Alchemist Murong understood this and flew toward the west with the miniature magic circle, saying: "You go first, I will come later."
Soon after, Alchemist Murong had placed the miniature magic circle on the east mountain peak.
Then he caught up with Xue Ruzhi and others, and together they flew towards Beihai at great speed.
Less than ten minutes after everyone left, two figures appeared like ghosts.
These two people are respectively the Melting Messenger from Tianyun Palace and the Parallel from Void View.
Both of these two are fifth-level martial masters.
What Hu Heixin said was not wrong, if Prince Nangong hadn't fought hard and defeated the Celestial Alliance army.
The army delayed them until the two warriors arrived.
At that time, even if there are ten Nangong princes, they will be unable to save the situation.
"Why did you escape to the west?"
The melting messenger released his spiritual consciousness and sensed the surrounding atmosphere.
It was indeed discovered that the auras of Xue Ruzhi and others were flowing to the west.
Parallel Man was also a little surprised and frowned and said: "According to the intelligence, the deserters from the Anti-Celestial Alliance have been fleeing to the north. Why did they suddenly change direction?"
The melting messenger thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the people of the Tushen Sect are extremely cunning. Could it be that what they wanted to go to from the beginning was the west of the Western Continent."
"Just to mislead us and waste our troops, are you deliberately pretending to flee to the north?"
Parallel Man nodded and said, "That makes sense. These people are all important figures in the Tushen Sect, and are Lin Yun's weak spots."
"Sword Master has already said that he must be left alive."
The melting messenger sneered and said: "Among them, Alchemist Murong is the man who created the demon palace guard of the Tushen Sect, and that Xue Ruzhi's attainments in the magic circle are not inferior to Chen Sichang's."
"Take the first step to avoid letting Chen Sichang get ahead!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, no words needed, they both knew each other's purpose very well.
They want to catch the people who slaughter the Shen Sect so as to obtain the various secret methods of the Shen Slaughter Sect.
certainly!
This is not to enhance the strength of the Celestial Alliance, but to enhance the strength of Void View and Tianyun Palace.
As soon as the words fell, the two melting messengers increased their speed to the extreme and flew towards the west, both wanting to catch Xue Ruzhi and others in one fell swoop.
At the same time, somewhere in the western continent, a group of figures were fighting to the death with the army of the Celestial Alliance.
The situation was very tragic and extremely bloody.
"Haha, you have a good talent. Bow down in front of me and kowtow to me. I will spare your life!" A fourth-level martial saint looked down on everyone.
The army of the Celestial Alliance formed an encirclement.
The people surrounded were all direct disciples from the Holy Alliance, as well as some Martial Emperors and Martial Sects.
However, this number of people is still unable to withstand the Celestial Alliance's army, let alone the opponent's army of hundreds of thousands.
The person mentioned by this fourth-level Martial Saint old man is none other than the number one genius of the Sanctuary Alliance—Jian Zizai!
Jian Zizi's eyes turned cold and he slashed out with his sword.
This sword energy has already shown his attitude!
"Jian Zizi will only die in a battle, but will not surrender in a battle!" Jian Zi said calmly.
Now that his sword heart has become mature, he has almost become one with the sword. His character is firm and steady, and even when he is facing such a life-and-death situation, he does not change his expression.
"I don't know what it means!"
The strength of this fourth-level martial saint is not weak, and with the cooperation of many martial saints, even Jian Zizi is extremely talented, but it is simply unbearable.
He was a little angry because he was rejected by Jian Zizi.
The next second, the palms of this fourth-level martial saint came down, like tens of thousands of mountains pressing down at the same time, bringing unparalleled pressure.
In an instant!
A huge palm print fell from the sky.
Jian Zizi stood there and raised his hand with difficulty.
Now that he has been seriously injured, he may not be able to withstand this blow.
The majestic pressure even made it difficult for him to move.
As for the remaining direct disciples, their realms are not as good as the sword, so how can they help.
At the critical moment, a figure flew over at high speed and joined forces with Jian Zizi, and the two of them jointly unleashed dense sword energy.
But even so, it still only weakens the power of this palm seal.
boom--!
The majestic palm prints of the sword landed on their bodies, and immediately blood splattered everywhere.
Both of them flew out upside down, bleeding from their orifices.
"Jian Yan..." Jian Zizai, who was at a higher level, stood up with difficulty and helped Jian Yan beside him.
"Junior brother, if we continue to be dragged down by them like this, none of us will be able to leave until the Martial Lord from the Heaven Alliance arrives..." Jian Zizi coughed violently, and many of the muscles and bones in his body were broken.
He was only a half-step Martial Saint, and this palm almost killed him.
Jian Zizai frowned and stared into the distance, as if there were enemies there.
Looking around again, the direct disciples and true disciples of the Sanctuary Alliance were all trying their best and falling down one by one.
Even though the strength of the direct disciples is not weak, they are still vulnerable to the Martial Saint.
"Junior brother, take them away, and I'll come to cut off the queen for you!" Jianyan said firmly.
"With your level, there is no point in staying. I'll stay and you take them away." Jian Zizai once again clenched the sword in his hand, but Jian Yan struggled to grab his wrist.
"Junior brother, senior brother is not holding back..." Jianyan smiled, and the immortal energy in his body increased crazily.
Vaguely, it was actually bombarding the threshold of the Martial Saint.
Jian Zizai frowned, in fact Jian Yan could already break through to Wu Sheng.
This is because he has never been able to understand the way of swordsmanship, so he wants to suppress his own realm in order to hone his swordsmanship.
At this moment!
Jian Yan stepped into the realm of the Martial Saint, and his aura was clearly revealed.
"It would be better for you to go to Wu Sheng. If you take them away, you will have more opportunities. I..." Jian Zizai was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly.
He had already put life and death aside.
Although Jian Yan's strength is not as good as his, if anyone wants to stay and stop the Celestial Alliance's army, it should be him.
But Jian Yan spoke again, interrupting Jian Zi Zi's words.
"You are the hope of the Divine Sword Sect. Master has placed too much on you. Junior brother, you are the future of the Holy Alliance." Jianyan said with a smile.
"No! You take them..." Jian Zizi's tone was extremely firm, but before he finished speaking, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
With the sword in front of him, he took off the clothes on his upper body, and his body was actually covered with dense talismans.
and!
Jian Zizai has already injected immortal energy into these talismans.
As early as just now, he took all the talismans and seals from the disciples of the current formation sect.
Although the formation sect has not been as good as before since Chen Meiming's death, there are still thousands of talismans and seals left.