Above the nine heavens, Zhong Zihao put away Xin Youlian's body and crossed his knees to heal his injuries without saying a word.
With the help of the fountain of life, as long as it does not hurt the soul or the path, it will be healed in a short time.
He put away the Black Flame Demon Sword and the Hidden Dragon Monument, told everyone the news he had obtained from Ren Xiaotian, and then said with a serious face: "Seniors, what are your plans?"
Everyone shook their heads: "The Protoss suffered too much loss this time. I think there should be a shock. Let's go out and find out some news first."
Zhong Zihao did not stop him. Now, except for the existence of Tongtian Realm, it is difficult for others to find out the news that can interest them.
"Boy, let's leave first. I'll leave the rest of the mess to you to clean up," said the old man Wuwei.
"good!"
Zhong Zihao understood that these beings in front of him certainly did not bother to participate in the battle of the Immortal Realm in the Divine Realm.
Long Ren also left. In his words, the next war will inevitably sweep through the seven regions, and he urgently needs to return to Tianyao Mountain to make some preparations.
…
The moment your Majesty fell, you were in an endless dark space.
A figure with a ferocious face and a terrifying aura suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huh? Who in Yuntian Continent can kill my slave?" He frowned slightly and said to himself, "Have things changed? It seems that I have to hurry up and get out of seclusion!"
After saying that, he felt the situation inside his body and said: "Oh, you are indeed his strongest warrior. That sword can actually make it impossible for me to recover for ten thousand years. However, it's almost done. There are still some left."
Just the last cyclone."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, but in the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes again.
"No, I must leave within half a year, no matter whether the last cyclone is repaired or not. I think these ants on Yuntian Continent, no matter whether I have fully recovered or not, will not be able to hurt me!"
"Ahahahaha!"
…
When Zhong Zihao fell from the sky and returned to the Yuetian Plain, the battle was already coming to an end.
Long Chen and Xueye almost fought to the death, and finally strangled the latter to death with his strong physical strength. However, he himself was also covered in injuries, and was recovering his strength while sitting cross-legged.
The battle between Murong Wan and Ji Qianlong is still going on.
The Water Singing Sword burst out with a bright aqua blue brilliance, and a vast ocean floated in the sky. Even Ji Qiantaki's innate magical power was drowned by the strong Taoist current.
"rise!"
After all, Ji Qianlong was not comparable to ordinary people. He remained calm and unhurried when he was trapped in a circle. Under the fierce infusion of demonic energy, the magic weapon chains surged wildly, like an ancient giant python hovering in the sky, stirring up huge waves in the sky.
"The extreme of water, condense!"
Murong Wan's white clothes fluttered, and a stream of extremely rich water poured out. The temperature of the world dropped suddenly, almost freezing the vast ocean. Some tiny ice cubes slowly emerged, like a sea of ice.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded, and the giant Ji Qianlong crushed the ice sea and escaped from it.
"Keng!"
The sound of Qingyue's swords was continuous, but he saw that the ice sea was constantly changing under the control of Murong Wan's majestic Yuan Power and Taoism. In an instant, it turned into thousands of giant swords that exuded a chilling coldness and flew out, slashing at Ji Qianlong.
Come to kill.
"Hmph, today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow!"
Ji Qianlong looked around and saw that most of the warriors from the God Clan had fallen, and Ren Xiaotian was nowhere to be seen. This battle had been completely lost.
He made a prompt decision and escaped in one direction. His speed was so fast that even the giant sword flying behind him couldn't catch up.
"Where to escape, stay with me!"
At this moment, a roar descended from the sky, and a terrifying silver spear came from the front with a momentum that intimidated the world. Wherever the spear passed, the surrounding void was instantly annihilated.
Ji Qianlong did not fight head-on, not because he was not strong enough, but because he was not allowed to waste any time at this moment, otherwise even escaping would become a delusion.
But just as he changed direction, a bright scorching sun suddenly bloomed in the distance, and a round of light burst out from it, carrying an extremely pure space force, directly forcing him back more than a hundred feet.
"Zhangtianzhi!"
Ji Qianlong's face changed slightly as she looked at the man holding a strange ruler walking out from under the scorching sun.
"Hey, why don't you stay and chat with us instead of leaving today?"
Behind, the space fluctuated slightly, and as the strange sounds of yin and yang came out, Luo Wuhen's figure gradually became clearer.
"Yes, trying to escape from the hands of a few of us can only be a fool's errand."
Another man with a knife rushed over. He had long fiery red hair and held a long knife that exuded a terrifying aura. It was Lie Kong.
Ji Qianlong looked at the crowd, and then at Murong Wan who was coming from behind. A smile suddenly burst out on his face: "I, Ji Qianlong, am so virtuous and capable that I can actually make the three great gods of the Jueshen Alliance, Mr. Luo and Fairy Murong
Take action at the same time?"
"But it's absolutely impossible for me to capture you without any help! Hahahaha..."
Ji Qianlong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the aura on his body became more and more dangerous, the aura kept rising, and the rich demonic energy filled the world.
"Back away, he's going to blow himself up!"
Murong Wan, who had the highest level of cultivation, sensed something was wrong immediately, and immediately spread her body skills to gallop, turning into a wisp of white light and flying several miles away in an instant.
The other people's reaction was not slow, and they started using their movements almost as soon as Murong Wan spoke.
But after all, they were still a step too slow. Before they could completely escape from the space enveloped by the demonic energy, a loud bang came from behind!
"Boom... boom!"
The violent power shattered the void, and even the black hole in space was annihilated before it could appear. The Fallen Sky Plain shook like an earthquake.
"Puff puff puff..."
Lu Yang, Hua Niu, Luo Wuhen and Liekong rolled and fell out of the void, spurting out blood before they even hit the ground.
"His grandma, my young master's tall and mighty image has been ruined by this guy."
One of Lu Yang's arms was blown off, and the muscles on his face were knitted together in pain, but he was still yelling.
"This guy deserves it!"
Liang Bianyun and Wu Chen rushed over and immediately took out the fountain of life from their bodies and handed it out. Their concern was beyond words, but they kept teasing.
"You two heartless things, I will take care of you after I get better."
"Hmph, who's afraid of whom?"
Zhong Zihao saw the scene just now, but did not take action. With his current level of cultivation, it would be inappropriate to participate in a battle of this level unless the lives of relatives and friends were in danger.
After a stick of incense, the entire battle was over. The entire army of the Gods was wiped out. Emerald Valley also suffered heavy casualties. More than two thousand warriors died. Nearly half of those who survived had varying degrees of injuries.
After briefly cleaning up the battlefield, Zhong Zihao glanced at the entire battlefield and headed straight for the only remaining hillside more than a hundred miles away.
Everyone was puzzled and followed him here with their body skills spread out.
After standing there for a long time, he took out Ren Xiaotian's body from the storage ring.