You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

"Qi Xing..." Liu Yuntian slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently slid across the disintegrating ashes, trying to grasp the last trace of his best friend.

His hands trembled slightly, and then he clenched them hard, as if he could keep Qi Xing in this way.

But how can the palm of your hand hold the dust that passes by like time?

The fine dust slipped quietly through his fingers, leaving no trace.

After this sudden scene, Liu Yuntian felt a buzzing in his head and a sharp pain came over him.

Qi Xing's figure kept appearing in front of his eyes, and the past when they had fought side by side together flooded into his mind like a tide.

People have seven emotions and six desires. Even someone as rational as Liu Yuntian cannot escape this disaster.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and the grief was like a surging wave, almost drowning him.

However, the cruelty of the battlefield did not allow him to indulge in grief.

Liu Yuntian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart.

He kept telling himself in his heart that Qi Xing's sacrifice should not be in vain. All the people in Qiyang Continent have become stakes on the table. This battle with the Way of Heaven must not be lost.

After a painful struggle in his heart, Liu Yuntian slowly opened his eyes, and determination rekindled in his eyes.

His sight slowly turned to Wuji, who was performing a defensive formation on the ground with all his strength. His voice was filled with a complex emotion of unquestionable majesty and grief, and he shouted: "Wuji! If you don't take action now, when will you take action?!"

Then, Liu Yuntian's eyes swept over everyone like an eagle, and he raised his voice, roaring with every word: "Everyone! Today's battle has reached a desperate situation, and we have no way out!"

"From now on, don't hold back. Only by fighting tooth and nail to defeat Heaven's Law can we survive. If we fail, we will die!"

Initially, Liu Yuntian's original plan was to use the National Defense Army as a sharp vanguard, intending to be like a tough wedge, deeply wedging into the defense line of Tiandao and gradually consuming its foundation.

To this end, everyone used their secret methods to assist the National Defense Army with all their strength, hoping to use their power to create a breakthrough in this thrilling showdown with the Heavenly Dao.

However, although the National Protection Army is as numerous as the tide, its strength is uneven.

When facing ordinary monks on the mainland, they can still rely on their well-trained military formations to suppress their opponents like a solid wall of steel.

But how can the way of heaven be compared to that of ordinary cultivators?

He is like a god who is high above and in control of everything, emanating endless majesty and terrifying power.

Under the crushing power of Heaven that seems to be able to destroy everything, the fate of the National Protection Army is as fragile as a candle in the wind.

Countless soldiers of the National Protection Army rushed forward one after another, but they were like moths to a flame.

Rays of light, like deadly spells from hell, fell from the sky and devoured them mercilessly in an instant.

The shrill screams were like sharp blades, tearing everyone's eardrums.

Blood gushed out and flowed freely, dyeing the earth a shocking crimson.

The originally neat and orderly military formation became like a broken puzzle in the blink of an eye, fragmented and horrible.

The power of that beam of divine punishment made him realize that his plan to rely on the National Defense Army to open a breakthrough had been shattered like a dream.

Although we don't know what method Qi Xing used to break through to the Mahayana in such a short time, no matter what, Mahayana is Mahayana.

Even Mahayana couldn't withstand this blow, which forced him to change his previous thinking.

At this moment, the situation is as tense as a string that is at a critical juncture and cannot tolerate any hesitation or delay.

Liu Yuntian clenched his teeth, his cheek muscles bulged slightly, and a sharp and determined light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he resolutely leaped from behind the scenes of the auxiliary battle to the front line of the main battle like a black meteor, and took on the heavy burden of breaking through the numerous difficulties with his own strength.

When Wuji and others saw this scene, they felt as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned in their hearts, with all kinds of feelings intertwined and surging.

They knew very well that the situation had changed drastically.

Wuji's face was as solemn as if cast from cast iron, and his eyes revealed deep helplessness without any concealment.

He spent his entire life searching for the trace of the Heavenly Way. Over countless years, he traveled thousands of miles and experienced countless hardships and obstacles, but the Heavenly Way was always like a dream, and even a trace of it was difficult to capture.

And now, Liu Yuntian has successfully brought out the Heavenly Dao.

This should be exciting, but...

As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. On the contrary, the more you see, the stronger the fear in your heart becomes.

Although Wuji is the most powerful cultivator on this continent except for Liu Yuntian, at this moment, the fear in his heart is no less than that of others, and even more so.

It is a kind of awe of unknown forces and an instinctive fear of the unfathomable power of the way of heaven.

But a sense of determination soon surged in his heart.

I secretly thought: Liu Yuntian has brought the opportunity to turn the world around. If I hesitate and shrink back at this moment, how can I change the world that has been controlled by the way of heaven for a long time, and how can I break the shackles that have been oppressing me for a long time? !

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He raised his hand quickly and stopped the secret blessing method he was performing without hesitation.

In an instant, the spiritual energy around him was like a roaring river or sea, surging wildly with an overwhelming force, and in the blink of an eye, it instantly filled his entire body like a surging wave.

He looked at Liu Yuntian eagerly, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness, and said in a hurried but firm tone: "Thirty breaths! I only need thirty breaths of time!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuntian's eyes swept towards Wuji like lightning, nodded slightly, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure was already flashing and jumping in the air like a ghost.

It was a magical leap of the power of space. Every flash was accompanied by a slight distortion of space, causing ripples.

In order to ensure that his strength could reach its peak, he cleverly used the power of space to speed up during these leaps, allowing his own strength to continue to increase like a snowball, and every flash seemed to be accumulating energy to destroy the world.

At the same time, Nalan Yumo and others no longer held back and displayed their signature skills that had been passed down for a long time in their respective holy lands.

Nalan Yumo's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent. She raised her jade hand and placed the emerald green flute to her lips.

In an instant, a melodious and passionate flute sound arose, like a phoenix singing in the sky, crisp and pleasant to the ear, yet containing endless murderous intent.

Then flowers and leaves were flying all over the sky. Wherever they passed, the space seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, causing ripples like a series of broken paintings.

Yuan Sheng quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered to himself, reciting obscure ancient scriptures.

As he uttered the scriptures, Buddha's light bloomed around him, shining brightly, and the shadow of a huge golden Buddha statue several meters tall slowly emerged.

The Buddha's face is compassionate and peaceful, yet it also reveals supreme majesty, as if it can overlook everything in the world, save all living beings, and subdue all evil.

The shadow of the Buddha statue slowly raised its arm, and golden rays of light shot out from the palm of its hand, like little suns, shooting towards the iron chain.

The muscles in Diwu Shuya's arms bulged, and he swung the huge hammer high up with all his strength, like a brave and fearless bull, trying to follow Liu Yuntian's steps closely.

However, Liu Yuntian's figure was like a black lightning, and his speed was so fast that it seemed like a storm. In a blink of an eye, he had left him far away.

In just a few breaths, the distance between the two people quickly widened like a chasm.

As the successor of the holy land of weapon refining, Diwu Shuya is well aware that his own fighting ability is slightly inferior to those powerful warriors in this earth-shaking battle.

Therefore, he placed all his hopes of turning the tide of the war on those spiritual treasures that embodied the countless efforts and wisdom of the Holy Land.

At this moment, he rushed forward resolutely, completely disregarding his own safety.

His hands were as fast as lightning and he quickly reached into the storage space. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of shining spiritual treasures emerged like bright stars.

There are flying swords with blades flashing with cold light, seemingly able to cut through the void;

There are shields with mysterious runes engraved on the surface, emitting a soft halo;

There are also elixirs that contain tremendous spiritual power and exude a strange luster.

He muttered something, and his hands formed seals quickly like a butterfly flying through flowers, controlling these spiritual treasures to fly towards every corner of the battlefield.

The flying sword was like a nimble dragon, shuttling between enemy lines, stirring up spiritual energy wherever it passed;

The shield was like a solid barrier, appearing in front of the comrades in an instant, protecting them from the dense rain of attacks;

The pills turned into streams of light and fell into the hands of the soldiers.

At the same time, the National Protection Army rushed forward like a surging tide, without hesitation, towards the chains that were winding like dragons in the sky.

The army's charge speed is like an arrow shot from a bow. Once started, it is like a rushing river, difficult to stop.

They had only one belief in their hearts, either to break through the natural barrier in front of them and open up a path to victory;

Or else, like a moth to a flame, you will be killed by this cold, hard chain.

If we stop rashly, we will be overwhelmed by the friendly forces charging behind us.

At this time, Liu Yuntian's figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, and rushed to the front of the iron chain blockade like a meteor across the sky.

The sword intent and knife intent were madly intertwined around him, like two giant dragons entangled with each other, erupting with tremendous power to destroy the world.

This powerful force, which contained the dual meanings of sword and blade, slammed into the iron chain like a raging tsunami.

“Buzz——”

A huge bell sound that seemed to come from ancient times resounded between heaven and earth, as if it would completely break the tranquility of the entire world. This sound was like an invisible shock wave, spreading in all directions. Wherever it passed, the air vibrated and ripples appeared in space, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake.

The hardness of the chain was far beyond everyone's imagination.

The sharp blade of "Splitting the Sky" collided violently with the iron chain, just like a huge hammer hitting an ancient and indestructible bell.

Under this violent collision, Liu Yuntian only felt a bone-chilling, majestic recoil force as powerful as a mountain, rushing back along his arm like a turbulent undercurrent.

His arm felt as if struck by lightning, and a feeling of numbness quickly spread throughout his body. The base of his palm was bleeding profusely. The bright red blood slowly slid down the blade and dripped onto the ground beneath his feet, creating shocking blood flowers.

Although the iron chain was still firmly stretched in the air and had not been broken by the powerful impact, it began to tremble slightly under this terrifying force, and the surrounding space was filled with spider-web-like ripples.

This scene made everyone present suddenly happy. They were keenly aware that the seemingly indestructible defense of the Heavenly Dao was not impeccable.

"Wuji!" In the fierce battlefield, Liu Yuntian turned sideways and shouted with all his strength.

At this moment, spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and the confrontation with the Heavenly Chains made him realize that the situation was urgent and he needed help urgently.

When Wuji heard the shout, he did not bother to respond, but a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He was concentrating, the sword intent was like a turbulent undercurrent, tightly wrapped around his body. His hands flipped quickly like a phantom, his ten fingers flexibly pinched the seal, and every movement contained a powerful force.

As he moved, the sky darkened rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally bright sky seemed to be quickly covered with a black curtain as if by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds from all directions gathered together frantically in a very short period of time like a summoned army.

They squeezed and rolled each other, forming a huge black vortex that seemed to swallow up everything in the world.

"This sword is called: Breaking the Sky! Show it to me!"

Along with a thunderous roar from Wuji's mouth, a dazzling light burst out from the center of the dark cloud vortex.

Immediately afterwards, a giant sword that was no less large than the Eye of Heaven fell obliquely in the dark clouds like a falling star.

The giant sword exudes a sharp sword aura, as if it can cut through space.

The sword's edge flashed with a cold light, like a pair of angry eyes, pointing straight at the Eye of Heaven.

Liu Yuntian was completely stunned by this scene, staring at the dreamlike scene, with a storm in his heart: So... Sword Intent can be displayed in such a shocking way? !

He opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of disbelief and deep shock, as if at this moment, the whole world was left with only the ever-changing sky and the shocking sword that Wuji was about to release.

"Liu Yuntian, retreat quickly!" Wuji saw that Liu Yuntian was still trying his best to break through the chains and had no idea of ​​the upcoming powerful impact. He was anxious and hurriedly shouted to remind him.

This sword was the supreme sword technique that he had just comprehended recently after countless days and nights of deep contemplation and closed-door practice.

This sword is guided by heaven and earth, condensing the vast spiritual power between heaven and earth, perfectly integrating its own sword intent with the power of heaven and earth, thereby releasing a full-strength blow that can destroy the world.

I saw the giant sword slowly approaching the iron chain in the dark clouds. Looking from the side, its speed seemed extremely slow, as if every inch of movement took endless time.

But in fact, its speed is no less than that of Liu Yuntian when he uses all his strength. It is just because the giant sword is too huge, like a mountain floating in the air, that gives people the illusion that it moves slowly.

“Crack—”

“Squeak—”

When the giant sword finally intersected with the chain, it was like the collision of two stars, and a deafening sound erupted.

Under the powerful force of the giant sword, the iron chain was instantly pushed into a cone shape. Each link was quickly tightened, making a "squeaking" sound under the heavy load.

The tremendous force of the giant sword was still being released continuously. The place where the blade and the chain met was like a grand fireworks show. Countless sparks flew in all directions, streaking across the sky like meteors, illuminating the entire dim battlefield.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Wuji's face. Seeing the giant sword's power gradually weaken, his pupils kept trembling, "Not good! The power is still a little lacking!"