thump—
"Monkey watch out!"
Yang Jian in the void instantly turned into a black mist and appeared in front of the Great Sage. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand swept 180 degrees.
After offsetting the golden pattern, Yang Jian turned around, only to find that the Great Sage was swept toward the destruction space again.
"Ice Wall."
With Su Liuer's whisper, an ice wall appeared on the way of the Great Sage's swept forward.
The Great Sage stopped, and Su Liuer, Xiao Yumei and Su Yan, who had been behind, also fell in front of them at this time.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't go, we can't break this barrier with our realm."
Su Liuer's icy blue eyes stared ahead, and a hundred meters in front of them was the destruction space where Yale and his Lord God were located. The periphery of this space is nothing special, but as long as you get close, there will be a force of destruction to completely annihilate their attacks.
Whether it is the Great Sage or Yang Jian, they have tried many times, but they are unable to break through the barrier.
As for Ye Zichen, he was inside this barrier, confronting Yale and the main gods.
"But Ye Zi and the benefactor who rescued us are still inside, we..."
"That can't be helped, not to mention..."
shhhhh—
Countless voices piercing through the void like sword rain whistled and arrived. Yin Shang and the others all stared blankly. Su Liuer also looked at the dark figure in front of him indifferently.
"Our situation here is not necessarily much better."
Destroy space.
With Su Yiyun lying in his arms, Ye Zichen stood in the center, surrounded by the ten main gods under the seat of Yale.
Although the situation was extremely critical, what Ye Ye Chen did was to heal Su Yiyun's wounds, and the precious medicinal pills kept sending him into his mouth.
At the same time, he also fully understood.
Bittersweet!
At Yale, what he played was a tragic game. At this time, the main god of pain has long since disappeared from the previous tragic state, although he still has some injuries on his body, maybe...
Su Yiyun really hurt him, but not so badly.
It's all just Yale's plan.
The more so, the more resentment in Ye Zichen's heart.
It was obvious that the Lord God of Pain had only suffered some skin injuries, but Yale and the others injured Su Yiyun so badly.
Yale!
Everything is him!
"Master Ye Xing, what kind of eyes do you have?"
Yale, who hangs high in the void, looked down at Ye Zichen below, and the light frown between his eyebrows was full of toying with Ye Zichen.
"This seat invited you here as a guest, and I never thought of confronting you. It was the same at the beginning, and it is still the same now."
"Ah… "
Ye Zichen, who was holding Su Yiyun in his arms, smiled indifferently, and glanced at the Great Sage and the others who were in the vortex outside. Yale obviously noticed his wink and laughed. "This is also what this seat is helpless. The person in your arms is an enemy outside our territory and should be handled by this seat. But you are acting on your behalf and deliberately want to get involved in this matter. Naturally, this seat can only deal with you. Treat him as his accomplice. As long as you hand him over to this seat, this seat can swear in heaven and earth
, let you and your subordinates leave without any interception. "
The wind suddenly became stronger than before.
The horns of the leaves and dressing gowns blown by the whistling wind rattled, and the clouds and mists in the void also slowly fluttered in the direction the wind blew.
Ye Zichen raised his head with a smile but not a smile, without any words, but stood up slowly from the ground.
The surrounding gods followed his movements to prepare for battle, and Yale squinted.
"Master Ye Xing is going to be obsessed!"
Suddenly, Ye Zichen's hand touched his left eye.
The blindfold that had been sealing his left eye came off, and the purple stars belonging to Emperor Star dripped from his eyes like tears. When it fell into the air, the tears condensed by the starlight turned into silk threads, tightly wrapping Su Yiyun around Ye Zichen's back.
In addition to this, the golden light overflowed from Ye Zichen's left hand.
A long sword shining with golden light fell in his hand, and the moment he held the sword, the momentum of the whole person was a bit more vigorous than before.
"Yiyun, I'll take you out."
As soon as the words fell, Ye Zichen's eyes widened, holding the Xuanyuan Sword tightly and making a brazen shot at the Lord Gods.
"The distinguished guest of this seat, Ye Xingzhu, is a little out of control. Please help him calm down for this seat."
Yale shouted angrily above the void, and the ten main gods under his seat immediately greeted Ye Zichen.
The maid outside the shrine pointed to Ye Ye Chen and others who had already started and shouted, the goddess of war's fists were already clenched hard, the nails of her fingers were embedded in the flesh, and golden blood dripped down from the palm of her hand.
"Sister, your hand..."
The maid next to her stared, and hurriedly took out a silk scarf to wrap her up.
It's just that the goddess of war clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip with her teeth.
She really wants to go there now!
When Yale really took action against Ye Zichen and the others, this kind of thought lingered in the sea of consciousness of the goddess of war, and it would last for a long time.
But reason told her that even if she passed by at this time, it would not help.
If she is in the past now, she is fighting against Yale. It's better to wait until Ye Yechen and the others are defeated, and when Yale wants to execute them, she will come forward and say something nice to them, maybe they will be able to keep their lives.
She could only endure until there was a real result.
"Go away!"
Ye Yechen holding the Xuanyuan sword seemed to be killing the gods. Every time he swung the sword, the demon dharma body behind him would learn his movements and smashed towards the surrounding gods.
With the devil's dharma body and Xuanyuan sword beside him, and his emperor Xingxinghui...
For a time, in the face of the siege of the main gods, he could not fall into decline.
Standing proudly in the void, Yale is definitely not watching the fun. He didn't suppress Ye Zichen himself at the first time, but he felt that his demonic body was weird.
During Ye Zichen's fight with the main gods, he has been observing Ye Zichen's flaws.
As for the flaw, after so long of observation, he finally found it.
It's not so much Ye Zichen's flaw, but rather his burden.
This flaw is-
"annihilation!"
A sphere like a small black hole was dropped by Yale, and the trajectory of the black sphere was moving towards Su Yiyun behind Ye Zichen.
"Humph!"
Although Ye Zichen was fighting with the main gods, his attention never left Su Yiyun.
When Yale released the black ball, Ye Zichen snorted coldly, and the wings behind him stretched out instantly, completely enclosing him and Su Yiyun.
boom-
The black ball landed on the wings, causing the demon's dharma body's wings to break directly, and Ye Zichen, who was the hub, also spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Master Ye Xing, you lost!"
At this moment, Yale suddenly fell down and shook his head as if regretfully, Ye Zichen heard the words and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a tragic smile.
"Losing?"
Ye Zichen admitted that Yale's blow had hurt him badly, but if he said he lost now...
"You really lost." Yale said with a regretful expression, "Did you not notice that Ye Xingzhu, there are only ten main gods here, but eleven should be here."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Zichen, who was about to ridicule Yale's arrogance, was suddenly stunned.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Su Yiyun behind him, only to realize that he, who had been seriously injured before, was smiling at himself, and his right hand was flashing purple flames.
"you… "
Pfft - flame falling, chest wear.