The roar of the fierce battle between Huan Yin and Ku was quickly covered by screams as Huan Yin fell into the deep pit.

Ever since he launched the Nine Grievances and Broken Blessings with all his might, the screams have never stopped. Every thirty breaths or so, there will be more than 3,000 or even 4,000 blue lights in the entire eight days of the West. So, after a large number of people were sucked alive, it was the turn of another three or four thousand.

The feeling of despair has long spread in people's hearts, especially after everyone saw that Huan Yin was beaten to the ground and almost became a bloody person, this mood spread even more.

If it continues as it is now, even if there is a large number of people in the huge eight cities in the West for eight days, I am afraid that it will not last for half a day, and it will completely become a dead city. Of all the people, none of them will be spared, and they will only become dry nourishment.

Even the beard gradually appeared in their eyes at this moment. It's not that they're afraid of death, it's just that they all see that Huan Yin can no longer have a chance of winning, so they feel sad for Huan Yin, who fought for his life and failed, and also feel sad for the fate of all people in the future. Of course, they also feel sorry for themselves.

The screams of the eight days in the West were too terrible, and they continued to form a continuous patch in the huge city, but I am afraid that it sounded even more tragic than the screams of the evil spirits tortured in hell. Finally, Huan Yin, who was lying in a pool of blood, gradually supported his body again.

Since he was shot down just now, Huan Yin has already felt that he is about to die. He was full of pain, countless were not tired, but when he thought that his people were dying rapidly, and that life was being withered, his consciousness could not completely dissipate.

"As long as I have a breath left, I'm going to stop this from happening!" Huan Yin straightened up, tightened the Xingtian Sword in his hand, and whispered.

Then, he suddenly looked at the huge face in the sky again, and the whole person rushed straight out.

When everyone saw the bloodied figure rushing up again, their hearts shook. No one thought that Huan Yin could still move, and no one thought that Huan Yin would have to fight.

It's just that Huan Yin's momentum and strength are not as good as before after all. He rushed up with blood, but he couldn't do miracles. The cultivation power that he had begun to fall looked so pale and powerless in the face of the continuous recovery.

So, there was another "bang", just like a ridicule of Huan Yin. And Huan Yin fell into the pit again without accident.

Dry laughed, he knew there was nothing left to stop him. Moreover, he clearly felt the wound caused by Huan Yin's palm to himself, and finally began to heal under the full opening of his Dao Law. This makes him even more rampant.

The Nine Grievances Breaking Blessing Dao is indeed the most powerful Dao, and even the wounds of the True Dao can be healed. Although it is also strange that Huan is not proficient in learning the true way, although the progress of withering recovery is really slow.

Soon after, Huan Yin once again supported his body from the deep pit. He had already become a bloody man, and after glancing at the sky again, his hand tightened, and he held the long sword and slammed into the sky again.

Everyone soon saw the embarrassed figure rushing forward again, and their hearts had already been completely filled with fear, but at this moment, some of the fear quietly dissolved. And where it dissolved, shock and complexity appeared.

"He's free, he could have left a long time ago, he's fought to such a point, he should have left, and no one blames him. But for whom, and for what, that he should rush forward, to be so desperate? Can he really sacrifice his own life for the sake of others?"

This thought is more or less in everyone's mind. Huan Yin's unhesitating figure actually made them feel a trace of their humility and felt that their death was not a pity.

"Bang!"

There is no accident, in the face of the stronger and stronger wither, Huan Yin fell again. Everyone knew that Huan Yin was not dead yet, because Ku had said that he would save him until the end. But suddenly some people began to hope that Huan Yin died, and they felt that Huan Yin was dead, at least they didn't have to work so hard.

It didn't take long for Huan Yin to stand up again and rush forward......

Again, again, and again......

In just half an hour, Huan Yin dragged his tired and seriously injured body to kill as many as eighteen times in a row.

Naturally, the accident has never happened, and Huan Yin has never even encountered a dry one. However, his stubborn figure gradually became the only one in everyone's eyes, and the fear in many people's hearts completely dissipated directly because of Huan, and they even shed tears.

Death is terrible, but compared to the current Huan cause, death is really a happy thing.

This time, it was Huan Yin who was defeated for the twenty-fifth time. Still, he did his best to get up in the shortest possible time and looked at the sky.

Without hesitation, Huan Yin grabbed the long sword in his right hand and clubbed the tip of the sword on the ground, wanting to support his body and charge again. He didn't even think about why he was doing this, why he didn't stop. His vague consciousness didn't allow him to think too much, and charging had become his instinct.

However, he was only halfway up when his hand suddenly lost strength. So, the sword crooked and fell to the ground. And his whole body stumbled and fell.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Everyone looked at Huan Yin intently, forgetting the screams that kept ringing in their ears, and forgetting that maybe the next person who would scream would be himself.

"My lord, don't rush anymore, you can go!" Suddenly, a voice shouted, breaking the silence.

Then, there is a second, a third, and even more voices.

"My lord, your great kindness, I will remember it in my death even if I die, you can go!"

"Your Excellency, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

......

The sound of "you go" actually formed a sound wave in a short period of time, and really suppressed the screams. And those who were being devoured by the withering also endured the pain and suppressed their screams, as if to leave some space for Huan Yin so that he could hear more clearly.

There was a hint of clarity in Huan Yin's eyes, he heard those voices, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and then, he looked around and saw the concerned eyes.

At this moment, Huan felt unprecedented pain, and tears were left in his eyes. Tears quickly mixed with the blood on his face and slid downward.

As a king, why can't you even protect the territory and the people?

"Let's also persuade the adults to leave, this battle is meaningless. The beard spoke.

Although he knew that he and the others were shouldering the burden of saving the people, but now with the continuous recovery of the withering, as he sucked up tens of thousands of people during this time, his true path wounds were completely repaired, and his cultivation was close to the Seven Sources!

As for Huan Yin, now that his cultivation has long since fallen to the Four Sources realm, even if he has two true source powers, so what?

"The present withering is invincible in this world. Unless there is a blow close to the peak of the Seven Origins, otherwise, even if he can be injured, with his immortal body, it will not be of much significance. My lord, there is really no need to continue. Jiang also spoke, his eyes were gloomy and helpless.