In the starry sky, a meteor-like brilliance cut through the darkness and passed through the colorful nebulae.
Wherever it passes, power overflows, stars are shattered, and space collapses.
"Boom!"
This ray of light hit the formation light screen above the Rakshasa City. The light screen was severely dented, the formation patterns flashed, and the energy storm was vented in all directions.
It's an arrow.
Death Sky Arrow!
The outer space of the Rakshasa Divine City is as fragile as if it were made of paper. The energy erupted from the arrows is constantly torn apart and spreads out.
The life planets, throne planets, war fortresses, and defense outposts that guarded the divine city all collapsed.
Thousands of Rakshasa monks did not even know what happened, but they were reduced to ashes, leaving only wisps of blood and soul fragments.
The monk standing in the divine city looked out and felt as if the entire universe was going to be destroyed by this arrow. His whole body became weak and he knelt down and collapsed on the ground.
"The calamity of annihilation of the world, the calamity of annihilation of the clan!"
I don't know who it was, and shouted in a trembling voice.
Fortunately, the protective formation of the Rakshasa City was activated in advance and blocked this heaven-destroying arrow.
However, countless buildings in the city have collapsed, ruins are everywhere, and even some spiritual mountains are dim and about to collapse.
In the formation towers, many formation masters were so shocked by the power of the dead arrows that they vomited blood and collapsed on the ground.
A young great sage walked out of the Holy Spirit Restaurant, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "The city of Rakshasa is not under attack for the first time, but, I don't know why, this time I feel unprecedented fear and despair."
Naturally, he would not know that this was the aura of the half-ancestral, and it would have an impact on the state of mind of the entire Rakshasa monks, frightening their souls.
Daluo Shrine.
Emperor Luo Yan was wearing divine armor, with a crimson cloak fluttering behind his back, and a pair of tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows, staring at the dead arrow.
Behind him, Emperor Nai, the war god of the Rakshasa tribe, the great gods, and the gods were all standing ready, wearing armor and holding halberds, with firm eyes, giving people a determination to face death.
However, with just one arrow, most of the throne planet and war fortress outside the Rakshasa City were destroyed, and even the city defense formation became precarious, which shows how terrifying the invading enemy is.
Many of the gods present had subtle changes in their moods, greatly affected by the aura of the half-ancestor.
"The Rakshasa clan will never be destroyed and will endure through thousands of calamities. Our gods should be fearless. When the sky falls, we will be our pillars. When the enemy attacks us, we will be our shields."
"Where are the gods of the Rakshasa tribe? Together with me, we will fight against the half-ancestor."
The divine voice of Emperor Luo Yan was so deafening that it dispelled the fear in the hearts of the gods, making everyone's blood boil and their fighting spirit burning.
"war!"
"war!"
…
The Great Luo Divine Seal was propped up by Emperor Luo Yan and spun rapidly.
He used the Great Luo Divine Seal as a medium to mobilize the power of the entire Rakshasa Divine City, and the divine clouds flew into the city-protecting formation one after another.
At the same time, all the gods expressed their aura, and pillars of light shot out from their heads, connecting with the formation light curtain in the sky, like densely packed divine pillars supporting the heaven and earth.
About three breaths after the dead arrow hit the formation light curtain, a magic pillar swung out from the world of nothingness, piercing the boundary between reality and nothingness.
The pillar is hundreds of millions of miles high and hits the city of Rakshasa with great force.
Then, a dark force spread from the depths of the starry sky, like a boundless ocean. When approaching the Rakshasa Divine City, this black ocean condensed into a black hand larger than the Rakshasa Divine City.
There is an "x" shaped mark on the palm of the black hand.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two waves of power that destroyed the heaven and the earth fell on the city defense formation of the Rakshasa Divine City.
In the city, many gods fell.
In a confrontation of this level, ordinary monks would not even have the courage to take action. The divine power can make them fall down.
…
Ji Fanxin stopped and looked back in the direction of Rakshasa City.
Luo Yi, Luo Shengtian, Feng Qingli, Shang Xia and other monks were surrounded by the light and shadow of the Divine Lotus, and they all looked at the starry sky in the distance, their eyes full of worry.
"It's really here, and it's so fast." Luo Yi said.
Luo Shengtian said angrily: "How dare they? If they make such a big noise, the heavens in the hell world will arrive soon."
Ji Fanxin dared to conclude that a big change must have occurred on the starry sky defense line, which would contain many powerful people from the hell realm. And the God of Raging Sky would sit in the abyss of darkness to fight against the twelve ancient tribes.
The ancient powerful men hiding on the Santu River will definitely take the opportunity to cause chaos and make the three tribes in the middle have no peace.
Who else can come to the Rakshasa tribe?
Besides, for a battle at the Tianzun level, at least Fengtian, a strong person of the Immortal God of War level, can participate. It is meaningless for other heavens to come.
Of course, Givenchy did not say these cruel words.
Feng Qingli said: "We shouldn't leave. If we stay in the divine city, we might be able to help out and share some of the burden."
Ji Fanxin shook his head and said: "It's useless. Guan Ba'er's explosive aura and demonstrated strength have obviously completely returned to the semi-ancestral state, and he is the most powerful person in the universe today. Now, the only restriction on him is
Yes, the rules of heaven and earth in this era are different from those in ancient times, which will affect his ability to display his strength."
"As long as he seizes the magic secrets mastered by Tianmu, he can break the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth and make up for the final flaw."
Shang Xia's face turned pale and he said, "Isn't he even stronger now than Te Ru was back then?"
"We can't talk the same thing." Ji Fan thought to himself.
Luo Yi said: "Who is that dark aura? Nine Deaths and Different Heavens... Emperor... ah..."
"Boom!"
Amidst the unacceptable exclamation of Luo Ji, far outside the star field, the city's protective formation of the Rakshasa Divine City was penetrated, the city was torn into pieces, and countless Rakshasa monks exploded into blood mist.
I can't imagine the tragedy there, and I don't know if any monks can survive the power of the semi-ancestral level.
"No, father, I want to go back!"
Luo Shengtian's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he rushed towards the Rakshasa Divine City regardless of everything.
Tears shone in Luo Yi's eyes. He gritted his teeth tightly and moved his body to stop Luo Shengtian.
During a dispute, Luo Ji slapped Luo Shengtian hard on the face.
Feng Qingli and Shang Xia, who were chasing after them, were both stunned.
"My mother is dead, and you want to watch your father die in front of us?"
After saying this, Luo Shengtian was the first to be discouraged, with tears streaming down his face, and a painful and helpless roar from his mouth, trying to vent out all the hatred in his heart.
All the Rakshasa monks present were in sorrow.
Ji Fanxin looked at all this calmly, observing the movements on the Rakshasa Divine City, and said: "Now is not the time to be sad. Their goal is not the Rakshasa Divine City, but to lure Tianmu from Luozu Yunshan Realm.
, they have succeeded!"
"Are they going to kill Tianmu?"
The Rakshasa monks were all in disbelief.
"If Tianmu dies, the Rakshasa clan will really be doomed!" one of the Rakshasa clan gods said.
Luo Ji said coldly: "The Rakshasa clan will not be finished. We are still here. We carry the seeds and inheritance of the Rakshasa clan with us. As long as we are still alive, who dares to say that the Rakshasa clan is finished?"
When the situation reached this point, Givenchy took off the jade leaf from his neck and crushed it into pieces.
"There may be a turning point! Let's go, get out of here quickly."
…
When Zhang Ruochen arrived at Baicanxing, a gap had been opened in the Great Qi Ancestral Talisman Formation.
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment, gathered his aura, became transparent, and flew into the gap.
"boom!"
As soon as they entered, they saw in the desert in the distance, the Ice King was hit in the waist and abdomen by the boundless Heavenly Chain. A large amount of flesh and blood was splashed out. Only the spine was left in the waist, and the divine body was almost broken.
In that area, the master of the Temple of the Immortal used the Mysterious Secret of Blood Sea and Heaven to suppress the blood energy and regular divine patterns in the Ice Emperor's body.
Qingyun Que holds a divine bow, and nine divine arrows of different shapes are suspended around him. Two of the arrows are still covered with blood, having shot the Ice King before.
Wu Bian said: "Xia Huangchao, how does it feel to have the Heavenly God Lock? Has darkness entered your body? I dug out the heart of that phoenix back then with my own hands, and used the way of darkness to swallow up the spiritual thoughts in her heart. Today,
Not only will you not be able to take revenge, you will also have to follow in his footsteps."
The Ice King was covered in injuries, and his white hair was stained with blood. In his mind, for some reason, he recalled the scene outside the Temple of the Immortal a hundred thousand years ago.
The pain in my body was instantly overshadowed by the pain in my heart.
The dark power contained in the God Lock cannot be refined in a short period of time, the wounds continue to bleed, and the flesh begins to rot.
However, when these dark forces spread to the twenty-first bone of his spine, a huge stream of blood burst out from that bone.
The Ice King's injuries healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the forces that invaded the body were dispelled.
"Roar!"
The Ice King roared loudly, his white hair flying.
Behind him, endless blood condensed into a tall figure with twenty-seven pairs of blood wings.
The palace master stared at the Ice Emperor's back, his eyes blazing and full of jealousy, and said: "Immortal Bones! The legendary Immortal Bones! How could your luck be so good? I have been looking for it on the White Star for tens of thousands of years and still can't find it.
I found this bone left by the ancestor Yin, and you actually found it!"
Qingyun Que originally wanted to leave to find the body of Patriarch Qingtian, but after seeing the immortal bones, he rushed up to attack the Ice King almost at the same time as the palace master.
"Shameless, three will hit one."
Under a female tree in the Immortal Blood Forest, Yan Yinger gritted her teeth and cursed.
Xia Yu's eyes were full of worry, and he glanced at the gap in the sky, calculating the probability of escaping from Baicanxing under the noses of Wu Bian and others.
Under the mother tree is the tomb of Patriarch Qingtian, but Xuetu has lost the mood to dig.
Once the Ice King dies, how can they stand a chance to survive?
Without his senior brother, and without his great luck, Xuetu felt that the so-called seeking wealth and honor in danger was just a lie.
What we are facing now is no longer a dangerous situation, but a desperate situation.
"I seem to feel my father's breath." Chi Kongle said.
Xuetu was overjoyed and said: "Is it true?"
"Maybe I miss him too much!"
Chi Kongle shook his head gently. When he was about to face death, the only things in his mind were his father's gentle smile and the lights of thousands of families under Kongle Mountain.