407 Resurrection
An incomparably thick pillar of light caused the entire sky to tremble slightly, and the earth roared.
At the same time, there were six streamers of light following the sky, and when the seven rays of light went straight into the sky, they dispersed and converged with each other, condensed, and gradually stirred into a huge disc-shaped array, which was the Divine Xuan Array that the warriors were very familiar with, the Seven Demons Ding Ding Array!
Formation!
In the Grand Canyon of the Star River, in the central battlefield of the Demon Cloud Clan, the incomparably tall and powerful Baina Giant slowly stopped its attacking movements, raised its huge and twisted head, and looked at the strange land in the sky.
"It's done, it's done! What's going on! Why is it still done?" the ram roared wildly in his mind, but there was a clear tremor in the roar. That's not fear, it's despair!
All the Terran warriors who were protected by the Baina Giant behind them were also full of astonishment, looking at the incomparably huge array in the sky in a daze. Still failed, Terran, Eternal Ancient, still failed!
With the constant vibration and roar of the earth, a limb from the Demon Cloud Clan's side slowly rose up along the pillar of light that reached the sky. It's the stump of the Holy Monarch!
That's one of the Holy Lord's right legs!
"Don't think about it!
The Baina Giant let out a low chirp and stretched out a large hand that grabbed the slowly rising right leg.
But its huge palm had only just touched the pillar of light, and it could no longer reach forward, and it couldn't touch the broken leg in the pillar of light at all.
It was the Seven Demons Formation, a giant array composed of seven great arrays, and even with the power of the Baina Giant, it was impossible to break through and touch what was in it.
It could only watch, desperately watching.
"What's going on! Why is it still in formation!"
Fuji Banbi looked up at the sky in amazement, and the huge rotating Seven Demons Dingding Array filled the sky of the entire Star River Grand Canyon, exuding a terrifying majesty.
Ye Chen sighed helplessly, shook his head slowly, and looked at the severed hand of the Holy Monarch in his hand: "After all, manpower is sometimes poor, although we destroyed a large array, but the Demon Cloud Clan still launched another one." ”
Teng Banbi was stunned: "Launch another one? How is this possible! There are so many big arrays, what else can they launch?"
Ye Chen turned his head to look in the direction of the Demon Cloud World, and said softly: "Xuanshui City, the Demon Cloud Clan has given up Xuanshui City, and the core of Xuanshui City has urged the seventh great array, and the body of the Holy Monarch is about to be resurrected." ”
"Holy ...... Holy Monarch!" Vine Banbi swallowed with difficulty. The Holy Monarch was so far away from him, so far away that it seemed like a myth.
Ye Chen was silent for a moment, he was calculating how much power the Holy Monarch's body could have, but he found that he couldn't calculate it at all.
Not to mention the body of the Holy Monarch, even if it was a living Holy Monarch, he hadn't seen it much.
He did not see him when he was a god, nor did he ever see him when he descended to earth as a man. There is only a rough estimate.
"How strong is the Holy Monarch's body?" Yuan Tian Saint Monarch's voice sounded, and then said bitterly: "Prepare to escape, take this Mikan Supreme beside you, with his help, you should be able to escape back to Henggu." Then find a way to go to other worlds. It's a place to stay. ”
"Oh?" Ye Chen asked softly.
Yuantian Saint Monarch said: "If it is just the body of the Saint Monarch, then it is stronger than the martial artists of the Ancestral Immortal Realm, but it is very limited. If it is properly manipulated, then it may be possible to deal with three peak Ancestral Immortal Realm powerhouses at the same time without falling behind. Even if it is not manipulated, with the strength of the Holy Monarch's body, it is still not difficult to defeat a peak Ancestral Immortal Realm powerhouse. ”
Ye Chen sighed, maybe what Yuantian Shengjun said was right. Fleeing, he was left with the only option.
He was unwilling to give up Henggu, but right now, everything was over, which was beyond his control.
The Holy Monarch body, such a strong existence, is not something that Ye Chen can handle at the moment.
The seven pillars of light eventually disappeared into the sky with the six stumps of the Holy Monarch, merging into the incomparably huge Seven Demons Determination Array.
The entire Grand Canyon of the Galaxy was silent at this moment, as if all life was silent at the same time, and no one dared to make a move.
There is no brilliant light and shadow effect, no shocking loud sound.
It's quiet, everything is so unnatural, time seems to freeze.
The sky was slightly distorted for a moment, and then it was calm again, and the huge Seven Demons Formation vanished, and the sky was pure blue.
An incomparably small black dot was slowly falling from the sky to the ground, and the direction of its fall was the Xuanshui City of the Demon Cloud Clan.
On the battlefield in the central theater, the battle between the Demon Cloud Clan and the Human Race had stopped, and both sides were looking at the tiny black dot in the sky in a daze.
The body of the Holy Monarch is finally put together! It is formed!
The laws of the world of the Grand Canyon of the Galaxy did not fluctuate in the slightest, and it did not dare to resist the majesty of the Holy Monarch. Nor powerless to resist.
"All the martial artists of the Demon Cloud Clan, listen! I am the Ancestor of the North Mountain!"
The sixty Demon Cloud Supremes standing in the sky suddenly spoke together in a neat manner, but the words they said made all the martial artists of the Demon Cloud Clan change their faces.
Beishan Ancestor!
This name represents the legend, the Ancestral Immortal Realm powerhouse in the Demon Cloud World!
Almost everyone in the Demon Cloud Clan had heard of this name, but in the same way, all the martial artists below the Supreme Strength regarded this name as just a legend. They never thought that one day, the legend would appear alive in front of them!
"The Holy Monarch has been resurrected!The Holy Monarch who belongs to my Demon Cloud!" Beishan Ancestor's words continued, but his next words brought an even greater shock!
The Demon Cloud Warriors only knew that they controlled the Great Array and needed to resurrect a terrifying existence, but they didn't expect that it would actually be the Holy Monarch!
What does this mean?
"The glorious moment is coming! Honor! Victory! All belong to our Demon Cloud! Demon Cloud! All Demon Cloud Warriors obeyed the order and collectively returned to Xuanshui City to welcome the birth of the Holy Monarch!"
"Long live! Long live the Demon Cloud!"
The cheers were deafening, and none of the Demon Cloud Clan martial artists glanced at the terrifying Baina Giant, they all ignored this terrifying existence, and under the leadership of sixty Demon Cloud Supremes, they headed towards Xuanshui City.
The Baina giant stood stiffly in place, not moving for a long time. Then its huge body instantly collapsed, and countless pale blue cave qi returned to the body of the Terran warrior.
The ram did not detour and died. Utter despair washed away his consciousness, and it collapsed and dissipated along with the Baina Great Array.
"I've seen the red dust Taishang. ”
Ye Chen and Teng Banbi fell from mid-air, walked to the Baina Great Formation, which still existed in the central war zone of the human race, and clasped their fists in salute.
"Hehe, King Jiuyu, Qikan. Okay, okay, let's witness the most heroic end of the human race. Hongchen's voice was filled with a strange excitement and open-mindedness.
He had completely thought about it, and failure was already doomed. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't go back.
In that case, let's go free and majestic. The last glory and splendor of the human race are firmly engraved in history!
All the surviving Terran warriors have now gathered under the Baina Great Array, which once represented absolute strength, but now it seems so weak and weak.
Some people gathered together and sobbed quietly, perhaps for themselves, or for the sake of the family that remained in the eternal world.
Some people laughed and scolded together, they let their mood go wild, and let themselves become crazy and excited. The end is coming, and it's time to celebrate, isn't it!
There are also people with calm faces, just sitting cross-legged on the ground and quietly adjusting their state, although they know that no matter how much they adjust their state, they will not escape the fate of destruction, but they still refuse to give up the last chance.
Ye Chen turned his head to look at the people sitting on the ground, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.
This pre-apocalyptic vision, he had experienced.
Just when the Heavenly Demon attacked the Heavenly Gate, most of the divine soldiers under him were also in this state. He is familiar and understanding.
Shame on the weepers? No, they just don't want to have what they have.
Shame on crazy people? No, they're just venting their emotions.
Are people who are so calm that they are ridiculous? No, they are just trying their best, doing their last part, hoping to face the desperate apocalypse in the best possible state, without leaving a trace of regret.
But these are not what Ye Chen wants to see, because these represent despair and giving up!
What he wants to see is that the Terran warriors are frantically trying to find a way, struggling to survive. But, no. Not a single one.
Even Hongchen Taishang is ready to give up and face destruction.
Hehe, in fact, why isn't he Ye Chen?
At this time, there is nothing he can do. Can't even lift the heart to fight. It was true that he had the Dao heart of a heavenly god, but it was precisely because of this that he understood better what the Holy Monarch meant to him now. Victory is impossible without miracles, it's as simple as that.
"Hongchen Taishang, this. Ye Chen shook his head slightly, shook the messy thoughts out of his mind, and handed over the left hand of the Holy Monarch covered by the black cloth in his hand.
Hongchen Taishang's voice was extremely pleased, and he shouted loudly: "My children! No, brothers! Have you seen it? What did King Jiuyu bring back? One of the Holy Monarch's left hands! Haha! Even if the Demon Cloud Clan tried his best to resurrect the Holy Monarch, he was still just a cripple! We have enough of this!
"Whew! Enough is enough! The left hand of the Holy Monarch! King Jiuyu! King Jiuyu!"
When the camp was boiling, people were frantically shouting Ye Chen's title.
But the waves of this cry were like a heavy hammer on his chest!
Is it enough to just take a small left hand?
Is the destruction of the human race in exchange for this?
Is this title worthy of their cheers? Is it worth shouting? No, no, no! It's not worth it! It's not worth it at all!
Ye Chen felt that he was back in the desperate Heavenly Court battlefield again, listening to the wails of the divine soldiers and the tragic news of their annihilation and death.
That's how he felt, numb, dizzy, and at a loss.
"Shut up. Shut up!"
A few words popped out between Ye Chen's teeth, but he tried to suppress his voice so small that even the vine halfwall and Hongchen Taishang around him couldn't hear it clearly.
An incomparably familiar but unfamiliar feeling rose in Ye Chen's heart, swirling!
Road!
It's the fifth!
Without Ye Chen himself realizing it, the fifth path was born in his heart!
The most thorough, the coldest, the most powerless despair!
But just when Ye Chen had a feeling and was about to realize the existence of the fifth realm, the sky suddenly changed color!
The sky is cracked!
From the south all the way to the north, the frenzied shattering and tearing! An incomparably huge spatial crack appeared above the entire Galaxy Grand Canyon!
The world is shaking, the rules are being subverted, the end of the world?
"Is it the Holy Monarch?" Hongchen Taishang's voice was extremely dry, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of pressure or terror. He didn't feel that the strength of the Holy Monarch had completely exceeded his comprehension. He didn't even have the qualifications to feel the majesty of the Holy Monarch.
"That's not right!" Ye Chen looked back in amazement, his eyes bloomed: "It's coming from the south!
"Huh?"
As soon as he said this, all the martial artists present were stunned, south, isn't that the direction of White River City? Could it be that the Holy Monarch of the Demon Cloud Clan ran to White River City?
But what was he doing there? Didn't he say that White River City had fallen into the hands of the Demon Cloud Clan?
The others didn't understand what was going on, but Ye Chen had already keenly sensed it!
Saved again?
Ye Chen's face was slightly distorted, just like the battle in Tianmen, he could only wait for a miracle so powerlessly, waiting for the rescue of the strong!
"Lord, master!"
Ram Yu ran into the Gongshu Hall in a panic, wanting to find Yan Zhen Supreme. But as soon as he rushed into the main hall, he was completely stupid.
No one!
Whether it was Yan Zhen Supreme or that young Qiluo, they were no longer in the Gongshu Palace. The entire hall was empty, and the curtain that originally covered all the light was blown by the wind, and the hall was full of broken magic circles.
"Master, where are you!" Ram Yu was really panicked, and he began to slam around like a fly without a head. Not only was there no shadow of Yan Zhen, but everywhere he passed, he could see broken killing arrays.
Ram Yu's body trembled violently, he rushed into the core area of White River City like crazy, and saw in horror that the core of White River City had been shattered! The formation center that controlled this fortified city was completely destroyed! A strange black hole was slowly rotating in it, the air was as depressed as if it was solidified, Ram Yu's legs were completely out of his control, and he couldn't take a step, so he could only look at the strange black hole in a daze.