The Buddha Kingdom, the world's most eye-catching battle, finally came to an end, the bipolar collision, the terrifying big explosion sounded, and the world was completely chaotic.
The terrifying aftermath swayed, and the void of thousands of miles collapsed, and those who did not escape were all involved in the void and disappeared.
In a world-shattering scene, Mu Qianshang, Lin Yuzhen and the others, who had dodged the aftermath of the explosion one step ahead of the battle, looked at the terrifying scene below, and their hearts were surging, shocking and uncontrollable.
After the extreme, in the void, the aftermath dissipated, but seeing a figure falling from the sky, with a thud, smashed to the ground.
The faint golden light scattered from the vanquished little by little, the holy essence dissipated and returned to darkness.
Ahead, the winner stood proudly, and suddenly, a waterfall of blood burst out, dyeing the sky red.
"Roja!"
"Know your fate!"
At this moment, outside the battle, the figures of the kings of the underworld and the sanctuary suddenly passed by and came to the two of them respectively.
"boom!"
In the void, in Ning Chen's hands, the black blade's mad bones shattered, and all the spiritual energy was exhausted in the final impact, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.
"Roja!"
Below, the lord of the twelfth house lifted up the severely injured Roja, looking anxious.
"I'm fine."
Roja sat up, looked at the young man in the sky, and said solemnly, "You won."
"Acceptance!"
In the sky, Ning Chen waved away the ghost sword in his hand, and said lightly, "Your Excellency, please retreat."
Roja staggered to his feet and looked back at the Sanctuary army who had suffered heavy casualties. His eyes flashed with emotion, and without hesitation, he ordered, "Retreat!"
With a command, the war ended, and the Sanctuary army retreated one after another and left the Buddhist country.
In front of the two palace masters of the eighth and twelfth houses, Roja glanced at the young man in the void and said, "See you next time, it will be the time of life and death."
"You are always welcome!"
Ning Chen said with a calm expression.
Roja turned around, didn't stay any longer, and left.
At the rear, the masters of the eighth and twelfth houses followed, and after a while, they disappeared at the end of the starry sky.
The Sanctuary army retreated, and in the void, Ning Chen's figure suddenly staggered, a mouthful of blood vomited out, and he almost fell to the ground.
Beside him, Mu Chengxue immediately stepped forward to support the former, and said with heavy eyes, "How are you?"
"No problem."
Ning Chen reluctantly stabilized his body and said with a very tired expression, "King Airan Ming, you stay to deal with the affairs of the Buddha Kingdom, Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianshang, and King Qi, you also stay temporarily, in case the Sanctuary army returns. return."
"Yes!"
The four underworld Yamas led the way in a condensed voice.
"Cheng Xue, let's go."
After arranging the affairs of the Buddhist country, Ning Chen looked at the woman beside him and said weakly.
"Um!"
Mu Chengxue nodded and helped the former, the figure flashed and turned into a white light and went away.
"The situation of knowing fate doesn't seem right." Luo Xingchen said in a condensed voice.
"I have experienced such a tragic battle just now, and Zhiming's injuries are definitely not minor, but with Mu Chengxue by his side, it shouldn't be a big problem." Mu Qianshang responded.
Luo Xingchen nodded, but there was still a worried look on his face. In the previous battle, the cultivation base of knowing fate was not much different from that of Roga, and the suppression of holy demons would be more obvious.
Zhiming was able to turn defeat into victory at the last moment and defeat Roja head-on, I am afraid he paid a lot of price.
On the starry sky, the white streamer galloped past, and the speed was getting faster and faster, so that people could not even see the afterimage.
In the white stream of light, Mu Chengxue supported Ning Chen to move forward at high speed, not daring to stop at all. The world is watching a battle, the cultivation base is absolutely inferior to know the fate and defeat the first powerhouse of the twelve palaces of the Sanctuary. The shocking battle has made the people see hope again. The Hundred Clan is not absolutely invincible. human powerhouse
Defeated.
Hope, a thing that is difficult to describe in words, silently germinates in the hearts of thousands of strong people, making everyone have expectations and beliefs in their hearts again.
Just when the human races in the major star regions were still excited about this amazing battle, above the starry sky, the demonic energy was surging, and figures galloped past.
God realm, space illusion, peacocks come out in person, leading the masters of the realm to go away quickly.
At the same time, in the underworld, Xia Ziyi, the landlord of Xiaoyue, and the Luofei Sam people all came out and went to help.
The battle of time, a battle, all parties move together, all people, there is only one goal, know the fate!
"Change direction, we can't go back to the underworld now." In the starry sky, Ning Chen said with an extremely weak expression.
"why?"
Mu Chengxue supported the former and asked suspiciously while rushing on the road.
"If you go back to the underworld now, you will also bring the pursuers to the underworld, so don't go back rashly." Ning Chen said wearily.
"Where are you going then?" Mu Chengxue said in a condensed voice.
"God realm." Ning Chen said weakly.
"Um."
Mu Chengxue responded lightly, changed direction, and swept toward the divine realm according to the guidance of the former.
From the rear, the magic cloud came at a rapid speed, and in the magic cloud, a huge python appeared, and the terrifying power was shocking.
Of the eight tribes, Maharaka, the ancient demon king with infinite power, reappeared in the world after a lapse of hundreds of thousands of years.
Beside Mohuraka, Garuda with wings on his back stood quietly, and the huge demon energy was equally astonishing.
The two fastest members of the Eight Divisions led the chasing and killing, and at the rear, a hundred great demons with giant wings followed, at an extremely fast speed, galloping all the way.
"How far is it?"
Mohuraka asked, the sound was deafening, like thunder, echoing between the stars, reaching a hundred miles away.
"almost."
Garuda glanced at the demonic fire moth flying in front of him, and said solemnly, the thirteenth prince was severely injured and could no longer hide his breath. As long as the distance was not too far, these ghost moths would definitely look for their traces.
The time race, the demons, the underworld, and the realm of the gods, the three forces are trying their best to find the whereabouts of fate, and they dare not delay for a moment.
In the void, the white streamer galloped past, and after an instant, disappeared into the depths of the starry sky.
"Hold on, it'll be there soon."
Seeing that the man around him was getting weaker and weaker, Mu Chengxue's eyes flashed with worry, and said condensedly.
"Um."
With the loss of most of his qi and blood, Ning Chen's consciousness gradually became difficult to support.
The sequelae of the ten-fold attack of the Feihong Jue forcibly began to appear, and the blood-burning tactics, even if the body of a demon, was unbearable.
Seeing this, Mu Chengxue became more and more worried, not quite right, how could he lose so much qi and blood.
After traveling for a long time, the realm of the gods is not too far away, however, the chasing soldiers rushing to the rear are getting closer and closer.
With a heavy load on his body, Mu Chengxue was restrained at extreme speed, and for a while, it was difficult to get rid of the rear chasing soldiers.
Thousands of miles away, in the magic cloud, Garuda looked at the white streamer that was rushing forward, and the corners of his mouth flashed coldly.
Finally caught up.
"kill!"
With an order, behind, a hundred giant-winged demons rushed out immediately, with a strong murderous intent, covering the sky and the stars.
In front, Mu Chengxue felt a sense of it, looking back at the hundreds of big demons rushing towards the rear, his expression became cold.
"Lend me your sword, this time, it's my turn to lead you to your death!" As he spoke, Mu Chengxue took the sword in the former's hand, and his murderous intent exploded, icy cold to the bone.