Against the Gods

In the distance, the ancient Qianye Wu, who sensed Qianye Ying'er's depleted vitality and scattered life, turned his eyes, and the Brahma light on his body suddenly dimmed.

How could Long Er miss such a big flaw. The pale dragon claws carried the power of Wan Jun, destroyed Brahma Light, and smashed the ancient body of Qianye Wu.

Boom!

The power of the withered dragon is like a thousand thunders, and the blood mist explodes on Qianye Wugu's body.

As Qianye Wugu expected, Long Er did not pursue, but looked back indifferently and went straight to the barrier of Canglan Palace.

The ground exploded, and Qianye Wugu's figure flew out and landed on Qianye Ying'er's side. The golden glow of the blood-stained palm condensed and lightly covered her back.

Before she was about to fall into a complete blank, her consciousness suddenly recovered quickly, and a strong vitality of life poured in like the nectar of spring rain, clearing her five senses and revitalizing her body.

Qianye Ying'er slowly opened her eyes and looked at the old man beside her.

In the sight that gradually became transparent, she saw Qianye Wugu and his gray clothes that were more than half stained with blood. It is more clearly perceived... that comes from his vitality.

Although Qianye Ying'er no longer possesses the Brahma Soul, she is, after all, a direct descendant of Qianye Wugu, with the same blood... He is using the few remaining life essences he already has to prolong her life.

Even if this kind of life essence transfer under the same vein, a hundred years can only be exchanged for one or two years.

"You...what are you doing...stop!"

She regained consciousness, but her body was still extremely weak. Apart from the screams between his lips, there was no power to push him away at all.

Qianye Wugu didn't say a word, and gave his life essence to Qianye Ying'er continuously.

"Use your strength to defend the world, don't waste it on me!" Qianye Ying'er tried her best to struggle, and even made a fierce voice: "This is an order... Stupid old man! This is an order! "

Qianye Wugu's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "You are the Brahma God Emperor, and this old man is a member of the Brahma Emperor, so you should obey the emperor's order."

"But..." He smiled faintly: "I am also your great-grandfather. In this world, there is no reason why anyone is qualified to stop an old man from saving his descendants."

"You..." Qianye Ying'er clenched her fingers tightly, her heart trembled slightly, but she was speechless.

Before the barrier, the situation changed abruptly.

Long Er joined, and San Yanzu's pressure increased sharply.

The three god emperors Chilong, Yanlong, and Wanxiang approached from the sky, and the already fragile defense of Yan Mo and Fenyue suddenly collapsed.

The only remaining Yan Mo, Yan Gui, Moon Eclipse, and Moon Burning Envoy were almost all overturned to the ground by the three god emperors who suddenly came from the sky. In an instant, the three god emperors fell directly before the enchantment, and the power of the three emperors slammed down the enchantment like thunder that shook the world.

In the rear, the Baihong Dragon God was headed, and a group of Dragon Monarch, Chi Dragon, Haelong, and Qilin pressed on like a thousand mountains, and the power of a hundred gods slammed into the barrier.

boom! !

The fifth barrier collapsed, and it was also the barrier with the shortest support time.

Five layers of barrier, one layer is broken faster than the first layer... With the withering of the power in the northern region and the collapse of the defense line, the last two layers will only be broken faster.

Yan Yi looked back and yelled angrily, "You bastard bastards... sigh!"

But he and Yan Er and Yan San faced the three dead dragons and the three dragon gods.

Yan Wu's left arm was broken, and her profound strength was less than 30%. She rolled up from the ground and rushed to the Three God Emperors alone. The Yan Mo gun in her hand was stained with her blood of Yan Mo, and her ultimate power burst out. .

Boom!

Yan Ying flickered, and the black light exploded, shaking the Three God Emperors several feet away.

The power of darkness touched the black marks cut out by Qianye Ying'er on their bodies, and they were suddenly in pain, and at the same time, it also touched their anger.

They shot violently, but this time the target was not the enchantment that was within easy reach, but Yan Wu.

Although Yan Wu is a tenth-level God Lord, he cannot compare with God Emperor. What's more, she's broken arm. boom!

Her Yan Mo spear was knocked flying by Emperor Chilong.

boom!

The Yan Mo black light on her body was shaken away by the palm of the Dragon Emperor.

puff!

A streak of blood splattered, and her heart was pierced by the Emperor Sword of the Vientiane God Emperor.

Yan Wu's pupils were stagnant, and then violent black light surged, and Yan Mo's spear was condensed again in her right arm... But before it was stabbed, a vast dragon qi came from the air and pounded her heart.

This was a violent blow from the Baihong Dragon God. In an instant, Yan Wu's heart sank violently, and a large mouthful of blood mist flew out of his mouth in the rain of blood.

"Dance!!" Yan Tianxiao looked back, roared violently, and threw the Dragon Lord and Chilong in front of him, and then turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Yan Wu.

"Hmph, die!" Emperor Chilong's arm blasted out, and a fateful dragon shadow flew straight to Yan Wu.

boom! !

The shadow of Chilong didn't hit Yan Wu, but hit Yan Tianxiao who suddenly flashed.

With his arms wide open, he shook the power of Emperor Chilong without moving, and an invisible barrier spread out on both sides of him, blocking all the power that might affect Yan Wu.

"Oh, you're still trying to struggle, how pitiful." Bai Hong Longshen chuckled, suddenly shot, covered the white light with his claws, and hit Yan Tianxiao's chest.

Yan Tianxiao had just accepted the power of Emperor Chilong, and his breath was chaotic, and Baihong Longshen's claw, whether intentional or not, was in the middle of the wound that Long Bai had blasted on him... A large amount of red blood was spilled out, and Baihong Longshen's claw was The dragon's claws smashed past, and the ferocious five fingers smeared blood on his back.

At the same time, the Vientiane God Emperor and the Dragon Emperor also shot at the same time, a sword pierced through Yan Tianxiao's lower abdomen, and a palm shattered his inner organs.

"..." Yan Tianxiao's seven orifices seeped blood, but his expression did not move.

"Emperor Yan!" Fen Daoqi, who was fighting desperately, swept his eyes and cried out in shock.

"Lord... go!" A fallen Yan Mo roared in pain.

Yan Wu knelt down on one knee and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood before standing up in dizziness, seeing Yan Tianxiao's tragic state at a glance.

"Father!" she screamed, staggering a few steps, then swooping forward.

However, a big hand suddenly stretched back, bringing a wave of dark air, which shook her back neither light nor heavy.

Yan Wu raised his head blankly, and saw his father's raised arm, and... his warm and short gaze.

Following that, his eyes were withdrawn... and his last glance at his daughter was also withdrawn forever.

The pupils in his eyes disappeared, and in their place, there was an endless blackness.

The beating of the heart suddenly intensified, and at this moment, Yan Wu suddenly realized something. She raised her hand violently, her trembling fingers tried to touch her father, and a frightened whisper came from her lips: "Father...No...No...No...Don't..."

"don't want!!!"

"Uh uh uh... ah!!!!"

With a shrieking scream that broke his throat, Yan Tianxiao's back suddenly exploded, revealing a dark shadow.

The shadow is ten feet tall and has a terrifying aura, but it is definitely not a threat to the Dragon God Emperor.

"You don't cry when you see the coffin?" Bai Hong smiled contemptuously, and the arm that still ran through Yan Tianxiao's body suddenly released a surging force: "die..."

Before he murmured, his expression suddenly changed.

When he lowered his head sharply, he suddenly found that his arm was covered with a strange black light at some point, entangling and imprisoning his arm... He suddenly released his force, but he couldn't withdraw.

The same black awns also silently wrapped around the bodies of the Vientiane God Emperor, the Chilong Emperor, and the Dragon Emperor.

This is Yan Tianxiao's most powerful dark imprisonment, only facing the Dragon God and the God Emperor of the Western Regions, but it is also destined to be imprisoned for too long.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Yan Tianxiao's howling continued, and the shadow of Yan Mo behind him suddenly enlarged at this time, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten zhang...a hundred zhang...a thousand zhang...until it was huge!

The released Yan Mo aura swelled to an extremely terrifying level, combined with the power of darkness and imprisonment, like thousands of dark mountains, pressing down on all the creatures shrouded in the shadow of Yan Mo.

In the battlefield, everyone turned their eyes in shock. Even San Yanzu lost his soul for a moment.

"This kid..." Yan Yi whispered.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Yan Tianxiao's figure has been completely engulfed by the shadow of Yan Mo, and the roar can't tell whether it is from Yan Tianxiao or from the abyss Yan Mo.

In the roar, the shadow of Yan Mo suddenly stepped forward and rushed forward... The huge dark figure dragged the white rainbow dragon god, dragged the three god emperors, and dragged one dragon after another under the shadow of the shadow. , One after another, the gods of the Western Regions were involved in it, pushing it horizontally to the west.

Rumble rumble! !

The earth was overturned and boiled, and the Baihong Dragon God and the three emperors of the Western Regions had their faces twisted. They struggled hard in the darkness, and their power slammed into Yan Tianxiao in bursts... But the huge shadow of Yan Mo was getting faster and faster. They, as well as eleven dragon kings, and more than ninety god lords of the Western Regions who were involved, were pushed to the farther west.

The inescapable force made their bodies and even their souls seem to be glued to the shadow of Yan Mo, coupled with the desperate and terrifying dark roar, it would become their lingering nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Ten miles... Twenty miles... Thirty miles... Fifty miles... Seventy miles...

The roar of the roar sounded in the sky. With such a huge wave of Western power being pushed into the distance, the defensive pressure of the profound practitioners in the Northern Territory was greatly reduced, and the previously collapsed defense line was quickly blocked by the struggling Yan Mo Yan Gui... And There were tears in their eyes.

Yan Wu struggled to stand up. She looked at her father's back from a distance... Her vision was blurred under the mist of tears. She watched silently and fixedly, refusing to miss a moment.

"Kill...kill!!"

The exhausted and wounded Yan Demons and Demons burst out with incomparably gloomy and violent murderous intentions. From every possible corner of their body, they desperately pushed every trace of Yan Demon's power with endless hatred. With killing intent, he took the initiative to rush to the nearest Western God Lord.

The fight suddenly became more violent.

Rumble Rumble Rumble!

Like a huge wave, Wanyue collapsed. The Shadow of Yan Mo is still moving forward, pushing horizontally the profound practitioner of the Western Regions who was imprisoned in the darkness.

One hundred miles...one hundred and fifty miles...two hundred miles...

rumbling...

With the sudden blur of the shadow of Yan Mo, the speed finally slowed down.

From destroying... to slowing down... to faltering...

boom!

boom!

boom!

One step...two steps...three steps...

His steps are getting slower and slower, but he is still pushing forward with incomparable persistence... until the fallen footsteps can no longer be lifted.

Wanzhang Yanying disappeared in the blur.

Under Yan's shadow, there is only Yan Tianxiao's figure with scars all over his body.

He stood there, keeping the posture of pushing his arms forward, motionless, with no grimness on his face, only perseverance.

In the eyes, there is no light, and there is no breath...

Not even a trace of blood flowed from the wounds all over the body.

Just standing so quietly, like a weathered rotten monument.

boom! !

With a muffled sound, the Baihong Dragon God broke free from the darkness, his arm stretched out, and the dragon force had not yet had time to release... A cold wind swept up and blew towards Yan Tianxiao, who was standing still.

Immediately, the rotten monument flew up, the dust danced, and a generation of Emperor Yan disappeared without a trace in the wind.

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