A heavenly barrier has become an abyss of despair in front of the Tianyuan cultivators, and they have worked hard to escape here, but they still can't escape, which makes them feel desperate in their hearts, and some people speculate that the saints and the catastrophe have been robbed, and it is impossible to reappear to save them, which also makes them feel endless panic...... If you escape, and you can't find a saint or a cultivator to help you, then what's the difference between escaping and not escaping? Sooner or later, it will be the end of being found and suppressed by the creatures of the Protoss, so ......

That kind of subservient thought has been born from the bottom of many people's hearts again!

"Those who are slaves live, and those who do not give in die!"

In the distance, in the battlefield, there was a monstrous shout of the creatures of the Protoss again, as most of the monks fled to the edge of the battlefield as if they were dead, and the creatures of the Protoss were chasing behind, and the core of the battlefield was also moving towards the edge, above the nine heavens, there were several terrifying figures descending, divided into three directions, rushing towards the Tianyuan monks waiting to break through in the area of the Heavenly Barrier, that was the strong man who was entangled by the Spirit Slayer Master, and had not been separated for a while, at this time, finally divided a few people down and killed the Quartet.

"Hand over the three sons, otherwise you will raze your clan and sweep your mountains!"

There were also people in the center of the battlefield who shouted, it was the nine realm lords of the little fairy realm who freed their hands, and a few people rushed out, at this time, Yuan Lao Immortal, who had been forced into the downwind, was powerless to stop it, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, covered in blood, with fluttering beards, and the divine light on his body had dimmed, and the nine little fairy realm masters had also divided into six, two people, to chase and kill their original target, only three little fairy realm masters were left around Yuan Lao Immortal, all kinds of magic spells to suppress, ready to finally take his life.

"There is no way forward, there are pursuers behind, we can't escape......"

At this juncture, someone shouted in despair, and his figure knelt on his knees: "...... Surrender!"

"We are immortal seeds, high above, our immortal ancestors, once cleared the universe, the book is brilliant, my homeland Tianyuan, once known as the center of the universe, the land of the Tao, we are destined to rest with the sky, with the sun and the moon, how can we be a slave to the evil demons outside the territory?"

At this time, some people shouted: "Descendants of Immortal Ancestors, I'd rather die than give in, fight with them!"

Some people are really afraid, even if they are slaves, they have to live, and some people feel that instead of dying here, they will save their lives for the time being, in order to later, some people would rather die than give in, thinking that the glory of the Tianyuan Immortal Ancestors is there, and that kind of glory has melted in the blood, forming a kind of pride, for this kind of pride, even if they die in battle, even if they end up with a soul flying and dying, they will never bow to extraterritorial creatures and be willing to be slaves......

Thundered!

The descending figure above the nine heavens has come down from high and is approaching!

The little immortal realm lord who was chasing after him in the center of the battlefield had also led endless protoss creatures, and the tide was pouring over!

At this moment, no matter what the cultivators think in their hearts, one thing is certain, and that is despair has befallen their hearts!

"Third aunt, what should we do?"

The female disciples of Fuyao Palace were also full of sorrow, and looked at the fairy girl who was headed by a broken arm.

The one-armed fairy girl glanced at Fang Xing, who was being held in the arms of the fifth child at this time, and fell silent, her eyes hesitant.

"The little fairy world is eyeing him, if we don't hand him over, there will be only one way to die!"

The Five Immortal Gu said calmly, without any emotion.

The one-armed fairy girl naturally understands this truth, and now she can't escape, if she doesn't hand over Fang Xing, then they won't even have a chance to give in and surrender, they will only be suppressed, and those angry little fairy realm masters have clearly stated this......

"If he were Hong'er, would you still think about handing him over?"

The one-armed fairy girl was silent for a long time, and suddenly said coldly.

A group of female disciples of the Fuyao Palace immediately became awe-inspiring, glanced at each other, each holding a sword and standing outside, facing the surging creatures of the gods in the sky and the ground, the one-armed fairy girl also flew up to the sky, looking at the little fairy realm lord who rushed from afar, and the fairy girl who was holding Fang Xing took a step back, stood at the core, and hugged Fang Xing very tightly, almost strangled him out of breath.

"Whoever dares to resist, shoot and kill!"

The strong men of the Protoss who rushed up from the Nine Heavens shouted, waved their palms to suppress it, and swept a domain with great force, and the Heavenly Yuan monks who fled to the edge of this place, some people had red eyes at this time and rushed to the sky, and with their desperate efforts, some people fell to the ground with weak knees......

And the little immortal realm lord was even more eyeing a group of female disciples in the Fuyao Palace, especially looking at Fang Xing, who was held in their arms, his eyes were gloomy, and the killing opportunity was infinite, one of the realm lords was a short old man with a dark complexion, he swept over from the one-armed immortal girl, and suddenly sneered: "Muxin immortal aunt, hand over the person......

"No!"

The one-armed fairy girl replied quietly, and even asked rhetorically: "Do you think the Yaochi fairy girl will be scared because of your words from the lost dog?"

Hearing the words of the lost dog, the swarthy old man's eyes were as sharp as a sword: "This little devil made a big fuss about the Yaochi Immortal Association in Kunlun Mountain and stole the Pan Tao Garden, the old man saw it in his eyes, you really want to fight to the death, and you also want to protect this enemy?"

His words also attracted the attention of many monks around him, and his eyes turned around.

And in the face of so many attentional eyes, the one-armed fairy girl lowered her eyebrows slightly, as if she was also thinking about this question, after a while, she finally raised her head, and answered lightly, but unswervingly: "Our own people in Tianyuan make contradictions, quarrels, and even fights and kills, it is all our own business, just solve it behind closed doors, how can it be the turn of you outsiders to point fingers?"

Rumble!

Such an ordinary sentence seemed to touch a string in the hearts of many cultivators and made them think of something.

And the little immortal realm lord instantly became annoyed, and shouted, "Then you are looking for death!"

"What do you do by talking so much nonsense with them, since you are looking for death, you will fulfill her!"

In the air, several Protoss creatures shouted loudly and directly struck down with their palms.

The mighty divine power swept all around, descended from the sky, and fell straight towards the group of female disciples of the Fuyao Palace, under such terrifying power, even the cultivation of the one-armed fairy Gu and other Yuan Ying Mahayana was clearly difficult to resist, and the group of female disciples did not even seem to have the strength to hold the sword, they looked at the air almost in despair, and some people had closed their eyes, waiting for this power to come.

However, until this time, they still had swords in their hands, and none of them let go.

"Hehe, the old man has understood the truth for a lifetime, and this truth is still the most in line with the old man's mind......"

However, just when this terrifying power came, and all the disciples of Fuyao Palace were already desperate, in the distance, there was a voice faintly sounded, the voice seemed to be very far away, but it was very clear, it seemed to be very calm, and it seemed to contain endless terrifying power, so that several Protoss powerhouses in the air, in the moment that the voice sounded, their faces changed sharply, they withdrew their palm power, and their supernatural powers were condensed on themselves, and then they swept towards the place where the voice came from, full of surprise.

And around this heavenly barrier, all the cultivators also looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Outside the heavenly barrier, in the void, there was an old man in Confucian costume, with his shoulders bent, slowly walking over, holding a rusty sword in his hand, the qi on his body was dim and abnormal, it seemed that he was much worse than ordinary martial arts mortals, but he had some strange qualities on his body, which attracted the attention of the heavens and all worlds, and people couldn't help but look at him and pay attention to his every move!

He didn't walk fast, but step by step, he approached the place where the barrier was, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.

"It's him!"

At this time, the owner of the Baiyu Jingdanxiang Building, who was still guarding outside the heavenly barrier and trying to save people, saw this person, and his frightened face changed greatly, and he immediately led the disciples to step aside, and then hesitated for a moment, shouting: "Senior, the heavenly barrier cannot be broken......

Before he could finish his sentence, he closed his mouth.

Because when he was still a hundred feet away from the heavenly barrier, the old Confucian had already taken out his sword.

The rusty sword, which seemed to be about to decay, was handed out by him at this time, and slashed towards the towering heavenly barrier!

"...... Uproar"

It seems to be a huge curtain falling to the ground, and it is like a glass shattering, the translucent huge heavenly barrier, when his sword is slashed, it is full of cracks, and it falls down with a bang, and the endless divine light and thunder force are annihilated, so that several huge cracks appear in the void one after another, and then completely disappear between heaven and earth, even the huge pillar of light standing in three directions, there is also a huge pillar of light that suddenly becomes extremely dim at this time, and then gradually disappears, in the process, the old Confucian slowly retracted his sword, and did not even slow down!

"You...... Who are you?"

Whether it was the Immortal Realm Realm Lord or the powerhouses of the Protoss, they were all shocked, and some people shouted loudly, their voices trembling slightly.

"Me?"

The old Confucian stared forward, looking at the old immortal Yuan who was being suppressed by the three little immortal realm masters in the middle of the battlefield, and his life was on the verge of dying, and then at Bai Qianzhang, who was fighting viciously by the side of the heavenly barrier in the other direction, and also looked at the frightened and helpless disciples of the Fuyao Palace, who had been tightly hugged by them, and rolled his eyes, and finally, finally sighed deeply: "I am a failed seeker, a forgotten dead man, a sinner who has been imprisoned for three hundred years, and an old man who helps people take care of the accounts and watch the gate......

While babbling, he took another step: "But no matter what, I'm a family member!" )