Emperor Jiuyin

Li Hanxue's mental power spread thousands of miles away and found that the human masters and residual gods all around him had separated and no longer fought.

"Is it over yet?" Li Hanxue thought to himself, but he still did not give up looking for Luo Yuan.

As he continued to go deeper under the starry sky, Li Hanxue finally discovered a human figure. He saw his hunched body, his hands in strange postures, constantly grabbing his back, and roaring in pain like a beast.

"It's Luo Yuan!" Li Hanxue looked overjoyed.

It turned out that after Luo Yuan fell into the starry sky, he woke up again due to severe pain halfway. However, because the mark on his back was too painful, Luo Yuan almost lost his mind and stayed in the starry sky to suppress the pain.

"Luo Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Li Hanxue quickly flew to Luo Yuan's side and held down Luo Yuan's hands.

Luo Yuan's expression was extremely ferocious, with green veins all over his handsome face, "Get out, get out, get out!"

"What happened to Luo Yuan?" Li Hanxue suppressed Luo Yuan with all his strength, and then the power of the world penetrated into his body.

It was discovered that all the power of the world in Luo Yuan's body was flowing towards the mark on his back.

"This is..." Li Hanxue stared at Luo Yuan's back and was shocked, "This is almost exactly the same as the emperor's eyes on Ying Jikong's back! Could it be that Luo Yuan, like Ying Jikong, has the same terrifying talent as him?"

Li Hanxue couldn't control too much. Now she could only help Luo Yuan suppress the power of the world, slow down his pain, and stabilize his emotions.

After all, Li Hanxue's power was much stronger than Luo Yuan. With the injection of the power of the world, Luo Yuan finally calmed down.

But then Luo Yuan rolled his eyes and passed out.

Li Hanxue took Luo Yuan and flew upward to meet Liu Qiancheng.

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"Zimei, why don't you let us continue chasing?" Sima Zun gritted his teeth with hatred, "They killed so many masters of our Tianwu Sect, this revenge must be avenged!"

The purple-browed old man said: "People cannot be resurrected after death, and we can no longer make unnecessary sacrifices. Now that we are chasing into the land of the residual gods, if Ying Jie Kong turns around and hits us, many of us will die again, even you, the sect leader, will There is great danger.”

Old Man Xinglong sighed: "If everything is not in vain, I will definitely chase them. Sect Master, don't chase after the poor bandits. Their remnant gods still have strong power. If we catch up rashly, we will probably be annihilated."

Sima Zun was extremely unwilling, but he had no choice but to let Can Shen escape.

"This battle is finally over." Chu Sidong's face was covered with blood, both from the disabled gods and from fellow human beings.

In this battle, more than 60 Heavenly Lords died in Zhitianmen, and there were still 37 people left. The losses were heavy. Even the deputy headmaster Lin Ci died in the battle.

Every Heavenly Lord in Zhitianmen had a look of deep sadness on his face, standing quietly under the bright starry sky, feeling the cold wind blowing, silent.

The losses in Yuehuang Holy Land were relatively small. Although more than forty masters at the Tianjun level died, none of the seven palace masters and many top masters died, which was a miracle.

The nine sword masters of the Buried Sword Pavilion also survived successfully.

Almost all the Tianjun brought by Wanzhen Sect were killed, only Dong Qianzhong and three six-character formation masters survived.

Dong Qianzhong felt extremely heavy and regretted that he should not have led his troops to participate in this battle to defeat the gods. It was too tragic.

The Weapon Refining Sect lost two Jiuding elders and many Heavenly Lords. Taishu Chi was attacked by Ying Jingkong and suffered unimaginable damage. It will not take three or two years to recover.

He has already made plans to resign as the leader of the Sect after returning to the Weapon Refining Sect, because in his current state, he is simply not qualified for the position of leader.

Tianwu Sect was the sect with the heaviest casualties. Because of Emperor Tianwu, Evil Canshen and Canshen almost all went to them, and they took special care of the masters of Tianwuzong.

They lost too many masters in this battle.

Four of the top masters, Qijiwu, died. Old Man Piotian, Old Man Baishou, Old Man Bone Ring and Old Man Cangming were all killed ruthlessly. Only Old Man Zimei, Old Man Xinglong and Old Man Tianshou were left alive. .

Shi Tianchang died tragically. The Slayer Heavenly Lord, Mahayana Heavenly Lord, Beicheng Heavenly Lord, Golden Pavilion Heavenly Lord, Snow Demon Heavenly Lord, Longying Heavenly Lord all died in battle, leaving only Zhutian Lord, Dao Tianjun, The Yiling Tianjun and the Huluo Tianjun are still alive.

As for the other Zhan Tianxing Lords, they were almost dead.

After Can Shen escaped, Liu Qiancheng didn't want to fight. He let Zhu Tianjun go and then went to join Li Hanxue.

Sima Zun was heartbroken. This battle destroyed most of the Tianwuzong's foundation!

Jian Wuyi said: "Pack up the remaining soldiers and return to the sect to discuss the follow-up matters."

The purple-browed old man nodded and said: "Let's go to our Tianwu Sect to discuss the follow-up matters. Although Ying Jingkong has run away, there are still some remnant gods who have quietly sneaked into the Nebula Continent. They will bring huge disasters." wavv

Sima Zun said: "We have to send some experts to repair the divine city and find the third city-suppressing divine bead to prevent the remnant god clan from coming back."

"That makes sense." The purple-browed old man said, "If you marry an immortal, leave this matter to your people."

Luo Jiexian said: "This junior will do your best."

"Sect Master Dong, please also ask the formation masters of your Wan Zhen Sect to assist you. The human race needs your strength." The purple-browed old man said.

Dong Qianzhong didn't speak and just nodded.

"Let's go back to Tianwuzong." The purple-browed old man said loudly.

"Wait a minute!" A long and laughing voice reached everyone's ears.

"Who?" Jian Wuyi's gaze penetrated the void and saw the groups of masters slowly emerging.

In fact, all the ninth-level heavenly kings here have noticed that there are masters hiding in the dark, but they don't point them out because they don't know whether the other party is a friend or an enemy.

But now these guys are showing up.

A man in black robes with a white mask stood in the center of a group of human masters. The human kings behind him all had expressionless faces, like cold-blooded animals.

The old man with purple eyebrows looked shocked, "Qin Wuming! It's you!"

The masked man said nothing and ignored the purple-browed old man. This man was Qin Wuming, the current master of Wuxin Pavilion.

His identity has always been mysterious, and only the old man with purple eyebrows knows his past.

This person is extraordinary. Eight hundred years ago, he competed with Emperor Tianwu for the emperor's life but failed. However, he did not die. He somehow escaped the pursuit of Emperor Tianwu, and then lived to the present and founded Wuxin Pavilion.

His cultivation level is also the highest in the world. No one has seen him take action, and there is no way to know what his strength is.

But the purple-browed old man was very angry, "Qin Wuming, have you just been hiding in the dark to watch the show?"

Qin Wuming made a hoarse voice, as harsh as sand grinding iron, "What else?"

"After all, you are also the supreme leader of the human race. When the human race is in trouble, you don't come out to help?" the purple-browed old man said angrily.

Qin Wuming said: "I am not as noble as you. Besides, even if I want to help, I will not help your Tianwu Sect. I would rather see you die."

"How about you stop arguing among yourselves and listen to our opinions?" A man wearing a white and gold plaid gown led a group of people, standing high in the sky, and said with a smile.