Chapter 1210 I won't die

In just one day, there have been so many shocking changes in this battle today!

Whether it is the appearance of the incarnation of the gods, the unparalleled power of the afterimage of the Demon Ancestor, or the four thunder lights that hit the world one after another, they have long become the unparalleled shadows in the hearts of all those who witness it.

Although the battle today seems to end very quickly, and there is no tragic scene like the last ice field battle where blood flows like the river and corpses piled up like mountains, no one would think that this battle is no more tragic than the previous battle.

Although the scene in front of me looked like there was only a broken ice field, only a ruin, and the corpse of the cultivator could not even be seen, the dead strong men were no less than the last time, but most of them had turned into ashes and even traces could not be left behind.

As the stunning thunder light fell, the dark clouds in the deep sky had dissipated and gradually returned to peace, but the deep sky was still gray, and even heavy snow fell, falling down, as if the heaven and earth were crying for the powerful people who had passed away.

The biting cold wind swept over and rolled up a thick and stern and desolate atmosphere. The sound of the wind was like a sad song, flowing across the entire ice field, echoing for a long time.

Although those thunderous lightnings have long passed, that scene still kept popping up in everyone's minds. It was a scene that made the Great Sage burst into blood in an instant. Once it was hit, it would instantly turn into ashes...

What is that? I believe many people know that it is an emperor-level thunder tribulation!

The heavy snow of goose feathers was rising, as if everything in the world had frozen instantly. Looking at the empty ruins, everyone stood there blankly, letting the bone-thrilling chill sweep over, no one came back to his senses.

The elders of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace, the strong men of the Taihuang Sect, the three guardians of the holy city, the old man living in Wanba Ridge, Xuan Yue, Jian Wuhen, the transformed Xuan Xuan and the beast kings... their faces were stiff. They all stared at the sky without a moment, staring at the space where Fang Yefeng had lost traces.

Yes, today's battle has ended. In the future, there will be no Tiansheng Sect or Zixiao Palace in the entire Shura Holy Realm. Although I don't know if the two great saints of Tiansheng Sect and Zixiao Palace will leave burning their true energy and leave alive, the living powers of Tiansheng Sect and Zixiao Palace will be ruined here.

However, at this moment, no one seemed to care about these things anymore. What everyone really wanted to know was that person had also disappeared?

He alone faced the ten great saints and many holy emperors. He attracted the worldly light of thunder, but now his thunder tribulation has dissipated.

If he hid in the Sumeru Realm, why didn’t he appear yet?

The moment the light of the world fell, Ye Feng was swallowed up. No one knew what happened at that moment, nor did anyone see whether Ye Feng successfully escaped. After all, the lightning light was too terrifying at that time, and the dazzling light illuminated the world. Even the great saint at the peak of Wan Beast Ridge could not peek into the scene.

Chen Aotian, who had returned to Qingzhou City before, had just arrived on the ice field. He saw the dazzling lightning lightning far away and heard the violent thunder that shocked the entire continent. However, when he actually arrived on the ice field, he saw a piece of ruins.

He rushed over all the way, facing the bitter cold wind swept across the world, stepped on the broken ice field covered with cracks, and rushed to the edge of the battlefield. He saw the silent figures of one of them, all of whom were already stiff and dull faces staring at mid-air.

"Where is Brother Ye?" Chen Aotian shouted and rushed to Jian Wuhen. He was too excited and lost control. He grabbed Jian Wuhen and kept shaking, and asked angrily.

His eyes were red, and his tone was filled with endless anxiety and anger.

Jian Wuhen's expression was very stiff. At this time, he was violently torn and shaken by Chen Aotian, and then he slowly came back to his senses. He glanced at Chen Aotian in a daze, without shaking his head or nodding, only silent.

Although he kept standing here and watching, he didn't know whether Ye Feng was alive or dead. Logically speaking, Ye Feng was still alive and should have left the Sumeru Realm as soon as possible. It was only half an hour after that, but there was still no trace of Ye Feng. There were only snowflakes falling constantly in the sky.

"You'd better go back and see the Ice and Snow Holy Palace. Such a battle will cause aftermath to sweep the entire ice field, and the Ice and Snow Holy Palace will probably be affected!" The old man from Wanshouling looked at the people of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace and spoke like this.

"I didn't sense his disappearing breath. He should have entered the Sumi Realm. The Sumi Realm is like another continent. It will separate all the breath and the thunder tribulation will dissipate!"

The old man from Wanshouling spoke one after another, then looked at the three guardians of the holy city beside him, and then said: "The descendants of the four gods in the Great Saint Realm escape. If I guess it is good, they should have gone to the holy city. Let's leave too, so as not to change!"

His face was still very serious, and he knew that everything was not finished.

When the three guardians of the Holy City heard this, they suddenly realized that the three of them immediately thought that something was wrong. Then, without saying a word, they didn't care about anything else and flew away.

The old man from Wanshou Ridge did not stop at all and also flew away, because if the descendants of the four gods went to the holy city, things would be more important than Ye Feng's life and death.

Another hour passed in a blink of an eye. Several disciples from the Ice and Snow Holy Palace came to report that the sect had been completely destroyed and collapsed into ruins. Even the barrier left by Emperor Zhuge dispersed.

Everyone was surprised and hurried to check it out.

On the cold and cold ice field, Chen Aotian, who was in a depressed mood, was pulled away by Jian Wuhen and Xuanxuan. The beast kings could only retreat to the Ice and Snow Holy Palace first. Everyone from the Taihuang Sect sighed secretly. They dared not be sure of Ye Feng's situation, but it seemed meaningless to stay here.

Only Xuan Yue fell silently on the ice field, her eyes were empty and unconscious, staring blankly at the sky, watching Ye Feng disappear into the space.

The onlookers saw the three guardians of the Holy City hurriedly leaving. Some of them seemed to have thought of something and followed them one after another. Then the news spread. The onlookers ignored the coming here and set off for the Holy City.

Because some strong people said that the descendants of the gods should have gone to the holy city and forced themselves to break through the Tianji Pavilion.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the cold wind blew on the broken ice field. The sound of the wind swept across the world, as if it was even colder. Xuanyue's body was covered with white snow. She did not move, her empty and unsightly eyes stared at the mid-air.

"Why haven't you appeared yet? You obviously have the Sumeru Realm on you, why..."

"I said, I will be wherever you are. If you die, I will go with you."

"How could you die...I don't believe you really..."

...

Xuan Yue fell alone on the ice field, never moving for several hours, and her murmur spread with a sad cry, flowing around in the sound of the whimpering cold wind.

"I won't die!"

"Even if blood stains the blue sky, even if there is no way to go to heaven and earth, even if all the glory is turned into dust, I will live. I will watch the withering of the Heavenly God Realm with my own eyes, and I will repay this life's blood feud with my own hands!"
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