Between heaven and earth.

The wind blows hard, the sun and the moon are gone.

There is a blood moon hanging in the sky at the top of the sky, emitting a charming blood-red light, which can make people fall into an addiction and become a sacrifice for the altar of the blood sacrifice of all spirits.

now.

Below the blood moon, a hazy ball of energy covered.

Like a curtain of the sky, it blocked the light of the blood moon to the southern states.

This curtain was the energy sky curtain arranged by the Qingtian Alliance masters at the same time, and the energy sky curtain was blocked by the energy sky curtain, barely blocking the light of the blood moon.

If this layer of sky is not covered by it.

At this moment, countless creatures in Nanzhou are still in a state of sacrifice.

There will be countless lives lost at all times.

Dong!                                                                                                                              �

It's like a morning bell.

Deafening.

I saw a faint blood-colored light on the body of the Lord Mingyue Palace and the Lord Chiyang Palace, disappeared, just when the ancestor Tongtian was suffering from the punishment of heaven.

The two of them secretly guided the tremendous vitality accumulated in the blood moon and were restoring their cultivation.

Just one-third of the creatures in Nanzhou.

At this moment, they had already restored to the third level of the Holy King Realm.

The two joined forces.

Even when facing the fifth level of the Holy King realm, he still has the power to fight.

Fang Tianchi's face suddenly changed: "Damn it, they have been delaying the time just now, and now they have absorbed the vitality accumulated in the blood moon, and their strength has recovered a lot..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       �

These two bastards..."                                                                                                                            

The masters of the Qingtian Alliance looked at each other, their faces full of anger and reluctance.

There was even a hint of fear and fear.

The two hall masters of the Sun and Moon Palace are originally masters of the Holy King realm.

Now he has gained the energy in the blood moon and his cultivation level has once again broken through?

How else do they fight against it?

In the distant mysterious realm.

Zhao Wudi frowned slightly. He also felt the recovery of the cultivation of the Lord of Chiyang Palace and the Lord of Mingyue Palace, but he didn't take it seriously at all. He said indifferently: "The third level of the Holy King Realm?

Not enough..." He slowly raised his head.

?          A pair of blood-stained eyes stared at the statue of Zhao Wuji in front of him, and involuntarily clenched his fists: "The world only knows Zhao Wuji's son, and no one remembers my name.

Father, you overthrew the Palace of Eternal Life and became famous and respected as the God of Martial Arts.

Now, it’s the turn of a child. You open your eyes and see clearly how a child has become the top master in this world!"

His eyes looked into the distance, as if he could see everything that happened in Nanzhou.

…………                南州.

The small mountain river courtyard has long since fallen apart and turned into ruins.

At this moment...                                                                                                                             �

The masters of the Qingtian Alliance stood in the air, each with a strong sense of alertness and solemnity on his face, and at the same time he had the determination to die.

They knew very well that the Qingtian Alliance is like an ant in front of the Sun and Moon Palace.

But they still returned from the Xuan Realm without hesitation.

Just because Xiao Yi's original intention of creating the Qingtian Alliance was to protect countless creatures in the Qingtian Realm.

They could not watch the innocent creatures in Nanzhou die tragically under the altar of the All Spirits Blood Sacrifice, and became the blood food of the Lord of the Second Palace of Sun and Moon.

Even if they have to pay the price of their lives for this.

They also refused! Fang Qingzhu looked at the masters of the Sun and Moon Palace in front of her with a cold expression. Her slender fingers gently bounced into the void, and a crisp sound was buzzing.

The cold frost gradually condensed, and finally condensed into an ice-blue sword in her hands.

The long sword fell into the palm of his hand.

Fang Qingzhu's entire aura became colder, the Ice Emperor Sword and the peak holy warrior level.

This is an exclusive weapon that Xiao Yi personally refined for Fang Qingzhu before leaving.

With the Ice Emperor Sword in hand, Fang Qingzhu's overall combat power is no less than a king-level master.

"Ice Phoenix Bloodline?"

The Master of Mingyue Palace glanced at Fang Qingzhu and showed a look of surprise, "I didn't expect that after tens of thousands of years, I could still see the successor of the Ice Phoenix Bloodline..." The Master of Mingyue Palace himself is a super expert on the Ice Avenue.

The Ice Phoenix Bloodline is the physique that every strong man who walks on the Ice Avenue dreams of.

At the beginning.

In order to break through to the Holy King realm, he specially searched for the existence of the Ice Phoenix bloodline and stripped away the bloodline power from the other party's body to improve his talent and potential.

In his eyes, the existence of the Ice Phoenix Bloodline is like a big tonic.

The Lord of Chiyang Palace laughed and said, "Second brother, it seems that this is God who helps you and me to return to the top. Among these guys, there are not only the descendants of the Ice Phoenix Bloodline, but also the Holy Body of Fighting..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

The Lord of the Mingyue Palace lit up.

His eyes swept through the crowd and found Ye Heng, who had just entered the Saint Venerable Realm.

Ye Heng is the holy body of fighting.

And this fighting holy body is one of the ten holy bodies, the existence of the most yang and strong.

For the Lord of Chiyang Palace, such a yang and strong body is also a big tonic! The Lord of Mingyue Palace smiled sinisterly and said, "Brother, since they came to the door on their own initiative, we must not waste it.

The Ice Phoenix Bloodline is handed over to me, and the Holy Body of Fighting Battle is handed over to you!"

"no problem!"

The Lord of Chiyang Palace nodded, then glanced at Fang Tianchi and others with a cold look, and said with a sarcastic look on his face, "Yang Yi, Yue Yi, I'll leave these annoying flies to you.

Kill them all, break the sky, and let the Altar of the All Spirits Blood Sacrifice continue to operate..."                                                 �

Yang Yi and others showed a ferocious look on their faces and walked towards Fang Tianchi and others.

Fang Ru, I walked to Fang Qingzhu, rubbed the head of my daughter beside me, and had a free and easy smile on my face: "Qingzhu, for my father, I have never been able to do my duty as a father."

Today, let your father stand in front of you!”

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha and the Buddha Mother clasped their hands together, and the two of them surrounded by golden Buddha light.

The treasure is solemn.

Solemn and sacred.

The Buddha Mother said: "I have saved my life by King Xiao, and today is the time to repay my kindness!"

"If it weren't for King Xiao Fo, my Qing Tian Realm would have been trapped in the dire straits of creatures outside the domain. Now King Xiao Fo is unknown, how could I let you be hurt again?"

The Buddha had no expression on his face, holding the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, as if he was angry with the Vajra glared at the master of the Sun and Moon Palace in front of him.

"Hahahaha..." The white-haired Sword Emperor was full of sword intent, and his hair was dancing in the void.

Every hair is condensed like a sword energy.

Holding a long sword.

Surrounded by sword intent, the sword bones of the gods! “If it weren’t for the leader of Alliance Xiao, I would probably still be living in the pirate group in a daze. Now that I have the opportunity to protect the billions of creatures in the Qingtian Realm, what’s wrong with death?”

The white-haired Sword Emperor's long sword spread across the sky.

Fang Tianchi, who had a compass on his head, sighed lightly, without any extra words, just stepped forward.

Fang Tianmiao.

Nantianwen.

Ye Heng.

Jin Feiyan... Wait and wait! All the strong men of the Qingtian Alliance came forward, no one retreated, and no one escaped in the face of the battle.

Fight! Fight to the death! They are full of fighting spirit.

Even though they knew that the strength gap between the two sides was like heaven and earth, even if they knew that they would probably be ruined after this battle, even if they knew that their sacrifice might not have any effect...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

But they still insisted! Fight! Fight! Fight to the death! Fight to the death... "Cleaning my sword, pulling my sword..." "Rise my battle flag and fight with me..."

The masters of the Qingtian Alliance all rushed to the battlefield with their heads held high and their chests raised.
To be continued...