The speaker was an old man with a white beard, who looked like a respected senior. Yang Yi was a little confused, but he saw the main gods standing at each eye of the formation.
As a magic circle that seals the fallen angels, it has an unusually large number of formation eyes. There are a total of forty-nine formation eyes in different positions, and the main gods are standing in sequence.
"Over there, stand in the middle and raise the Holy Light Sword!"
A bearded god looked at Yang Yi and shouted, and Yang Yi nodded.
"My name is Xu, you can just call me Xu Lao."
The white-bearded old man explained with a smile, "Because you are the master of the Holy Light Sword now, so only you can stand in the center of the formation. What you have to do later is to help us convert our energy into energy through the Holy Light Sword."
The energy of the seal is injected into the magic circle."
"This is the first time that the magic circle has cracks. I can't guarantee how long it will take to repair it. I can only work hard for you this time. You must hold on." ??
Yang Yi nodded, with a solemn look on his face, "Okay, I understand."
It can be seen that the owner of the Holy Light Sword is very important, and this time, Yang Yi's task is even more difficult.
"Don't worry about the outside world. Others have gone to various places to prevent the Fallen Angels from causing trouble. They will persist until we complete the repair of the magic circle."
Xu Lao patted Yang Yi on the shoulder and said, "Let's get started."
Yang Yi stood in the center of the formation and raised the Holy Light Sword as they said. A total of forty-nine gods sacrificed their energy and came towards the Holy Light Sword.
When Yang Yi felt the power of everyone, he felt like he was about to explode. Complex and chaotic energy filled his body through the Holy Light Sword. In an instant, he felt like he was about to explode.
"Don't panic, just convert these sources into the ones you need as you normally would. Just inject it into the magic circle!"
Xu Lao looked at Yang Yi's frowning face and quickly reminded him. After hearing this, Yang Yi tried the method that Xu Lao said.
The sources of violent collisions calmed down as expected, and the holy light sword in Yang Yi's hand emitted bursts of light, flickering on and off, as the magic circle was being injected.
After the first round of transformation, Yang Yi was close to collapse. However, this was just the beginning. As energy was accumulated again and again, Yang Yi had less and less time to breathe. In the end, it was almost uninterrupted.
is transforming.
Yang Yi's Dantian was numb with pain, and he almost fainted, but there was only one thought in his mind, that is, he must hold on and transform, otherwise it will be a catastrophe for the entire Court of Gods.
"How can this kid persist for so long? Is it because of the blessing of the Holy Light Sword?"
One of the gods couldn't help but ask, and Xu Lao shook his head.
"No, it's not the Holy Light Sword that drives him, but he drives the Holy Light Sword. Didn't you notice? He is absorbing the source energy faster and faster."
The magic circle on the ground gradually began to emit light from the darkness. Yang Yi was a little tired after experiencing the impact again and again. After another source of energy transformation, he finally couldn't help but half-knelt on the ground.
His sanity was already on the verge of collapse. He bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to wake up. When he lowered his head, he saw that nearly 70% of the magic circle had been repaired, and the movement outside was getting louder and louder.
Obviously, those fallen angels were aware of the changes inside and began to stop them at all costs.
"They are still carrying it with all their strength outside, and I...want it too
persist in."
Yang Yi gritted his teeth and said, then stood up suddenly. The meridians and Dantian in his body felt as if they were on fire. Every time he moved the source, it was as painful as if he had been cut open and stitched back together.
"Soon, soon, soon!"
Seeing that the magic circle was about to be repaired, the gods were gradually exhausted, but they still insisted on continuing to deliver the source.
Everyone was working hard to seal it. Yang Yi gritted his teeth and looked at the determined expressions of everyone.
There were bursts of darkness in front of his eyes. Yang Yi knelt on the ground holding the Holy Light Sword, gasping for air. .??.
It's like a huge pump that can't bear the original load and is about to fail.
"Hold on! My little friend, we're just a little bit there!"
Xu Lao shouted loudly, but Yang Yi had closed his eyes and lowered his head. He could no longer sense everything around him, and the magic circle that was originally emitting light on the ground gradually weakened.
At this time, everyone outside the Yun family saw the light gradually extinguishing, and the originally nervous expressions of the fallen angels suddenly became proud.
"The people inside are dying! They failed!"
"We just rush in and kill them!"
At this time, the Fallen Angels attacked the defense line of the gods even more crazily. Kaya and Jack stood together. Even Kaya was inevitably a little tired at this time, and her eyes were still cold.
She has killed three of the top ten fallen angels, and the remaining top experts are also restrained by the God of War and God. As long as Yang Yi persists, they will win!
As long as he can hold on!
"Brother Yi, Brother Yi?"
Yang Yi opened his eyes in confusion, and saw a dazzling white light in front of him. Shen Xue and Tiantian were standing in front of him, smiling at him. "Xue'er, Tiantian..."
Yang Yi opened his mouth, and the mother and daughter smiled gently, stepped forward and helped Yang Yi up.
"Brother Yi, we are waiting for you to come back."
Shen Xue kissed Yang Yi gently on the corner of the mouth, then turned into light and disappeared, while Tiantian hugged Yang Yi hard.
"Dad, I'm waiting for you to come back!"
Yang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and the gods' eyes immediately lit up when they saw this.
"He's awake, there's still hope!"
"continue!"
Yang Yi said in a deep voice, and the gods also regained their strength and injected energy again.
Xueer, Tiantian, for you, I must persevere...
"Buzz——"
The buzzing sound coming from the forbidden area of the Yun Family gradually spread outwards. In the God's Hall, the God also noticed something abnormal there.
He turned his head, looked at the man in front of him, and smiled, "Looks like you lost."
The man's skin was sickly pale. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Yun family, where golden light shone and the totem of the magic circle slowly rose.
Obviously, it was Yang Yi and the gods who succeeded.
"It seems that after so many years, the Court of Gods is not completely useless."
The man put down his hands, his body turned into golden light and headed towards the Yun family. His voice echoed in the God's Palace.
"I will come back again. I hope someone can help you next time."
The Lord of Heaven watched as streaks of golden light floated up from various locations in the Land of the Gods, heading towards the Yun family, and his figure disappeared into the Palace of the Lord of Heaven.
It seems that the Holy Light Sword has not chosen the wrong person. Sure enough, only that child can create miracles. Perhaps, the future of the Land of the Gods is also in his hands.
