Nearly a thousand star-level monks who rushed to the front were unable to dodge and were instantly crushed into blood mist by the giant claws thrown from the Shattered Void.
When the Fire Realm descends, the phoenix flames like maggots on the tarsus can burn blazingly along with the virtual power emitted by each virtual warrior.
For a moment, the battlefield outside the territory turned into a field of fire.
And behind the giant phoenix covering the sky, tens of thousands of descendants of the Phoenix clan rushed to the battlefield!
Every handsome young man was naked, fluttering the fire wings behind his back, and rushed towards the Xu Shi camp.
As the giant dragon that seemed to be born with the sky appeared, tens of thousands of dragon descendants rushed to the battlefield!
The innate and arrogant Holy Flower of the Dragon Clan spread and shattered the sky. Every descendant of the Dragon Clan, whose bodies were at their peak, took steady steps and charged into the army of virtual warriors!
A one-sided situation emerged. Nearly twenty invincible supreme beings from the Dragon Clan entered the scene, while more than twenty invincible supreme beings from the Phoenix Clan entered the scene.
The power given to them by the most ancient bloodline in the divine universe is unparalleled.
At the same level, Six Marks Xu Zun and Trace Xu Zun have no advantage at all!
After seeing this scene, even the calm and calm Jian Wushuang's eyes turned slightly red.
The King of Nine Tribulations also had wet eyes, and then he laughed heartily.
Blood Wave Supreme, Giant Ax Tianyi and others were all in tears.
Lan Lan smiled slightly, then fainted in Leng Rushuang's arms.
Qi Tingqi and the two of them hugged each other vigorously. At this moment, the dragon and phoenix tribes who were almost feuding didn't seem to be so annoying anymore.
The mourners are everywhere, and even Liuhenxu Zun is dying quickly under the attacks of Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng Clan, and Linhe Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan.
The two bodies that were condensed into one body were trembling at the moment, and the rage almost threatened to set him on fire.
He paid an almost unbearable price for this war, with the death of nearly a thousand Xu Zun of traces, the death of nearly fifty Xu Zun of Six traces, and the burial of hundreds of thousands of star-level Xusuns here.
As the Great Protector, he originally wanted to destroy Jian Wushuang and take off his head as a gift for the return of the False God.
But everything is wrong!
This outpost battle failed from the moment the Dragon and Phoenix clans joined.
In his mind, the meaningful look in his eyes that engulfed the tissue before leaving reappeared.
He finally understood the look in Shi Yi's eyes, but it was too late.
"Zhaoyi, I will kill you." He vented his uncontrollable rage, and then shouted out the word "retreat" with difficulty.
All the army of virtual warriors who struggled to resist in the fire domain finally fled in panic, leaving behind nearly two hundred thousand corpses.
This tragic battle finally came to an end with the addition of the Dragon and Phoenix clans.
Looking at the broken void that could never be repaired and the countless broken arms, everyone fell silent.
A tear that condensed all Jian Wushuang's emotions finally fell into the dark void.
"Palace Master Wushuang, we won, we won..." the Blood Wave Supreme said softly.
Jian Wushuang remained silent, looking at the countless corpses filling the void in a daze.
The Linhe Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan, who had transformed into a human form, brought more than 10,000 descendants of the Dragon Clan and walked Shenbu to Jian Wushuang.
He hesitated to speak, but finally said, "Palace Master Wushuang, the Dragon Clan is late."
Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng Clan, glanced at the Linhe Dragon Emperor with fear, and also came with more than 10,000 descendants of the Feng Clan, "Palace Master Wushuang, the Feng Clan has come to fulfill their promise."
Recovering from his daze, Jian Wushuang slowly shook his head, "No, none of you are late. The master of the Palace of Life, Jian Wushuang, would like to express his gratitude to the two clans, and he will repay today's kindness in the future."
On the battlefield outside the territory, the few remaining people in the Palace of Life solemnly surrendered their hands.
"Thank you for your hard work, come with me to the base camp to rest for a while." Jian Wushuang forced out a smile.
The Linhe Dragon Emperor and the Feng Clan ancestor lowered their hands and accepted the promise.
Then the Blood Pond Supreme was responsible for guiding and welcoming the more than 20,000 dragon and phoenix tribesmen into the base camp.
The two brothers Qi Tingqi and Qi Tingqi also had complicated expressions in their eyes after seeing the figure of the Linhe Dragon Emperor.
Sure enough, as his father guessed, he was not dead. Qi Ting remained silent and followed the team back to the base camp with Qi Ting.
The Life Shrine disciples stationed in the base camp were also seriously injured. There were originally more than 9,000 Shrine disciples, but now there are only less than 4,000 left. If it were not for the barrier set up by the elder to protect them, I am afraid that this one
If we fight, all the palaces of life will fall.
Using the power of creation, Jian Wushuang opened up a sleeping hall behind the giant palace that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. After settling down the dragon and phoenix clans, he left the giant palace.
In the cold death realm, Jian Wushuang took down a black mountain and carried it back to the battlefield outside the realm.
He used the Tailuo Divine Sword to carve it carefully, and finally cut the black mountain into a giant monument.
It is a monument without words.
There is no writing on the tablet, and it is clean enough to reflect the figure.
After carving this wordless monument, Jian Wushuang erected it not far from the base camp.
Then, he sat cross-legged in front of this wordless monument.
Behind Jian Wushuang was only Lao Zun. He did not bring anyone out. Lao Zun was like his shadow. He would never take the initiative to speak and would only stand silently behind him.
For ten consecutive days, Jian Wushuang did not change his posture at all, and the unmoving figures of him and Lao Zun were reflected in the wordless monument.
The Nine Tribulations King, the Blood Wave Supreme, the Giant Ax Supreme, and the Tian Yi Supreme all came to the wordless monument one after another in these days and stood behind Jian Wushuang.
In front of the giant palace gate, Linhe Dragon Emperor looked at everything from a distance, and something in his heart became firm unknowingly.
Behind the Linhe Dragon Emperor, two steady figures stood with him.
The secret message reached the ears of his two cages.
"Remember what I said. From today until my death, I will forever form an alliance with the Palace of Life. What should belong to us, he will never forget us."
The two calm figures bowed their heads and agreed without any hesitation.
Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng clan who stood far away from the Linhe Dragon Emperor, had both fear and anger in his eyes.
"Damn it, this old guy is indeed not dead yet."
The Qilin tribe was weak in the base camp, with only two brothers, Qilin and Tingqi, so out of sight and out of mind, the two brothers simply stayed at home and concentrated on recuperating from their injuries.
For more than a month, Jian Wushuang, who was sitting in front of the wordless monument, slowly opened his eyes.
Everyone knows the meaning of the wordless monument, but no one has flinched. From the moment they stood quietly in front of the wordless monument, everyone has been determined to die and will fight to the death.
Maybe time will go back and the universe will reincarnate. Even if everything they do will be swallowed up by the unknown that is so long that even death will destroy them, they are not afraid.
Maybe one day all of them will lie under the monument without words, but they are not afraid.
What they fear most is that whether alive or dead, all the people of the Divine Universe will lie under this wordless monument.