Yang Hui and other great monks from hundreds of tribes felt that their mouths were dry and their hearts were beating violently. They looked at Xu Ziyan, whose eyes were still closed, with a hint of fear in their solemn eyes. They suddenly thought of Xu Ziyan's battle with the holy-level Dzogchen.

The sight of the peak in the later period can't help but magnify the fear in his eyes.

Xu Ziyan's eyes slowly opened, and each pair of eyes picked out a rotating complex pattern. Yang Hui and others immediately felt that the surrounding space and time had changed.

"Kacha..."

Hearing the sound of shattering, the restriction set up by Yang Hui and other monks was crushed by Xu Ziyan's eye of space. Yang Hui's expression changed. He knew that in an instant, the holy monks of Shangyuan Continent would be destroyed.

Will come back. In this case, even if Xu Ziyan does not wake up, their operation this time has failed. Without the isolation restriction, not to mention those saint-level monks from Shangyuan Continent will return immediately, even Yanshan Soul can

After mobilizing the entire Taixu Sect's Immortal Formation, their hearts trembled when they thought of the power of the 90,000-strong formation of the Taixu Sect's outer sect. What's more, this was the great formation of the Taixu Sect's inner sect?

Since Xu Ziyan sat up, the light mask covering Xu Ziyan has gathered into the clone of Yanshan Soul, standing next to Xu Ziyan, with the formations flashing in his eyes, staring at Yang Hui, making the pressure in Yang Hui's heart continue to increase.

. His lips wriggled, and he made a sound with a dry throat.

"Alliance Leader Xu..."

"Forget it this time, but it's only this time." Xu Ziyan said lightly: "My injuries have not fully recovered. When I fully recover, I still need you to end this catastrophe in the fairy world. Of course. You can also

Try to kill me while I'm still injured."

"Don't dare!" Yang Hui's heart skipped a beat: "We did something wrong this time!"

After saying this, Yang Hui's face turned red. He had not said anything about admitting his mistake for many years. But now he had to say it. Xu Ziyan put too much pressure on them, although at this time Xu Ziyan was just

Standing there quietly, not showing a trace of power, but when they think of Xu Ziyan's past, the pressure is like a mountain pressing on them.

"Bang……"

Yanshan Soul took a step forward, and the entire Taixu Sect's inner sect changed. Every Saint-level monk from the Hundred Clans felt an inexplicable danger enveloped them. They knew that this was Yanshan Soul who had activated the Taixu Sect's Immortal Formation.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

One after another, figures fell on Yaowang Peak. After Xu Ziyan broke the isolation restriction, Yaowang Sun Qingmu immediately released his spiritual consciousness and notified the holy monks of Shangyuan Continent who were fighting everywhere. They landed on Yaowang Peak one by one.

Staring at Yang Hui and other monks angrily, the Immortal Master even said gloomily:

"Okay! We are fighting everywhere, but you are stabbing us in the back. What a good ally!"

The faces of Yang Hui and other monks from hundreds of tribes turned red, but they could not argue. The facts were right in front of them. They could only look at Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan sighed and said to Yanshan Soul:

"Shanhun, let them go."

Yan Shanhun's hands holding the hammers loosened and tightened. Tightened, loosened and tightened again. The aura on his body fluctuated. The evil charm on his face gradually disappeared. His eyes became extremely cold. He stared at Yang Hui and said coldly:

"Yang Hui, be careful in the future and don't do anything that would make me do anything. It's not difficult for me to kill you."

Yang Hui's expression froze, and there was a look of humiliation and deep dissatisfaction in his eyes. Yan Shanhun had already put away his hammers. His cold eyes became faint.

"Don't accept it? Just remember. Next time I will not only kill you, but I will also break the crown on your head into pieces."

Yang Hui's expression changed, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart. He knew the strength of others very well in the entire Taixu Sect, but he only didn't understand Xu Ziyan and Yanshan Hun. Logically speaking, Yanshan Hun's strength should not be as good as Xu Ziyan, but Yanshan Hun's face

The kind of confidence shown above just gives people a feeling. His combat power is not weaker than Xu Ziyan, and he has a strong trump card.

Silently retreating, Yan Shanhun waved his hand, and those instant immortal formations dispersed, and all the monks from the Hundred Races stepped back with sad expressions. These Saint-level monks from the Hundred Races did not stay in Taixu Sect, but

He flew directly out of Taixu Sect. As soon as he flew out of Taixu Sect, Minghao whispered:

"Chief, what should we do?"

"What else can be done? Continue to hunt the Chaos Beasts, wait for Xu Ziyan to fully recover, and follow Xu Ziyan to end the catastrophe."

"We might as well go back to the Broken Continent!" The Earth Clan leader said with lingering fear: "Now they have completely offended Taixu Sect. When Xu Ziyan fully recovers and ends the catastrophe, will they deal with us?"

"Alas..." Yang Hui sighed, stood silently in the air, and said for a while: "What if we return to the Broken Continent now, and those chaos beasts and extraterrestrial demons also chase us? There is nothing like Taixu Sect there.

There is a large protective formation, and even if we join forces, what chance do we have of winning against that holy-level Dzogchen Chaos Beast?"

"Then what should we do?" The leader of the Rain Clan looked worried.

"Now you know you are in a hurry?" the giant clan leader said sarcastically: "Isn't it your bad idea at the beginning?"

"We are also doing it for the hundreds of tribes..."

Yang Hui waved his hand to stop the saints: "The only thing we can do now is to continue to hunt the chaos beasts and extraterritorial demons, wait for Xu Ziyan's recovery, and then end the catastrophe under the leadership of Xu Ziyan."

"What about after the catastrophe ends?"

"Return to the Broken Continent. If there is no one like Xu Ziyan among our hundreds of tribes, or if there is no holy-level Dzogchen monk, then we should stop thinking about occupying the Shangyuan Continent."

"Then what if after the catastrophe ends, Xu Ziyan..." The leader of the Yu Clan looked at Yang Hui worriedly.

Yang Hui shook his head and said: "As long as we stick to our duties in the future, Xu Ziyan's character will not pursue what happened today."

Having said this, Yang Hui glanced at the monks seriously and said: "Now is no longer the era of hundreds of tribes. We must get used to this new era. Use all your strength to end this catastrophe."

"Yes!" The saints of the hundreds of tribes responded softly, each of them feeling helpless in their hearts.

The top of Medicine King Peak.

Yan Shanhun looked at Xu Ziyan in surprise and said, "Have you recovered?"

"Not yet!" Xu Ziyan said softly: "I am just a fully recovered consciousness, and the body's actions are all mobilized by spiritual consciousness. It will take some time for me to recover."

As Xu Ziyan spoke, he used his consciousness to mobilize his body so that his body lay flat on the dark brown rock again.

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