Yi Yunfei's eyes were stinging, and the Sky Eye was fully opened, so he could see the battle in the sky clearly. It was a familiar figure, with white hair flowing and a very young face. This person was the person Yi Yunfei saw on the altar, and the enemy of this person at the moment was a huge creature like a mountain, like a giant tiger, with black patterns on its golden fur, but also two huge horns.

He couldn't see the battle in the sky clearly at all, and it took a lot of effort to see the two warring sides clearly, but he was already dizzy, and he knew that there would be no result if he looked at it any longer, so he turned his eyes to the ground.

At this moment, the Great Cangzong was constantly retreating, the voices exposed by themselves came and went, and the aura of sadness permeated the entire battlefield, but everyone's faces were still resolute. When those disciples of the Great Cang Sect revealed themselves, they looked at the familiar grass and trees in front of them with nostalgic eyes, and even had a slight smile on their faces.

Yi Yunfei felt a tingling pain in his heart, a feeling of sorrow permeated his heart, and he had an urge to cry. Those young lives disappeared one by one, so decisively, he seemed to become one of them, savoring their state of mind.

Before he knew it, he was waving his arms. The moves of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique] continued to be used, and the phantoms behind them did not know why, but they all became the faces of these people, or resolute, or sad, or heroic.

He forgot everything, what kept rolling in his mind was the scenes that happened in this tragic battlefield, the movements in his hands were getting faster and faster, and the phantom behind him seemed to be about to break out of the air, the kind of artistic conception he had been trying to look for finally fully comprehended at this moment, the power of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique] turned out to be stronger and stronger.

But he did not have any joy, and his face was full of sorrow. He couldn't help in this war, maybe it was just a phantom in itself, but it was so real. It's just that no matter how real he is, he is like air, a spectator who appears here in a special state. No matter how sad or resentful, you can only watch quietly.

The vigorous emotions in his heart made him just want to vent, and he didn't have the slightest consciousness to comprehend in his heart, but this happened to echo the essence of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique], so his cultivation of this exercise, unconsciously, had completely stepped into the realm of [Fa].

Whether you want to see it or not, the battle in the battlefield has come to an end, and although most of the hundreds of demon clans have lost most of them, only a few people in the Great Cangzong who are fighting against them can stand up straight.

There was a roar in the sky, and the white-haired man flew back upside down, and the giant tiger that was against him seemed to be injured a lot, turning into a tall man, looking at the white-haired man with eyes like a blade, and did not pursue.

The position where the white-haired man retreated was beside Yi Yunfei, and it was also the peak of Changwu Mountain, his ruddy face was a little pale at the moment, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the hilt of the long sword, and countless jade stones fell from the hilt. This sword hilt should also be a storage space such as a space ring, those jade stones were suspended in the air, falling rapidly according to the unique law, and an altar made of jade instantly appeared in front of the white-haired man.

All the disciples of the Great Cang Sect had all been killed in battle at this moment, and hundreds of demon clans were approaching the top of the mountain step by step. What made Yi Yunfei's eyes tremble was that while these demon clans were advancing, they kept rushing to the ground to pick up the dead bodies of the disciples of the Great Cang Sect, and put them in their mouths to devour and chew, with a look of satisfaction and comfort on their faces.

"Damn!" Yi Yunfei couldn't help but burst into a loud shout, but he also knew that no one could hear his voice!

The white-haired man sat on the altar, his eyes looking at the sky, there was sadness and anger in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "Helian Xuanyun, the seventeenth generation sect master of the Great Cang Sect, is ashamed of the ancestors of the sect!"

This light sigh fell on Yi Yunfei's ears word for word, he could understand Helian Xuanyun's mood at the moment, if one day, Yi Yunzong also fell into such a situation, I am afraid that he would be the same as this person, he could only sigh sadly!

"I hate it so much, those wolf-hearted and dog-lunged people who coldly watched the annihilation of my Great Cangzong, my today is your tomorrow!" Helian Xuanyun's sudden words made Yi Yunfei's heart startled, and he thought a lot in an instant, and he fully understood where Helian Xuanyun's monstrous anger came from at this moment.

According to Yuan Guizong, there were not many masters of the human race back then, and entering the god and king realm was not the highest level of cultivation, and there were countless great forces. But the Great Cangzong has been fighting for so long, but no foreign aid has appeared, which is too abnormal. It stands to reason that the extermination of a force like the Great Cangzong by the Demon Clan is a great loss for the Human Race, but why didn't anyone come to the rescue?

The reason for this is that Yi Yunfei can't verify it, but he can probably guess that it is nothing more than a dumping between forces. But no matter how big the mustard is, the demon clan should have been the common enemy of the human race back then, and he watched the Great Cangzong being destroyed without making a move, not to mention Helian Xuanyun who was in it, and even Yi Yunfei was panicked in his heart.

The jade altar emitted a dazzling white light, and the light continued to spread out and spread for thousands of miles. The sky and the earth all have an inexplicable aura gathered here, as well as those destroyed mountains, those dead disciples of the Great Cang Sect, countless energies that Yi Yunfei had never seen appeared out of thin air and turned into points of light. Countless points of light gathered rapidly towards Changwu Mountain, and the white mist continued to emerge and gradually enveloped.

"Heavenly Soul, Earth Soul, Mountain Soul, Human Soul, My Soul, Five Souls Destroy the World!" Helian Xuanyun shouted in a deep voice, with a hint of determination, and the magic trick in his hand was played out quickly, and there were bursts of screams from the white mist.

Yi Yunfei knew that the big array he had broken into had been opened, and those demon beasts in the mist were constantly dying. There were still gaps in the fog, and Yi Yunfei could see that when the formation was launched, countless demon beasts were cut into pieces and burned into charcoal by the fire.

The power of this formation at this moment was even stronger than what Yi Yunfei had seen, and he secretly compared that the formation at this moment, even if he touched the golden armor form of the Nine Turns Ruyi Bead, there was not the slightest chance to break out of it.

The destruction of the five souls is indeed amazing, but the price paid is too tragic. Thousands of peaks have been leveled, and only one lone peak of Changwu Mountain remains. Thousands of disciples of the Great Cang Sect were lost, and even Helian Xuanyun sacrificed his soul. And to pay so much price, it is only to exterminate those unimportant demon clans on the ground.

The giant tiger demon clan in the sky, the moment Helian Xuanyun activated the formation, began to retreat backwards, and the long sword in Helian Xuanyun's hand flew out quickly, exploding beside the giant tiger, although he was injured and vomited blood, but in the end he still ran away.

"My soul will be integrated into the Great Array, and my Great Cangzong will always be a pure land. My essence and blood, delivered to fate, I only want to destroy the demon clan and kill them all!" Helian Xuanyun's breath became weaker and weaker, and after using all his strength, he shouted out the last sentence, and there was no more sound.

His face remains unchanged, his flesh is not corrupted, and he sits on the altar like a statue, for thousands of years, as if he will forever guard this sect that once belonged to him.

"Helian Xuanyun, the white-haired man on the altar actually died tens of thousands of years ago. It's really a masterpiece of a generation, after being dead for so many years, with a physical body, its power is so amazing, no wonder he was able to lead a sect like the Great Cang Sect when he was alive!"

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Yi Yunfei found that he had been standing on the lowest floor of the jade altar all along, and had never moved. Those should be illusions, but this illusion shocked him too much. He finally understood why Yuan Guizong often looked into the distance stupidly, with a worried look on his face, and kept muttering to himself!

"Since Lao Tzu is here, he won't let these beasts get away with it!" Yi Yunfei clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

His gaze looked at Helian Xuanyun on the altar again, just like the last moment in the illusion, his eyes full of sorrow and anger, still looking into the distance. Yi Yunfei, who had never bent his knees, slowly knelt down in front of him!

It's not because of how powerful Helian Xuanyun's cultivation is, it's a kind of respect and respect from the heart!