This group of monks appeared so suddenly, so strangely, they were already monks who had been dead for two thousand years, and there was obviously no life in their bodies, but they were supported by another extremely strange energy.

No one knew why they could still fight, the two star monarchs didn't know, and the four great powers of the Gongsun royal family didn't know.

But the two Star Monarchs surged up in their hearts, and they knew that the Star Alliance had finally ushered in a glimmer of life!

With such a force, the strength of the Star Alliance and the Gongsun Imperial Family will be reversed in an instant!

Not only in terms of the number of combined powers, but also the strength of the Gongsun Imperial Family, the Yin Ghost Sect, and the Danxia Sect was comprehensively suppressed.

As for the battle between the Jindan monks, with Lin Yi here, at least in a short period of time, they will not be defeated.

The six Ziwei Sect powerhouses led by them were expressionless, their eyes were dull, and they bowed down in the direction of Ziwei Xingjun, and the hundreds of Yuanying monks behind them also bowed deeply, and some of the white bone monks couldn't stand on their feet at all, but they still bowed down stubbornly.

This is a kind of respect from the heart, a kind of gratitude, as if it is deep in the bones, even if the soul dissipates and escapes into reincarnation, they have never forgotten this worship.

Ziwei Xingjun was originally at the most critical moment of reshaping his body, and he should not feel a qiē outside, but at this moment, the aura lake was surging and rushing, the aura was furious and abnormal, and the head had just taken shape, but it collapsed in an instant.

Anyone can see the vibration in Ziwei Xingjun's heart.

If there is an accident at this time, the previous efforts will be in vain, Ziwei Xingjun knows this better than anyone else, although he is extremely eager to open his eyes and take a look at these disciples of the sect back then, but this thought has to be suppressed.

Ziwei Xingjun's primordial spirit trembled slightly, and once again regained its calm, and the incomparably pure and rich spiritual power in the lake converged towards his head again, trying to complete the last step.

The six great powers of the Ziwei Sect stood up, pointed at the monks of the Gongsun Imperial Family, waved their big hands, and said in a low voice: "Kill! Protect my sect, protect my master, Ziwei monks, fight to the death!"

"Kill! protect me Ziwei, don't hesitate to die!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

With a low roar sounding, the six combined powers of the Ziwei Sect rushed straight towards the four royal powers in the sky.

Hundreds of Yuanying Great Cultivators of the Ziwei Sect rushed towards the Gongsun Imperial Family, the Yin Ghost Sect, and the Danxia Sect in mid-air.

For a time, the spirits of the Star Alliance monks were greatly lifted.

"Boom!"

The six combined powers of the Ziwei Sect collided with the four powers of the royal family in an instant, and the two star monarchs also took the opportunity to cover up and kill, and in an instant, the four powers of the Gongsun royal family seemed to be a little chaotic, and the power of the golden "color" qi and blood was great, and it seemed that it could destroy the heavens and the earth.

The first collision between the two sides took place in the sky!

The two star monarchs were okay and retreated slightly, but the six great powers of the Ziwei Sect were shocked back dozens of meters, and the flesh gradually "revealed" a trace of imperceptible cracks.

Gongsun Xing'er's eyes froze, and he said in a low voice: "No, these six people are not combined powers!"

Then he seemed to have figured out the reason, and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, it's just a group of walking corpses, without the power of the primordial gods, they have a powerful body, but they have no powerful combat power, what's the use, it's just that it can delay for a while!"

"Yes, yes, and after two thousand years, this powerful body is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, how can it be worthy of competing with my immortal golden body!" Gongsun Xingwu laughed wildly, arrogant.

The two star monarchs were silent, and the contact was instantaneous, not only the four great powers of the Gongsun Imperial Family, but even they also felt the situation of the group of monks of the Ziwei Sect, but with the support of an extremely strange energy, the real combat power was far inferior to the combined power.

There are no spells, no supernatural powers, no comprehension of any laws.

There was only a broken body and a belief in the last dignity of the Ziwei Sect.

The six great powers of the Ziwei Sect were not afraid, did not flinch, and their stiff faces did not even have the slightest change in expression, and when they were beaten back, they rushed up again.

Over and over again......

The same is true of the white bone monks of the Ziwei Sect who rushed into the camp of the Yuanying Great Monk, but they just relied on the white bones that had been integrated into the immortal qi to fight and fight with the Great Monks of the Imperial Family, the Danxia Sect, and the Yin Ghost Sect.

But how could he resist the constant bombardment of the Heaven and Earth Law Phases of the Tripartite Yuanying Great Cultivator, the white bones shattered and scattered all over the ground, until the last strength disappeared.

Hundreds of great cultivators of the Ziwei Sect followed one after another, fearlessly rushing towards the royal family, the front fell, and the back immediately made up.

They are guarding Ziwei Xingjun with the last remnants of their bodies!

The battle of the Jindan monks gradually became clearer, the Star Alliance monks suffered heavy casualties, the nine core disciples were all exhausted, and they were unable to fight again, only Lin Yi was in front of the immortal mountain, blocking the waves of fierce attacks of the royal family, the Danxia faction, and the Yin Ghost Sect monks.

Lin Yi's giant sword no longer had the momentum it had at the beginning, and his body gradually slowed down, and he was hit by the Dan weapon in many places on his body, so he could only barely avoid the vital point, trying to ensure that it would not affect the battle.

Lin Yi was still gritting his teeth and insisting, he was the only one left in the combat power of the Star Alliance's Jindan Period, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

He still has hole cards, and once released, it will be a ruin, leaving behind the game of life and death.

"Boom!"

High in the air, a powerful body of Ziwei Sect couldn't support it, and was shattered by Gongsun Xingwu's palm, and his broken body was scattered in the air, falling weakly.

One of the thin arms, stained with blood, trembled and struck at Gongsun Xingwu, and was ruthlessly crushed by the latter.

Even if the monks of the Ziwei Sect only have a severed arm and a phalanx bone, they still have to exert their last strength.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of monks of the Ziwei Sect were strangled by the tripartite forces of the Imperial Family, the Danxia Sect, and the Yin Ghost Sect.

They used their last afterglow to ignite the hope of the Star Alliance and protect the dignity of the Ziwei Sect.

At this moment, no one can forget the group of monks in front of them who are still fighting stubbornly with their crippled bodies.

At this moment, the three words of Ziwei Sect were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every monk, whether it was the Star Alliance or the Gongsun Imperial Family.

At this moment, several top forces in the Flood Desolate Continent were also moved and sighed.

At some point, the monks of the Star Alliance had already burst into tears, looking at the bodies that followed one after another, as if they were moths, pounced on the scorching flames.

The moment it burns, it is eternal.

Although this group of monks of the Ziwei Sect died and did not leave a trace in the flood wilderness, this scene of theirs became eternal.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, tears welled up, his eyes were already blurred, and he didn't know where a force was pouring in, he rushed and slashed hard, as if he wanted to kill a crime in this world.

Gongsun Xingwu pinched the neck of the last combined power of the Ziwei Sect, looked at the holes in the latter's eyes, and laughed wildly: "Ziwei Xingjun, today I want you to watch your Ziwei Sect collapse! Hahahaha! In the battle of the Demon Domain, you insisted on going your own way, did not measure your own strength, and raised the sect to conquer the Demon Domain, so that none of the people in your Ziwei Sect were spared. Now that your old ministry is for you, even the last corpse capital has been crushed to pieces by my royal family, you are the sinner of your Ziwei Sect!"

The powerful body of Ziwei Sect was the best preserved, but its eyes were dug out, and only two holes remained.

He was pinched by Gongsun Xingwu's throat and struggled to open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Gongsun Xingwu sneered: "What are you talking about, I can't hear clearly, be louder!"

Immediately, Gongsun Xingwu's subordinates strangled the throat of Ziwei Sect's power even harder, and they were almost about to be choked.

"Zong...... Sect...... Lord, we ...... No...... Blame...... You, you...... Do...... You're ...... We...... Heart...... Forever ...... It's all ...... The glory of the Ziwei Sect is that ...... The Great ...... of the Flood Man...... Taxi!"

When Lin Yi heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears, stained with his clothes.

He only felt like a sharp sword was stabbing in his heart, and his heart ached, and it hurt badly.

At this moment, the forces of both sides stopped fighting and looked at the figure of Ziwei Sect in the sky.

Gongsun Xingwu's eyes flashed with contempt, and he snorted lightly: "Great chivalry, bullshit!"

The powerful eyebrows of the Ziwei Sect suddenly burst out with a purple glow, and he said in a low voice: "Purple ...... ......!"

Before the words fell, Gongsun Xingwu sensed it, and his subordinates were lucky, and they pinched the latter's neck.

But Ziwei Sect's powerful arm was raised between the lightning and flint, and a punch hit Gongsun Xingwu's chest.

"Bang!"

Gongsun Xingwu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he regressed again and again, and there was no worry about his life.

The remaining three powers of the Gongsun Imperial Family shot at the same time, directly drowning the remnants of the last monk of the Ziwei Sect in the golden qi and blood.

"Hehehehe, Ziwei Xingjun, you are called a great chivalrous warrior in vain, but you can't even keep the monks of your own sect, what's the point of your life!" Gongsun Xing'er scolded lightly.

At the top of the Immortal Mountain, there was still half of Ziwei Xingjun's head that had not been condensed, but his spiritual power had stagnated, and the Yuan Shen trembled slightly, and his other physical bodies also had a tendency to collapse.

The Seven Killing Star Monarch roared: "Big brother, you must complete this last step! Why are these monks here? They are here for the dignity of the Ziwei Sect, so that you can live, but more importantly, ......"

"They are telling you with their actions, they have no regrets in the battle of the Demon Domain! You don't have to blame yourself at all! Even if two thousand years have passed, they still rush back as soon as they know that you are in danger, and they use the last afterglow of their lives to buy time for you, and at this last moment, you must succeed!"

Breaking Army Xingjun also said sadly: "Big brother, not for our brothers, not for the Star Alliance, not for the flood famine, not for yourself, just for this group of Ziwei Sect monks, you also have to live and complete the last step!"

At this moment, Ziwei Xingjun's primordial spirit calmed down, and it was a little terrifyingly quiet.

All eyes were fixed on the purple 'colored' primordial god on the top of the Immortal Mountain.

For some reason, except for the four great powers of the royal family, all the monks were crying, uncontrollably weeping.

A shocking sadness spread from the top of the mountain and seeped into the hearts of every monk.

It is a kind of grief from the soul, even after a thousand reincarnations, **** eternity, indelible grief.

All the monks could see clearly, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Ziwei Xingjun's Yuan Shen eyes, shining with crystal brilliance.

The Yuan Shen is composed of seven souls and six spirits, without flesh and blood, there should not be tears, but the Yuan Shen of Ziwei Xingjun shed tears.

Although those two tears were small, they were so obvious and bright red.

Two tears of blood.

Silent grief, purple weeping blood!