Ji Qinghuan, who originally had a bright smile, suddenly had his eyebrows raised.
Three hundred flame runes surged from her body, hot fire lotuses ignited in her eyes, and the space was distorted by her burning.
She soared into the sky, her figure graceful and domineering.
Wisps of flames turned into a stern dragon, hitting the meteorites falling from the sky.
The stars shattered into pieces and were wiped out by the atmosphere, then turned into sand and fell towards the Angel Star.
only.
There are millions of meteorites falling from the sky!
Even if she is a foundation-building monk, she cannot resist them all. What's more, there are even bigger stars falling towards the angel star at a very fast speed.
Ji Qinghuan's eyebrows furrowed into his temples, worried.
"I can smash some stars, but I can't block them all. I'm afraid hundreds of millions of people in Xia will be smashed to death!"
"Is this the huge crisis that Brother Ye said?"
Ji Qinghuan bit her red lips, while the flame dragon danced wildly behind her, tirelessly hitting the meteorites and stars falling from the sky.
Just a few dozen seconds.
Hundreds of stars were destroyed.
But... the sky fell, millions of stars fell, and she was left alone!
This is a natural disaster that even the foundation-building monks cannot resist.
Ji Qinghuan exhaled deeply.
"We must wait until Brother Ye comes out of seclusion. After he breaks through the golden elixir, he can deal with it!"
Ji Qinghuan has faith in his heart.
But the people of Xia Kingdom and the immortal cultivators did not.
They looked up at the millions of meteorites falling rapidly, sweating in fear and trembling with fear.
"Why do stars fall? Is the end really coming?"
"What a terrible sight, worse than a nightmare."
"The streets are crawling with rats, insects and ants. They are all scared and scared. They want to escape, but there is no place in the world where they can escape!"
People are scared, people are trembling, and people are in tears.
After the immortal cultivators experienced a brief panic.
They all gradually calmed down.
"We are immortal cultivators and we cannot sit back and wait for death. Isn't it possible that among the 370,000 immortal cultivators in Xia Kingdom, none of them are men? Watching Chief Ji Qinghuan support himself alone?"
"Yes, we can't watch the show. Behind us is our home, our parents, and our lovers. We can't just watch the meteorite kill our relatives and friends!"
"Reach into the sky and resist meteorites! Why should monks like us be afraid of natural disasters?"
"Don't be a coward in the name of an immortal cultivator!"
Although some cultivators fled and retreated, there were also 300,000 cultivators who came forward.
There are even immortal cultivators who sacrificed their lives to fight for the national calamity and crashed into the meteorite with the attitude of seeing death as if they were returning home.
"If I die, please raise my parents!"
"My daughter and wife, please take good care of me!"
"We can become immortal cultivators and live a happy life because of the gift given by the King. It is time for us to repay the King."
"The king is making a breakthrough, we have to hold off for a while! Fight for the king! Fight for the Xia Kingdom!"
The immortal cultivators soared into the sky, like swarming locusts, and several of them joined together to smash the meteorite with all their strength!
Ji Qinghuan's eyes flickered and the corner of his mouth turned up into a smile.
With 300,000 Qi refiners in charge, all she had to do was stare at the giant stars.
Don't worry about exploding every meteorite.
Stress dropped drastically!
Ji Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Five years ago, Brother Ye spread the "Qi Refining Technique" across the country. Was he anticipating this day?"
"As expected of a god, he is transcendent from the ordinary world and has already started planning..."
Ji Qinghuan's eyes flashed with admiration and astonishment.
Later.
She looked up at the falling stars in the sky and punched out.
Thousands of giant dragons cover the sky and rush towards the sky.
Several giant stars shattered instantly.
Two thousand meters below Ji Qinghuan, the cultivators on the third level of Qi Refining were trying their best to activate their cultivation and hit meteorites that were countless times smaller.
Further below, there are more than 30,000 monks on the second level of Qi Refining, forming a defensive network.
Further down, there are more than 100,000 monks at the first level of Qi Refining who are on guard.
The fifth layer of defense network naturally consists of more than 200,000 Qi Sense monks. More than ten of them must work together to stop a meteorite the size of a mountain range.
but.
The five-layer defense network stopped millions of stars from falling!
but.
Above the sky.
The impact continues.
And it’s getting more and more fierce!
Suddenly.
A huge gap opened in the sky.
A torrent of white spiritual energy pours down from the gap like a galaxy.
The rumbling sound was deafening.
And in that torrent of spiritual energy.
There was a half-human, half-tiger creature that exuded a terrifying aura, emitting a tiger roar that solidified her meridians and spiritual energy.
Ji Qinghuan struggled to activate the spiritual power in his body, and his heart sank to the bottom.
"Hiss—it's actually a strong person from the golden elixir? A group of... strong people from the golden elixir, there are hundreds of them?"
Under the suppression of waves of terror.
Ji Qinghuan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
You know, a strong person with golden elixir... can kill her just by repeating his palms!
At this moment, Ji Qinghuan had an unknown premonition in his heart, and sadness appeared on his beautiful face.
"Brother Ye, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you out of seclusion..."
With a slight sigh.
The flame lotuses in her eyes were dazzling like never before, and three hundred flame runes were floating around her body.
Giant flame dragons held up her graceful figure.
no doubt.
She was going to burn the spiritual power in her body and risk her life.
now.
She had no other focus and was willing to use her eggs to hit rocks, trying her best to delay time for Lin Qiye.
Even if it's just for a second.
However.
Her rage was in full bloom, and in the eyes of the Divine Tiger Clan, she was as ridiculous as a mantis using its arms as a chariot.
The golden elixir masters of the Divine Tiger Clan let out an earth-shattering laugh.
"Pfft! It turns out that the strongest person in this small world is a foundation-building ant."
"She still wants to fight us desperately? Tsk tsk..."
"Kill them all! I don't like the human race, let alone the unlucky name of Xia Kingdom!"
The strong men of the Divine Tiger Clan seemed to have remembered something unpleasant, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
then.
A strong man with golden elixir opened his mouth and spit out a cold ice arrow.
The cold and cold arrows penetrated the void, bringing up a white turbulent stream across the endless galaxy, which was the trace left by the friction between the spiritual energy and the cold arrows.
The cold arrow is extremely fast.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Ji Qinghuan.
She can't avoid it.
Because he was pinned to the void by the ice, he couldn't even breathe.
"Before I die, I won't be able to see Brother Ye for the last time..."
Ji Qinghuan shed two lines of tears.
His face was full of regret and sorrow.
She couldn't resist, she could only tremble her shoulders, close her eyes and wait for death.
below.
The souls of more than 300,000 monks were trembling with fear.
"Lord of the country! Lord of the country! Come out and save us!"
"You are our patron saint."
"Xia Guo needs you, and Commander Ji Qinghuan needs you. If you don't come out of seclusion, Commander will die!"
"Please come out of the country, Lord!"
"Please come out of the country, Lord!"
"Please come out of the country, Lord!"
Three hundred thousand monks were in despair.
Looking up to the sky and roaring.
The hoarse roar shook the heavens and the earth, like mountains shouting and the sea shouting.
Where are you, Lord?
Your people need you!
Come and save your people!
Come and save your people!
In a desperate and sad voice.
A tall figure with thunder all over his body finally appeared.
The figure is as slender as bamboo and pine, exuding an aura that stands tall on the sky and the earth.
When he appears, he has an aura that seems to be able to suppress all disasters!
The 300,000 immortal cultivators in Xia Kingdom felt as if they had eaten a weight in an instant, and their hanging hearts fell to the ground.
Above the sky, Lin Qiye was just a flickering room.
Then he came to Ji Qinghuan's side.
He held the girl's waist with his left hand.
The cultivation of the golden elixir realm spread and enveloped Ji Qinghuan, taking away all the pressure on her body.
Later.
Lin Qiye stretched out his right hand and lightly caught the cold arrow that was coming at extremely fast speed.
Just grab it, it's cool, simple, and effortless.
It's like picking up a fallen leaf, like catching a speck of dust.
Immediately afterwards.
Lin Qiye flicked his backhand and threw the cold arrow back.
The speed of the cold arrows shot back skyrocketed tenfold.
The golden elixir expert from the Divine Tiger Tribe didn't react at all, and his body was pierced, and half of his body was blown into a ball of blood mist.
The next second.
The cold arrow even penetrated the chests of three golden elixir realm divine tiger warriors.
Raise your hands and feet to shoot and kill the four golden elixir warriors.
Lin Qiye's expression showed no fluctuation, just hanging in the sky calmly.
In arms.
Ji Qinghuan opened her bright eyes, and her delicate face showed surprise and happiness.
What was reflected in her eyes was Lin Qiye, whose facial features were extremely handsome, and even his strong brows were so handsome that she was attracted to her heart.
Ji Qinghuan's delicate body trembled slightly and she couldn't help but hug Lin Qiye tightly.
I am afraid that the scene in front of me is a hallucination before I die.
She bit her tongue, the pain piercing her heart, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Lin Qiye's sonorous and powerful voice sounded as warm as jade.
"Your god has come."
"You shouldn't be late, right?"
Ji Qinghuan nodded, her smile as delicate and beautiful as a delicate painting.