I have a role in the heavens

Jiang Yun of the Jiang family looked up at the thirteen figures, filled with murderous intent and extremely angry. These people actually added insult to injury. Among the thirteen holy masters, there must be forces that the Jiang family knew well and even had good friends with.

At this time, they were standing together in the void, wearing a black robe. Their spiritual consciousness was blocked by the black robe. They could not sense the breath of the other party and could not confirm the identity of the other party. Obviously, these thirteen holy masters had already known each other. Be prepared. The black robe is specially made to hide their identity. They also understand that even if they kill Jiang Taixu today, they will not be able to destroy the Jiang family, which is also an ancient family. A force with the background of suppressing the emperor's soldiers, where can It is so easy to destroy. In order to avoid revenge from the Jiang family in the future, the most correct thing to do is to hide your head and show your tail, kill Jiang Taixu and leave.

"You are going too far!"

Jiang Yun's roar shook the entire holy city. Everyone looked up blankly at the thirteen majestic figures in the void. Each one was a supreme being, with surging energy and blood, dazzling divine power, and unparalleled divine power. They are so famous, but now they are gathering here together to kill Jiang Taixu. It is a disaster like the sky is falling.

"Time makes people grow old. It's time for the God King to pass away. Why are you doing this? You can't protect his life at all. He has no chance to be resurrected!"

One of the Holy Lords, standing among the thirteen people, must be the leader. His voice was deep, but Jiang Yun had never heard it before, and it must have been deliberately changed.

Jiang Yun watched the Thirteen Holy Lords suppress the Jiang family and wanted to kill the rising white-clothed god king of the Jiang family. He felt troubled and worried in his heart. These people were determined not to let Jiang Taixu resurrect and wanted to work together to achieve the end. Things of destruction. Jiang Yun's whole body surged with momentum, shaking the void. He couldn't control the anger in his heart at all. His divine power continued to operate, and a shadow of the divine furnace rose behind him. Endless divine fire ignited in it, surging and surging, and he said angrily.

"If time went back four thousand years, who would dare to challenge the God-King of our clan? Now that he is old and miserable and dying, how can he be regarded as a supreme master?"

The thirteen people were silent, looking down at Jiang Yun and the masters of the Jiang family, with solemn expressions and few words. An invisible pressure enveloped the entire holy city, leaving everyone here in silence, and their hearts felt like pressure. They grabbed a big stone and were a little breathless. They were worried that after a long battle, they would be affected by Chiyu and suffer misfortune.

"If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being cruel!"

After a long silence, the Holy Lord who spoke looked at each other and the people on his left and right looked at each other, nodded, and spoke with an ultimatum. The situation was extremely critical and imminent.

Deep in the underground palace, in the Hualong Pond, Ye Fan has arrived here at this time. He is constantly taking out the good things he has obtained one by one. With the help of the old man of the Jiang family, he is constantly pouring it into Jiang Taixu. The fire of life that was about to be extinguished within the body of the weak god gradually began to become brighter, which cheered up the elders of the Jiang family. However, Jiang Taixu's transformation took time. I wonder if the masters of the Jiang family can fight for Jiang Taixu. After enough time, wait until he cuts off the old body and regains a new life.

The essence and blood in the thirteen holy bodies are like a tsunami, like volcanoes erupting, connected together, rolling up the sky. One after another, big dragons penetrated the sky and the earth, stirring up the wind and clouds. They all took a step forward. Although the elders of the Jiang family were not weak in cultivation and were powerful at the second level of the Immortal Platform, except for Jiang Yun, everyone was not the top ten in the sky. The opponents of the three holy masters, masters of the holy master level, although they have not yet broken through to the realm of Dao-killing kings, their combat power is not weak at all. They are enough to defeat more than five powerful men with one man. Thirteen holy masters are enough to defeat all the Jiang family. The Su Lao suppressed it, not to mention that it was impossible for the Jiang family to send all the Su Lao to the Holy City to protect Jiang Taixu, and some people needed to be left to protect the Jiang family's base camp and other clan members.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun's expression changed, and he had no choice but to break the boat and shouted sternly at the elders of the Jiang family who controlled the Jidao Emperor's soldiers.

"Completely revive the Jidao Emperor's soldiers and unleash the power of the Jidao!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang's expression changed drastically, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and he confirmed again with a trembling voice.

"Is it really going to be like this?"

Jiang Yun's expression was cold and ruthless, like an iceberg that lasted ten thousand years. His whole body exuded the air of winter. His voice seemed to come from under the Nine Netherworld. It was cold and ruthless and could be heard by all the monks in the Holy City. Everyone They were all chilled, and their whole bodies were wet with cold sweat.

The resurgence of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers was already so terrifying. Who could withstand the power of the Ji Dao who really exerted the power of the Ji Dao? No one could be calm in their hearts. They all screamed in fear. Under the blow of the Ji Dao's divine power, the Saint The city will surely cease to exist and no one will survive.

Jiang Yun had no choice but to do this. He and the Jiang family had no choice but to retreat.

The sun furnace shines brightly, completely turning the night into day. The phoenix's blood is like the sun, the haze is gorgeous, almost poignant, and a blood-stained phoenix soars. The sound of the phoenix's cry is clear and sweet, more beautiful than the sound of the most beautiful musical instruments in the world, but it is a soul-enchanting sound that resounds throughout the world.

The world is about to collapse. The Hengyu Divine Furnace is almost completely revived. Horrible fluctuations rush out instantly. The sky is trembling and the earth is shaking.

The Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, who had been silent for many years, finally ushered in what they had been waiting for for tens of thousands of years. They were about to deliver a devastating blow that would wipe out all living things on this land, just like the birth of an ancient god.

The expressions of the thirteen holy masters also changed, and they shouted quickly.

"Quickly resuscitate the imperial soldiers, and use all their strength to unleash the ultimate divine power!"

The unknown Ji Dao Imperial Soldier also fully started to recover. The terrifying and surging energy fluctuations caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the space froze. Endless divine brilliance rose, and the Sun God Furnace shone together on both days. It was not weak in the slightest, bright and gorgeous. , but it made all the monks in the Holy City look desperate. They were afraid that they would be doomed this time. Under the full collision of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, the Holy City would be reduced to nothing in an instant, and they would not be able to survive.

"Kill the God King!"

"Behead Jiang Taixu!"

"Send King Chimu on his way!"

There were voices one after another from all directions around the Hualong Pond, cold and ruthless. They were all Saint Lord-level figures, and each one of them was a top master, looking down upon one side. Their voices were not loud, but they resounded throughout the divine city, and everyone heard them. They were cold and cruel, and their low words were like hammers hitting people's hearts.

At the critical moment, the wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves. In the frozen void of the Holy City, a breeze suddenly rose, blowing slightly, blowing the black robes of the thirteen Holy Lords, and there was a faint sound of waves between heaven and earth.