At this time, Zhongzhen Front Peak had become a violent ice blue storm area, and even half-step Yuantian Duanmu Qingtian was directly bombarded onto the mountain behind Gu Yue.

"Bang!"

The mountain peak was directly peeled off. As the explosion soared into the sky, Duanmu Qingtian was covered in blood, watching the peak of Zhongzhen foreground covered with ice and snow!

This is a storm that no one has ever seen in his life!

Among the countless ancient remnants of souls are the previous martial masters, the supreme demon clans across the prehistoric world, and the powerful power that has never been seen before.

At this moment, under the guidance of Bingluan's essence and blood, the remaining souls rushed out of the Heavenly Divine Cauldron and blasted towards the black energy ball of light!

At this moment, the earth-shaking energy explosion sounded throughout the world, and the mad owl instantly submerged in the wind and snow.

In the vast energy, the sound of the crazy owl crying for help was like mosquitoes and flies, almost inaudible!

"Hurry, save my sister! Save my sister!"

Duanmu Qingtian's body was like peeling tiles, and the veins began to shrink due to the extreme low temperature just now, and it was ashen, but Duanmu Qingtian didn't care at all.

He wants to save his sister, no matter what method he uses, even if it is his life.

"Didn't you hear what your sister just said? She is ready to die!"

Duanmu Xiongtu immediately impulsively walked to Duanmu Qingtian's side, grabbing Duanmu Qingtian's arms with force, his eyes full of redness.

"ah!"

The shrill wailing sound of the mad owl resounded throughout the world. In the hearts of countless people in the Heavenly Palace, this was definitely a pain that was like a knife.

"That's my sister, my sister who has been waiting for me for decades!" Duanmu Qingtian roared wildly.

He owed her too much, how could Duanmu Xiaoman give everything to the Heavenly Palace!

"Prince Lord! Palace Master! Use my life to exchange for your life!"

"Master Duanmu Palace, don't! Please come out!"

"You can build it again if the Yutian Palace is gone. Palace Master, come out!"

Thousands of peaks in the mountains, the powerful men of the Heavenly Palace, the Warriors of the Fu Demon Sect, and the Chaos Domain cried in a crowd. They knew that Duanmu Xiaoman was overdrawing his life for everything.

Suddenly, everyone knelt on the hillside, crying, roaring, and crying.

No one wants to control the peace of the Heavenly Palace to be exchanged for the life of the goddess!

At this moment, Duanmu Xiongtu's old eyes trembled, holding Duanmu Qingtian who was still struggling in his hand, and said in a narrow voice: "Qingtian, you and your sister are both good! Leaving you to Xihui is the most right decision in my life!"

Listening to Master Xihui's name, Duanmu Qingtian's swollen eyes fluctuated, and his stiff hands were hanging in the air and he could not let go!

At this moment, after being sensed by the soul of the mad ox, millions of Long Ben troops rushed into the bloody crazily like moths flying into the fire.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, corpses were everywhere, and endless golden light disappeared into the destruction of ice and snow, without a trace of struggle. The extremely powerful energy made the Long Ben Army extinguish like a candlelight.

Looking at this scene, all the boiling blood of the people in the Yutian Palace present solidified, their souls trembled and they could not move at all.

On the peak of Zhongzhen, the power of the sky floated, and the powerful water-attributed energy destroyed the world, and the sky was even more surging, shaking the soul!

This is a massacre, a massacre feast that Duanmu Xiaoman exchanged for his life!

Calls for help, cries, and roars filled the world. All the Long Ben Army knew that they were on a dead end, but they had to go!

After one after another, because of the guidance of the Crazy Owl's mind, they could only rush in one by one to save the Crazy Owl.

Golden light like an angry dragon continued to pour on the blue storm, and soon turned into light spots and drifted away.

The invincible Long Ben Army died like this, and most of the Long Ben Army disappeared under the monstrous power of the ancient remnants of souls in the blink of an eye.

The people of Yutian Palace who recognized the reality all looked like earth, looking desperately at Yutian Palace to survive.

But this is not the result they want!

"Sister, why are you so stupid? You still have Su Yi..."

Duanmu Qingtian knelt heavily on the mountain peak. In the storm, Duanmu Xiaoman's figure stood proudly in the void, and his delicate body turned into a huge force and was carrying the Heavenly Palace towards the light.

Looking at the figure like a god, Xi Wuqing and Chi Feihong began to shed tears secretly, and Han Wulong, Han Yurou and others were also crying.

"The grace of the goddess is remembered for thousands of years!"

"The Chaotic Realm, remember the great goddess forever!"

"Fu Yao Sect, thank the Goddess of the Heaven-Driving God for the people of Youzhou!"

Around the vast mountain peaks, monsters roared together, and the vibrating roars mixed with solemnity and endless sadness, and the huge demonic wind swept across the world.

This is the ceremony of all demons that will only be revealed when the Supreme Demon Clan is destroyed.

Even the monster beasts know that the Goddess of Heaven are saving the way for the people, and the Man of Heaven will last forever because of the Goddess' actions!

"Aowoo!"

The beast roars shook the sky, and the mountains and forests were turbulent!

Everyone present looked at each other, and millions of figures bowed to the Zhongzhen Front Peak. The disciples of the Heavenly Palace even knelt on the ground, their souls shook and their tears flowed!

No one has the ability to reverse such a scene. All they can do is to see off the Goddess of Heaven!

"Let me go, I'm going to save my sister!"

In Duanmu Qingtian's dumb eyes, tears had already dried up. Seeing Duanmu Xiaoman, who was thicker than water, released amazing pressure in the storm, Duanmu Qingtian's eyes already had ambition to die.

The whole audience could lose hope for Duanmu Xiaoman, but he could not do it alone.

"I want to save her, that's my sister!"

Turning his head, Duanmu Qingtian looked at Duanmu Xiongtu and roared violently. At this time, the sky seemed to be unable to bear the violent ancient remnant soul energy.

In an instant, a huge explosion sounded throughout the world, like a crack in space like the sky collapsed and the earth broke out, making the soul tremble!

As the explosion fell, everyone's surprised eyes bet on the horizon.

In the crack, countless mysterious runes gathered in the sky and soon turned into a shining ancient bell.

Ancient bells came to the world, and the space was like daylight. All the broken space collapsed in an instant, followed by a fiery red light burst out, just like the sun.

In an instant, everyone present changed their expressions of despair, put away their despair, and their mouths widened.

Because in the fire, it is not someone else, but Su Yi who has not seen for many days!

"Su Yi!"

"It's the genius king! It's the genius king!"

"Su Yi! Oh my God! Isn't he pressing deep in the center of the earth!"

The next moment, the Blood Demon Killing Sword in Su Yi's hand crossed and waved in front of him, and an extremely sharp terrifying light shot out, and his footsteps slightly rushed out of the ancient bell's package.

Su Yi stepped on the sky and earth, raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on Duanmu Xiaoman, who had already transformed into a blue posture in the ice storm, and his eyes fluctuated.
Chapter completed!