Li Hanxue's mental power spread thousands of miles away and found that the human masters and residual gods all around him had separated and no longer fought.
"Is it over yet?" Li Hanxue thought to himself, but he still did not give up looking for Luo Yuan.
As he continued to go deeper under the starry sky, Li Hanxue finally discovered a human figure. He was hunched over, his hands in strange postures, constantly grabbing his back, and roaring in pain like a beast.
"It's Luo Yuan!" Li Hanxue looked overjoyed.
It turned out that after Luo Yuan fell into the starry sky, he woke up again due to severe pain halfway. However, because the mark on his back was too painful, Luo Yuan almost lost his mind and stayed in the starry sky to suppress the pain.
"Luo Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Li Hanxue quickly flew to Luo Yuan's side and held down Luo Yuan's hands.
Luo Yuan's expression was extremely ferocious, with green veins all over his handsome face, "Get out, get out, get out!"
"What happened to Luo Yuan?" Li Hanxue suppressed Luo Yuan with all his strength, and then the power of the world penetrated into his body.
It was discovered that all the power of the world in Luo Yuan's body was flowing towards the mark on his back.
"This is..." Li Hanxue stared at Luo Yuan's back and was shocked, "This is almost exactly the same as the emperor's eyes on Ying Jikong's back! Could it be that Luo Yuan has the same terrifying talent as Ying Jikong?"
Li Hanxue couldn't control too much. Now she could only help Luo Yuan suppress the power of the world, slow down his pain, and stabilize his emotions.
After all, Li Hanxue's power was much stronger than Luo Yuan. With the injection of world power, Luo Yuan finally calmed down.
But then Luo Yuan rolled his eyes and passed out.
Li Hanxue took Luo Yuan and flew upward to meet Liu Qiancheng.
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"Zimei, why don't you let us continue chasing?" Sima Zun gritted his teeth with hatred, "They killed so many masters of our Tianwu Sect, this revenge must be avenged!"
The purple-browed old man said: "People cannot be resurrected after death, and we can no longer make unnecessary sacrifices. Now we are chasing into the land of the residual gods. If Ying Jie Kong turns around and hits us, many of us will die again. Even you, the sect leader, will
There is great danger.”
Old Xinglong sighed: "If everything is not in vain, I will definitely chase them. Sect master, don't chase after the poor bandits. Their remnant gods still have strong power. If we catch up rashly, we will probably be annihilated."
Sima Zun was extremely unwilling, but he had no choice but to let Can Shen escape.
"This battle is finally over." Chu Sitong's face was covered with blood, both from the disabled gods and from fellow human beings.
In this battle, more than sixty Heavenly Lords were killed in the Tianmen Gate, and there were still thirty-seven people left. The losses were heavy, and even the deputy headmaster Lin Ci died in the battle.
Every Heavenly Lord in Zhitianmen had a look of deep sorrow on his face, standing quietly under the bright starry sky, silent as the cold wind blew.
The losses in Yuehuang Holy Land were relatively small. Although more than 40 Tianjun-level masters died, none of the seven palace masters and many top masters died, which is a miracle.
The nine sword masters of the Buried Sword Pavilion also survived successfully.
Almost all the Tianjun brought by Wanzhen Sect were killed, only Dong Qianzhong and three six-character formation masters survived.
Dong Qianzhong felt extremely heavy and regretted that he should not have led his troops to participate in this battle to defeat the gods. It was too tragic.
The Weapon Refining Sect lost two Jiuding elders and many Heavenly Lords. Taishu Chi was attacked by Ying Jingkong and suffered unimaginable damage. It will not take three or two years to recover.
He has already made plans to resign as the leader of the Sect after returning to the Weapon Refining Sect, because in his current state, he is simply not qualified for the position of leader.
Tianwu Sect was the sect with the heaviest casualties. Because of Emperor Tianwu's relationship, Evil Canshen and Canshen almost all went to them, and they took extra "care" for the masters of Tianwuzong.
They lost too many masters in this battle.
Four of the top masters, Qijiwu, died. Old Man Thieving Heaven, Old Man Baishou, Old Man Bone Ring and Old Man Cangming were all killed mercilessly. Only Old Man Zimei, Old Man Xinglong and Old Man Tianshou were left.
Still alive.
Shi Tianchang died tragically. The Slayer Heavenly Lord, Mahayana Heavenly Lord, Beicheng Heavenly Lord, Golden Pavilion Heavenly Lord, Snow Demon Heavenly Lord, Longying Heavenly Lord all died in battle, leaving only Zhutian Lord, Dao Heavenly Lord,
The Yi Ling Tian Jun and Hu Luo Tian Jun are still alive.
As for the other Zhan Tianxing Lords, they were almost dead.
After Canshen escaped, Liu Qiancheng didn't want to fight. He let Zhu Tianjun go and went to join Li Hanxue.
Sima Zun was heartbroken. This battle destroyed most of the Tianwuzong's foundation!
Jian Wuyi said: "Pack up the remaining soldiers and return to the sect to discuss the follow-up matters."
The purple-browed old man nodded and said: "We went to our Tianwu Sect to discuss the follow-up matters. Although Ying Jingkong ran away, there are still some remnant gods who have quietly sneaked into the Nebula Continent. They will bring huge disasters."
Sima Zun said: "We have to send some experts to repair the divine city and find the third city-conquering divine bead to prevent the remnant god clan from coming back."
"That makes sense." The purple-browed old man said, "Let your people handle this matter of marrying the immortal."
Luo Jiexian said: "This junior will do his best."
"Sect Master Dong, I would also like to ask your Wan Zhen Sect's formation masters to assist you. The human race needs your strength." The purple-browed old man said.
Dong Qianzhong didn't speak and just nodded.
"Let's go back to Tianwuzong." The purple-browed old man said loudly.
"Wait a minute!" A long and laughing voice reached everyone's ears.
"Who?" Jian Wuyi's gaze penetrated the void and saw the groups of masters slowly emerging.
In fact, all the ninth-level heavenly kings here have noticed that there are masters hiding in the dark, but they don't point them out because they don't know whether the other party is a friend or an enemy.
But now these guys are showing up.
A man in black robes with a white mask stood in the center of a group of human masters. The human kings behind him all had expressionless faces, like cold-blooded animals.
The old man with purple eyebrows looked shocked, "Qin Wuming! It's you!"
The masked man said nothing and ignored the purple-browed old man. This man was Qin Wuming, the current master of Wuxin Pavilion.
His identity has always been mysterious, and only the old man with purple eyebrows knows his past.
This person is extraordinary. Eight hundred years ago, he competed with Emperor Tianwu for the emperor's life but failed. However, he did not die. He somehow managed to avoid Emperor Tianwu's pursuit, and then he survived to the present and single-handedly founded Wuxin Pavilion.
His cultivation level is also the highest in the world. No one has seen him take action, and there is no way to know what his strength is.
But the purple-browed old man was very angry, "Qin Wuming, have you just been hiding in the dark watching the show?"
Qin Wuming made a hoarse voice, as harsh as sand grinding iron, "What else?"
"You are the supreme human race after all, but when the human race is in trouble, you don't come out to help?" the purple-browed old man said angrily.
Qin Wuming said: "I'm not as noble as you. Besides, even if I want to help, I won't help your Tianwu Sect. I would rather see you die." "Don't just quarrel among yourself, listen to us."
What do you think?" A man wearing a white and gold plaid gown led a group of people, standing high in the sky, and said with a smile.