The appearance of this voice seemed to wake up the people who had been awake for a long time, and when their eyes were cast on the purple light one by one, a thick burning heat appeared in that eyes.

Even if there is a white protective ring at this moment, they can still feel the coercion oozing from these two purple rainbows under this protective circle, and this coercion makes them clearly know that it is not weaker than the one on Jian Wuji's body.

Especially Ye Qiu, when he heard the word Zilong, his body trembled suddenly, and his eyes showed a strong shock, this long-lost name reminded him of the powerhouse who disappeared on the ninth peak thousands of years ago!

The next day, there was salvation!

This is the thought in the hearts of all the monks at this moment. As this thought emerged, they saw that these two purple rainbows were galloping towards the direction of this feathered city, and when they approached, the sound of the void echoing seemed to stop abruptly, and these two purple rainbows turned into two people in purple clothes at this moment, standing in mid-air!

The faces of these two people, when Ye Qiu looked at it, although he didn't know Zilong, the face of Ziyan made his mind instantly roar, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

God of War, Ziyan!

Even after Jian Wuxian saw these two monks, his expression changed suddenly, he looked at the cultivation of the black cultivation circle, stopped at this moment, his eyes were condensed on Zi Yan and Zi Long's bodies, his expression showed shock, he suddenly felt that the aura emanating from Zi Yan's body at this time almost made people feel suffocated.

Even if Zi Yan also exists in the Transformation Realm, but the sword without a trace can detect that the cultivation aura on Zi Yan's body is much stronger than the ordinary Transformation Realm, and the God of War Zi Yan really lives up to his reputation.

Zilong and Ziyan also clearly saw this scene in the Feather City at this time. But this was only a moment of doubt. Immediately, Zi Yan looked at Jian Wuxi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Heh... Soul Sucking Monk!"

Although the voice was very small, it finally came into the sword without a trace, and after making his body tremble slightly, he did not speak.

And Zi Yan looked at Ouyang Jingjing in the black cultivation circle again, seeing Ouyang Jingjing's painful expression, he looked away again, looking at Zilong's location, and his eyes once again showed killing intent. Obviously. He didn't want to care about what happened in the Feathered City.

So he suddenly raised the purple sword in his hand, pointed at the purple dragon's location, turned into a galloping purple rainbow, and slammed it away.

Seeing Zi Yan leave, the eyes of almost all the monks showed despair again.

Zi Yan let out a deep sigh, and his body turned into a purple rainbow, and the moment he suddenly approached the purple dragon, he suddenly turned into a running tiger. Around the tiger, purple flames burned, and when they hit the void, they caused cracks to appear in the void. There was a roaring sound echoing, and there was a whistling sound that almost made the heart tremble, with a strong coercion, directly towards the place where the purple dragon was. At this time, it was in Ziyan's eyes. Only anger!

Zilong's expression changed suddenly, he knew Ziyan's speed very well, and he didn't have time to deal with it too much at this time. Just blocked the sword in his hand in front of his chest, and when the purple sword blocked his chest, the tiger that Zi Yan turned into directly hit it.

Suddenly, the sound of the explosion suddenly sounded, and the roar echoed, and a purple shock wave quickly spread, as if it had spread for thousands of miles, before disappearing. This scene, when the countless monks saw it, their expressions showed a deep shock, and the battle between the strong made them seem to forget the fear brought by death!

Even if it was still a sword without a trace, when he saw the power fluctuation of this impact, his body trembled.

He knew very well that this impact didn't seem to activate any strange magical powers, just the collision with brute force, as the god of war Zi Yan who turned into no realm, and the power he possessed was indeed beyond those monks who turned into no realm, too much.

Under this strong impact, Zilong's body suddenly felt a sharp dull pain, which made his face appear painful, and when his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. He knew very well that the people in anger were the most terrible. Even if he knew that Zi Yan was no better than those, Zi Yan at this time seemed to have become mad with anger!

So when Zilong's body rolled upside down, he couldn't afford to slack off in the slightest, he knew that Ziyan would attack again. So in the retreating body, Zilong violently swung the purple sword in his hand, as if activating an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, and suddenly around his body, countless purple sword shadows appeared, like a rain of swords, roaring towards Ziyan.

Zi Yan's body did not retreat, facing these whistling sword shadows, he sighed again, and his palm suddenly swung out, and suddenly a large number of distortions appeared in the void around him, and under this distortion, a purple palm phantom suddenly appeared in front of his body, and after suddenly colliding with these sword shadows, in the diffusion of the power shock wave, there was a thudding sound that echoed out, resounding throughout the whole world.

At the same time, the purple sword held by Zi Yan pointed sharply at the sky, and under this finger, the white clouds in the sky suddenly began to become raging, as if rotating, and a huge whirlpool was formed in an instant, which seemed to cover half of the sky, and there were purple lightning bolts shuttling up from this whirlpool. And under this shuttle, when a violent force seeped out, under the control of Zi Yan's mind, a series of galloping purple lightning galloped towards the location of Zilong.

It seems that Ziyan and Zilong have no time to pay attention to this qiē, so at this moment, the sword without a trace is also sending out the power of cultivation again, and when he is secretly happy in his heart, he sends out a strong compression force against this black cultivation circle, and this power makes Ouyang Jingjing, who is under the black cultivation circle, hiss again.

This hiss, as if with despair, Ouyang Jingjing's head suddenly looked at the sky, because of the extreme pain, the corners of her eyes, as if uncontrolled, slipped out of two tears. With his mouth open, blood was already oozing out of his mouth, and the green silk on his head was unkempt, even fluttering without wind at this moment. Her gaze had become extremely trance-like, and after this hiss, she suddenly raised her head to the sky and roared: "Baishi ......"

With this roar, she wants to call out her endless grief and all the worries in her heart!

It was precisely because of this subconscious roar that the body of Zi Yan who had gone there was suddenly stunned, and the body that was attacking Zilong also stopped suddenly at this moment, and looked back at the Feather City again.

He knew very well that Baishi still had his primordial power there, and if Baishi really obtained the will of Wuwen, it must be very powerful. So anyone who has anything to do with Baishi, Ziyan's must know.

After thinking for a moment, Zi Yan actually gave up the pursuit of Zilong, but turned into a purple rainbow again, and suddenly flew towards the Feather City, and at the same time, it stopped in the sky above the Feather City.

It was precisely because of Zi Yan's departure that Zi Long took a deep breath, then turned into a purple rainbow and quickly escaped.

The appearance of Ziyan once again made the sword without a trace stop sending out the power of cultivation.

Frowning slightly, Zi Yan's gaze was condensed on Ouyang Jingjing's body, and after a moment of silence, he saw that Ouyang Jingjing was about to pass out, and he also knew that the soul behind Ouyang Jingjing was damaged at the moment, and said softly: "You, do you know Baishi?"

Ouyang Jingjing didn't seem to have the strength to speak, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and even her eyelids didn't seem to be able to open completely, after controlling her consciousness, she looked at Ziyan hard, and did not speak, but nodded heavily.

"God of War, Ziyan!"

Just as Ouyang Jingjing nodded, under the huge white protective ring, Ye Qiu stood on the city wall, his expression excited. He knew very well that since Zi Yan could come back again, it meant that this Feathered City was saved, so he opened his mouth at this moment.

Hearing this, Zi Yan looked back at Ye Qiu's location under the white protective circle. Obviously, he didn't know Ye Qiu, but as a former god of war, a powerhouse who swept the entire second day, it was not strange for people who knew him, so he asked curiously: "Who are you, how do you know my name......

Ye Qiu clenched his fists and bowed, showing respect, and said: "My name is Qiu Ye, thousands of years ago, I went with you to find the will of no question, but I didn't enter the ninth peak, so I naturally know you." Now, thousands of years later, this second day ushered in this catastrophe, and I hope that Ziyan, the god of war, can help us relieve this catastrophe. Ye Qiu's words were extremely sincere.

Frowning slightly, Zi Yan's gaze moved away from Ye Qiu's body, looked at the location of the sword without a trace, and then looked at the location of Ouyang Jingjing, but obviously, he had no intention of making a move, and said: "I won't care about these trivial matters, even if it is a catastrophe this next day, it will be automatically lifted by this next day." I, Ziyan, don't have that much leisure to manage these things. ”

Zi Yan's words made Ye Qiu's body tremble suddenly, and his expression once again showed despair, he knew very well that Zi Yan had his own pride. So instead of continuing to plead, he fell silent, not knowing how to speak.

"Could it be that this is really destined by God?"

In silence, Ye Qiu lowered his head and took a deep breath, and when despair appeared in his eyes, he groaned secretly in his heart.

"Zi Yan, kill him!"

At this time, still in the location of the Nine Tribulation Peak, when a violent coercion seeped out, a word echoed in the sky above this feathered city at this moment, like a thousand miles of sound. (To be continued......)