This is a long sword as warm as jade and as black as ink, but it flashes with wonderful brilliance in this world without Yuan Force. Yun Shi had been waiting in the carriage, just waiting for this moment.

Because those Celestial Fragments in the underground of Chang'an could not be moved here by Chen Ye, the only way to use the power there is to need a medium, and there is nothing, it is a better medium than the royal bloodline.

So the only array eye here is Chen Ye!

With a "bang", the long sword in Yun Shi's hand pierced into Chen Ye's shoulder blade, which was a very accurate and ruthless sword, which went straight into the handle, and stabbed the place where the "wings" behind Chen Ye were opened.

Yun Shi's face was expressionless, but Chen Ye's eyes widened, it seemed that he never expected Yun Shi to have such skills.

But then Chen Ye's eyes burst into golden brilliance, and the "wings" that were about to wither suddenly shook behind him, and a powerful force burst out from his body, and rushed back towards Yun Shi along the blade!

Yun Shi's body was not good in the first place, but now that he was able to use this sword, he had exhausted everything, and it was impossible to withstand such a backlash force at all!

Mo Zhiyu suddenly slashed the personal guard who stopped him, and then he pounced in the direction of Yun Shi, and in the time of 0.01 seconds before the explosion of power in Chen Ye's body, he accurately jumped in front of Yun Shi, protected Yun Shi tightly in his arms, and blocked this powerful storm with his back!

Rumble!

A powerful force swept through the entire Autumn Altar like a hurricane, and the smoke and dust raged, flooding the entire altar in an instant, and also flooding the land within a five-mile radius of the altar.

But this storm came and went suddenly, and all that was left was a mess.

People struggled to sit up from under the gray dirt, and when Fang Yuan looked at it, there were more lifeless corpses that had been mixed in the gray dirt.

Today, from Chang'an, more than 100,000 people came in a mighty way, and now there is no one in ten.

The survivors immediately began to search for their loved ones, but there were thousands of corpses around, and they needed to pick up the corpses one by one, and this would have to find the year and month. What was found was most likely a lifeless corpse, and a wail rang out.

It's an abandoned land, and no one will come to help pick up the bodies, and no one will take care of the wounded.

The person standing on the high platform has a full view of all this.

"Where has your emperor gone?!" Cheng Qixue grabbed one of Yu Linwei and roared angrily. But this Yu Linwei just smirked at her, like a nervous disorder, and couldn't ask anything at all, so she could only throw this guy to the ground.

However, the feather forest guards who flocked to this high platform like ants just now were also the first to bear the brunt in that hurricane, and I am afraid that there are less than ten living feather forest guards that can be found on the entire high platform now.

On the other side, Mo Zhiyu, who was really in the first place, was lying on the ground, his face pale, and he didn't know what the situation was. It's just that his robe is completely ruined, and his bare back is full of charred skin and flesh.

The remaining power of the enchantment has not yet dissipated, and Yun Shi can only use the most old-fashioned method to control Mo Zhiyu's injuries with silver needles, and the rest has to rely on Mo Zhiyu's own repair ability. However, the skin on his back was also squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the strongest bloodline of the Divine Descendant was exerted to the extreme at this time.

But Yun Shi stroked Mo Zhiyu's pale cheeks, but the worry in his eyes did not lessen.

Cheng Qixue looked at Yun Shi at this time, she saw the loneliness she had seen countless times from her back, and this time, it was finally mixed with a kind of "warmth", she thought that this should not appear on Yun Shi, which made her a little trance.

"Miss Cheng......" Tan Jian walked towards Cheng Qixue with the unconscious Tan title on his back, but his eyes were already on Yun Shi.

Cheng Qixue stopped in front of him with some vigilance for some reason, and said, "What's the matter with Young Master Tan?" ”

Tan Jian's gaze was retracted from Yun Shi's back, and he turned to Cheng Qixue and said, "Didn't Miss Cheng pay attention?" The land has been sealed. ”

"What do you mean?" Cheng Qixue frowned slightly, she was a complete military cultivator, and she was not very sensitive to this formation enchantment.

But Tan Jian is a skilled swordsman, and if he makes such a judgment, it must be that something has changed around him.

"It's true that the barrier just now seems to have disappeared, but it hasn't completely disappeared." Tan Jian said, "These forces are only dissipated in the air, reducing the oppression of us, and in fact, we are still in this enchantment." I think Mr. Yunda should know better than I do. ”

When he said this, he looked at Yun Shi again.

And Cheng Qixue moved again to block Tan Jian's gaze, because she didn't trust the Tan family from beginning to end, and she was in some kind of selfishness, and she didn't want Tan Jian to disturb Yun Shi and Mo Zhiyu.

But at this moment, the faint voice came from behind her: "Yes, we are still trapped in the barrier. ”

Cheng Qixue turned to look at Yun Shi sideways, and saw that Yun Shi was not looking at them, her eyes were still on the injuries on Mo Zhiyu's body, but her hand held her ink jade sword.

"This is the power of the Firmament Heaven, even a little bit of power from the fragments is enough to destroy a piece of land." Yun Shi said slowly, "If we want to truly be liberated from here, we must return this power to the fragments of the firmament. ”

"Recycling? You mean back to Chang'an? Cheng Qixue asked in surprise, "Chang'an is the territory of the little emperor, don't we go back?" ”

"If we don't enter the tiger's den, we have no way to get out, of course we can only go back." Tan Jian said expressionlessly.

"We?" Cheng Qixue glanced at Tan Jian, looked at the unconscious Tan Jian on his back, and then looked at the few people under the high platform, "With our current strength, it is impossible to kill and return to the city." ”

"It's not to kill back, it's to sneak back." Tan Jian said indifferently, "Let's rest for a while now, and when my uncle wakes up, he will tell us about the oldest tunnel in Chang'an City, and the only way for us to go back." ”

"The oldest tunnel?" Cheng Qixue became curious.

But at this moment, a huge scream suddenly erupted on the other side of the high platform, no, not a scream, but a frantic shout.

(End of chapter)