Ji Tianxing also knew that if he continued to fight, he would not gain any advantage at all.
It is impossible for Luoshui to defeat the two great martial gods, the ancestral demon god and An Yu, with one against two.
For the current plan, we can only evacuate this place first and make plans later.
However, it is not that easy for him to take Yunyao and retreat first.
As soon as Luo Shui defeated An Yu and Ling Xuan, the ancestral demon god slashed out three blazing swords and struck her on the head.
The three sword lights have different colors and contain different disasters, but their power is equally terrifying.
Luo Shui could not ignore the three sword lights, so he could only wave the Water-Reverse Divine Sword and resist with all his strength.
Taking this opportunity, An Yu and Ling Xuan made a comeback and caught up with Ji Tianxing and Yun Yao who were retreating.
The two fell into siege again, enduring the siege from An Yu, Ling Xuan and Shetuo.
The two sides only exchanged a few moves before Yun Yao was slapped away by Ling Xuan.
Just as Ji Tianxing was about to come to the rescue, he was repelled by An Yu with a sword and flew backwards dozens of miles away while vomiting blood.
An Yu and Ling Xuan both smiled triumphantly and rushed towards Ji Tianxing with murderous intent, intending to kill him on the spot.
Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth angrily, and a raging anger ignited in his chest.
He had to recognize a reality.
It is basically impossible to escape from this place with Yunyao.
He could only use that trump card to escape smoothly.
While wielding his sword and displaying his unique skills to resist the siege of An Yu and the others, he secretly sacrificed the small golden tower.
At this time, Luo Shui defused the attack of the ancestral demon god and rushed over to rescue Ji Tianxing and Yun Yao.
With a stern look on her face, she pierced out hundreds of rays of cold light, sending An Yu flying backwards.
Ling Xuan and Shetuo were also hit by the sword light, and their bodies were almost killed instantly. They were left with hideous wounds and a large amount of demon blood splattered out.
The two screamed and flew backwards, crashing onto the wasteland and creating a deep crater in the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Tianxing quickly teleported to Yunyao's identity, released his magic power without hesitation, and injected it into the small golden tower.
"Whoosh!"
The small golden tower bloomed with dazzling golden light, covering him and Yunyao.
Just before the figure was about to disappear, he took a deep look at Luo Shui and said via spiritual voice: "Let's go first. You have to take care and don't let the battle end!"
The next moment, golden light enveloped him and Yun Yao, and disappeared out of thin air.
Luo Shui turned his head and looked at the place where the two disappeared, a happy smile flashed in his eyes, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, she used two unique moves to block the attack of the ancestor demon and repel An Yu who came back.
She stopped lingering and disappeared in a flash.
In the next moment, she teleported thousands of miles away and appeared at the end of the wasteland.
The icy blue light flashed again, and she tore through the dim sky and escaped across space.
An Yu chased Luo Shui unwillingly for nearly ten thousand miles, but lost the trace and breath of Luo Shui, so he could only give up with anger.
The ancestral demon god was very calm and had no intention of pursuing him at all.
It still stood behind the sacred mountain. After a long time, the figure shrank back into the abyss of the sea of blood.
After all, it relies on the power of the Blood Sea Abyss to return to the divine realm.
It had only broken through to the divine realm a few days ago, and its foundation in the devil's path was not yet solid, and it was still being cultivated and nurtured.
Once it leaves the Blood Sea Abyss, its power is chaotic and unstable.
Not only will the strength be weakened, but there will also be a danger of divine violence.
Therefore, it will not leave the Blood Sea Abyss in the short term, and will further consolidate the foundation of the demonic path.
The ancestral demon god returned to the abyss, entered dormancy, and became silent again.
The world gradually calmed down.
The smoke, dust and demonic aura that obscured the sky and the sun gradually dissipated.
The power of the Nine Difficulties that pervaded the world also disappeared invisibly.
On the crumbling sacred mountain, more than three hundred surviving demons all showed expressions of joy in surviving the disaster.
In the devastated wasteland, the demons who were running in panic were finally able to stop and take a breath.
Ling Xuan and Shetuo, who were seriously injured, stood in the sky supporting each other.
The two looked at the messy sacred mountain with ugly expressions and eyes full of anger.
"Ji Tianxing! Luo Shui! Two damn beasts!
The sacred mountain has been destroyed like this, how long will it take to recover?"
Ling Xuan cursed angrily, his face distorted.
Shetuo was also full of indignation and said with a mournful face: "Half a year ago, Luoshui came to make a big fuss, destroying the Holy City and Beiming Palace, and it took us several months to recover.
Now that most of the sacred mountain has been destroyed, and so many guards and elites have been killed or injured, it will take at least a year to recover, right?"
At this time, Ling Xuan saw a dark red light speeding towards him in the southern sky.
He quickly warned Shetuo: "An Yu is back, don't say the wrong thing later.
Although the ancestor has returned to the divine realm, his power is still unstable.
We failed to kill Luo Shui and Ji Tianxing, so we cannot take it lightly.
We can still use An Yu and the strong men under his command!"
Shetuo nodded to express his understanding.
After a while, An Yu flew back to the sky above the sacred mountain and came to Ling Xuan and Shetuo.
His face was gloomy, and there were two beams of dark red flames burning in his eyes, obviously his anger was still lingering.
Ling Xuan knew the answer, but deliberately asked: "Lord An Yu, have you ever caught up with Luo Shui?"
An Yu kept his face solemn and said nothing.
Ling Xuan nodded and said to himself: "It seems that we let her escape, but this is normal, after all, she is one of the three great gods.
Sir, please be patient and calm, let us deal with the aftermath first and then discuss how to deal with them."
An Yu stared at him expressionlessly and said in a low tone: "Ling Xuan, dealing with Luoshui Martial God is your demon clan's business.
My goals are only Ji Tianxing and Seventy-Two Cities!
I have done everything I need to do. You mobilize 500,000 warriors as soon as possible. I will capture the seventy-two cities as soon as possible.
Our plan cannot be delayed any longer, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Lord An Yu, if you succeed in killing Ji Tianxing, of course I will fulfill your promise.
However, Ji Tianxing has not been eliminated and is still a serious problem for us!"
He pointed to the devastated sacred mountain and said helplessly: "And you have also seen that our clan's sacred mountain suffered this catastrophe and was destroyed into ruins.
The top priority is that we need a lot of manpower to rebuild the shrine and repair the sacred mountain!
By the way, you have so many strong men under your command, shouldn't you lend some manpower to help me rebuild my home?
It doesn’t take much, just twenty people are enough!”
Seeing Ling Xuan's reaction, An Yu frowned and cursed angrily: "Asshole, go to hell!"
After scolding him, he angrily tossed his sleeves, turned around and flew away.
When he flew over the Holy City, he summoned the warships and rushed south at lightning speed.
Ling Xuan looked at the end of the wasteland, with a playful sneer on his lips, and murmured to himself.
"Hmph! You want to take advantage of my clan?
Sooner or later, my clan will swallow you up until you are nothing but your dregs!"