"Li——" Hong Yuan screamed suddenly.

This combined the attack of the holy weapon Phoenix Divine Qin, like the cry of the immortal phoenix, which shocked Li Jianqiu's blood and blood flowed back, making him dizzy, and directly forced Li Jianqiu to retreat.

For a moment, Hong Yuan and Li Jianqiu were entangled again.

However, he no longer had the energy to rescue the saints of the Donghuang Sect.

...

...

The cruel flesh-and-blood grinder opened again.

Among them, heroes of the two clans emerged one after another, showing their magical powers.

But there are very few who can always shine.

The rear of the human race.

A small world full of vitality and forest-shaped shape.

One saint after another came and left with full blood, but more of them left in the desolation.

"The magical power of water - the creation of water!"

"The magical power of the Wooden Dao - the reincarnation of the Qinglian!"

"The supernatural powers of the universe - people are the same!"

“…”

On the front side, Bai Qingxu's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Even though he has reached the eighth-level saint realm, he can exert more powerful power. But he is still powerless when facing a group of comrades-in-arms as he did more than 30 years ago.

Fierce, too intense.

It’s not that he can’t save it well, but that once he chooses to spend a lot of energy to save such a seriously injured martial saint, more martial saints will fall.

He must be selective to save and make choices!

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Bai Qing was anxious and anxious, but his face still maintained a cold expression.

He cannot show panic, otherwise it will cause more panic.

Dao medical supernatural powers and holy tools operate at high amplitude and burn wildly, but it is not enough, and it is far from enough!

"Doctor, that's fine, just do it."

A gentle middle-aged martial saint smiled and stopped Bai Qingxu's movements.

Immediately, under the gaze of saints, he turned around and left.

He wants to use his last life to display the great wind and strive to kill more demons, even if he is pulling a demon saint!

Bai Qingxu has no time to sad the spring and autumn. Now, every minute and every moment are extremely important.

He immediately turned around and directly treated the next saint, but he tried a little harder.

On the other side.

Behind the demon clan, there is a small world full of lively and vitality.

The demon saints kept lying in, and the demon saints kept holding on for the last breath and continued to charge outward.

"The magical power of the wood path - the dead wood meets spring!"

"The magical power of the waterway - return to the field to moisten things!"

"The magical power of the universe - the new clothes are as good as before!"

"The Holy Artifact Four Seasons Bell, get up!"

Wei Qin, who had been promoted to the eighth-level saint, has transformed from a cicada in spring to a cicada in autumn, but the difficulties he faces are still as difficult as Bai Qingxu.

That is, there are too many injured people and too severe, so he must be treated selectively!

The war ignited and sentient beings fell.

...

The heaven and earth collapse, the sun and the moon fall.

Suddenly, huge explosions sounded in the air, and the pieces of Datong wind cleared out the blank space, and the extremely precious fragments of the holy artifacts flew everywhere.

Such a cruel scene is far better than the battle for the ten thousand realms of the demon clan and the battle for the destiny of the human race!

What is a saint? Even if he is a great saint or a quasi-emperor, he will die here if he is not careful.

The army of the demon clan, two demon clans are lurking in their ancient will, waiting patiently.

"Brother Li, the human race is really like a centipede insect, and it will not be stiff. I didn't expect that we have once before, and they can even suppress our army."

"Yes, it's really terrible. If this were not the case, our races would not be united and would be unified into demon races."

"Wait a little longer, the Holy Lord said that if you don't spread the demonic energy and the spirit into the Northern God Continent, then don't use [to use yourself as a bridge to communicate with the world]. Even if the army collapses, you should not use it."

"The Holy Lord seems to be a little too cautious, but I know the right way, so you can rest assured."

"The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass's defeat is ahead, and the Saint Lord cannot be careful. Be cautious, be cautious..."

The ancient will of the two demon clans was transmitted quickly with the sound of the divine consciousness.

Although they didn't understand the special requirements of the Holy Lord of Creation.

But they are all old bones, and only one blow is left, so they will treat themselves as a holy weapon and hand over everything to the Holy Lord of Creation to make a decision.

At the same time, Shang Yaoqin, a major human army, was also waiting silently.

She is the backhand of the Human Heavenly Palace, and she is waiting for an opportunity to decide the overall situation with one blow.

She was not worried that Xuan Guang Bridge would appear again in her true form.

There is no invincible magical power, only invincible existence!

They can't beat the Xuanguang Bridge, but it doesn't mean they can't deal with the magical power of [using yourself as a bridge to communicate with the world].

If the Xuanguang Bridge dares to enter Beiyuan Shenzhou before the demonic energy and spirit invade Beiyuan Shenzhou, then their human race will be able to trap the Xuanguang Bridge for a day without losing the territory and the vast number of people on the Beiyuan Shenzhou.

One day is enough for the heavenly palace to operate.

In that case, Shang Yaoqin will have a glimmer of chance to escape into the dark sky, and then trigger the torrent of heaven and earth, and escape into the sky and become an emperor!

She can first kill Xuanguang Bridge, and then plan to live out a second life and achieve the Emperor of Great Dreams.

If she becomes the Emperor of Great Dream, she will definitely be able to break into the long river of time, rewrite everything, and save everything!

The Emperor of Dameng, the last emperor among the ten emperors of the human race, is the Emperor of Dameng.

He is the strongest emperor and the most powerful saint from ancient times to the present.

He is proficient in all schools, is the supreme master of all schools, and is the only Taoist master in the world of the martial world.

"Xuan, Guang, Bridge, when will you appear?"

Shang Yaoqin pursed her lips tightly, her plump posture was peerless, her imperial robe was light, and her beauty was almost illusory.

A pair of lively eyes on her beautiful face condensed and stared at the sky.

...

at this time.

Black sky and purple gold dragon palace.

The mysterious light bridge that Shang Yaoqin was thinking about... that is, Hongyuan, the demon body, he was leisurely tasting light tea and looking down at the world, very leisurely.

"Hu~" Hong Yuan lifted up the hot teacup and gently blew up a breath of air conditioning to lower the temperature.

This tea is very precious.

Tea leaves are the leaves of the sacred tree of enlightenment, and water is the well water of the Jingjing Patio.

This tea leaves and well water are a pity, and a little waste is less, and I must be anxious.

For example, the requirement of "If you cannot infect the demonic energy and the inspiration of the Northern God Continent, you cannot directly use the magical powers of [using your body as a bridge to communicate with the world] is just as Hong Yuan specifically ordered.

Because although he has invincible power, it is difficult to guarantee that the human race has any backup plan.

On the one hand, the story of Jiuye Jiancao is ahead, so he cannot be careless.

On the other hand, Hong Yuan deliberately maintained it because he wanted to temper his body to become stronger through the [Practice as a seed] method.

You can attack the Emperor from the body alone!

At this moment, Hong Yuan lowered his eyes calmly and stared at the tea.

In the reflection of tea, first there is the reflection of His face.

Immediately the tea swayed, and the tea appeared one after another:

Shang Yaoqin, the ancient will of the demon clan, the emperor's son and daughter of the human clan, the four sage lords of the demon clan, and the priest of the five human clans.
Chapter completed!