Hong Qihua and Puyang Tianyi had an amazing battle. Even as a saint, Puyang Tianyi completely lost her majesty and could only struggle hard under Hong Qihua's God-killing Spear. Although Hong Qihua was also seriously overdrafted, that figure made Puyang Tianyi feel shocked. Because Hong Qihua seemed to be leading him to death at all costs.
"Does it make sense!" Puyang Tianyi shouted loudly, with his hair crown broken and his robes scattered.
"Yes!" Hong Qihua was also extremely embarrassed, and her clothes felt a little unbearable.
"No!" Puyang Tianyi said fiercely, as if confirming a fact. "No matter how aware you are or how determined you are, you cannot deny this fact. You will not be able to hold on until Bai Minglou returns."
Yes, even though Hong Qihua had the upper hand against Puyang Tianyi when Bai Minglou could not hold on to return, this was the result of Hong Qihua holding the God-killing Spear at all costs. In other places, when the Twelve Pillars faced the Holy Saint, they did not have this power. No matter how hard they try, the gap is always a gap, and this cannot be offset by willpower. At this time, the people of the Twelve Pillars had died one after another.
At this rate, they would probably all die before they could be resurrected.
That's why Hong Qihua fought in such a brutal and relentless way, just to prevent that kind of thing from happening. However, even so, it was already too late.
The twelve pillars died one after another, and the Saint who lost his way will completely destroy the solar system.
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Not willing to give in! !
Biluosi looked at the endless Xuanzhong polar water pouring in from the sky, with deep reluctance in her eyes.
Below Biluosi, on more than a dozen star rings, countless humans and humanoids opened their eyes, looking at that scene, looking at the extreme sea capsized from the sky.
will die!
Everyone knows this fact clearly, but no one escapes it. There were tears in his eyes, but they were not from fear, but from being moved by the people of the Twelve Pillars. At this moment, there was no resentment or blame, only admiration and emotion for the twelve pillars. This is not the fault of the Twelve Pillars, they have done enough. I never thought a leader could do this for them.
Then, even if you welcome death, you will be calm.
Not only the humans and humanoids on these more than ten star rings, but also the humans and humanoids on the more distant star rings that were not affected by the battle, all watched this scene quietly. Billions, tens of billions, or more eyes were watching this scene quietly and saying goodbye to them.
We were indeed weak, but we stood firm until the end!
The endless Xuan Zhong Ji Water overturned from the sky, submerging the star rings one by one, and countless people disappeared into it with calm and calm expressions.
Biluo Si's body also sank with the Xuan Zhong Ji Water, and tears slowly fell from her eyes looking up to the sky. Next time, if I can be resurrected, I will definitely not be so weak. Biluosi looked at the abyss in the sky, and her body gradually fell into the Xuanzhong Ji Water.
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The Deathwing ferocious beasts swept away countless strong auras of evil and death, and together with Angrila, they attacked Fu crazily. That kind of ferocity simply frightens everyone's life. These are the ferocious beasts born from death and misfortune, the Deathwing ferocious beast, and Angrila, who guards the Hell of the Underworld.
"In the name of Fu, let sins perish!" Fu's palm pressed down, a simple movement, but it carried unparalleled power.
Beyond imagination, the power of this saint. Angrila and the Deathwing Ferocious Beast gradually fell towards the abyss, but their eyes were extremely calm.
"Death and misfortune, are they sins?" Angella said softly.
"No!" Countless people outside cried in response, even if Angella couldn't hear their voices. Everyone looked at this scene with great sadness.
Although they were clearly inaudible, Angelela and Deathwing Ferocious seemed to hear everyone's voices.
"Did you hear that? This is everyone's recognition of you." Angella said, slowly closing her eyes. Under Angelella's body, the Deathwing Ferocious Beast was surrounded by endless resentment and death, and gradually sank into the abyss. This ferocious beast, born of the gathering of death and misfortune, was already dying, but its eyes gradually became brighter. Once upon a time, even as a guardian beast of the Twelve Pillars, he was feared by others. However, at this time, he got everyone's recognition for the first time.
The Deathwing Ferocious Beast slowly raised his head and looked at the blessing in the sky. At this moment, although the evil was still surrounding him, a hint of relief appeared in the Deathwing Ferocious Beast's eyes. At this moment, he transformed from a pure ferocious beast into a true guardian beast.
If there is a next time, then I will show you the power of endless death and misfortune in the solar system.
What you call, the power of death!
"Death and misfortune are not sins!" Countless people outside burst into tears and just murmured, constantly answering Angella's last question. Death is not a sin, but a protective force of the solar system. As the guardians of Nanmingtian-Netherworld Hell, the power of Angrila and the Deathwings is terrifying. But here and now, everyone understands the responsibility of this power.
guard!
Even though I have fallen, I still want to protect the solar system.
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Magnetic storm impact!
Cihai Yuanhuang didn't hold back at all, and landed heavily on Summerfield's body like a real starburst. The entire star ring was completely shattered. Summerfield and Shoushan Fire Rock Turtle flew out heavily, smashing the entire star ring before appearing on another battlefield.
Slowly, Summerfield stood up again, spreading his hands forward as if to block something.
However, as his opponent, Cihai Yuanhuang Flozi glanced at him lightly, then turned and left.
Others will never dare to interfere in this saint's battle. But it took a while for others to believe that Floz really had no intention of fighting the Twelve Pillars. People have been gone for such a long time, and they still have to ask this question. After confirming this, the members of the Seven Sects nearby immediately launched a tentative attack on Summerfield.
At first, it was still a trial, but soon, some people couldn't help but take action with all their strength.
People outside are heartbroken to see this, so why doesn’t Summerfield fight back
With the continuous attacks, the ground around Summerfield was completely shattered. After a long time, as if they noticed something, the people of the Seven Religions stopped their attacks one after another. It was only then that everyone confirmed one thing... Summerfield was already dead. Perhaps, just after resisting the impact of a magnetic storm from Flozi. That's why Flozi turned around at that moment and left.
However, this dead Twelve Pillars are still standing.
The clothes were shattered, and there were countless scars all over the upper body, especially on the chest, where a big hole could be seen from the front to the back.
Not even blood was shed, it was completely dry.
However, Summerfield's body still stood proudly, even though he had died long ago, he did not fall down.
Those around who attacked Summerfield couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, feeling a sense of blasphemy. Such a man, one of the twelve pillars of the solar system, Beisentian-Houtuyan-Summerfield, is an existence that they are completely incomparable to. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that they are qualified to fight with this saint.
"I admire you!" A Qibo said this even though he was an enemy.
The network of the Eye of the World is still maintained, and almost everyone can hear this sentence. However, everyone in the solar system couldn't help but shed tears. These are the twelve pillars, the guardians of the solar system.
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Where's Betsy? And where's Betsy? Countless people immediately searched for Betsy's figure. Now three people in the Sifangtian Eight-pole Pillar have been defeated, so what about Betsy who is Dongming tomorrow
However, when their eyes saw Betsy's figure through the Eye of the World, they were all stunned involuntarily.
This is, how great!
The tears that had been unbearable started pouring out of his eyes again. Countless people don't even dare to look at what Betsy looks like now, because they are afraid to see the looks of those people who have fought for their beliefs and will until now. However, there was another voice that made them look at the figure stubbornly.
See it till the end!
What Bai Yi once said to everyone. Because only by watching the end can they experience that will and that emotion. There is no one sent away in advance, everyone in the solar system stays here. Because only by feeling this will and experiencing this scene can we be qualified to shoulder the responsibility of the solar system.
"Don't cry, everyone, remember, I am fighting now." Slowly, Betsy's voice came out, coming from the dilapidated body, but still retaining a trace of life.
"My combat skills are divided into basic skills, inner style, and forbidden style. Now, please take a look at the final no style. You must learn it carefully." Betsy said word by word, as if she couldn't even speak. It seems extremely difficult. However, even though he was so exhausted, he still stood proudly and stubbornly.
"Basic Skills" -
"Ri Shi" - a powerful move.
"Forbidden Style" - a move that can cause great damage to oneself.
"No Style" - There is no move at all. Only this kind of special battle and continuous death gave Betsy an understanding. This is the realization of life, a supreme trick. Because once used, it means death.
Everyone who heard Betsy's voice had tears in their eyes, but they stared at Betsy's figure.
Wu Shi? One? Fire of birth and destruction!
A brilliant flame gradually spread out, just like Betsy's life, that charm, that aura, completely spread out. Even looking at this scene from a distance through the eyes of the world, people seem to understand the charm. Everything around him was filled with the heat and temperature of flames, as if his soul was burning.