Chapter 694 Leaving

Inside the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, Guang Chengzi and Xuan Du were still trying their best to seal the sword gate in front of them.

But at the Zhuxian Sword Gate, even Ran Deng and Nan Ji Xian Weng worked together.

But it could only stay at three meters and could never reach the Sword Gate, let alone seal it.

The rolling sword energy of Zhu Xian was hard to resist and madly washed away the celebratory clouds in the heavens.

In Qingyun, Nan Ji Xian Weng and Randeng were both sweating profusely, and smoke was rising above their heads as if they were on fire.

The monkey used all his strength to activate the Zhu Xian Sword, and the terrifying murderous sword intent flowed like a river. This was the terrifying murderous intent that existed purely within the Zhu Xian Sword!

There is almost nothing in the world that can stop it!

Although the auspicious clouds of the heavens can be blocked, the mana consumption for the holder is a terrifying figure.

Aside from saints who can remain as still as a mountain, almost no one can sustain its consumption, especially under the cleansing of Zhu Xian's sword energy!

Randeng and Nanjixianweng are no exception.

"Brother Dao..."

Randeng's magic power was constantly being consumed. Although he could try his best to support himself, he knew in his heart that he could not last a day!

Once his magic power is completely exhausted and the auspicious clouds of the heavens are broken, he will not even be able to escape from the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

You absolutely can't waste time like this...

Ran Deng is not the kind of person who would try his best. He always leaves himself a way out in everything.

Therefore, he thought for a moment, groaned, and then looked at the Southern Pole Immortal and said, "We have fought with all our might, and we have already lived up to Yuanshi Tianzun's instructions and the moral principles in our hearts. But if we continue like this and throw our lives away here, it will be in vain, and we will only let the thieves triumph! It will also cause our relatives and friends to grieve!"

The Immortal of the South Pole had an expressionless face as he resisted the sword energy, but now when he suddenly heard what Ran Deng said, his brows furrowed.

He looked at Ran Deng and asked, "Brother Dao, what do you mean by this?"

Ran Deng said slowly, "What I mean is that it is better for you to leave first, recuperate, and come back to fight after you have recovered!"

Anger flashed in Nanji Xianweng's eyes. He looked at Ran Deng and said slowly, "Teacher meant to hold out for ten days! Now one day has passed, and there are still nine days left! How can we retreat?"

Ran Deng sighed and said, "The saints are boundless and limitless, but we are not! If we die, won't Qisheng Pass be breached? What if we don't hold out for ten days? What if Qisheng Pass is breached? Even if the entire Xiqi is destroyed, what will happen? Just wait for the saint to die, and won't it be restored? Everything will be as it was before?"

The Immortal of the South Pole frowned and looked at Randeng with displeasure.

No matter how much Ran Deng talked, it was extremely obvious that he did not respect Yuanshi's decree!

What future results are you talking about?

The Heavenly Lord has decreed that you must persevere for ten days! Even if it means death, you must persevere!

Ran Deng saw that the Immortal of the South Pole was looking at him but saying nothing, so he could only give a dry laugh and say, "Brother Daoist, isn't what I said wrong? We, sentient beings, have cultivated for millions of years, our entire fortunes, how can we waste them here for no reason? The sage's words about holding out for ten days are nothing more than waiting for the restraints to expire. Once the sage releases the restraints, everything will be settled. So why should we worry about winning or losing for a short period of time?"

Nanji Xianweng snorted coldly, looked at Ran Deng and said, "Don't say any more. If you want to leave, then go ahead! However, the Saint must have seen what happened. When the Saint finally meets his end, you must think carefully about how to face it."

When Ran Deng heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

But then he laughed and said, "I believe that the saint has a boundless heart and will naturally not blame you for such a trivial matter."

"Oh."

The Immortal of the South Pole shook his head and then once again put all his strength into supporting the celebratory clouds of the heavens.

Seeing that Nanji Xianweng ignored him, Ran Deng sneered to himself. He immediately moved and left the Zhutianqingyun, leaving behind a message: "Those with different philosophies cannot work together. Since Brother Dao insists on doing this useless work, I cannot accompany you!"

The Immortal of the South Pole snorted coldly again, and the auspicious clouds in the heavens shrank and gathered to protect only himself, so the energy consumed was naturally reduced a lot accordingly.

Ran Deng, with the Dinghai Pearl on his head and the God-killing Spear in his hand, rushed all the way out of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Now that the two sword gates of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation have been suppressed, the killing power of the sword energy is naturally not as terrifying as when it came in, especially as it gradually moves away from the four sword gates, the pressure is also reduced.

Ran Deng had already made up his mind not to get involved in the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Could it be that Yuanshi Tianzun could kill him because of this?

But when he thought of this, Ran Deng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It’s hard to say…

What if he really wants to kill me...

When the saint dies, a quasi-saint like me is just a bigger chess piece.

With anxiety in his heart, Ran Deng rushed all the way and forced his way out of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Then he looked at the Zhuxian Sword Formation, whose killing power was becoming more and more concentrated and terrifying. After thinking for a while, he headed straight to the west.

Inside the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, Ran Deng ran away alone without saying a word.

At that moment, Guangchengzi and Xuandu were both stunned, and then turned into endless anger!

This guy! Did he escape?!

Inside the formation, the monkey laughed loudly when he saw Ran Deng leaving. He raised his finger and pointed, cursing, "You are a bunch of despicable and filthy people. You run away when the situation gets bad? You are so cowardly! Hahaha! Let's see where you can escape to!"

After saying this, he used all his strength to activate the Zhu Xian sword energy.

Qiong Xiao didn't see this at all, and there was a mocking look in his eyes. He just urged the Juexian sword intent, and the two sword intents roared and became more and more magnificent!

As a result, the Luxianjian Sect and Xianxianjian Sect, which were sealed by Guangchengzi, Xuandu and others, were shaken, and the Bixiao and Yunxiao inside were attacking with all their strength!

Once the two sword gates open and the four sword energies merge into one again, they will have no choice but to be defeated!

Damn Lantern!

Xuandu and Guangchengzi were both filled with hatred!

But then, other thoughts came into their minds.

Wanting them to die here? That's absolutely not what we want...

“Kill!!”

Ji Fa was extremely excited. Commanding the 365-circular star formation brought him a sense of power, which was more enjoyable than any other pleasure!

He roared and led the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation to crush forward, forcing the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to retreat continuously and faster and faster.

The cultivation and magic power of 500,000 soldiers were consumed too quickly by the collision of such a magnificent formation.

This is something that Wen Zhong cannot solve.

Therefore, as the 500,000 soldiers became increasingly powerless, the power of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation became increasingly weaker.

In the end, Wen Zhong had no choice but to roar, mobilize all his strength, and forcibly disperse the formation. He then landed safely with 500,000 extremely exhausted soldiers.

The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was defeated.

Ji Fa laughed wildly, raised his hand and pointed at the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and shouted: "Old dog Wen Zhong, nothing more than that! Generals! Follow me! Break this Zhuxian Sword Formation!!"

"kill!"

The three hundred and sixty-five generals each held a rare treasure, connected into a large formation, and shouted at the same time.

Baliming also let out a long howl, with a strong murderous intent, as if he really had an irreconcilable blood feud with the Shang Dynasty!