"Brother Xiao Chen, I really misunderstood you last time.\/\/~*学^ww.do./\/\"
Deputy Sect Leader Fang Baiyu stepped forward, feeling deeply ashamed. Xiao Chen spoke out with a pure heart. But because she felt uncomfortable, she misunderstood him and didn't even give him a chance to speak.
But now, when a disaster is imminent, Xiao Chen is the first to lead a team to rescue them, without caring about the grievances he suffered before.
"The deputy sect master made a serious statement. It is urgent to retreat first."
Xiao Chen smiled. He didn't care about what happened earlier, so how could he care about it now.
The demon emperor Jiang Chuan said: "Brother Xiao Chen, come with us. As long as our group retreats to the sixth level of the formation circle, the war will ease for a while."
As long as the sixth-level formation circle is activated, prepared carefully, and defended with all its strength, the Shinto Alliance will be absolutely invincible for a while.
Because the closer you get to Haotian City, the stronger the defensive strength of the formation circle will be, layer by layer.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "I'm afraid I can't leave with you. Someone has to stay behind. Otherwise, if the Shen Dao Alliance is allowed to pursue them all the way, there will be heavy casualties."
The three emperors, Fang Baiyu, looked back and saw that the hundreds of gods besieging the Pillar of Fire were slowly gathering together.
Further away, Di Wuque was integrating the chaotic scene on the giant ship of the Gods. Once the two parties merged, it would be a huge force.
When the real pursuit begins, of the more than two hundred people present, I'm afraid half of them will have to stay on the road and never come back.
The expressions on the faces of the three people who were about to survive the disaster calmed down, knowing that it was just the beginning. Whether he can escape this group of gods and the pursuit of Di Wuque and other Shinto League masters is still unknown.
Xiao Chen was right, someone did need to break up the queen, but the person who broke up the queen could not be Xiao Chen.
Fang Baiyu and the other three looked at each other and immediately understood what each other meant. Fang Baiyu said: "Yes, someone does have to break the queen, but the responsible queen is the three of us. Xiao Chen, you are responsible for leading them to retreat." rear."
Xiao Chen still shook his head and said softly: "No, Di Wuque's murderous intention towards me has reached its extreme. Even if you want to stop him, he will not fight you. I took them with me, but I harmed them."
"What did you do?" Mo Chen asked curiously.
In Xiao Chen's mind, he recalled the scene where the goddess was struck back by lightning, and said softly: "Maybe, I accidentally killed the goddess Tian Youxi."
Although the words are light, they can cause no less waves than a depth charge.
"ah!"
Everyone who heard this was shocked. Who in the Kunlun world did not know the relationship between Di Wuque and Tian Youxi. If Xiao Chen really killed Tian Youxi, Di Wuque would definitely fall into madness.
Fang Baiyu and the other two great emperors didn't know what to say and couldn't refute at all.
Xiao Chen said softly: "Let's all go. I originally planned to break up the relationship, and everything has not deviated from my plan."
It's just that the plan deviated slightly, and I didn't think about killing the goddess.
But it doesn't matter, Di Wuque wants to compete with him for the son of destiny. The two sides have long been on the same level and have become mortal enemies. The goddess of the Tianxing Sea once instigated the elders of the Five Poison Sect to attack and kill Xiao Chen.
Today, Xiao Chen is going to be killed with the World-Destroying Thunder Tribulation. Even if Tian Youxi really died, Xiao Chen's state of mind would not fluctuate much.
Each is his own master, and each is responsible for his destiny. On the path of a warrior, life and death are the most common things.
At this moment, it is a race against time. The sooner you leave, the greater your chances of survival.
Fang Baiyu naturally understood the reason, shook his head helplessly and said: "Come back alive, the three of us owe you a lot this time."
Without saying any more words, the group of people quickly left, heading in the direction of Haotian City, running at lightning speed.
Mo Chen, Yue Bingyun and the other girls turned back three times with each step and looked at Xiao Chen's lonely figure. Several times they couldn't help but want to stay, but they knew Xiao Chen's temper. If they stayed, they would definitely be persuaded to leave by Xiao Chen.
The long love between children seems a bit extravagant at this moment. I can only wish in my heart that Xiao Chen can come back safely.
Ahead, yellow sand suddenly rose up all over the sky, and among the dense yellow sand, streaks of divine light rushed into the sky. It turned into a torrential fighting spirit, filled the sky, and gave rise to many strange phenomena, rolling along with the clouds.
Looking up, those many strange phenomena evolved into the oldest battle flags of the Gods.
The battle flag embodies glory, faith, and endless killing intent.
Xiao Chen saw this scene and understood clearly in his heart. He finally knew why Xinghuo City was defeated so quickly.
One or several gods alone are nothing, but after they are reorganized and reunited. The power that bursts out will be such that even kings and emperors will not dare to touch its sharp edge.
It was very strong, but Xiao Chen didn't have much fear.
He slowly stretched out his right hand, and in his palm, a Buddha lamp slowly appeared. Above the Buddha lamp, there is a relic hanging in the air. The relic blooms with heavy light, and the shadow of the Buddha is murmuring sutras in the light.
With the blessing of this relic, the magical effect of the Buddha lamp immediately amplified countless quilts.
The Heavenly Snow Divine Flame contained in it has been promoted from the first level to the second level, reaching the point where it can kill the top sixth level Tianwu Emperor.
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and sucked in the Heavenly Snow Divine Flame into his mouth, and it fell into the heart of the Dantian Emperor.
Then, he put away the Buddhist lamp and relics, took out a pot of wine, sat down cross-legged, looked at the flying yellow sand in front of him, and drank alone.
In the flying yellow sand, one can see beyond countless gods and goddesses and reach the center. Di Wuque held Tian Youxi, who was full of life and energy, with a look of sorrow and self-blame on his face, and there were faint tears in his eyes.
The guilt in Di Wuque's heart could not be described in words. He had gone his own way before.
I don’t want to miss this golden opportunity to kill Xiao Chen, but he is extremely smart. You should have thought a long time ago that since Xiao Chen rushed over, he naturally had a trump card.
The only fault is that he is too confident. There are so many masters on the giant ship of the Gods, and they are not afraid of what Xiao Chen will do.
But when Xiao Chen's trump card was really revealed, everything was over. The huge divine ship was in front of Xiao Chen, who used his martial arts as a Dharma form.
It became vulnerable to a single blow and was destroyed in an instant. The great formation of divine power was broken and the thunder calamity struck back. The world-destroying thunder calamity that was supposed to hit Xiao Chen came back and injured Tian Youxi.
"Wu Que, don't cry. You are the Son of God, and you will be the son of destiny for the whole of Kunlun in the future. How can you cry!"
The weak Tian Youxi didn't know where he got the strength to hold Di Wuque's hand tightly. She stretched out a hand towards Di Wuque's face, as if to wipe away the tears in Di Wuque's eyes to prevent them from falling.
But when it reached halfway, it suddenly fell down weakly, like a flower that withered in half and lost its color.
Di Wuque's heart sank, and he quickly took her hand, put it close to his face, and said in a voiceless voice: "I won't cry, I won't cry, Tian Youxi, wake up, wake up!"
There was silence all around, no one spoke, and everyone could feel the sadness and pain in Di Wuque's words.
"Tian Youxi, look at me, I'm not crying, I'm not crying!"
But that face, which was like a flower and a jade, and was holy and unparalleled, had lost its vitality. No matter how much Di Wuque yelled, he just couldn't wake up.
The World-Destroying Thunder Tribulation was a unique skill that could instantly kill a great Heavenly Martial Emperor. How could its backlash be something that Tian Youxi could withstand.
With his eyes blurred, Di Wuque had already burst into tears, but he kept shouting, "I'm not crying, I'm not crying."
"Xiao Chen, I, Emperor Wuque, have nothing to do with you in this life. If I don't kill you, I won't be able to vent my hatred!"
Xiao Chen, who was drinking, heard a voiceless roar full of killing intent and pain rushing out of the yellow sand in the sky.
Then, the world shook, the sound of killing shook the sky, and heavy footsteps sounded in the yellow sand. Step by step, rumblingly, it was approaching him little by little.
Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly, and he guessed something. God Youxi was afraid that he was really dead.
He stood up and poured the unfinished half bottle of wine on the ground. Xiao Chen murmured: "If you protect him for life, it is worth getting this promise. Although the ways are different, I still offer you half a bottle of wine. Way to go!”
Snapped!
Xiao Chen let go, and the glass and jade bottles were made into wine bottles, which shattered all over the floor, just like the goddess Tian Youxi whose fragrance disappeared and her jade died.