Invincible God

Chapter 3312 The Horn of the Counterattack

Chapter 310: The Horn of Counterattack

Ye Fan hugged Taishang Xiyue tightly, choked up silently, tears flowed in his eyes, he desperately wanted to catch these light spots, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the light spots from disappearing.

The light spots slowly merged into Ye Fan's body, like an elf, carefully caring for Ye Fan's almost collapsed body.

Finally, Taishang Xiyue disappeared completely, and the last light spot merged into Ye Fan's body.

The long-lost power filled Ye Fan's body, and the sense of lack of the source of life disappeared. At the same time, the power left by He Yidao in his body slowly melted in these light spots.

The power of Creation Baolian is helping Ye Fan absorb the power left by He Yidao, and absorb it at a steady speed.

All of this is controlled by Taishang Xiyue's will.

Ye Fan saw that there was no one in his arms, but fell silent.

There was no hysteria, no crying, just silence.

Above the sky, countless souls blocked the spirit of chaos, but these obsessed souls would disappear immediately without the creation treasure lotus.

The number kept decreasing, but it also bought time for Ye Fan to recover.

Ye Fan could no longer feel the passage of time, he was like a stone, sitting in the lotus of creation.

After the creation treasure lotus disappeared completely, Ye Fan's strength has entered the realm of Taoist master.

There is only one step away from the Emperor of Heaven.

As time passed, souls were continuously scattered and disappeared, while Dao Ling died and resurrected one after another.

The last tens of billions of monks looked at the silent Ye Fan quietly. They didn't know how painful Ye Fan was at the moment, but that kind of sadness could infect everyone.

He Qingxue really wanted to hug Ye Fan and tell him that he still had them.

Taishang Xiyue didn't have too many provocative words, her death was so sudden and so fast, even at the end she just quietly disappeared in Ye Fan's arms.

She is such a person who is not good at expressing her emotions.

The cultivation level has been promoted to the realm of the Taoist master, and the control of the Taoist spirit has no problem for Ye Fan, even though all the souls brought by the creation treasure lotus have disappeared.

Combat is also stress-free.

However, Ye Fan seemed to have lost all vitality. He just sat like this, sitting quietly, as if he had no thoughts, and seemed to be so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

Tatata!
On the distant horizon, countless spaceships broke through the void and rushed towards the holy city at high speed.

Then, the monks flew out of the spaceship one by one, mighty and boundless.

Reinforcement, here we come! !

Tens of billions of human monks looked at the mighty monsters and beast legions.

The first to appear was the demon army, and all the demons focused their eyes on the battlefield in the Holy City. Then, shock flashed in the eyes of each demon.

"Why are there so many dao spirits!!"

Ye Yao was shocked, and Yue Yaoyue and the others froze in place.

In the scarlet sky, countless dao spirits shuttled back and forth, leaving only tens of billions of monks in the entire human race.

How tragic this is! !

"Senior Brother Lei, Junior Brother Mo, Junior Brother Lu..."

Long Zun staggered and almost fell, Long Ling hurriedly supported Long Zun, his beautiful eyes were also shocked.

There are too many people they are familiar with here, but at this moment, the people they know have become Dao Ling.

What kind of battle did the Holy City of Devils go through?
Every monk's eyes reflected the Dao Spirits who were constantly fighting. When they passed the Dao Spirits, what they saw were wild spirits wearing scarlet heavy armor.

There are also those who are too powerful! !

"How is this possible, human race, how could it be possible to last so long in front of such a powerful enemy?"

A question, not a question, but an admiration.

"Is this the human race? Is this the race that we demons have never conquered."

Ye Yao clasped her hands tightly, these former enemies are so respectable at this moment.

At this moment, monstrous anger rose in the hearts of every monk.

Especially the divine beasts were even more furious. When they left, there were 500 billion human races here, but now, only 100 billion are left.

Su Zhong, Great Emperor, Er Liang, Feng Yun and others all stayed in place quietly, with unspeakable pain on everyone's face.

What a tragedy!

Whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh!
In the more distant sky, there were bursts of space shuttle sounds, densely packed and endless.

Immediately, everyone looked to the west of the Holy City,

Accompanied by waves of space law fluctuations, the space gates condensed one by one, and then Han Qianzhan's figure flew out first.

Brush brush!
The appearance of Han Qianzhan seemed to break a certain balance, and then, countless monks flew out from the gate of space.

There are races, there is the Holy Spirit.

They are the monks of the Nine Immortals Galaxy! !
100 billion, 200 billion, 300 billion, all the way to 500 billion.

It is densely packed and endless, and the eyes of every monk converge on the holy city immediately.

Then, all the monks stopped in place.

There is an unspeakable shock in the eyes of every monk. On the battlefield of the Holy City, there are rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. The devastation highlights the brutality of the battle all the time.

Han Qianzhan took the hand of the female moon, and looked at Ye Fan in the deepest part of the unicorn formation with complicated eyes. Ye Fan was so lonely at the moment.

Besides Dao Ling, there was no living person beside him.

"Ye Fan, you did it."

Han Qianzhan said softly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Ye Fan has accomplished feats against the sky again and again.

It was so in the fairy world back then, and it is still the same today in the sky.

The monks from the Nine Immortals Galaxy flew around the holy city, and then some monks spontaneously knelt down on one knee.

One, two, ten, one hundred, one hundred million, ten billion.

In the end, all 500 billion monks knelt on one knee.

In the direction of their kneeling, there are Dao Ling transformed into countless human heroes, and there is also the Emperor who supports the inheritance of the human race.

"I'm waiting for the rescue of Tian Cang to come late, please ask Ye Huang to make amends!!"

The neat voice resounded through the sky, and countless monks lowered their heads.

Although they live in the Nine Immortals Galaxy, they are also monks in the Celestial Cang Realm.

They also have the responsibility to protect the heavens, not to mention, they have traveled all the way, from the imperial realm to the demon god realm.

Corpses form mountains, blood flows into rivers, corpses lie for thousands of miles, not a single blade of grass grows.

As monks of Tiancang, they came at the last moment, they are guilty.

Han Qianzhan looked at Ye Fan quietly, Ye Fan's posture was obvious, he once hugged someone.

Back then, he hugged Yuyue like this, watching her die.

He could understand Ye Fan's pain.

"Ye Fan, it's time to sound the horn of the Celestial Realm's counterattack."

Han Qian said loudly.

Ye Fan slowly raised his head, the endless pain was concealed in the blood-like eyes, and then, the raging anger burned.

Clang!
Fu Hong sword was unsheathed, and the blade slowly pointed to the scarlet core above the sky.

"The life is immortal, the soul of the clan is immortal, give it to me, kill!!"

With a roar, Ye Fan's aura broke through the sky, and the formation covering the holy city dissipated instantly.

The tens of billions of cultivators of the Azure Dragon Legion burst out hysterical roars in an instant, rushing madly towards the chaotic spirit in the sky.

The sudden burst of killing intent changed the color of the world.

The flames of hatred burned the sky red.

Demon spirits, divine beasts, dao spirits, and reinforcements from the Nine Heavens Galaxy flew up one after another, densely packed and endless.

(End of this chapter)