soon as the words fell, the twelve-winged angel himself took the lead in flying out holding the black gold holy sword and killing towards the camp of the human world.

Ziqi shouted: "If you want to be arrogant in my human realm, you are still a little tender, the human realm lineup." Strike!"

In an instant, countless monks from the Four Realms on both sides stood in the formation and slashed towards each other......

Wolf smoke rose everywhere, and drums and trumpets sounded. Gang Qi and magic are intertwined, like a rain of thousands of swords constantly flying in the camps of both sides.

At this moment, a sweet but supreme majestic voice came.

"Stop it!"

At the same time, the nearly 10 million high-level monks below felt that they could not move at all in an instant. And the vitality in the body is not working at all. They go straight from the eighth level. Sages, and even Immortal Dao instantly fell to the realm of ordinary people, which was simply impossible, but it really happened to them.

Except for some ancient forbidden places, after extremely strong resentment and other power suppression, there will be suppression power in those places. However, it is also difficult to cut the level of monks directly to the level of mortals, this kind of difference is really difficult for them to accept.

Now, they are not in the Great Array of Ancients. As soon as a mysterious woman's voice fell, they were already in their current state. If all this was done by the unknown woman. Then this is extremely unfavorable to the invading Three Realms monks.

That is definitely the ruler of this heaven and earth. With a wave of their hand, they can be wiped out. And meddling in the war at this time was definitely premeditated.

Everyone was shocked, they looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

At this time, a ray of light fell from the sky, slowly, accompanied by scattered light petals.

It was a fairy in white who was extremely beautiful, with perfect facial features, and her agar-like skin could be broken by blowing. The black oblique bangs cover the part of the left eye, and the long hair that falls like a waterfall naturally falls down to the waist.

With a dusty temperament, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, it makes people feel awe.

Ninety-nine percent of the tens of millions of monks present did not know this woman who had fallen from heaven. However, there are people who know him.

And among the thousands of people who know him, there are only a few people. One of them, that is Purple Wind.

And this woman is none other than the maid next to Nuwa's queen of heaven, and she is also one of her angels. This time, after the Battle of the Ancients took place here, Nuwa Tianhou had already sensed it, and she had been following the battle from the beginning, until after the attack of the Twelve-Winged Angel and Ziqi. Nuwa's queen asked her to stop it.

This female angel, everything she represents, is the words of Nuwa's queen of heaven, in this heavenly way. No matter who it is, no matter how strong the Heavenly Dao is, it can't surpass the existence of Nuwa's Heavenly Queen.

And now, this suffocating female angel is the way of heaven, the existence that dominates all things, no one can surpass it, even the lives of tens of millions of monks, in her eyes, are as worthless as mustard.

Although the woman was as beautiful as a fairy and her voice was sweet, she was as cold as ice.

Ziqi and the twelve-winged angel were suffocated for a while, this terrifying coercion was too terrifying, it existed like a true heavenly dao, and their chests were about to be crushed. Those bodies that are claimed to be harder than pure gold. It doesn't work at all here.

And the woman's liliang was just right, putting them in a half-dead and two realms. One by one, it was simply painful, but it couldn't control their bodies.

The woman's lips opened, she looked into the distance, didn't care about the thoughts of the people below, and said softly: "The invading Three Realms monks, you all go back, I don't want to kill you." "The sound is soft, soft, beautiful and sweet. But it also has an extremely terrifying murderous aura, which is irresistible.

The monks of the human realm are overjoyed, this is their savior, they are saved. One by one, they were overjoyed, and some even hugged each other and cried.

On the other hand, the many monks of the other Three Realms were demoralized, and many of them lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak.

As the commander of the Three Realms, the Twelve-Winged Angel could not retreat even if all the soldiers fell.

Taking a deep breath and snorting lightly, the bones in his body sounded every time he flew a little. Xiangshang flew ten meters, and one of his ribs was broken, and after 100 meters, his ribs were all broken, and he vomited blood.

He had reached his limit, but he was still far from the angeless, and he needed a long distance.

The twelve-winged angel looked at her high, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Respected goddess, but I don't know where you are sacred, why do you want to meddle in our battle ......of the Four Realms?