Shangguan Yi raised his brows slightly when he heard Yan Ruo's words, and looked in the direction of Yan Ruo, with a slightly profound look on his face. Is he just dead?
The words were said beautifully.
"In that case, let's atone for our sins." Shangguan Yi uttered a voice, raised his hand and pointed forward, a round of virtual moon appeared in the sky above Yan Ruo, and a series of extremely soft moonlight came from the sky.
As it falls, everything in the space seems to slow down, and time and space freeze.
But Yan Ruo closed his eyes and looked extremely calm, as if he was waiting for death.
"Father!" Yan Ziye screamed when he saw this scene, his eyes were extremely red, as if he had reached the edge of collapse. Seeing his father die in front of his eyes, no one could maintain peace of mind.
"Huh?" Shangguan Yi's eyes suddenly froze, and he glanced in the direction of Yan Ziye. When he saw the sad look on Yan Ziye's face, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then he waved his palms, and the moonlight in mid-air suddenly solidified.
There, it didn't continue to fall.
The expected attack did not come. Yan Ruo opened his eyes, looked at Shangguan Yi with a confused look, and asked, "Why did you stop?"
"Your son saved your life." Shangguan Yi said calmly. He only said one sentence, and the reason seemed very simple.
When he saw Yan Ziye, he was touched in his heart. He had been separated from his daughter for thousands of years. No one could understand the pain of separation of flesh and blood better than him. If he killed Yan Ruo, then Yan Ziye would also suffer it.
Everything he has experienced.
By then, Yan Ziye will also hate him and his daughter.
When is the time to retaliate? Thousands of years have passed since the incident, and Yan Ruo is indeed willing to forgive his sins and accept his death calmly. Why should he kill again and extend his hatred to the next generation?
There is no need for this.
Yan Ruo looked at Shangguan Yi blankly, as if he didn't expect that he would let him go so easily. Then he seemed to understand something, and he felt a sense of shame in his heart. Whether it was talent or character, he was far worse than Shangguan Yi.
.
"Thank you for not killing me." Yan Ruo cupped his hands towards Shangguan Yi. Yan Ziye's eyes flashed with joy when he saw this. Such a result was obviously beyond his expectation.
"Sheng Yi is so broad-minded and can easily let go of the grudges of life and death." Everyone in the crowd was stirred up in their hearts, and their admiration for Yi Sheng couldn't help but deepen, not only because of his talent, but also his charisma.
In fact, they probably understood Yi Sheng's thoughts. He didn't want to continue his hatred. After all, he was about to disappear from this world. Some things could not be undone after all, so it was better to do something for future generations.
Qin Xuan stared at the figure of Saint Yi in the sky, his heart filled with admiration. At that time, Saint Yi had overshadowed all his peers. After falling for thousands of years, he has now reappeared in the world. Although there is only a remnant soul left,
His style is still unparalleled and no one can compare with it.
Even though this is the Nanhua Dynasty and the Holy King of Nanhua is here, at this moment, the only figure in the eyes of the crowd is Yi Sheng.
Nan Linyuan's expression was extremely cold. A dead person could still be so arrogant and wanton. It was completely incomprehensible!
"Shangguan Yi, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, but let me see how strong you are now!" Nan Linyuan said coldly, with an extremely violent aura surging around his body. He was holding a golden spear in his hand.
The body exudes strong fluctuations of the avenue, and it is a high-grade holy weapon!
Shangguan Yi glanced at Nan Linyuan, and when he saw the golden spear in his hand, he seemed to see something. A sarcastic look appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Nan Linyuan, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, you are still as despicable as ever. It seems that this dynasty
The master is in vain."
After saying this, the crowd's expressions all froze.
Only Yi Sheng dared to say such unbridled words.
The Holy King of Nanhua, who was so powerful all over the world, seemed to be not worth mentioning in the mouth of Yi Sheng, and he directly humiliated him.
However, Saint Yi is indeed qualified to say this. The Saint King of Nanhua back then was far worse than him. Otherwise, he would not have colluded with the other four people to jointly attack Saint Yi. Such behavior is indeed very disgraceful. It is difficult to imagine that this is
Something a dynasty leader once did.
"You are looking for death!" Nan Linyuan roared angrily, and the power of the great avenue roared out from his body, turning into a golden dragon and flying out. The golden dragon's body was huge, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, and its golden power
The claws penetrated many spaces and latched onto Yi Sheng's body.
At this moment, the space of Yi Sanctuary was sealed by a great terrifying force, and all power stopped flowing, like a vacuum realm, isolated from the outside world.
"Open." Shangguan Yi stretched out his palm forward, and the endless bright moonlight was released from the void, covering this space, immediately breaking the forbidden power. Not only that, the moonlight crazily spread around, making the boundless area
Everything becomes his realm, and he is the master here.
A biting chill filled the air from the moonlight, and many people felt that their souls were about to be frozen. Their bodies retreated backwards, daring not to approach the battle area.
The battle between seventh-level saints was so fierce that a single aftermath was enough to instantly kill an ordinary saint, let alone an emperor-level figure.
"Go and fight above." Nan Linyuan stood in the air holding a golden spear and looked at Shangguan Yi and said domineeringly.
Shangguan Yi glanced at him, and his figure turned into a white light that shot directly into the sky. Then Nan Linyuan stepped forward, opened the crack in the void, stepped into it and disappeared.
"Let's go." The crowd sighed inwardly, and most of their faces showed a hint of disappointment. They thought they could see a peak-level showdown, but unfortunately, there was no such opportunity.
"Your old monster hasn't been born for a long time. If he were to fight with the Holy Lord of Nanhua, who do you think would win?" Gongsun Ji looked at Duan Chengtian and said with a smile, which was obviously a joke between friends.
"Guess." Duan Chengtian smiled faintly at Gongsun Ji.
"I think the result is very obvious." Gongsun Ji's eyes showed a hint of meaning. There are several ancestors in the Duan family. One of them, an old monster, is extremely powerful. He has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and his strength has reached the peak of the seventh level.
He is the first person among the thirty-six saints.
If he takes action to fight with the Holy Lord of Nanhua, the possibility of defeat of the Holy Lord of Nanhua is extremely high.
However, unless it is critical, beings of that level will not be born easily. Although they are very strong, their lifespan is coming to an end. Every time they take action, they will lose a lot of real energy and may be injured. By then, they will
There is only a dead end.
Their existence is more to intimidate people from other forces, but the possibility of taking action is actually very slim!