It may take less than ten breaths for his entire head to disappear into the sea of clouds.

And these ten breaths are the most important and final game.

Time is passing little by little, and along with He Yinuo's vitality and hope for life.

The eyes of the fallen sky in the pool of blood emitted black and white alternating light, and the lightning totem mark on his face was also flickering, his face was always so calm, as calm as deep water, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

His body floated to the side of the pool of blood, looking at the reflection in the pool of blood, his fists clenched.

In the reflection of the blood pool, it was not his figure that appeared, but the figure of the other two, the blood pool was rippling, blurred, and it was impossible to see what the two of them were, but vaguely they could be distinguished, and they both had three pairs of wings behind them.

One of the figures in the reflection of the pool of blood spoke slowly, as if whispering something to the other figure. Correspondingly, the mouth of the fallen heaven also muttered to himself: "His life is very important, no matter what, he can't be allowed to die!"

However, in the next moment, a word came out of his mouth again, but the tone in it was obviously different from before, as if it was another person's voice. And this voice also corresponds to another figure in the reflection of the pool of blood.

"Hmph, do you think he's going to die so easily? I think as long as I evacuate my consciousness, he will have a way to resurrect himself. It's just that if I evacuate my consciousness so easily, then everything we have planned for thousands of years will be in vain! And if there is no storage of his divine consciousness, it will not be possible to continue to copy his life, then how can his life matter!"

Another voice in his mouth immediately replied: "Don't worry, even without that wisp of divine sense, everything about him is still under our control!"

Fallen Tian's face moved slightly, and at this moment, his dark side appeared more prominent, faintly overwhelming the light.

With a strange tone in his mouth, he said coldly: "Hmph, is this the uncontrollable factor you are talking about? In that case, then I can evacuate my divine consciousness with confidence, but I won't let him get rid of the shackles so easily!"

After speaking, Fallen Sky slowly closed his eyes and clasped his hands in front of him, waiting for that moment to come.

Time passed little by little, one breath, two breaths, three breaths, until the eighth breath.

The sea of clouds had begun to spread overhead, devouring all of his bodies, and He Yinuo's only remaining consciousness had begun to waver, and gradually appeared in a trance and confusion.

The burial immortal clone who was far away in the Heavenly Dao Sect slowly clenched his fists, and the trace of connection in his eyes began to fade gradually, as if all this was heralding the complete death of his main body.

And it wasn't until this moment that He Yinuo truly felt the wisp of fallen divine consciousness hidden in his body for the first time, but even if there was only a wisp of divine consciousness, it was so powerful that it was suffocating.

Perhaps just by that breath, these two divine senses would dissipate together, completely swallowed by the Extreme Evil Realm.

The ninth breath until the coming of the tenth breath.

The divine consciousness that belonged to the fallen heavens finally began to move, and it seemed to have been strongly summoned.

At the same time, an extremely powerful force emerged from the rift in that realm, turning into a thousand threads connected to their direction.

The Fallen Divine Consciousness left He Yinuo's body, followed the force, and disappeared into the crack in the realm.

And with it vanished, the mysterious orb and the rift in the realm dissipated.

However, at that moment, in another direction, another boundary crack suddenly appeared, and a force also shot out from it, and this path belonged to He Yinuo himself, and when his divine consciousness was about to dissipate, it forcibly guarded it!

At the same time, a steady stream of vitality was re-injected into his body, and under the guidance of his divine sense, his body began to be conceived.

This vitality is the infinite vitality contained in the body of the burial immortal, and when he took away the first generation of Mochizuki, it occupied the endless vitality in the body of these two generations of Mochizuki.

It's just that he never thought that it would work wonders today, maybe all this is destined in the dark.

This method of opening the boundary crack was taught by Chu Wanli, who told He Yinuo the secret of the boundary crack taught to him by the Amazing Ancient Master on the Amazing Continent, but although they knew the secret at that time, it was always difficult to put it into practice.

After years of painstaking research, He Yinuo has figured out the key to it, although it cannot be used perfectly, but it can turn things around at a critical juncture.

It's just that this extremely evil realm is too weird, and it can't open the boundary crack from the inside, but only from the outside in.

The appearance of the Fallen Heaven allowed him to establish contact with the outside world, and he passed all his information to the Burial Immortal clone, including his location and the key to the rift in the realm.

In this way, he can open a passage by himself through the burial immortal clone, from the outside to the inside.

And this is the key to his plan to get rid of the Fallen Divine Consciousness.

At this moment, his body had been restored to shape in the continuous supply of vitality, and he had drifted away from the sea of clouds again.

He had wanted to explore what was inside the funnel-shaped gap, but he was limited in his ability to sustain the Boundary Rift for long in such an extremely strange environment.

And the sea of clouds below him boiled again, and countless evil spirit bodies reformed, rushing towards the boundary crack.

Therefore, he did not hesitate any longer, and hurriedly entered it, closing the crack at the imminent moment when the evil spirit body pounced, and recreating a gap against the wind, descending on the place where he had disappeared.

100,000 Blood Fir Forest, the figure of Gao Fei and his party came to the depths of the Blood Fir Forest.

It's a vast open field, but it's not a natural formation, but a result of external forces.

The ground was covered with red sap from the destruction of the blood-fir trees, and the smell of blood was almost disgusting.

In the middle of the open field is a man-made platform, on top of which is a large recurve bow.

The recurve bow is about 100 zhang long and dozens of zhang high, and there are nine dragon patterns on its bow back, with teeth and claws, lifelike.

At this moment, there is a dark black arrow on that bowstring, which is ready to go!

And what is revealed on this bowstring and arrow is not a domineering power to kill all beings, but an extremely pure force of involvement.

And the arrow was pointing in the direction of the Celestial Ghost Star!

There were dozens of people around the bow and arrow, all of them were trying their best to hold something, their faces were extremely painful, looking at their clothes, all of them were people from the Lotus Sect.

On the ground around these people, there were hundreds of corpses, all of which were lifeless, and all of them were bleeding from the seven orifices, and their faces were painful and hideous. I think it was forcibly bombarded by external forces and died violently.