The two quasi-saints were hit by the flames and suffered heavy injuries in an instant. But at the same time, countless attacks had covered the long sea of fire, and the eleven golden crows that rose up exploded into flames in the terrifying attack.

Looking at the dots of golden flames scattered over the sea of fire, the queen of heaven Chang Xi had a sad face, and didn't even look at those hostile quasi-saints with hideous smiles.

Above the heavenly dome, the silver plate behind Tianhou Xi and behind her gradually dissipated, and in the same way, she also had a sad look. It's just that, unlike staring at the scattered firelight on the sea of fire, she is staring closely at the queen Xihe below.

"It seems that their mana has been exhausted!" Some quasi-saints have already begun to run the secret arts, whether it is for the previous embarrassment or the high merits represented by the two queens, they want to take down these two beautiful queens.

The last leader took a look at the queens, and a haze crossed his eyes, at this time he had more or less guessed the plans of the queens, and also guessed the ending of the queens, but he didn't speak, and he didn't try to stop these quasi-saints.

It is easy to defeat a character of the level of a diva, but it is impossible to stop them from doing what they want to do. Unless, the god of war who has been sanctified descends to heaven.

"It's over!" sighed the usher. All the quasi-saints shot at the same time, and the overwhelming terrifying tricks bombarded the two beautiful divas.

The two divas stood together, Xihe took Chang Xi's hand, and the two fought side by side, glancing at each other and smiling at the same time.

The usher sighed softly.

All the would-be saints changed their faces drastically and quickly retreated.

The dazzling light suddenly lit up, as if eleven suns appeared at the same time, and then exploded in an instant.

The space was burned to ashes, and the terrifying power crushed everything around it, turning into nothingness along with the original glorious royal court.

The two badly wounded quasi-saints did not escape, and were reduced to ashes along with the soldiers of the Anti-Heaven Legion who could not evacuate.

"Ahem!" spat out blood, and the leader looked sad, but it disappeared in an instant, "Finally, it's over!"

This moment.

All the worlds, all the people knew at this moment that in the fairy world, those two divas who had existed for a long time had fallen!

Countless strong people who had been in retreat for a long time woke up from the retreat, and one by one the terrifying strong men looked at the fairy world with fierce eyes.

They all knew that in that place, there was a terrible saint who existed. But they silently withdrew their gaze, but what they hid was even more terrible hatred.

And in the distant immortal and demon battlefield in the fairy world, the four heavenly gods felt the call of the underworld while grieving.

The four people who were angry about the fall of the queen of heaven were all stunned, and in their palms, wisps of power slowly overflowed and slowly combined.

A wisp of chaotic aura condensed in the center of the four.

Sitting outside the four of them, Hou Tuhuang's face changed greatly, and there was a terrifying aura coming out of that wisp of breath.

The four heavenly gods were shocked and their expressions were greatly lifted.

......

In the fairy realm, the god of war in the temple was looking at the light curtain in front of him with a respectful face, talking to the figure in the light curtain.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed.

The figure in the light curtain flashed his eyes, "It seems that you haven't finished dealing with it here." ”

The god of war stood up and saluted respectfully.

There was a flash of light in the light curtain, and the figure disappeared.

The God of War turned his head to look at the distant Immortal Demon Battlefield and frowned, "There can be such a variable." ”

......

In the fairy world, above the royal court that had become a ruin, the dark night that had escaped from the trap, the quasi-Daoist, the Daoist and the other six quasi-saints were smiling.

After taking the Immortal Realm, there is nothing left in the Four Realms to fight against the Anti-Heaven Army!

As for the two quasi-saints who fell, they can only be said to be pitiful.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the two quasi-holy relics that were scattered, and the light in his dark eyes dimmed slightly. These two quasi-saints can also be regarded as a strong party, but their bones were lost in the self-explosion of the two divas.

His gaze swept over the quasi-saints beside him, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, although he was a companion, it was still difficult for him to like these opportunists.

Although their cultivation is profound, these people are no different from the bustling mortals, and they are all just for "profit"!

Removing the gloom from their eyes, they waved their hands in the dark, and the quasi-saints led the remaining legions into the ruins.

The royal court, which has stood in the immortal world for a long time, even if it is reduced to ruins, there are still treasures hidden in it. Although most of the treasures can't get into the eyes of the would-be saints, they add up to a lot, and secondly, there are some more brilliant values.

Watching these people like locusts swept towards the ruins, Dark Night suddenly felt a little tired.

Although his movement was restricted after being frozen, it also gave him the leisure to watch. What the Taoist sees, he naturally sees.

Although they are two hostile divas, the last demeanor really touched the heart of the dark night. Of course, it's not love or lust that impresses, but respect.

"Hmph. Dark Night suddenly laughed, and the quasi-Daoist beside him looked over and was a little curious.

It's been so long since I captured the royal court, so I smiled, could it be that the reaction was too slow?

It's not others who laugh in the night, it's yourself, it's mocking, "I killed them, and I respect them, it's really ......" This is a typical * and want to set up a memorial arch.

The smile faded, and he suddenly felt a little bored. Whether it was the achievement of killing a strong enemy, or the joy of capturing the Immortal Realm Royal Court, or even the sympathy for the fallen warriors, they all faded at this moment.

A black glow swirled in his eyes.

"Brother Zhun Ti Dao, this side will be handed over to you and Brother Dao, I have something to leave for a while. ”

The Quasi-Daoist was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the dark night aura, and the light in his eyes flashed and he nodded slightly, "Brother Dark Night Dao, just go, just leave it to the poor Daoist brother here." ”

The night nodded, and the figure rose to the sky.

......

"There is no news of Xingtian in the fairy world?" Shengyu Saint's face changed, and he blurted out, "Could it be ......?"

An indifferent voice came from the token around his waist, "He didn't come out of the Demon Realm. ”

Shengyu Sage frowned and said, "He is not from the Immortal Realm, so he is naturally from the Demon Realm......"

The voice from the token suddenly turned cold, "Are you doubting my ability!" This is not a question sentence, but a strong accountability.

Shengyu Sage's face changed greatly, and he immediately responded respectfully, "The adult is angry, the villain is speechless for a while, and I hope the adult will forgive me." ”

I don't know if it's because of the master behind the Shengyu saint or the task he was carrying this time, the token side was no longer aggressive, but said lightly, "The Xingtian you are talking about, he is a native of the Nether Realm. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the power fluctuations in the token disappeared.

Shengyu's expression was stunned, and he smiled bitterly but was helpless. The talented person in the God Realm, except for the two realms of gods and demons where the Great Sage sits, has nothing that cannot be monitored, but he is not dealing with his own master, which is why he is so harsh on himself.

"Since he is not from the Demon Realm, then it is the last glimmer of possibility-a saint born in the Netherworld!"

If Xing Tian was a saint in the Demon Realm, he only needed to send a message to the Divine Realm, and naturally a more powerful saint would kill him. But since he is a saint in the lower realm, the divine realm can't act at will.

At the beginning, the saints of the two worlds of gods and demons made an agreement to hide together. It's better to send a pseudo-saint now, but if you really send a saint to the nether realm, it will be the rhythm of fighting in minutes. Of course, the saints who have two great saints in charge are not afraid, but the "Four Realms" cannot be saved.

The people of the Demon Emperor's faction are called "demons", but it is not a malicious slander of the Divine Lord's faction, more than half of those who take refuge in the Demon Emperor for freedom are lawless and powerful, and the desolate world was beaten into the Six Realms at the beginning, and these people have to bear a lot of responsibility.

"What should I do now?" Shengyu Sage had a headache, his target was to hide under Xingtian, it was not easy for him to kill him.

"Huh?" he was suddenly stunned, and in his perception, the target actually appeared within 10,000 miles!

He frowned and immediately flipped over his hand and took out the compass. He believed in this special treasure more than his divine sense, which was easy to conceal.

When the target tries its best to hide, this compass can still find the traces of the other party, and when the other party does not hide it, it can naturally accurately determine the location of the other party.

......

The fairy world, a mountain peak floating above the sea of clouds, looks up at the sky at night, but there is a little ghost in the eyes.

Once the most beautiful world in the Four Realms, the fairy realm was now stained with fire, and the most magnificent royal court was reduced to broken ruins.

At this moment, for the first time, he set his eyes on the broken corpses on the ground.

There is no such thing as mercy and senseless mercy, this is war, but looking at the corpses, he seems to see his own hands stained with blood.

This is the world, this is war!

He looked up, the glint in his eyes getting richer.

Airplanes!

A figure appeared above the mountain peak.

"En?" Shengyu Sage was stunned for a moment, his breath was accurate, why did he change a person? A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his gaze fell on the storage bracelet on the dark night's wrist.

"Hand him over!" Although the Shengyu Saint is a pseudo-saint in the Divine Realm, thinking that there is still a saint in this world, he is still somewhat low-key, "Hand over the guy hidden in your storage bracelet, I can let you go in the face of the God of War." ”

In the dark night with an unusually high status in the anti-heaven army, the Shengyu Saint naturally would not ignore him.

Dark Night looked up at him with a blank face, with no intention of handing over the storage bracelet.

Shengyu Saint's face was cold, whether it was cultivation or background, he was far beyond this guy in front of him. At this time, he thought that he was polite enough, but he was still ignored by the other party, which made him very angry.

"One last word, hand over that person. "He's a pseudo-saint, no matter how good his temper is, there is a limit, let alone a small quasi-saint.

The dark night eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and completely turned into a pitch-black light.

The Shengyu Saint was calculating whether he could kill the target before the God of War arrived after killing the other party, but he saw a fist slam into his face.

"Look for death!" as if a volcano erupted, and the wrath of a saint erupted,