"Holy Lord!"

Master Dou and the people from Tianshengmen screamed and looked anxiously at the deep pit that was blown up.

In the deep pit, a wave of water swayed, and then a man in ragged clothes flew out, just fell to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Di Ying looked at Wen Qiao, her eyes that seemed to contain thousands of waters flashed a few traces of blood at this time, her face was no longer gentle, and she said sharply: "This deity looks down on you!"

The people around were also looking at this scene in shock, forgetting that they were still fighting and were almost caught by those demons.

Although the Emperor Yuan Realm is not so powerful that it cannot be harmed, a Yuan Emperor Realm can actually hurt the Emperor Yuan Realm, which shows how powerful the explosive beads that Wen Qiao smashed to Di Ying just now are powerful.

Wen Qiao smiled at her, grabbed the storage bag in his hand, grabbed a bursting bead, raised his chin and said, "I still have it here, do you want to try it again?"

As she said that, she was about to throw what was in her hand.

Di Ying stepped back subconsciously, and waved a water curtain, pushing a group of demons to block it.

Wen Qiao suddenly withdrew his hand and said with a blank face: "I lied to you, there is only one high-level explosive bead that can hurt Yuandi realm, and the others are intermediate."

Di Ying was suddenly furious, when did anyone dare to play with her like this?

Under the anger, a destructive force of water rushed in, and wherever they passed, whether it was a cultivator or a demon, they exploded into blood mist. The ancestor of Yun Tianfeng quickly stepped forward and swung down the holy spirit sword to block the blow.

The sword energy and the water energy collided, and there was a loud rumbling sound, the ground shook and the mountains shook. The residual power generated by the erosion of the two terrifying forces affected the surrounding practitioners. Everyone was swept out, and they were injured and vomited blood.

The ancestor of Yun Tianfeng heard Wen Qiao shout again: "Master, get out of the way."

When he moved away subconsciously, he suddenly remembered, didn't this disciple and grandson just say that there is no high-level explosive bead? Did he play Di Ying again?

Just when he thought about it, the terrifying power of the explosion had already exploded. Since he was in the Yuan Emperor Realm, he could feel the terrifying power when the aftermath swept through, and the spiritual shield erected around blocked the sweeping power.

"Holy Lord!"

Master Dou stared at Wen Qiao with a pair of sinister eyes, his fingers trembling, wishing to kill this cunning woman.

Being attacked by two consecutive high-level explosive beads, the Holy Master was seriously injured. She was covered in blood, her long hair was loose, and the robes on her body were torn and tattered. There was no place for her previous elegance and desolation.

She was so angry that she killed Wen Qiao regardless, "I'm going to kill you!"

Wen Qiao ran quickly.

The three ancestors of the Min clan have been staring at this side, how can she be mad, especially since this woman is their enemy of the Min clan, they set up a king-level spiritual formation when they came up, trying to trap her.

No matter what kind of demon master he is, today they are going to kill this woman who brought disaster to Shengwu Continent.

Although Di Ying was so angry that she lost her mind, she also knew that Min's formation was powerful. The three ancestors of Min's ancestors were not very good at fighting, but they were skilled in formation. Once trapped in the formation, she would end up like the Shadow Tower's. As a great Asura, being forced to explode himself may not be able to pull the enemy to death.

The water spread across the sky suddenly, eroding Min's formation.

Wen Qiao hid behind the three ancestors of the Min clan and said to Di Ying, "Aren't you going to kill me? Come on! If you don't come, I'll smash the beads at you again."

Di Ying looked at her with anger and bloodshot eyes.

When other people heard Wen Qiao's words, they were all shocked. There were still such powerful explosive beads. How many trump cards did she have? Those cultivators who originally wanted to use her in exchange for ten years were a little nervous in their hearts, and quickly grabbed that thought and dared not start again.

In front of the valley, Shi Wuming and Ning Yuzhou looked at the battlefield.

There is a king-level formation jointly deployed by the three ancestors of the Min clan, and those demons cannot break through this place in a short time.

Shi Wuming watched for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ning, how many high-end explosive beads are there on sister A Qiao?"

"Not much..."

"How much is not much?" Shi Wuming insisted on an answer, wondering how many times Wen Qiao could smash it?

"There are only two." Ning Yuzhou said lightly, "To make high-level explosive beads, first of all, you need the magic beads on the demons with the strength of Yuanhuangjing, and secondly, the refining process is more complicated, and there are not many that can be made. This paragraph Time only makes two."

Shi Wuming was suddenly startled, "Only two? It was finished just now, isn't it?"

He looked at Wen Qiao, who was still provoking Di Ying, secretly swallowed his saliva, and suddenly realized that the girl he thought was pure and lovely was actually not so pure, and would play tricks and deceive people. Quite hateful.

Wen Qiao hid behind the three ancestors of the Min clan and angered Di Ying several times. Whether it was Di Ying or the people around her, they all felt that she wanted to lure Di Ying into the battle.

Di Ying was naturally not fooled, but Wen Qiao was hiding there. If she wanted to kill her, she would have to break through the formation of the three ancestors of the Min clan.

This made Di Ying extremely angry, and the shot became more and more fierce.

The three ancestors of the Scarlet Heaven Sect also joined forces to capture her.

Seeing that Di Ying surrounded several Yuan Emperor realms, Master Jiu was anxious and looked at the sky in the north frequently.

"Master, that guy, kill him." Wen Qiao's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Master Dou, he immediately spoke up.

This master dove is a capable general by Di Ying's side, and his abilities and means are not bad. Tianshengmen can develop so quickly with him. As long as it wasn't for him, Di Ying would not be so vicious without a think tank to advise her.

When Di Ying heard this, she sneered.

Wen Qiao felt that something was wrong, and was about to give a sound to remind her, but saw the sky in the north suddenly change, and the gray death energy surged.

Death Qi instantly hit the group of Yuan Emperor who attacked Di Ying, and Di Ying escaped smoothly.

She was seriously injured, but when she saw the death energy that was entangled in the Yuan Emperor Realm, she turned her head to look at the sky in the north, and her eyes were full of joy.

The expressions of the cultivators who were slaughtering the demons changed greatly, and the death energy penetrated into their bodies, making them instantly feel as if they had experienced death and turned into an undead creature.

Their actions became sluggish, and they could only watch helplessly as the demons rushed up and bit their flesh.

A gray death shrouded the world.

In the dead air, there was a vague shadow of a human figure, and a dull voice came: "Hand over Wenqiao!"

Everyone was suppressed to the point of immobility.

The Demon Lord didn't show up, just let a clone come over, but turned the battle situation in an instant.

Ancestor Yun Tianfeng leaned on the holy-level spirit sword, barely stood up straight, looked up at the group of gray dead air, and gritted his teeth: "I want us to make friends...don't even think about it!"

The three ancestors of the Min clan were suppressed to one knee on the ground, also unwilling to compromise.

Their Min clan would rather die together than sacrifice any of their clan members.

In the gray fog, there seemed to be a pair of icy eyes looking down at them, and everyone was drenched in cold sweat. Only at this moment did they know how terrifying the Demon Lord was.

That is the existence that they can't fight fiercely.

An ancestor of the Yuan Emperor Realm of Qingyunzong finally couldn't help but say: "Yunxiao, are you going to kill the people of Shengwu Continent?"

Yunxiao is the name of the ancestor of the Yuntian Sect. Few people know his real name, and only the Yuan Emperor Realm of the same level as him knows.

Ancestor Yun Tianfeng resisted the terrifying pressure and refused to speak out.

"Promise him!" Someone hissed, "Don't you have the heart to watch the lives of Shengwu Continent go to waste?"

"Quick..."

Someone finally collapsed under the terrifying coercion and handed it over to Wen Qiao screaming.

Di Ying stood on the edge of gray death, a kind of excitement appeared on her face, her face that was originally pale because of the injury turned into a morbid blush, and her body trembled slightly because of excitement.

She slowly stretched out her hand, pointed to the place where Wen Qiao was, and said in a gentle voice like water, "Your Highness, Wen Qiao is there."

Everyone suddenly looked up and saw that the rolling gray dead aura came out in a separate attack.

Shi Wuming took out Bilin's shuttle mirror and said with a sullen face, "I'm going to bring sister A Qiao to the Primordial Continent!"

Ning Yuzhou didn't speak, his pupils reflected the gray dead aura, the black pupils were like an abyss without light, and the aura on his body changed quietly...

"Ah!"

Seeing that the gray dead aura was about to sweep Wen Qiao away, Di Ying, who was pinned to the ground, let out a faint whimper, desperately trying to pounce on her to protect her child.

"what……"

She burst into tears, and for the first time, she resented why she didn't do everything she could to cultivate, so she didn't have to watch her child being taken away like this moment.

The gray dead air finally wrapped around Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao flew up and was swept away by the person in the gray fog behind Di Ying.

The light in Di Ying's eyes is getting brighter and brighter, as if seeing that the living sacrifice has a magical bloodline that can make all things grow, that person will definitely be resurrected...

Suddenly, the smile on her face froze.

The gray dead aura that entangled Wen Qiao was swept away by an inexplicable force.

When Wen Qiao fell from mid-air, he jumped forward, stepping on the flying sword on his feet, and quickly escaped from the gray death qi. Her speed is extremely fast, and the death energy chasing behind her is also very fast.

Seeing that Death Qi caught up with her again, a space crack appeared out of thin air, and a hand that was as white and flawless as the snow in the mountains grabbed her, and at the same time, the ice and snow flew all over the sky, blocking the chasing Death Qi.

The northern land, which was filled with a dead air, turned into a land of ice and snow.

Everyone looked up subconsciously and saw the person who came out of the crack in the space. He was wearing a robe as white as snow, his hair was the color of ice and snow, his face was cold, and his black eyes seemed to be endless frost and snow. .

Space cracks, people who came out of space cracks...

This is the Origin Saint Realm!

When everyone realized this, they only felt their heart beat faster and their heads went blank for a moment.

Seeing the person holding him, Wen Qiao shouted happily, "Venerable Jiang Xue, you are here!"

The person who came was the ancestor of the Bingfeng clan in Tianlun Continent - Venerable Jiangxue.

Shi Wuming slowly put down the Bilin Shuttle Mirror that was starting, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Also relieved are Wen Tutu, as well as some people who found Wen Qiao safe, such as the Min clan, the disciples of Akasaka Sect, and the people of the five clans that Wen Qiao made friends with...

Venerable Xue put Wen Qiao down, first glanced around, and when he saw Ning Yuzhou, he nodded slightly towards him, and then looked northward.

When he saw the pervading death energy clearly, although his snow-like face showed no emotional fluctuations, his tone was somewhat surprised, "Is this death energy?"

Wen Qiao said: "Yes, there is a master of demons who was born with the energy of death. Venerable Jiang Xue, please trouble you."

Venerable Xue glanced at her lightly, but said nothing.

The cultivators around who heard the conversation between the two were blank-faced and had no idea what to do.

Originally thought that he was going to die here, or sacrifice Wen Qiao in exchange for ten years of surviving. How could he know that when the Jedi was alive, suddenly a Primordial Sacred Realm came to tear the space, and this Primal Sacred Realm was actually invited by Wen Qiao.

They suddenly remembered Wen Qiao's calm appearance when Di Ying gave them three days to think about it, presumably at that time, she had already thought about inviting foreign aid.

There is no Primordial Saint Realm in Shengwu Continent. From this, it can be speculated that the sudden appearance of the Primordial Saint Realm Venerable must have come from other continents.

In fact, they didn't want to sacrifice Wen Qiao, and they didn't think about going to other continents to ask the Venerable Yuan Shengjing to take action. After all, if the Shengwu Continent fell and the Demon Lord was completely resurrected, then other continents would also be in danger, no matter which one it was. It is impossible to sit idly by in the Primordial Saint Realm of the mainland.

But how easy is it to go to other continents to invite Yuan Shengjing?

Not to mention the endless sea of ​​danger that cannot be crossed, even if it can be crossed, it will take a very long time, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, and Shengwu Continent can't wait at all.

Venerable Jiang Xue's sudden attack also angered the phantom in the deathly air.

Although the Demon Lord did not come in person, Death Qi was his split avatar. Someone attacked it, which was also a provocation to himself. An angry voice sounded in the gray fog, and he attacked Venerable Xue without hesitation. .

The ice and snow came, and the extreme cold made all practitioners shiver.

The power of death that had been suppressed on them had disappeared, but now the freezing from the Venerable Primordial Saint Realm made them unable to move again.

"Master Xue, be careful." Wen Qiao shouted while swallowing the Chiyang Pill to expel the ice cold from his body, "This is the avatar of the Demon Lord, and his body is on the north side."

Because of Venerable Xue, Di Ying, who could only retreat from the battlefield, heard this and had an expression of wanting to kill her.

Wen Qiao ignored her. She saw this woman as gentle as water before, and thought she would never change her face, but she didn't expect that after being provoked several times, she actually broke her power.

At this time, everyone felt the fluctuation of space again.

In their gaze, a space crack appeared, followed by a beautiful female cultivator in a long elegant dress stepped out of the space crack.

Another Origin Saint Realm?

Everyone was stunned and looked at Wen Qiao subconsciously.

Sure enough, Wen Qiao waved to the female cultivator happily, "Senior Piaoxu, you are here."

Fairy Piaoxu responded with a smile: "The token given to you by this deity is different, so I came here. Shouldn't I be a step late?" She looked at Jiang Xue who was fighting with a phantom surrounded by gray death aura in front of her. Your Excellency, it is not surprising.

Ning Yuzhou's kindness to the Bingfeng family's reconstruction is enough for the Bingfeng family to regard him as a benefactor, and if the benefactor is in trouble, he will come across the vast sea.

After thinking about it, she saw Ning Yuzhou in the crowd and found that his body seemed a little wrong.

However, she didn't go into detail, she swept her figure, and joined hands with Venerable Jiang Xue to deal with the phantom in the aura of death.

When the two Origin Saint Realm joined forces, the phantom in the dead aura was naturally vulnerable.

When the phantom was scattered, a deafening roar came from the north, and the death energy in the sky roared wildly. Wherever it passed, everything withered, and all spirits were cut off, and the whole world seemed to experience the end of the world.

Upon seeing Venerable Xue and Fairy Piaoxu, they stepped forward and joined hands to block the terrifying death aura on the edge of the northern land.

The overflowing dead air was like a hurricane, blowing towards everyone, and the people present couldn't bear it, so they quickly retreated.

Wen Qiao ran over to help Di Wan up, handed her over to Min Mubei, and then ran towards Ning Yuzhou.

When he came to him, Wen Qiao stretched out his hand to grab him, and suddenly stopped.

"Are you hurt?" Her eyes locked tightly on his face.

Ning Yuzhou looked as usual, smiled and said: "It's just a small injury, it's not in the way."

Wen Qiao grabbed his hand and pursed his lips, trying to say something, but his throat was blocked.She felt that she knew why he was injured, and the inexplicable power that dispelled the gray dead aura earlier should belong to him.

He was injured again trying to save her.

"Actually, you don't have to do this... The Snow Venerable and the others will come over soon."

Ning Yuzhou reached out and touched her head, and said softly, "They are them, I am me, and I will protect you."