The sky was originally extremely clear, the blue sky was as clear as the North Sea with large areas of ice floating on it, and as pure as a virgin. But in the instant it was stained with lacquer, and apart from this monotonous color, there was no other color at all.
Among them, the surging demonic energy was like an erupting volcano, resounding through the heaven and earth in a moment of silence, trying to block the bloody rain. But those strange raindrops were only blocked for a moment, and then they turned and pierced through the layers of demonic energy like a drill, and finally passed through the weak demonic energy and fell down.
The blood-colored raindrops flashed with an extremely strange light, with a powerful power to suppress everything. But Guan Zhongyi, who was kneeling on one knee in the air and falling continuously, had bloodshot eyes. The power in him was extremely concentrated, as if it was highly squeezed together, and the energy of life was twisted into a rope, ready to ignite and explode through this evil world.
The barrier of the world where the Qingtian Sect was located had been blown up, and Guan Zhongyi could just let the power spread to the southern battlefield. Guan Zhongyi had made plans and was ready to face everything that was about to happen with a very clear mind. But Pan Yu was always resisting, and the evil spirit he burst out was annoying, but at this time, with his red eyes open, he seemed to see through everything.
Old people always say that the closer you get to death, the more you understand what is the most important thing in life and what is just floating duckweed. Long ago, Guan Zhongyi was obsessed with books and gave up mountain climbing. But when he set foot on the mountain again, even though he studied for a long time, he still had no results.
The road to the top of the mountain is always bumpy and not easy to find. In the blink of an eye, he has changed from a young man who was ignorant of the world and even cursed the academy to a man who is about to sacrifice himself for the people of the world. I wonder if the academy would feel proud if they knew this.
Perhaps, Tongtian Peak had seen through Guan Zhongyi's fate long ago, so he did not take the road to the top of the mountain, or it may be that his merits and virtues were not enough, and his cultivation was not enough. But now, everything will end. And he, it can be considered perfect, will put an end to his life.
Guan Zhongyi, who is obsessed with books and poems, knows that no matter how beautiful the words are, they will have an end, and a period is the end of everything and the beginning of another story. Therefore, he hopes that the turning point of this war will start from now on, without any more delays, and the countdown is getting closer and closer!
"don't want!"
"I lied to you. You'll only waste your life if you do this!"
"Do you really want to die? This is useless?"
…
Pan Yu shouted loudly, but gradually became desperate. If Guan Zhongyi really did this, he would definitely not be stupid enough to tell others the method of destroying the magic pattern sacrificial array. However, people only have one life, and even if a strong man loses the spirit of life, it will become absurd. And in the explosion of more than 10 million spirits, there is no possibility of survival, but he still did it resolutely.
If a spark flashed from Guan Zhongyi's life, it would cause a huge explosion. The fuse formed by the energy of millions of lives? The rope was already approaching it, waiting to be ignited by it.
Although his eyes were bloodshot, Guan Zhongyi could clearly see countless people reaching out to him. Standing in front of those people were people from Zhenxun. Under the white light, the Great Xia Emperor Si Yi had a cold face, but he looked at Guan Zhongyi firmly. When he was in Zhenxun, he was taken care of by him. Although the emperor was young, he was not inferior in etiquette.
Beside him were ministers such as Su Zhongmou, and the more familiar Xia family. Because Xia Xiao was a special student in the academy, they also visited her quietly after going to Zhenxun. Although they didn't stay for long, Guan Zhongyi was familiar with the smiles of Xiao Rong and her daughter. Beside them, there stood the dignified and delicate Princess Long Kui. She had fled for her life in Daxia, praying for protection, but she didn't expect to die so tragically. But who could have thought that the royal court still couldn't escape the fate of destruction.
Guan Zhongyi was not interested in worldly affairs and was not particularly interested in making friends, but now he took a look, flew over, and stretched out his hand. Immediately, the spark and the fuse? They came together!
A violent flash of light lit up between heaven and earth, and Pan Yu's panicked face was gradually covered by it. Then, no matter what he did, he was powerless to save the situation, because Guan Zhongyi had ignited his own life energy, causing the life energy of millions of lives to explode with him. Immediately, there was a loud bang, and when the earth shook, all the evil existences in it were destroyed.
boom--
The powerful impact force spread out suddenly, blasting this remote place into dust in an instant, leaving no trace, even the evil energy that obscured the sunlight was shattered.
Suddenly, a round ball of light rolled on the ground, connecting the ground to the North Sea. When the ice water flowed, they were constantly lifted up by the air waves and crushed into pieces by the constantly cut space. In the strong light, Pan Yu's consciousness gradually weakened, and the demonic energy also dissipated in the bombardment, like a handful of soil, which was dispersed into countless pieces by the wind until it was so small that it could be ignored and did not exist.
Guan Zhongyi seemed to be lying in the light, feeling warm all around, which was completely different from the pain he had imagined. But in the light, he did one last thing, which was to send the power and air waves generated by the explosion to the south. Only after these were completed as he wished, could he dissipate in the breeze.
Guan Zhongyi's body was indeed scattered everywhere, but he seemed to be still alive, and like the more than 20 million persecuted people, he rushed straight to the south. This was a soul that was going to take his life, more terrifying than the tsunami caused by the East and West Seas. It traveled a hundred miles in an instant and could see the battlefield outside the Great Wall of Beijing from afar. And this distance was nothing to it, just a blink of an eye.
Countless people were killed and wounded on the battlefield outside the Great Wall of the North. The battle was still fierce. Everyone pointed their spears at the weak, trying to eliminate them first to prevent the emergence of strong ones. But at this moment, everyone stopped because they heard a vague sound, like the word "kill" that went straight into their hearts.
The word was indeed shouted loudly, echoing between heaven and earth, attracting everyone's attention. They all heard it, including the demon, and they all saw the gust of air that raised countless dust.
"What is that?"
"this……"
The practitioners and soldiers were too obsessed with the battle in their hands, and when they looked up, they were surprised to see the incoming air wave. But what was really shocking was the shouting. Anyone with a little cultivation could see that there was only dust in the air wave, and there was no human figure at all, but the practitioners always felt that there was something in it.
It was an indescribable strange feeling, puzzling, but the answer would soon be revealed.
A curtain of wind as high as the sky rolled in, forcing many wounded soldiers to hide behind shelters. But when the wind wave approached, it seemed that there was only strong wind and nothing else, so it posed little threat.
The first ones to be blown by this kind of air wave were Xia Xiao and Azhu. Apart from the strong ones fighting in the silent world and the self-space, there were not many strong ones here. While the black dragon was still there, they had been cooperating with Shangshan and killed some beings, but they were not considered strong men of the Tao, because their current strength was not enough to deal with such beings. The three of them and one dragon together could at most deal with a demonic creature of the Cantian realm.
When the black dragon disappeared, they thought to themselves that something was wrong, but the incoming gust of air was not powerful enough. Instead, an extremely strange situation happened right before their eyes.