The angry shout was like thunder rolling in the sky, and the sound made people tremble in the soul. Then, Su Yi's figure rushed into the ice storm like a phantom.

Suddenly, a vast aura spread out, and more than half of the already destroyed Long Ben army was knocked away!

"Go in! Su Yi has gone in! He came to Duanmu Palace Master!"

"Oh my God, Yutian Palace is saved. Palace Master, you can hold on!"

"The ancestors and sects of the Yutian Palace must bless the Duanmu Palace Master to survive!"

In an instant, the people present opened their eyes wide and could not believe the situation in front of them. After killing so many Long Ben Army's Heaven-controlling Formation, Su Yi actually easily entered!

Su Yi's cultivation level soared again, and the terrifying sharp sword energy spread across the sky, and he rushed into the wind and snow as if he cut melons and vegetables.

"Su Yi..."

Watching Su Yi enter the front peak of Zhongzhen, Duanmu Qingtian's eyes suddenly opened up, breathing violently in the air, and tears rolled.

"Save my sister, Su Yi, you must save my sister!" Duanmu Qingtian's mouth trembled slightly, and his whole body tensed in an instant.

At this moment, the peak of the middle earthquake in the storm has turned into a world of freezing thousands of miles.

The azure blue Duanmu Xiaoman no longer has any heat, but her crystal clear eyes are still looking at the Crazy Owl, whose eyes are frozen in the distance, with only half of her eyes left.

"Xiaoman, you have suffered!"

Holding the sword in his left hand, Su Yi hugged Duanmu Xiaoman from behind and said twitchingly.

Duanmu Xiaoman, covered with frost and snow, was like an ice sculpture, without any sense. She had ice crystals on her long eyelashes, just like Nan Xihui in the snow.

Holding Duanmu Xiaoman, Su Yi's heart suddenly became cold, and Duanmu Xiaoman in his arms no longer had normal body temperature.

"Xiaoman, it's me. When you wake up, I'm Su Yi!" Su Yi swallowed.

No matter how much you care about the ancient souls, no matter how much you care about the mad owl and the supreme people.

During these days, Su Yi seemed to have shed tears for the rest of his life.

After coming out of Wanren Jian Mountain, Su Yi received news that the Long family had launched a large-scale attack on Yutian Palace.

Without stopping, Su Yi took Liu Ruoxi, and Shangguan Tianchen directly opened the crack in the space and came here, but unexpectedly he saw such a scene.

What comes into view is Duanmu Xiaoman who exchanges his life for the safety of the Heavenly Palace.

Suddenly, Su Yi's heart returned to the time when Dugu Yumo passed away. He felt extremely desolate, and his hand holding the heavy sword began to tremble.

"Boom!"

With the rapid operation of the Hunyuan Supreme Achievement and the Fire-Shenzhen Tianshi, the vigorous heat burned, embracing Duanmu Xiaoman, Su Yi could still feel the bone-bone cold in Duanmu Xiaoman's heart!

"Swish!"

Just like crazy, a huge net of flame light gathered in front of Su Yi, and the mysterious patterns lingered. The violent energy emitted the ultimate energy, quickly melting the frost on Duanmu Xiaoman's body.

"Swish!"

The ice crystals were melting at a slow speed, and Su Yi looked forward through Duanmu Xiaoman's shoulders.

"ah!"

At this moment, the crazy owl, who had been submerged by the remnant soul, watched Su Yi use the Fire Sky-Shenzhen Stone, blinked his frenzied eyes twice, and finally turned into thousands of black crows and flew across the sky in countless terrifying streams.

Outside, everyone's eyes were full of heat and excitement.

Looking at the fire of hope igniting in the ice and snow storm, countless pairs of longing eyes prayed that Su Yi could rescue Duanmu Xiaoman.

That is the soul of the Heavenly Palace, the lifeblood of the Heavenly Palace!

In the distance, Shangguan Tianchen finally found his daughter. The father and daughter hugged each other and cried, while the Tian Yao Sect people covered their faces and twitched.

Disaster!

The Tian Yao Sect has experienced too much like the Heavenly Palace, and the deaths and sufferings will eventually bring peace to all ages.

"How did you come out?"

Liu Ruoxi stood beside Gu Yue with a frown. Gu Yue, Long Poshan and others were eager to see each other, with endless excitement hanging on their red faces, and they whispered.

"Tianfeng Sword Intent, Su Yi has realized the Tianfeng Sword Intent! Right, Ruoxi."

From a distance, Duanmu Xiongtu and Duanmu Qingtian rushed to the people of Yutian Palace, looking at the arrogant figure in the storm and blizzard, full of eagerness in the brilliant colors.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue, Xi Wuqing, Chi Feihong and others all had their waves trembling and their hearts shaking.

Recalling the two swords that Su Yiyou just drew just now, it has the courage to destroy the world. This extremely powerful sword intent cultivation contains the ultimate and terrifying pressure.

In an instant, the people present stopped talking.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, Tuantun had already turned into a thousand-foot black mountain, with huge figures like courtyards running across the world, and heading towards Long Benjun as if stepping on sugar beans.

Only half of the Long Benjun, watching the pressure of the supreme emperor of the Demon Realm, suddenly dissipated.

Without resistance, it turned into blood mist and drifted away.

Even if they died, they would never have thought that this trip to control the Heavenly Palace would become the destruction of the Long Ben Army.

"Su Yi, you must save my sister!"

With a burning look, Duanmu Qingtian held his hands tightly, and the bright beads of sweat slid down from his forehead, staring at the hot fireball glowing.

"Boom boom!"

In the snowstorm, heavy snow was pouring in swan feathers, and the ancient remnants of souls were rushing freely in the peak of Zhongzhen Front.

If there was no such storm, I am afraid that the Heavenly Palace at this moment would have become a ruin.

In front of him, the hot energy gradually melted Duanmu Xiaoman, and the invisible space suddenly deformed.

When the last piece of ice crystal fell, Su Yi instantly felt Duanmu Xiaoman's painful moan.

"Xiaoman!"

After letting go of his hands, Su Yi screamed in surprise, looking at Duanmu Xiaoman, who had returned to normal but was extremely weak, his heart beat wildly.

The ice and snow melted, adding a little beauty. The weak Duanmu Xiaoman raised his hands and barely formed a seal, a kind of energy squeezed out from his mind and shot into the world.

The dazzling light hit the heaven and earth, and the energy surged on the Heavenly Divine Cauldron in front of him. Suddenly, a golden sound burst out from the Divine Cauldron.

"Boom!"

Thousands of remnants of souls ran towards the divine cauldron as if they were sensed.

In the vast peak of Zhongzhen Front, a transparent soul body blew up a strong wind and wave on the spot, and crystal clear light shot out, followed by a sound of tearing the space into pieces!

"Swish!"

Countless streams of light shuttled between Su Yi and Duanmu Xiaoman. When they turned around, the hurricane lifted Duanmu Xiaoman's hair, and his pale face was like white paper.

For the first time, Su Yi felt that the omnipotent Goddess of Heaven was so haggard and delicate.

The galloping wind and waves blocked the pace of moving forward. Su Yi could feel that there was a huge space restriction between the two, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not overcome the support.

Watching Duanmu Xiaoman put away the Heavenly Divine Cauldron. A powerful wave sound came from Zhoukong, and the Heavenly Divine Cauldron fell on the ground!

"Dong!"

Just like the bell of life ringing, the storm stops, the energy light loses flow, and the heaven and earth return to normal.

At this moment, Duanmu Xiaoman collapsed on the ground like Fu Liu who had lost his energy, his eyes were blurred and his cherry lips moved slightly.
Chapter completed!