In front of the Sword Palace.
The blood mist filled the air and the undead descended.
In the mad and raging frenzy, the monks who rushed towards the Sword Palace were killed by their attack.
Looking at the killing of undead skeletons in front of him, Ye Cangyun's face looked extremely ugly and he felt helpless at the same time.
It is true that the weak have no choice even as to how they die.
"Qingyun, Chonglou, go and treat the injured monks quickly. There are more and more strong men from the Blood Clan, Shura Clan, Beast Tamer Sect and the Holy Court of the Undead. Tell everyone that if the Sword Palace formation cannot stop them, everyone should prepare for the final fight."
"But you must never submit to the outside world and never become their slave."
"Remember, it is better to die standing than to live on your knees. The pride and integrity of the Heaven Realm cultivators cannot be erased."
As the voice fell, Ye Cangyun took a step forward and walked out of the Sword Palace. His face was extremely determined, as if he was ready to die.
Ye Qingyun shouted: "Patriarch, you..."
Ye Cangyun said to the palace: "As the master of the Sword Palace, how can I let the ancestor bear everything alone? I can also fight, even if I die, I have no regrets!"
Knowing that you are invincible, there is no way to retreat.
Some of it is tragic, but more of it is helpless.
Ye Cangyun knew very well that the sword palace formation left by Ye Changsheng would probably not be able to withstand an attack from the divine realm.
But it became their only hope.
This moment.
He marched forward and appeared beside Ye Xiaoxuan, who said in a deep voice, "Why are you here? Why don't you stay and guard the Sword Palace?"
Ye Cangyun smiled bitterly and said, "Old Ancestor, can we escape this disaster by leaving the Sword Palace behind? The Heaven Realm is in trouble and there is no safe place. As the master of the Sword Palace, I have no choice but to help!"
Ye Xiaoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and continued: "Cang Yun, we are now the vanguard of the Blood Clan and the Shura Clan. We still have the strength to fight, but we can't hold on for long. You must be mentally prepared."
Ye Cangyun smiled and said, "It's just a death, why should we be afraid? Sword cultivators should die on the road of killing, otherwise they are worthless."
"Okay, let's fight to the end!"
Ye Xiaoxuan spoke in a deep voice, his figure transformed into a ray of sword light, rushing forward, with terrifying sword energy surrounding him.
"Ten thousand swords return to one!"
A sword flew out, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, slashing down on countless undead spirits and ferocious beasts.
Boom.
Boom.
The sound of explosion spread and blood mist filled the sky.
Ye Xiaoxuan's white clothes were as white as snow, flying in the wind, his figure proudly standing in the void, "If anyone disturbs my Jianzhou, I must kill him."
“Hahaha!” A wild laugh spread out, echoing above the nine heavens. The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Ye Xiaoxuan. “How dare a mere sixth-level sword cultivator in the Emperor Realm block my steps?”
The man was wearing a blood-red robe, with a ferocious and playful expression, "There is nothing that my blood clan wants that we cannot get."
"The sky is full of blood!"
Hao Delang raised his arms slightly, and the energy behind him was like the sea, swallowing up Ye Xiaoxuan mightily.
A blood-red air wave swept in, and the air was filled with a monstrous bloody aura.
Ye Xiaoxuan's face changed, and a sword monument appeared in front of him, facing the surging sea of blood.
boom.
boom.
A loud noise was heard, and the sword monument flew backwards and hit Ye Xiaoxuan.
At this moment, his figure was like a kite with a broken string. It flew thousands of feet away.
Ye Xiaoxuan forced himself to stabilize his body, blood oozing out of his mouth. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Hao Delang, "Demigod?"
Hao Delang put his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Xiaoxuan with a haughty look on his face, "You're not bad. You managed to survive my attack."
"Unfortunately, since I entered the Ancient Realm, no one has been able to withstand my three attacks."
At this point, he sneered and continued, "Speaking of which, you have a lot of resources in the Ancient Realm. How come you are so weak? I am so disappointed that there is not even one person who can fight."
As the sound fell.
One after another, human figures fell from the sky and appeared beside Hao Delang. They looked at Ye Xiaoxuan with disdain.
Ren Junshuang waved his sleeves lightly and glanced at Hao Delang, "Elder Hao, is this the sword cultivator from the Heaven Realm?"
Hao Delang hurriedly said: "Miss, the strongest swordsman in the Heaven Realm, but he seems a little too weak."
Ren Junshuang sneered and said, "Forget it, pass the order down, destroy this palace and end the war here as soon as possible so that we can return to the Ten Thousand Gods Realm."
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At this time, a man in purple appeared beside Ren Junshuang, and under his feet was a giant skeleton exuding terrifying beast power.
This person is the young master of the Holy Court of the Undead—Young Master Bai Gu, Chi Gu.
Chi Gu nodded at Ren Junshuang and said, "Second Miss Xue, the palace in front of us is full of spiritual energy. It is the place with the strongest spiritual energy we have encountered since entering the Ancient Heaven Realm. I believe there will be many treasures here."
Ren Junshuang said: "Young Master Bai Gu has also discovered it, so why not order the strong men of the Holy Court of the Dead to attack."
Chi Gu shook his head and said with a smile: "No hurry, I just like to see them running away in despair, this feeling is really refreshing."
At this point, he paused and continued, "Let everyone enter the palace ahead, and then we'll annihilate them all in one fell swoop. By then, their blood will all belong to you. Isn't that better than swallowing them one by one?"
Ren Junshuang smiled and said, "Actually, I also like to see them extremely angry but unable to kill me."
As the two men finished speaking, strong men from the Beast Taming Sect and the Shura Clan also appeared. For a moment, strong men from the four forces stood in front of Ye Xiaoxuan.
Behind them, countless undead spirits were waving their arms wildly, and all the beasts were angry, ready to rush towards the Sword Palace at any time.
The blood evil formation enveloped and devoured Zhou Tian’s blood. The Shura clan’s Tianluo cavalry exuded an unstoppable pressure.
The forces from all four directions surrounded and attacked. Ye Xiaoxuan and Ye Cangyun seemed like a drop in the ocean and were too small in front of them.
Moreover, both of them were injured. Facing the pressure that enveloped the void, their faces looked extremely ugly and their figures had begun to shake.
Just at this moment.
An Mengjun, Ye Qingyun, and Yun Chonglou appeared with the Ye family's priests and disciples, and rushed into the air and came behind Ye Xiaoxuan and the other man.
Ye Xiaoxuan looked back and said in a deep voice: "Who told you to step out of the Sword Palace? Go back quickly."
An Mengjun said solemnly, "Old Ancestor, when the nest is overturned, no egg can remain intact. Today, the disciples of the Sword Palace will advance and retreat with you."
"Guard the Sword Palace, and advance and retreat together."
"Guard the Sword Palace, and advance and retreat together."
The sound resounded through the sky and shook the earth.
At the same time, all the cultivators from various forces in the Sword Palace who were not injured came out one after another, stepped into the air and appeared behind the Ye family disciples.
This is a battle of life and death, they cannot let Jian Palace bear it all alone.
If the Sword Palace is destroyed, they will surely die.
This is their last safe place, and they must fight side by side with the Sword Palace disciples because there is no way to retreat.
See the scene in front of you.
The expressions of Chi Gu, Ren Junshuang, Hao Delang and others changed slightly, and the next moment, mocking looks appeared on their faces.