Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1986 A Strange Sword

The same is true for the white-haired old man and Dugu Shisan.

Especially Gongsun Yu, his expression was extremely tense, and his whole body was like a tight bowstring.

"Relax, Yin Guixing has already won a big victory, and that kid must have a plan in his mind."

"Speaking of it, it's really surprising. With the strength of the Yin Ghost Star alone, it was able to wipe out the entire army of the Corpse Yin Sect. It's amazing, it's really amazing, no wonder it was chosen by the Emperor of Chaos."

The old man's words were full of appreciation.

Obviously, Yin Guixing's big victory was somewhat beyond his expectations.

According to his estimate, everything is full of uncertainties, but who would have thought that the Corpse Yin Sect would lose, and the defeat would be so fast and so tragic.

Involuntarily, he was also full of anticipation for the battle above the sky.

The same is true for Dugu Shisan, with a light of expectation in his eyes.

And the whole world began to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The crowd watched this scene tensely.

Watching the purple energy and the blue energy intertwine, slowly filling the whole world, the breath of terror and destruction spread wantonly, and the shadow of death shrouded it.

Boom! ! !

The sound of thunder became more and more loud, and the two energies collided wantonly, shaking the sky and the earth.

Then, as if each critical point was reached, the entire void, with a radius of a hundred miles, completely collapsed, like the beginning of heaven and earth.

The roaring air waves wantonly destroyed everything in the world.

Wherever it passes, everything is crushed into powder.

"Go back!"

The faces of the crowd all changed drastically. It was because the roaring air wave was too shocking, which made them feel extremely small, as humble as dust.

Even those who are strong in the Fusion Realm are trembling with fear.

Those who didn't react in time were directly torn into pieces and turned into blood mist.

The entire sky is completely filled with purple, blue, and even red at this moment.

The world was a piece of ravioli, a vast expanse, completely unrecognizable, only the loud rumbling noise filled the whole world.

The crowd watched this scene in horror, expecting the final result.

There was also a gleam of light in the cloudy eyes of the white-haired old man, and finally, a smile slowly appeared on the old face.

And between heaven and earth, calm gradually returned.

Let the dust settle.

A domineering figure reappeared in everyone's line of sight. He stood proudly in the sky, surrounded by purple energy, like a peerless emperor who surpassed all living beings. He was—Zi Yihou!

"Hahaha! Ziyihou is mighty, he won!!"

Seeing this, the powerhouses of the sect alliance were immediately excited.

The morale of the disciples of the countless sect alliances also surged, cheering like a wave.

On the contrary, all the members of the Kyushu sect turned extremely ugly, and they couldn't help looking at Fengshenmeng together.

Looking at the figure that was falling straight down like a meteor.

"God concubine!" Everyone in the Nine Provinces Sect looked anxious.

Gongsun Yu, who was as anxious as them, was even above the Nine Heavens, her pretty face turned pale.

"I lost! Isn't that..."

She murmured, obviously a little unacceptable.

Dugu Shisan's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head slightly.

However, the white-haired old man's smile became thicker, "What a girl, what a Great Dream Immortal, I'm afraid even that kid may not be as good as this girl."

These words undoubtedly made the two of them a little puzzled, and they couldn't help but look at them together.

"Great grandfather..." Gongsun Yu was about to ask.

"Look!" The old man interrupted her directly and pointed down.

I saw that Fengshenmeng, who was falling rapidly, was dragged by the big dream astrolabe at this moment, and stood up slowly.

However, she looked extremely weak, with blood in her mouth, as if she would fall down at any time.

"Look! She's not dead yet."

The crowd also noticed this scene, and countless eyes cast their eyes on it.

"Heh! Even if she doesn't die, half of her foot has already stepped into hell, and Lord Ziyi can kill her with a flick of a finger."

"That's right! Kyushu Sect will definitely lose."

In their view, the tragic situation of Fengshenmeng was undoubtedly a struggle before death.

Even the disciples of the Kyushu sect seemed to have the same idea, all of them looked anxious, but they didn't know what to do.

However, no one noticed that Zi Yihou, who had been standing proudly in the sky, did not respond at all from the beginning to the end, just like a statue, motionless.

As for Fengshenmeng, after struggling to stand up, she raised her palm.

A bright sword shadow came from the sky and slashed directly at Zi Yihou.

"Hmph! You are still whimsical when you are about to die, you just don't know what it means."

Everyone in the sectarian alliance sneered, full of sarcasm.

In this situation, if it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have run away long ago. After all, life-saving is the most important thing. Who would have thought that under such circumstances, the other party would still refuse to give up.

However, what they didn't expect was yet to come.

Seeing that the bright sword shadow was about to fall, Zi Yihou remained indifferent.

If a careful person observes Zi Yihou's eyes carefully, it is not difficult to find that those eyes have lost all energy, just like dementia.

brush!

The bright sword shadow fell, and a large head flew up.

Blood spilled into the sky!

quiet!

Deadly still!

A generation of super strong Zi Yihou fell just like that, and he did not resist at all under the watchful eyes of everyone, allowing the other party to cut off his head.

The crowd also seemed to be petrified, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

It wasn't until the world returned to calm and Fengshenmeng's cold eyes swept over the crowd that everyone woke up like a dream.

"No! What's going on, Master Ziyi..."

Everyone's eyes were full of fear, their faces were full of disbelief, and they looked at Fengshen Meng as if they had seen a ghost.

Zi Yihou actually died like this, even though they thought about countless possibilities of this battle, they never thought of this one.

Zi Yihou didn't dodge or dodge, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

In fact, it is not just them, everyone in the field is like this, but, such an excellent opportunity, naturally it is not the time to pursue the truth.

"Zi Yihou is dead, the sect alliance is doomed, kill them!"

Meng Tiance gave a loud shout.

kill kill kill! ! !

Responding to him was the shout of killing the sky, and the arrogance of the Kyushu sect soared, like a rainbow piercing the sun, straight to the ninth heaven.

What's more, the Asura Hall was filled with bloody aura, completely turning the surrounding space into its own territory. In this territory, they were the invincible Asura army.

On the other hand, the sectarian alliance lost all fighting spirit after this battle.

It's no wonder that the Corpse Yin Sect's entire army was annihilated, and now that even Zi Yihou was dead, they didn't have the heart to continue fighting.

"Run away!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The sound of 'run away' completely broke the psychological defense of the disciples of the sect alliance.

Immediately, there were still no one to fight, and they all fled in haste, like a bereaved dog.

And so a massacre ensues.

(End of this chapter)