"Xiao Bai, Sister Ziyan will recover. She is a saint-level Dzogchen. Don't continue like this. Otherwise, when Sister Ziyan recovers, she will not be happy to see you like this."
Xiao Bai's figure was stunned, but in an instant he let out a loud roar and rushed towards the chaos beasts and extraterrestrial demons.
In the northern sky, a figure came to a young girl and said with worry:
"Xiaofan, the evil spirit in your body has begun to become stronger, please stop killing me!"
"Dad!" Sha Xiaofan shook his lips, looked at Sha Qianli and said, "If you don't kill me, I will be suffocated to death."
"But¡¡"
"Master hasn't woken up yet. Dad, I can't stop. Only by killing constantly can I vent my emotions, otherwise I will go crazy."
"Boom"
With one sword slashing through the sky, countless chaotic beasts were wiped out. He glanced at Sha Qianli and Sha Xiaofan's father and daughter from a thousand miles away, sighed softly, and murmured in a low voice:
"Old friend Wuxu, have you seen it? I am avenging you!"
In the middle of the sky.
The chief of the Earth Clan used a big hand to crush a Chaos Beast, then turned to Yang Hui beside him and whispered:
"Leader Yang, Xu Ziyan hasn't moved in ten years."
"What do you mean?" Yang Hui's eyes showed a hint of astonishment.
"If Xu Ziyan dies, this is an opportunity for all our tribes." The chief of the Earth Clan whispered.
Yang Hui frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice: "Put away your little thoughts, whether we can survive the catastrophe is now a question!"
"Leader Yang, there will definitely be no problem in surviving!"
Yang Hui looked at the chief of the Earth Clan in surprise and said: "I know that Xu Ziyan once killed many saint-level monks of your Earth Clan, including your previous clan leader, but now is the moment of life and death for the entire fairy world, and you don't want to think like this."
"Clan Chief Yang, listen to me!" The Earth Clan Chief continued reluctantly: "As long as they can capture Taixu Sect and have Taixu Sect's large formation, we are not in danger at all. As for these chaotic beasts and outsiders, Demon, we can slowly figure it out."
"Capture the Taixu Sect?" Yang Hui's expression changed slightly: "Do you think our strength is stronger than that of Shangyuan Continent now? The number of our holy monks now is more limited than that of Shangyuan Continent. Moreover, That¡¯s Taixu Sect. You¡¯ve also seen Taixu Sect¡¯s Immortal Formation. Do you think we have a chance to capture Taixu Sect with the Grand Formation Master Yan Shanhun here and controlling the entire Taixu Sect¡¯s formation?¡±
"We don't have to do it! We can find an opportunity to kill Yanshan Soul first. Without Yanshan Soul, there will be no Xu Ziyan. We can completely take advantage and take Taixu Sect as our own."
"Nonsense!" The leader of the Giant Clan sternly said: "Now that we are fighting for the Taixu Sect, what will be the consequences? I am afraid that we will no longer have the energy to deal with the catastrophe, and the only result waiting for us is death."
"I think this is an opportunity for us!" The leader of the Yu Clan whispered: "When the catastrophe is over, they can occupy the entire Shangyuan Continent. Hundreds of tribes can return to their glory days."
"The glorious age?" the Kunpeng clan leader said: "Now there are less than five billion monks left in the entire immortal world. When the catastrophe ends, I am afraid the number will be even less. These monks are scattered in Shangyuan Continent, Starlight Continent, Mending Continent, and Lost Continent. With more than a hundred Broken Continents, there are only a few million monks on each continent, and the resources will not be used up in countless billions of years. Is there any difference between occupying Shangyuan Continent and returning to their Broken Continent? In our broken continent, we will not be able to restore the glory of the Hundred Races?"
"There will be no shortage of resources for countless billions of years, but what about after countless billions of years?" The leader of the Yu Clan said in a condensed voice: "Do you think Xu Ziyan and the others have no selfish motives? If they had no selfish motives, in the 90,000 formation, Why are most of their sound skills helping those monks in Shangyuan Continent instead of helping us monks from hundreds of tribes? Otherwise, so many of our hundreds of saint-level monks would have fallen, and now the number of saint-level monks would be the same as theirs. Similar? They are killing someone with a borrowed knife."
The hundreds of saint-level monks around him were silent, and Yang Hui suddenly said softly: "First kill all the chaotic beasts and extraterrestrial demons in front of you, and then we will discuss it."
Taixu Sect.
The peak of Medicine King.
The King of Medicine fed another Tongtian realm elixir that repaired the soul into Xu Ziyan's mouth. At this time, in Xu Ziyan's sea of ??consciousness, Xu Ziyan's soul had been completely restored, and there was no crack in the soul. The precious light shone brightly, and the scattered stars began to gradually return to their own orbits, slowly rotating around the huge soul. Deep in the sea of ??knowledgeAnd the pure power of the soul began to gather towards the left hand of the soul, rotating in the body of the soul. Then stars condensed from the right hand
Another three years.
In the cave of Yang Hui within Taixu Sect. Dozens of saint-level monks from hundreds of tribes gathered here, discussing something in low voices. Then, Yang Hui stood up with a serious look on his face, and the other monks also looked solemn, their eyes focused on Yang Hui.
"Walk!"
Yang Hui gave a low drink. He walked out of the cave first, and then stepped into the void
The peak of Medicine King.
On the dark brown rock, Xu Ziyan was lying there motionless and quietly. On her left side sat Yanshanhun sitting cross-legged, and on her right side sat cross-legged Medicine King Sun Qingmu.
The space above the peak suddenly rippled, and dozens of monks fell from the sky, each one exuding a powerful holy aura.
The King of Medicine opened his eyes, and there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes. As a monk at the peak of the late ninth level of the Holy Level, it is easy to feel the kindness and malice of the other party's aura. In his feeling at this time, he can clearly feel the undulating and hidden murderousness on the other party's saint level monks from hundreds of tribes. Although they tried their best to hide it, they still couldn't hide Medicine King's perception. He couldn't help but glance at Yanshan Hun with some worry.
Yan Shanhun also opened his eyes at this time, but his eyes were indifferent, and even showed a trace of sarcasm. He glanced at the saint-level monks of hundreds of tribes, and finally fell on Yang Hui, his eyes became Leng Ran.
Yang Hui¡¯s eyes were focused. When he saw the calm Yanshanhun, and then saw the coldness in Yanshanhun¡¯s eyes, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. Then he calmed down the trace of uneasiness in his heart, thinking that there were more than a dozen peak ninth-level holy monks on his side, and he felt much more at ease.
The air suddenly became tense, because Yanshan Soul suddenly stood up, but Yanshan Soul did not look at the hundreds of saint-level monks. Instead, he set his eyes on Xu Ziyan and said softly and tenderly:
"Zi Yan, you can heal your wounds with peace of mind. I won't let anyone disturb you. These bastards dare to appear here and disturb you at this time. I will let them all die."
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