MTL - The God of Sky & Earth-Chapter 2439 : Tianjiao King's Sword!

At this point, the pre-quake peak had become a violent ice-blue storm area, and even half-step Yuan Tian Duan Mu Qing Tian was bombarded directly on the mountain behind Gu Yue.

"boom!"

The mountain peak was directly cut off, and in the sound of the sky-roaring blast, Duanmu Qingtian was bathing in blood, watching the peak before the earthquake was covered by snow and ice!

This is a snowstorm that everyone has never seen in their lives!

Among the countless ancient remnants are the former Wuzun giants, the demon Supreme who straddles the famine, and the most powerful force that has never been seen before.

At this moment, under the guidance of Bingyu's essence and blood, the residual souls rushed out of Yutian Shending and blasted towards the black energy light group!

At this moment, earth-shattering energy blasted through the world, and the madness was drowned in the snow.

In the majestic energy, the sound of mad crying for help is like a mosquito and fly, almost unheard!

"Quick, save my sister! Save my sister!"

Duanmu Qingtian's body is like peeling tiles. Qingjin began to shrink due to the extreme low temperature just now. Tieqing was a piece, but Duanmu Qingtian didn't care at all.

He wants to save his sister, no matter what method, even if it is fate.

"Did you not hear what your sister just said! She is ready to die!"

Duanmu Xiongtu immediately impulsed Duanmu Qingtian's side, grasping Duanmu Qingtian's arm, his eyes were flushed.

"what!"

The screams of madness and sorrow resounded through the heavens and the earth. In the hearts of countless Yutiangong people, this was definitely a pain like a knife.

"That's my sister, my sister who has waited for decades!" Duanmu Qingtian growled.

He owes her too much, how can Duanmu Xiaoman give everything to Yutiangong!

"Owner of the palace! Owner of the palace! Replace your life with an old one!"

"Duanmu Gongzhu, don't! Please come out!"

"Yutiangong can be built again, Owner, come out!"

The mountains of Qianfeng, Yutiangong strongman, Fumonmen, and the warriors in the chaos cried. They knew that Duanmu Xiaoman was overdrawing his life in exchange for everything.

Suddenly, everyone knelt on the hillside, crying, screaming, and wept.

No one wants to change the peace of Yutiangong for the life of the goddess!

At this moment, Duanmu Xiongtu's old eyes trembled, holding Duanmu Qingtian, who was still struggling, and said in a condensed voice: "Qingtian, you and your sister are all good! Handing you over to Xi Hui is the best in my life. Right decision! "

Listening to Shi Zun Xihui's name, Duanmu Qingtian's swollen eyes appeared undulating, and his stiff hands could not be dropped in the air!

At this moment, under the influence of the mad heart and soul, millions of dragon crickets like a moth flutter into the ice storm.

"Bang, bang!"

In an instant, the corpse ran across the wild, the endless golden light was annihilated in the destruction of snow and ice, there was no trace of struggle, and the strong energy made the dragon's army extinguish like a candle.

Looking at this scene, the boiling blood of all the Yutiangong people at the scene solidified, the soul trembled and could not move at all.

On the peak before the earthquake, the mighty sky flutters, and the powerful and unmatched water attribute energy destroys the sky and the earth, and the sky is full of wind and clouds!

This is a slaughter, a feast of death by Duanmu Xiaoman in exchange for life!

Cries for help, cries, and growls filled the world, all the Longjun Army knew that they were on a dead end, but had to go!

The servants followed, because they were guided by the mad spirit, they could only rush in one by one to save the mad spirit.

The golden light like an angry dragon was constantly poured on the blue storm, and it quickly turned into light spots.

A generation of invincible Long Yujuns died like this, most of them disappeared in the blink of an eye under the mighty power of ancient remnants.

Recognizing the real Yutiangong people, each one looks like earth, desperately watching Yutiangong survive.

But this is not the result they want!

"Sister, why are you so stupid! You still have Su Yi ..."

Duanmu Qingtian knelt heavily on the mountain peak, in the storm, Duanmu Xiaoman's figure stood proudly above the void, and his delicate body turned into a huge force that was holding Yutian Temple to the light.

Looking at the godlike figure, arrogant and rude, Xi Wurui and Chi Feihong also began to cry in secret, Han Wulong, Han Yurou and others were also tears.

"The grace of the goddess, the immeasurable door remembers for thousands of years!"

"Chaos, remember Goddess Dade forever!"

"Fox demon gate, thank the goddess Yuyu for Youzhou Cangsheng!"

Around, on the vast mountain peaks, the monsters beeped together, and the roar of vibration was mixed with solemnity and endless sadness, and the huge demon wind swept the world.

This is the gift of thousands of monsters that will only occur when the monster tribe is annihilated.

Even the savage monsters know that the goddess Yutian is saving the avenue of life, and Tianman will endure forever because of the act of the goddess!

"Alas!"

The beast roared, the forest was turbulent!

The eyes of everyone present were tens of millions, and tens of millions of people bowed and saluted towards the front of the earthquake. The disciples of Yutian Palace knelt on the ground, their souls were shaking, and their tears were streaming down!

No one has the ability to reverse such a scene. All they can do is see off for the goddess Yutian!

"Let me go, I'm going to save my sister!"

In Duanmu Qingtian's dull eyes, tears had already dried up. Watching Duanmu Xiaoman, whose blood was thicker than water, released amazing coercion in the storm, Duanmu Qingtian already had death in his eyes.

The whole audience can lose hope to Duanmu Xiaoman, but not himself.

"I want to save her, that's my sister!"

Turning his head, Duanmu Qingtian yelled at Duanmu Xiongtu, and at this time, the sky seemed to be unable to carry the violent ancient soul energy.

In a hurry, a huge explosion sound rang through the world, as if the cracks in space burst out, making the soul tremble!

With the sound of the explosion falling, everyone's surprised eyes turned to the horizon.

In the cracks, countless mysterious runes gathered in the sky, and soon turned into a glorious ancient bell.

The ancient bell came to life, and the space was like daylight. The broken space collapsed in an instant, and then a fiery red light burst out, like the next day.

Suddenly, the faces of all the people at the scene were shocked, their expressions of despair were put away, and their mouths widened.

Because in the fire, it was not others, but Su Yi, who had not seen it for many days!

"Su Yi!"

"It is King Tianjiao! It is King Tianjiao!"

"Su Yi! God! Isn't he crushed deep in the heart!"

The next moment, Su Yi's blood-slayered sword in his hands crossed and waved in front of him. A terrifying ray of horror lingering out of the sky, and rushed out of the package of the ancient clock with a light footstep.

Su Yi stepped on the earth, her eyelids lifted, her eyes fell on Duanmu Xiaoman, who had already transformed into a blue figure in the ice storm, and her eyes fluctuated.

Immediately, without any delay, Su Yi's eyes shot out with suicide in his eyes, and the blood-red sword pattern shot out into the world, and a loud shout came out.