Exploded.

It all fucking exploded.

Under the terrifying energy shock wave, An Mengjun, Ye Zhantian, Ye Shiwan, Yan Chiyu and others were knocked away. Even though they worked together to release a barrier, and with the protection of Liu Xianzhi's formation, they still couldn't stop the attack of huge power.

The barrier was broken and the formation disappeared.

Everyone's figures flew backwards, and it was unknown how far they were blown away. Their bodies exploded and shattered, leaving only a wisp of soul in the air.

Because they had to protect others, Ye Zhantian, An Mengjun, Xu Xie, Ye Shiwan, Ye Xiuyuan, Yan Chiyu, An Ji, Xu Lingyan, Ye Lingqing, Di Ling and Lin Fan suffered the most serious injuries.

In comparison, Xiao Xuan, Li Xiaoyao, Xi Xuan, Daji, Ye Xing and others as the second echelon had lighter injuries, at least their physical bodies were saved.

Jiang Xuan and Ye Chentian watched the destruction of civilization. The sound of explosions spread. Everyone released their spiritual consciousness, covering the void, trying to find the breath of Ye Changsheng and Ye Xiaoxuan.

There is no vitality at all.

Did the two of them really vanish into thin air? Ye Chentian's face turned grim, and he turned to look at the people of Changsheng Civilization. Ye Changsheng had already fallen, and these people had no value in existence. "Kill them."

At an order, the monks of the Wuji civilization rushed towards An Mengjun and others. Although Ye Xiaoxuan had fallen, it did not affect the strength of the Wuji civilization at all. All the ninety-nine strong men in the Wushi Zhentian Tower were there.

It seems that the strength of the Wuji civilization is superior to that of the Creation Palace, and the strength of the Changsheng civilization is much weaker. Only a wisp of soul is left of everyone, and it seems that they have no capital to compete with Ye Chentian.

Jiang Shenhao saw Ye Chentian leaving, "Father, should we take action? Take the opportunity to kill the immortal civilization cultivator."

Jiang Xuan's face darkened, "Why do you want to kill them?"

Jiang Shenhao had a look of disgust on his face. "The cultivators of the Changsheng Civilization killed my brother. Don't they deserve to die?"

"Damn it!" Jiang Xuan said in a deep voice, paused, and continued: "But I won't kill them. These people are loyal and righteous. We are allies with Ye Changsheng. We can't help them in times of need, nor will we add insult to injury."

"Let them fight the Wuji civilization to the death!"

"Ye Chentian wants to kill them all. If he doesn't pay a price, he won't be able to end it easily."

Jiang Shenhao: "."

He looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief, as if asking, when did his father become so moral.

It seems that he still doesn't understand his father. For these people, they never make decisions based on morality.

Every decision they make will benefit themselves. Ye Chentian wants to kill the monks of the Changsheng civilization. For a group of monks who are determined to die, they are not even afraid of death. What else can make them retreat? Ye Changsheng dares to fight in a destructive way. Don't these people know how to do it?

Jiang Xuan knew very well that the Wuji civilization would be the ultimate winner in this battle, but they would pay a heavy price.

Kill one thousand enemies and lose fifteen thousand of your own.

By that time, the strength of the Wuji civilization will plummet, and he will be the final winner.

In addition, there is another very important reason. At this point in the battle, neither Brahma God nor Dao Jinlian appeared. If they knew that Ye Changsheng had died, would the two of them really sit back and watch?

Jiang Xuan really doesn't release his eagle until he sees the rabbit. If he wants to achieve great things, he must keep calm.

This moment.

When An Mengjun, Ye Zhantian and others saw Ye Chentian and his men attacking, they knew they had no way to escape, but it was absolutely impossible for them to surrender.

Even if only a wisp of soul was left, they were ready to die together with everyone else.

At this moment, two extremely terrifying auras appeared, and boundless flames swept across the fairy sky. Everyone's eyes focused on it, and they saw a fire phoenix soaring out from the sea of ​​fire.

Rebirth from Nirvana, invincible in the fire.

Yan Chiyu was reborn again, his original body disappeared, and he transformed into a human form, holding a musket, blocking everyone, "You go first, I'll cover you!"

As the words fell, a figure appeared beside him. It was none other than Ye Shiwan.

Yan Chiyu's eyes fell on Ye Shiwan, "My body is destroyed, and I have become stronger."

Ye Shiwan touched his bald head and said, "Me too, I'm bald now, but I'm stronger."

Yan Chiyu's pupils dilated, and he was extremely surprised. "One hundred thousand, you have made a breakthrough."

Ye Shiwan nodded, "Finally broke through, the 999999999th level of Yuan Realm."

Yan Chiyu: “.”

You are such a pervert, don’t you want to continue to break through?

Ye Shiwan showed a bitter expression, "Do you think I don't want to? But it can't break through!"

At this point, he paused and continued, "Although I am a Yuan Realm cultivator, I am invincible. With your strength, I can beat a hundred of you."

Yan Chiyu was stunned for a moment, "Speak properly and don't brag."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ye Shiwan ignored him and turned his gaze to Ye Zhantian. "The master is still alive or dead, so I will protect you from now on. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will make him fall into eternal damnation."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Ye Chentian. Two huge hammers appeared in his hands. "The Yuan Realm cultivator Ye Shiwan is here. Who of you dares to fight?"

Ye Chentian raised his sword-like eyebrows, and whispered in his heart, can the alien cultivator still break through? This is really a breakthrough. It is true that he is in the Yuan realm, but the aura on his body is too terrifying.

"Kill him!"

At the command, everyone swarmed forward and attacked Ye Shiwan.

A man holding two hammers, fearlessly facing the monks in front of him.

Yan Chiyu's figure disappeared, and the sea of ​​fire in the void disappeared with it. The next moment, a familiar scream was heard. After so many years, he still liked to launch sneak attacks, and his gun skills were still weird.

The musket cracked the chrysanthemum.

One shot to seal the acupoint.

I came across more and more strange moves. He danced a musket in his hand smoothly. He really shot and then moved to another place, making the monks of Wuji civilization complain bitterly.

Having reached this level, why can't they fight head-on instead of resorting to such despicable means? This is because they don't understand Yan Chiyu. For him, this method is very positive.

A bird seeking death.

Ye Chentian stretched out his hand and attacked forward. His huge palm seemed to crush an entire civilization. This magical power was a bit terrifying, and was somewhat similar to Tathagata's Five Finger Mountain.

He didn't intend to give Yan Chiyu a chance, leaving him nowhere to hide in the giant palm. As a crashing sound spread, Yan Chiyu's figure hidden in the dark appeared, "Come on, hit me, or I'll explode you."

As he spoke, the aura on his figure began to soar wildly, and he rushed towards Ye Chentian and others. There was a loud bang, flames burst out and swept across, and the terrifying energy seemed to shatter everything.

Compared to the explosion of the two divine towers, the power of Yan Chiyu's self-detonation was smaller. Despite this, it still caused quite a big impact on the monks of the Wuji civilization. The moment they steadied their bodies, a figure once again walked out of the flames.

It was none other than Yan Chiyu.

Died once, became stronger again.

He looked at Ye Chentian and said with a mean smile: "I'm going to self-destruct again, are you ready?"

Everyone: "."

It's just self-destruction, just for fun.