Become the peak master at the beginning and sign in to the holy realm!

Hua Yuntian's heart, which was full of gloom, also had some sunshine.

These brothers were willing to stand on his side at the last moment.

"Shua shua shua!!!"

Hua Yuntian didn't say anything, and threw a bunch of heavenly spiritual treasures into the hands of the disciples who came to support him.

When the many disciples who came to support saw the heavenly spiritual treasures thrown by Hua Yuntian, a trace of struggle flashed in their eyes.

However, it soon turned into a firmness and fierceness.

With the support of many disciples, Hua Yuntian and Fan Hongsheng both felt excited. Although the road ahead was bleak, it was enough to have companions.

As the battle progressed, Hua Yuntian's strength became weaker and weaker.

Hua Yuntian's body was covered with scarlet blood, but Hua Yuntian could no longer tell whether it was his own or the enemy's.

"Okay, the game is over, you all go to hell!" Zhao Heyu said in the distance.

"Boom!!!"

Then, waves of terrifying aura appeared in the surrounding void.

Countless spiritual powers turned into blood spears that suppressed the world, and were about to destroy Hua Yuntian and others.

This was a top-level blood-path holy-level attack formation, with the power to destroy everything.

Hua Yuntian looked up at the formation in the sky, and then saw the many wounded disciples and sect leaders around him who seemed to be unable to hold on, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Strength... or not enough strength...

"There is no other way, I can only fight with all my strength!" Hua Yuntian murmured.

Boom!!!

A moment later, a magic pot phantom appeared above Hua Yuntian's head, and waves of mysterious power continued to roar.

The whole world around seemed to be affected by this power, and the breath became unusually heavy.

"Magic pot, immortal-swallowing magic pot, is this the power of the magic pot? It's too strong, fortunately I'm prepared!" Zhao Heyu, who was not far away, flashed a trace of greed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, everything is under the control of the young master. The little heir of the magic pot can be easily controlled!" The monk next to him flattered, and also stared at the shadow of the magic pot in the distance.

The people watching around also held their breath, and dared not blink, for fear of missing any wonderful moments.

'Yuntian...'

Fan Hongsheng, who was dying far away from Hua Yuntian, looked at Hua Yuntian.

"Is this Hua Yuntian going to use the final power of the magic pot?"

In the sky, Yao Xi murmured in a fierce battle.

"Little girl, you dare to be distracted when fighting with me, I think you don't want to live!" The old man of the Blood Spirit Holy Land next to him said with a cold expression.

After the old man finished speaking, a more terrifying blood and qi power burst out from his body.

Yao Xi gritted her teeth and could only continue to fight with the old man of the Snow Spirit Holy Land.

"Bang!!!"

At this moment, a huge collision sounded suddenly from below, and a deep black magic light rushed into the sky.

Fierce auras were raging everywhere, and a powerful wave of air surged and gushed out in all directions.

Yao Xi and the old man from the Blood Spirit Holy Land who were fighting in the sky were swept away by this wave of air.

The Xingyuan Mountain below was full of dark auras, and everyone seemed to be violently impacted by this terrifying wave of air.

"Is this the power of the magic pot? It's really, really too strong!" On one side of Xingyuan Mountain, Zhao Heyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were extremely fanatical.

I saw that above Hua Yuntian, the terrifying Blood Road top-level holy formation had been completely destroyed.

Hua Yuntian's body was filled with waves of terrifying auras, and the surrounding space seemed to have become somewhat distorted under Hua Yuntian's terrifying aura.

The many top masters who had originally besieged Hua Yuntian were all blown away by the fierce aura.

Others around were all injured by this power.

However, no one was afraid to retreat, and they all stood there looking at Hua Yuntian in the distance.

Everyone's mind was occupied by the black beam of light that almost broke through everything.

"Pa pa pa, Hua Yuntian, not bad, I didn't expect you to be able to exert the power of the magic jar to this extent!" Zhao Heyu, who was not far away, clapped his hands and praised.

Hua Yuntian did not speak, but just looked at Zhao Heyu not far away calmly.

Forcibly using the power of the magic jar has made him extremely weak.

Although he can still stand now, the power in his body has been depleted.

"Who asked you to deal with me!" Hua Yuntian asked calmly.

Having lost all his power, he became fearless and extremely calm.

With Zhao Heyu, he should not have the ability to plan all this. There must be other pushers behind it.

"You slaughtered more than a dozen cities. Such a demon, everyone can kill him!" Zhao Heyu smiled slightly. He enjoyed the feeling of having everything under control.

"Now, is there any point in talking about this? You and I both know that the matter is not..." Hua Yuntian said.

"Swish!!!"

Before Hua Yuntian finished speaking, a tearing sound suddenly sounded.

A feeling of weakness surged into his heart.

Hua Yuntian looked down and found that several sharp blades had pierced his body. This sharp blade seemed to be the heavenly spiritual treasure he had just given away.

"Big Brother, I'm sorry, we want to live, we don't want to die..."

"I'm sorry, wuwuwu, Big Brother, I..."

"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."

...

A sad voice came into Hua Yuntian's ears.

Hua Yuntian turned slowly and saw his close fellow disciples standing in front of him. They were holding the heavenly spiritual treasures he had given them.

Several other fellow disciples knelt on the ground, bowed their heads deeply, and kept crying.

"Big Brother, I will also guard our Xingyuan Sect like Big Brother in the future..."

"Big Brother, it's so beautiful. Play another song. I want to listen to your new song..."

"Big Brother, Big Brother, when I practice the exercises, I always feel pain in my meridians. What's going on..."

"Big Brother, Big Brother, I'll tell you a secret. Don't tell anyone. Actually... Actually, I like you..."

"You will always be our Big Brother and the pride of our Xingyuan Sect..."

The past events surged into Hua Yuntian's heart like a tide.

Every bit of the Xingyuan Sect kept emerging in Hua Yuntian's mind.

Looking at these junior brothers and sisters who seemed to feel guilty as if they had made a mistake, Hua Yuntian's last sanity and hope seemed to be wiped out. .

Grief, happiness, anger, powerlessness... waves of emotions kept surging in his heart.

Then it turned into silent despair.

This feeling of despair made him feel worse than death.

A trace of tyrannical aura kept flowing in Hua Yuntian's heart.

Senior Brother? Xingyuan Sect no longer has a Senior Brother, Hua Yuntian murmured in a low voice.

A trace of black aura that almost destroyed everything appeared in his eyes...

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