Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

This barrier between heaven and earth is like a wall made of glass. It originally went down deep into the ground and topped the sky, but now there are deep cracks in the middle. Once it is broken, the sky will fall directly and hit the ground. They are all creatures of the Three Realms and Six Realms, and none of them will be spared.

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Qingxuan, the Ghost King Jiuyang, and a group of immortals had exhausted their spiritual energy and fell to the ground below the barrier between heaven and earth, unable to even get up.On the barrier, only the God of Heaven, Yehua, and the God of Four Seasons, Qingying, each resisted with a horn, supporting them firmly.

However, the cracks in the barrier continued to lengthen and deepen, and the sound of tearing hit the hearts of everyone present.

"What's going on here!" Han Mengxiao rushed over and grabbed the clothes of Yuelao who was standing in the front: "There are so many of you, are you just looking at it like this? Come and help, hurry and help!"

She didn't need to look clearly to know that the two people on the barrier must be soaked in sweat, almost exhausted, and exhausted.

"Sister, we... can't make it through..." The red lady came over and grabbed Han Mengxiao's hand, half of her beautiful face was already as pale as paper: "The flames burnt to ashes, we don't have enough cultivation, we can't make it through!"

Above that enchantment was her lover, she watched him suffer, but could do nothing, if he could not hold on, the sky would collapse, she would not be able to be with him even if she died, this pain had already called her torment. The body is numb.

The four sides of the barrier between heaven and earth are flames of raging flames. The black flames are a hundred times more ferocious than devils. If they are not cultivated enough, they will be burned to nothing before they get close.

"Ziye, Ziye, can you save them? Can you?" Trembling, Han Mengxiao put her hope on Xuanzun.

"I think... but I can't." Xuanzun frowned, and said in pain: "I practice magic, and I can't tolerate that black firework. Once the demons and monsters get close, they become food. Not only will they die in vain, It will make the fire burn even more fiercely."

"Then... I'll go!" Han Mengxiao glanced at the hazy shadow in the distance, and said firmly.

She suddenly remembered that she had obtained her elder brother's ten-thousand-year cultivation base, and her cultivation base was sufficient. What her elder brother cultivated and what she cultivated were both gods, so she could go there.

"Girl, you can't!" Xuanzun wanted to hold Han Mengxiao, but Han Mengxiao's body flew out like a fully drawn bow and arrow, and there was no way he could catch it.

"Han Mengxiao, what are you doing here!" Ye Hua had just carried a heavy load, mobilized his divine power to repair a deep gap in the barrier, turned his head, and saw the person who had been thinking about it for a long time came to him. The person with the last name called her name, and said angrily: "Go back to me!"

That's right, he is the God of the Middle Heavens, a high-ranking lord, but for tens of thousands of years, he has never put on the airs of this lord in front of anyone in the three realms and six realms, and he didn't want to put it on her for the first time.

"Ye Hua, are you telling me to get lost?" Ignoring everyone's eyes, Han Mengxiao deliberately flew up to Ye Hua, stabilized her body, faced him face to face, and said with a crooked smile, "You'd better find out Alright, this is the wording of the word 'roll'!"

There was a "click", it was another warning with a deep crack, Ye Hua glanced in the direction of the sound, his cold eyes shot back at Han Mengxiao...

Ye Hua glanced in the direction of the sound, and shot her cold eyes back at Han Mengxiao: "It's not up to you, a fairy or not, to intervene in the matter of this lord, so get out of here quickly!"