After the light in the void completely dissipated, Li Jing and the God of War Guards slowly emerged from the unknown space.
puff!
Li Jing spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes dimmed.
This battle came at a high cost.
Half of the War God Guards were squeezed out of the magical space during the saint's self-explosion and turned into nothingness with the explosion.
He injured his holy soul and it would take some time for him to recover.
…
The road wails in sorrow, and the mountains and rivers are stained with blood.
The vision of the saint's fall swept across the three realms.
The attention of all beings in the three realms is focused on the Lingxiaotian battlefield.
At this moment, half of the sky was empty. Looking up from below, the sky was half bright and half dark. Endless rain of fire fell on the desolate land. Looking around, all living beings were suffering.
Only Daxia, where the Southern Continent is located, is protected by a national defense formation that can keep out the rain of fire from the sky.
"The saint has fallen. Who has fallen?"
"The stars in the sky suddenly dimmed, and the luck of the Purple Star Emperor Star dried up and dissipated. I'm afraid that the Purple Star Emperor has fallen."
"It seems that the Three Realms will have a new master."
All beings in the three realms sighed as they looked at the broken sky.
…
After the aftermath, Han Xin looked at the cracked Xuanwu battle array shield with a solemn expression.
Just now, the Emperor Ziwei blew himself up. If they were by his side, the Four Symbols Army would probably be in an even more miserable and embarrassed state than Li Jing's current God of War Guards.
"Are you okay?"
Han Xin sent a message to Li Jing who was standing in the void.
"It's okay. We can still hold on. Their holy laws are not perfect. This is an opportunity." Li Jing replied tiredly.
Upon hearing this, Han Xin's expression froze and his attention returned to Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.
Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun's expression was complicated at this moment, as if he felt a sense of grief for the other's loss. He had never expected that as fellow saints, they would be forced to this point.
If he were the Emperor of Ziwei, he would not be able to be so decisive.
The divine generals behind him, such as Tianpeng and Tianyou, all had a palpitating feeling of surviving a disaster.
"Surrender, the situation is over. Do you want to be like Emperor Ziwei?" Han Xin said coldly.
"The general trend is still there." Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun's expression returned to calm, but his eyes were very firm: "The Daozu is still here, and the chance for the Heavenly Court to turn the tide is still there."
"Stubborn."
Han Xin gave the order to disband the Xuanwu battle formation, and the military immortal's appearance suddenly rose.
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