Escaped?

The blood-eyed demon and the Zhenwu saint just escaped like that?

Everyone inside and outside Kyoto looked confused when they saw this scene.

Everyone felt like they were dazzled.

This is a high and mighty deity.

He actually ran away with his tail between his legs, and could only say one harsh word.

And Zhenwu Saint only has a weak soul left.

this……

No one expected that the final result would be like this.

Whoosh!

The flying sword flew back and returned to Xiao Changfeng's body with his soul.

"What a pity!"

Xiao Changfeng's face turned pale as he looked at the space crack that had returned to its original state.

I sighed in my heart, secretly regretting it.

Zhenwu Saint did not die in the end.

Although he only has a weak soul left.

But the Ghost Immortal Sect is originally a group of ghost cultivators and loose immortals.

Xiao Changfeng believed that the blood-eyed demon must have a way to restore Zhenwu Saint.

Let the tiger return to the mountain!

Endless troubles!

It's a pity that Xiao Changfeng has nothing to do now.

The blood-eyed demon escaped through space cracks. His strength was not yet able to break through the space and entered the void to pursue him.

I could only watch them escape.

"However, it is not so easy to recover the soul and take over the body to be reborn. When the time comes, I will no longer be in the golden elixir stage now. If I can kill once, I can kill a second time."

Xiao Changfeng's eyes were indifferent.

"Changfeng, are you okay?"

Emperor Wu was standing next to Xiao Changfeng, asking with concern on his face.

Xiao Changfeng used Soul Control Sword with overload.

Although these methods are extremely powerful, the damage must also be extremely serious.

"Father, don't worry, I'm fine!"

Xiao Changfeng smiled and comforted.

Using the soul to control the sword will cause great damage to the soul.

But Xiao Changfeng has his own way to make up for it.

And he was not as severely injured as outsiders thought.

Even if he was struck with three more swords, he could still hold on.

And at this time.

The blood-eyed demon escaped with the Zhenwu Saint, and this unprecedented war should be over.

"escape!"

Whoosh!

Two figures quickly flew out across the sky and teleported to escape.

It is the ancestors Zuo Leng and You Han.

"Even the saint was destroyed, and Tianzun could only barely save the saint's soul. If we don't leave now, when will we wait?"

Ancestor Zuoleng and Ancestor Youhan were scared.

They had never seen such a terrifying person.

Now Zhenwu Saint has escaped with only his soul left. If they don't leave, they may die here.

After all, there are three powerful men here, including Emperor Wu, Emperor Bai, and Patriarch Ziyun.

"You still want to escape? Leave your life behind!"

Emperor Wu snorted coldly, supported his seriously injured body, and rose into the sky.

He took Qingmu Dan and recovered some spiritual energy, and he was still able to fight.

"Now that you're here, let's stay!"

Bai Di turned into a white rainbow and rushed out as well.

He directly revealed his true form.

Suddenly it turned into a huge white carp.

The white carp has two small dragon horns on its head.

Above the lips, there are two slender dragon whiskers.

"Zi Qi Dong Lai Fist!"

Ancestor Ziyun took out a semi-holy medicine and swallowed it, instantly recovering half of his spiritual energy.

He stepped out of the clouds, purple clouds filled the sky, and he also attacked.

Ancestor Zuo Leng and Ancestor You Han are both strong men in the powerful realm.

If they were allowed to escape, the consequences would be endless.

Therefore, Emperor Wu and the three of them did not hold back and attacked with all their strength.

Boom!

Suddenly, there were loud explosions in the sky, spiritual energy billowing, and mountains and rivers shattered.

"Kill, bloodbath Kyoto!"

At this time, Xue Feixian and others also rushed out instantly.

Their targets are Huo Di, Demon Slaughter Guard and others.

In an instant, war breaks out again.

And this time, it's the last battle.

"Hahaha, God is unfair, Yu'er, just wait, I will come to you soon!"

Lord Mo Shang was furious with blood and kept swinging the broad sword in his hand.

He went completely crazy.

The defeat of the Zhenwu Saint destined the outcome of this war.

His wish to avenge Mo Ruyu was completely frustrated.

At this time, he didn't care and fought with all his strength.

"A knife to the death!"

Click!

There seemed to be an extra bolt of lightning between heaven and earth.

Bai Xi held the water-breaking knife in his hand, giving up everything and slashing out the most powerful sword.

Suddenly, Mo Shangjun's body stiffened.

The broad sword snapped into two pieces.

A line of blood emerged from his waist.

The next moment, he was cut off at the waist, and his eyes dimmed.

In the end, his eyes widened, and he fell straight down with unwillingness and regret.

Prime Minister Dawu, Lord Mo Shang.

Just die!

"kill!"

Bai Xi killed Mo Shangjun, and his expression did not change at all.

He holds the water-breaking knife in his hand and kills forward again.
To be continued...