At the same time as the Demon Realm attacked Xianyou Mountain, the Hidden Que Gate, the Half Moon Cave, the Tianshu Pavilion, and the Lu Interception Sect all received the news. The spies from all walks of life reported that those soldiers of the Demon Realm appeared at the foot of Xianyou Mountain without warning, and victory was just around the corner, but suddenly a burst of red light burst out, and a large amount of demonic qi wrapped Xianyou Mountain, and the disciples of the Fog Xuan Palace were helpless, leaving Yi Wuya alone to fight with the Demon Realm!

After receiving this news, Jiang Qi immediately ordered, "All the disciples listen to the order and immediately rush to Xianyou Mountain to help the Fog Xuan Palace!" On Pengying Mountain, Han Li was still hesitating. Although the news came back that the Fog Palace was temporarily at a disadvantage, he believed that this situation would not be long before the situation would soon be reversed. Maybe before he rushed to help, it would be over.

Unlike them, the Tianshu Pavilion and the Lu Interception Sect had no intention of making a move at all.

Ghost Shuo's head floated in mid-air, and he laughed wildly and said to Yi Wuya, "You finally came out!, why, seeing that your disciples are all under the control of others, you are in a hurry?" Yi Wuya glanced at Ghost Shuo with disgust, "Your subordinates are defeated, how dare you be presumptuous in front of this seat?"

"Less nonsense!" Ghost Shuo's eyes were bloodshot, "Hand over the Yuan Ding containing the princess's body, and this general can still let you go!" Otherwise, your soul will be scattered, and there will never be the possibility of transcendence, and you will also step on your Xianyou Mountain and kill the people on the mountain!"

"Then you have to have real skills!" The Tuoyu Sword in Yi Wuya's hand was shining, and a thunderbolt penetrated the thick dark clouds, connecting with Tuoyu, and the entire Xianyou Mountain shook violently, and half of the Demon Realm soldiers were shaken out, and they fell to the ground one after another, unable to stand up again. Ghost Shuo was shocked, "You actually have the ability to attract the heavenly thunder, you, what kind of person are you!"

Yi Wuya did not change his color, let alone answer. The lightning struck through several ancient trees beside him, and then staggered to the ground, knocking down a group of demon soldiers. Ghost Shuo wanted to rush past Yi Wuya several times to get Yuan Ding, but he was frightened back by the lightning that hit his feet.

The Heavenly Thunder Divine Fire is also different, the Ghost Shuo's cultivation is profound, and the ordinary Thunder Fire can't hurt him at all. But the thunder and fire in front of him are unique to the divine realm, once they are hit, they will be turned into ashes in an instant, and they will be directly thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell, and they will suffer forever and will not be able to turn over.

"Yi Wuya, return my princess!" Ghost Shuo roared angrily, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold a thunderbolt. Yi Wuya was stunned, and the moment the thunder fire touched the ghost, that hand was already burning. His fingertips quickly appeared gray and white, and he actually tried in vain to drag the thunder fire with his own strength, so that the other demon realm soldiers could go to the Zichen Palace!

As if shocked by the ghosts, the remnants of the Demon Realm soldiers were greatly encouraged. They rushed towards the Zichen Hall like crazy desperately, and without the threat of thunder and fire, their movements were fast. And Yi Wuya suddenly fell into a lonely and helpless situation.

Yun Song and the others watched as those Demon Realm soldiers crossed the mountainside, rushed to the top of the mountain, and poured into the Zichen Palace, but they couldn't move, let alone stop them, and almost bit their teeth to bleed.

Behind them, Onishuo was moving slowly. The five fingers had been burned to white ashes, and the entire palm was slowly turning black and white. Yi Wuya said loudly, "If you go on like this, you will be burned out!" Oni Shuo didn't speak, but used his body as fuel, and then the thunder fire ignited everything around him that could be ignited.

Flowers, trees, palaces!

Half of the Xianyou Mountain was plunged into a sea of fire, and seeing that the disciples of the Fog Xuan Palace were about to be buried in the thunder and fire like the ghosts, the shouts of killing suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain, and the reinforcements from the Hidden Gate finally arrived!

The disciples of the Hidden Que Sect led by Jiang Yongge were outflanked in a fan shape, and the scattered Demon Realm soldiers on the road were broken by each of them. But there are still some fast moves, and they have already arrived at the Zichen Palace. Yuan Ding is on the long table, and they still succeed!

"Quick, stop them!" Yi Wuya saw Jiang Qi, but he didn't have time to say more, and he was bent on getting Yuan Ding back. Jiang Qi nodded heavily under the black robe, and the person immediately disappeared like a ghost.

At the same time, Ghost Shuo learned that Yuan Ding was in his hands, and he no longer had any scruples, and the thunder fire burned even more, he must not sacrifice in vain, even if he died, he had to drag the entire Wuxuan Palace as a back, he was going to burn this invincible Xianyou Mountain and bury himself!

The raging fire almost stained half of the sky red, and Yi Wuya, Jiang Qi and the others were deeply trapped in the sea of fire, and they couldn't get out. Han Li, who came later, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this situation, could it be that if he didn't make this stop, he would have to sacrifice the entire Fog Xuan Palace? Although there was a small river under the mountain, ordinary mortal water could not extinguish the fire of this divine realm, and he collapsed to the ground with weak knees, wanting to cry without tears!

"No way, no way!"

Hearing the news that the entire Xianyou Mountain had been ignited, and Yi Wuya was very likely to have been buried in the sea of fire, Ye Qiaojian's eyes turned black and he almost fainted. A moment later, she pushed away the person who was holding her, rushed to the door and rose up, at this moment she had only one thought, no matter what the cost, she had to rescue Yi Wuya. She wouldn't allow him to die like this, she would never allow it!

"Could it be that the heavens want to kill me?"

In the sea of fire, Yi Wuya looked up to the sky and sighed. The silver hair was scorched by the thunder and fire, and the corners of his clothes were also torn in a few places, but he still maintained the fairy posture of the fairy wind and bones, but his eyes were full of desolation.

"Song'er, Shi'en, it's for the sake of the teacher who harmed you!" Yi Wuya confessed in a low voice, his eyes closed, waiting for the final moment to come. The only thing that made him happy was that although this fire burned down the entire Wuxuan Palace, the Yuan Ding that contained Nai Qu's body would not fall into the hands of the Demon Realm again.

At the critical moment when everyone was anxious and didn't know what to do, a huge golden bell fell from the sky, and it gradually grew larger with the rapid landing, until the entire burning Xianyou Mountain was enveloped in it!

The sky darkened in an instant, and it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. Those thunder fires have been extinguished, Yi Wuya let out a long breath, Xianyou Mountain has been saved, Wuxuan Palace has been saved, he has been saved, and his disciples have also been saved!

As soon as Jiang Qi arrived at the Zichen Palace, it was dark. He was stunned for a while before he realized that the fire had finally been extinguished, but soon he realized that those people from the Demon Realm were still here, and he couldn't let them go easily!

At this moment, most of his body has been burned, and the remaining body is just enough to support him to get out of here. But where the princess is, he must bring her back with him, even if he dies, he must finish this thing before dying!