On the holy mountain, Xihua Shengjun looked at this holy land that had been inherited for many years, and sighed secretly in his heart.

"I originally wanted to let Xihua Holy Mountain stand on the top of Dongzhou and then leave to practice, but now it seems that this wish is about to come to naught. Xihua Shengjun muttered, as if he was saying something to himself.

"Senior brother has worked hard for the foundation of Xihua Holy Mountain for many years, and single-handedly made Xihua Holy Mountain faintly have the potential of the first holy land in Dongzhou, and Houliu Sect is extremely talented, and he wanted to train him to unify Dongzhou, but the plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky, and the barren state has a leaf in the sky, so that it is not the fault of the senior brother to create today's situation. Beside Xihua Shengjun, a burly and tall figure spoke.

This person is the second saint of Xihua Holy Mountain, the junior brother of Xihua Shengjun, and the mad saint.

The reason why he has this title is related to his fighting style, but he is a battle maniac of Xihua Holy Mountain, and the two brothers and sisters have laid the foundation of Xihua Holy Mountain together.

However, no one thought that the world would change so quickly, and the Wasteland Supreme Holy Dao Palace rose against the trend at an unstoppable speed, grew up in turmoil, and suffered several catastrophes, but now, it finally stands firmly in the land of Kyushu.

During the time when Ye Futian returned to Qingzhou City, the saints did not dare to kill the Holy Dao Palace.

The returning Void Sword Saint and Jiang Saint are all huge threats.

In the case of Ji Sheng being grounded, they don't have enough confidence.

Xihua Shengjun looked up at the sky, and sighed secretly in his heart, they grew up from being smaller than Xihua Holy Mountain, and they have deep feelings for this holy mountain, and they want to let Xihua Holy Mountain stand on the top of Kyushu, pass on the foundation for thousands of generations, and pass it on from generation to generation.

After all, in the cultivation world, they know very well that once you are weak, you will be easily replaced and destroyed, and if you don't move forward, you will disappear in the rolling torrent of history.

Nowadays, isn't the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty a good example?

And now, it seems that it is his turn to Xihua Holy Mountain.

No one can stand in the way of the times.

He suddenly thought of Kyushu back then and asked, at that time, in the Holy Land of Kyushu, who would be looking at Ye Futian from the Holy Land of Wasteland?

After Kyushu asked, Yu Sheng won the first place, which attracted some of their attention, but how did the characters of the princely realm affect the overall situation of Kyushu, and then the Void Sword Shrine, what he and Liu Zong wanted to do, had a head-on conflict with Ye Futian, and it was destined to be irreconcilable, so he wanted to make the Dao Palace disappear.

However, at that time, they thought that the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty would be enough, but they didn't expect that the first holy war was not won, so everything that happened afterwards happened.

"I'm a little reluctant. Xihua Shengjun said in a low voice.

"Teacher, stay in the green mountains. The rain saint beside him also spoke, and the Xihua Saint Monarch nodded lightly.

Now that they are at an absolute disadvantage, the Moon Saint may also participate in the killing, in such a situation, even if the Holy Light Temple's Holy Realm characters come to it, it may not be useful, not to mention, when Ji Sheng is grounded, the Holy Light Temple has its own natural barrier, and it is very likely that it will not come out.

If they insist on staying and fighting, they will face the same situation as the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, and the Zhou Holy King and the Zhou Yan King are a lesson from the past.

Therefore, he angrily reprimanded the Holy King of Zhou for being an idiot, and he didn't know how to abandon the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty in advance and leave.

But it's good to remind them and give them time to make decisions.

Now that he has made a decision, Xihua Shengjun will not hesitate any longer.

I saw his figure slowly soaring into the air, and a faint coercion enveloped the entire Xihua Holy Mountain.

In front of the palaces of the holy mountain, the army stood solemnly, occupying the geographical advantage, attracting the formation, and preparing for a big battle at any time.

Feeling that coercion, they all looked up at the void and saw the figure of Xihua Shengjun.

Xihua Shengjun's eyes swept to the holy mountain, Liu Zong died in battle, and the two strong men on the list of sages also died in battle, the loss of Xihua Shengshan in the previous battle was not painful, and many of the hope figures of the next generation have fallen, although there are many powerful sages in Xihua Shengshan today, but in fact, it can no longer support Xihua Shengshan.

"I Xihua Holy Mountain has stood in Dongzhou for many years, cultivating generations of strong people, many of you have been practicing in Xihua Holy Mountain for many years, with today's achievements, now, Xihua Holy Mountain is at a critical juncture of life and death, but the Holy Realm characters, it is impossible to make a move against you, I, the Crazy Holy River Rain Saint will leave, in this way, the other party's Holy Realm characters, will not be able to move you on the Xihua Holy Mountain, and the aftermath of the attack will not work, and then, it will depend on you to protect the Xihua Holy Mountain. ”

Xihua Shengjun spoke loudly, which seemed to be a little tragic, but everyone keenly heard the hidden meaning.

The three saints of Xihua Shengjun are ready to abandon Xihua Shengshan and leave.

Suddenly, many people turned pale and didn't look very good-looking, even the Lord of Xihua Sacred Mountain had already given up?

"Back then, the Wasteland Holy Dao Palace faced the same situation as you, so with today's Most Holy Dao Palace, I hope that my Xihua Holy Mountain disciple can also do it. Xihua Shengjun continued to speak, the saints of the Most Holy Dao Palace did not dare to return to the Dao Palace, avoiding the Xihua Holy Mountain and the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

But even if Xihua Shengjun said so, the military hearts of the powerhouses of Xihua Shengshan were still shaken.

"Ye Futian, the palace master of the Most Holy Dao Palace in Huangzhou, has always been guarding the Dao Palace, coexisting and dying with the Dao Palace, he is here, the Dao Palace is dead, the Dao Palace is dead, he is dead, what do you compare with the Xihua Holy Monarch?" Hearing that the Xihua Holy Monarch was actually preparing to evacuate, Dou Zhan couldn't help but say sarcastically.

At this time, Xihua Shengjun still wanted to shake the disciples of Xihua Holy Mountain and fight to the death with them, and he did not hesitate to exchange the lives of the people of Xihua Holy Mountain for the lives of some people in his Dao Palace, which was really despicable.

Obviously, Xihua Shengjun himself also understood that the general trend had gone and was irreversible, and Xihua Shengshan could not hold it, so he decided to sacrifice the disciples of Xihua Shengshan in exchange for a big battle.

To him, the cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain seem to be chess pieces.

The sound of the battle resounded through the Xihua Holy Mountain, and everyone's hearts were shaken, where is there still a fighting spirit, it is indeed as the fighting said, although the Dao Palace retreated with both hands at the beginning, but it was because the people who really decided the life and death of the Dao Palace were not them, but Ye Futian.

Ye Futian, the palace master of the Holy Dao Palace, has always been fighting side by side with the Dao Palace.

In this comparison, the words of Xihua Shengjun are particularly hypocritical.

"Xihua Sacred Mountain has the blessing of the formation, which is enough for my Xihua Sacred Mountain disciples to have the strength to fight, if you listen to the bewitchment of the people of the Dao Palace, how to consider the outcome for yourself. Xihua Shengjun snorted coldly and continued: "This battle is controlled by yourselves, and fate is in your hands. ”

After that, the figure of Xihua Shengjun rose into the air, and beside him, the Mad Saint and the Rain Saint were all standing on his left and right with him, his eyes swept over Jiang Shenghe and Dou Zhan, ready to leave.

"When he announced that he would join the Holy War, what a gesture, but now he wants to be this lost dog and abandon the Xihua Holy Mountain, which is worthy of being the Xihua Holy King. Yu Sheng raised his head and swept towards the Xihua Shengjun above the sky, his voice was extremely cold.

Xihua Shengjun was humiliated by a junior, and glanced at Yu Sheng with an indifferent expression.

"After you and Ye Futian become saints, remember not to move around at will. Xihua Shengjun said coldly, and then the three of them directly flickered and evacuated.

Jiang Sheng and Douzhan did not chase, the realm of the other party's three saints, Xihua Saint Monarch and Mad Saint was comparable to Jiang Sheng, although the ranking of the holy list was weaker than Jiang Sheng, but Jiang Sheng and the two wanted to stop each other's withdrawal, obviously they couldn't do it.

"Since you know that they will become holy sooner or later, where can they go?" Jiang Sheng said lightly, they couldn't get out of the Xia Emperor Realm.

Emperor Xia would not allow betrayal, since this was the case, Ye Futian would grow up to the day when he could kill him.

Xihua Shengjun snorted coldly, the three major saint realm figures left in the sky, and outside the holy mountain, countless powerhouses in Huatian City saw this scene with their own eyes, and they only felt a little ironic.

Xihua Shengjun, the owner of Xihua Holy Mountain, abandoned the holy mountain and fled.

Looking at the holy mountain that was still towering in the sky, everyone in Huatian City understood.

The era of Xihua Sacred Mountain is over.

The three saints left, the dragons of Xihua Sacred Mountain were leaderless, and there was not even a character with absolute appeal, a plate of scattered sand, at this moment, the strong people whispered, and the people's hearts were scattered.

Even if they are cultivators, how many of them are not afraid of death.

Now that the Holy Dao Palace is surrounded by the mountain, and the lords of the holy mountain have fled, it can be seen that the end of the Xihua Holy Mountain is doomed, where can there still be a will to fight.

The beliefs they held on to were shattered.

The whole Xihua Holy Mountain has a sad atmosphere.

At this time, a person stepped out and said to Jiang Shenghe and Dou Zhan: "Senior, the holy war was initiated by the Xihua Holy Monarch, and we are just carrying out the order, and now the Holy Monarch has abandoned the Xihua Holy Mountain, and the Xihua Holy Mountain exists in name only, and I am willing to surrender." ”

As his words fell, one figure after another rose into the air, looked out of the holy mountain from the air, and said, "We are also willing to surrender." ”

"Not to be surrendered. The cold and stiff voice interrupted the people of Xihua Holy Mountain, and one by one they looked at the figure of the rest of their lives outside the holy mountain, and their bodies stood there like a demon god, and their cold eyes swept towards the people of Xihua Holy Mountain.

If it is strong, it will destroy the Dao Palace, and the soldiers will come to the city, how many Dao Palace disciples will fall in that battle, and Hua Jieyu will fall.

Ye Futian and he also suffered a life-and-death crisis, and now, it is their turn to surrender to the city?

Countless people in Xihua Holy Mountain are like ashes, is there only one battle?

An old man looked at the people of Xihua Sacred Mountain and said loudly: "Since they want to fight, with the blessing of my Xihua Sacred Mountain formation, let them pay the price." ”

Although his faith is broken, he is a sage figure after all, and his state of mind is stable, and he is already in a desperate situation, so let's fight to the death.

"The Great Zhou Holy Dynasty has been wiped out, the palace has turned into ashes, Ye Futian and the strong men of the Yue Clan are on their way here, who can you let pay?" Dou Zhan said coldly, destroying the fighting intent ignited by the strong man of Xihua Holy Mountain with one word.

The Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, has it been wiped out?

Ye Futian is not here, he must have gone to the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

Now he will kill the Xihua Holy Mountain, plus the strong man of the Yue Clan.

Fight to the death?

What to fight to the death.

Just waiting to die.

"Kill it, it's one that can escape. "Some people are desperate, they are not ready to borrow the formation, instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight a way out, at least, there is still a glimmer of life!