As the battlefield situation gradually stabilized, the armies of the Tianwai Divine City rushed towards the remaining invading enemies like a tide, surrounded them, and launched an orderly encirclement and suppression.
Shouts of killing and pleas for mercy intertwined together, echoing in every corner of the city of God.
Yan Guiren held the Shentan in his hand, and the tip of the gun was still dripping with the enemy's blood.
His face was solemn as he walked forward slowly, his eyes fixed on the rotten mud on the ground that was emitting a foul smell, his brows furrowed tightly into the shape of the Chinese character "川":
"Did Shinchan just die like that? Something feels wrong!"
Zhen Chan is no ordinary person. He is the son of destiny in the human world and is born with extraordinary destiny.
Not only that, after ascending to the divine realm, he was noticed by the Immortal Lord, who took him in as his disciple and trained him carefully.
Would such a person who possesses extraordinary talent, outstanding ability and endless luck really die so easily under the sword of Dugu Qiubai?
Yan Guiren did not doubt Dugu Qiubai's strength, but Zhen Chan's death was too strange and the process was too easy.
With the methods of Zhen Zen, it is impossible not to have life-saving trump cards and life-risking tactics.
When Dugu Qiubai heard Yan Guiren's words, his eyes tightened instantly. His eagle-like gaze was like a sharp blade, instantly locking onto the disgusting pool of mud not far from his feet.
He pursed his lips slightly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "No matter how powerful this guy is, he is just a god. He can't escape and be resurrected right under our noses, right?"
Just when the two were full of doubts, a ray of golden light as bright as the sun shot out like a meteor from the direction of the council hall of the Tianwai Divine City.
Before the golden light arrived, a majestic and peaceful atmosphere had already enveloped the entire venue.
When the light faded, Yi Ye Shu appeared on the spot. He was wearing a pure white robe, the corners of which fluttered gently in the wind, as if he had an otherworldly temperament.
His face was kind yet majestic, and there was a faint flickering Buddha's light behind his head, as if containing endless compassion and wisdom.
Upon seeing this, Yan Guiren, Dugu Qiubai and the others quickly straightened their clothes, stepped forward respectfully, and knelt on one knee to salute: "Greetings, Senior Yi Ye Shu."
The voices were uniform and loud, echoing across the somewhat messy battlefield.
Yi Ye Shu nodded slightly. His eyes were like a sharp sword that saw through everything. He swept across the mud on the ground and seemed to understand something in an instant.
He raised his right hand and waved it gently, his voice steady and powerful: "This little guy had a backup plan left by the God King, and now he has escaped."
"What? Doesn't that mean..." Wu Wudi was shocked and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Yi Ye Shu with a wave of his hand.
"You guys continue to clean up the battlefield, and I will go after Zhen Chan." After saying that, a Buddha's light flashed around his body, and his figure rushed towards the direction where Zhen Chan might escape like a ghost.
Dugu Qiubai and the other three looked at each other, and then dispersed to the four sides of the battlefield, ready to end this boring fight.
Yi Ye Shu followed the faint and extremely obscure aura left by Zhen Chan.
His figure was like a white phantom among the mountains and the land. His speed was extremely fast. Wherever he passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.
Along the way, he passed through the dense primeval forest, and the thick ancient trees quickly retreated under his lightning-fast figure.
The birds and beasts in the forest sensed the powerful aura emanating from him and fled in panic.
Then he crossed the roaring river. The river water was stirred by his momentum, creating huge waves several feet high.
When he came to a desolate battlefield in the void, the fierce atmosphere of battle in the distance hit him in the face.
I saw that Old Ancestor Long Yan was bathed in flames, and the flames took on a strange red-gold color, which was the unique power of the sun god in the Sun God Realm.
This divine power surged like an angry giant beast of fire, contending with the strange demonic aura emanating from the demon official.
The two completely different forces collided with each other, shattering the space into pieces. The space cracks spread everywhere like a spider web, making a "sizzling" sound.
“Hoohoo~”
Ancestor Long Yan's body was shaking, he was breathing heavily, and he secretly complained in his heart:
"This kid is worthy of being the disciple of the Immortal Great Lord. He is only close to the half-step Heavenly Lord, but he can fight me back and forth. It's really terrifying!"
If other great beings in the realm of Heavenly Venerate heard what he said, they would probably burst out laughing.
It’s not that the demon official is powerful, but that Long Yan is too weak. He is only at the level of a pseudo-Heavenly Lord. Some eternal demons in the Holy God Realm can cross the border to fight him at will.
Just as Long Yan and Yao Guan were staring at each other from a distance, they both felt the breath of Yi Ye Shu at the same time.
"Um?"
When Patriarch Long Yan saw Yi Ye Shu coming, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly called out:
"Fellow Daoist, please help me defeat this enemy."
The sound seemed particularly loud in this chaotic space.
His voice naturally attracted the attention of the demon official on the opposite side, but when his eyes turned to Yi Ye Shu, his face suddenly turned pale: "Tian Zun??!"
Not far away.
"Long Yan?" Yi Ye Shu frowned when he heard the call, but when he saw Zhen Chan's soul floating towards the demon official, he couldn't help but take action.
But at this critical moment, the originally calm void suddenly twisted violently, as if it was being rubbed fiercely by an invisible giant hand.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow shot out like a cannonball. It was the newly promoted Devouring Heavenly Lord under the command of the Immortal Great Lord.
He was extremely tall, twice as tall as an ordinary person, and exuded a disgusting stench, as if he came from a pile of rotting corpses in the Nine Nether Hell.
His hands were as sharp as eagle claws, flashing a cold light, and he grabbed at Yi Ye Shu fiercely.
"Humph, the people from Tianwaitian are really brave!"
"Not only did he betray the Undead Realm and flee the battlefield, but now he's even trying to kill the people from the Undead Mountain Sect?"
The Devouring Heavenly Master roared, his voice like a dull thunder, making the surrounding air buzz.
"Great Brahma Holy Palm."
Yi Ye Shu's eyes suddenly became stern, and Buddha's light suddenly bloomed around him, like a golden sun rising up in an instant, shining brightly, instantly dispelling the darkness and evil spirit around him.
The Buddha's light and the corpse's qi intertwined together, forming a strange and spectacular picture.
The attacks of the two men collided with each other like thunder. Each collision caused a strong spatial fluctuation, the surrounding land was blown away, and the boulders were blown into powder.
Yi Ye Shu’s Buddhist teachings are profound, and every move and every style contains endless Buddhist power.
His moves were fierce and unpredictable, as natural as flowing water and yet powerful. Every attack was carried with the momentum of destroying the world, suppressing the Devouring Heavenly Venerable.
"The Skeleton Scripture."
However, the Devouring Lord possesses a body of bones and flesh, which is extremely tough, as if it was condensed from countless hard bones and rotten flesh, and can recover quickly even if it suffers severe injuries.
His body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the surrounding energy to repair his injuries.
For a moment, Yi Ye Shu was unable to defeat him completely, and the two were in a stalemate.
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