The entire Void Battleground was in complete chaos, the flames of war had spread to the heavens outside of the six heavens.
Close to a hundred heavens had been destroyed in this battle.
The boundless void was shattered, the derivation force mixed with violent astral winds had almost turned this place into hell.
At this moment, the last two immortal formations had been completely opened, close to eight hundred Derived Immortals were attacking the six heavens!
Even the void could not withstand the impact of so many Derived Immortals and was shattered.
They were all crushing towards the same place, it was extremely crazy.
However, one could see that these eight hundred Derived Immortals and countless top cultivators were all gathered in front of the six heavens' entrance, unable to advance any further, as if they were caught in a fierce battle.
Derived Immortals and top cultivators were constantly dying, their immortal bones were miserably scattered in the void, and then shattered.
In this great calamity, there was a most dazzling figure. He had ten wings on his back, and each of the wings had a different color, releasing a terrifying aura.
Every time he attacked, he would crush the Derived Immortals who dared to come forward. The entire six heavens had been protected by him until now.
Beside him, there were less than twenty Derived Immortals left.
Twenty against eight hundred, this was unimaginable.
Gongzi Qian was also forced to join this battle, the hundred Derived Immortals he brought were almost all dead.
He was trapped in this battle, unable to escape at all.
At this moment, he almost wanted to give himself a few tight slaps. He thought he was smart enough to make this decision, but he did not know he was walking towards a dead end.
If it was not for Di Qing's protection, this last line of defense, they would have died hundreds of times.
Among the remaining twenty Derived Immortals, Chun Qiu, Chen Qing, Cui Jing, Zhao Ting, Wei Liujia, and the others were already at the end of their rope. If they continued to fight like this, there would only be one outcome for them.
All of them would be destroyed.
Eight hundred Derived Immortals, this was too terrifying.
One had to know that even the most ordinary Derived Immortal had the ability to destroy the heavens. They were all above the Heavenly Dao, and could even create the Heavenly Dao.
Right now, they were all gathered here, and no one could stop them.
Di Qing's true fate was damaged, and he was almost unable to withstand the attacks of eight hundred Derived Immortals by himself.
But he still persevered, persevered until that figure appeared.
Gongzi Qian looked at Di Qing and said in a trembling voice, "Let's retreat. We can't hold on to the Six Heavens Realm anymore."
Di Qing glanced at him coldly, and then continued to descend the unparalleled momentum of derivation.
Gongzi Qian gulped and did not dare to speak again. He could feel the killing intent in Di Qing's eyes. Di Qing did not care about his identity as the Emperor's Son at all.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and fought with all his might again.
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With the disappearance of Jian Wushuang, the entire battlefield entered the most chaotic and disorderly state.
The young Emperor stood in the void in a daze.
He was already surrounded by close to a hundred Derived Immortals, it was hard for him to escape.
However, none of the Derived Immortals who surrounded him dared to step forward. There was hesitation in their eyes.
Every single Derived Immortal who came to the six heavens knew who this handsome and gloomy young man in luxurious clothes was.
It was precisely because of this that no one dared to step forward.
After all, he was Zhen Wuyang's imperial son.
He held a soft sword in his hand, and his gaze slowly swept across all the Derived Immortals in front of him, as if he wanted to remember all of them.
At this moment, the void in front of him quietly rippled, and then a black robe suddenly appeared.
As soon as this black robe appeared, a powerful aura that could not be detected spread out.
That was the aura of a Grand Derivation Immortal.
Then, he slowly stepped forward, reached out, and directly grabbed the young Emperor's neck, and lifted him up.
"Gongzi Yan."
A playful voice sounded from under the black robe, and then the hood was slowly pulled down, revealing an extremely old and skinny face.
This extremely old Grand Derivation Immortal had a clean face, and his eyes were turbid, as if he had lived through countless years. There was a strange aura of decay on his body.
The young Emperor looked at him coldly, without any expression.
Then, the Grand Derivation Immortal said slowly, "Do you have anything to say before you die?"
"You think you are worthy of killing me? Do you dare to kill me? "The young Emperor smiled sinisterly, and his eyes were filled with madness.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" He also smiled, and his empty right hand suddenly released derivation power, and directly hit the young Emperor's immortal body.
The immortal body shattered, and god blood spurted out. A hideous wound was directly blasted open in his abdomen.
"Satisfying! Old dog, continue to attack. I want to see if you have the guts to attack again today. "The young Emperor's face did not show any pain, and instead, he laughed sinisterly." If you don't kill me today, I will make sure you have no way to live and no door to die! "
The old Grand Derivation Immortal turned his turbid eyes to look at him. "You can't die now. Everything needs to be settled. When the time comes, I will personally come and take your life."
After saying this, he directly reached out and threw him into the void, and then his figure disappeared.
The battle continued. More than 800 Derivation Immortals and countless top cultivators had already nibbled away the remaining forces in the Six Heavens Realm.
Even Di Qing was unable to turn the tide.
Both of them were powerless.
However, Di Qing clenched his teeth tightly. His derivation power was about to run out, and when he faced the encirclement of more than 800 Derivation Immortals, he might lose another true life.
"Wushuang, where did you go?" His voice quickly entered Chen Qing and the rest's ears.
Chen Qing, who had returned from Jian Wushuang's side, immediately said, "Brother Jian went to destroy the immortal formation. However, from the looks of it, he might have encountered some unforeseen circumstances."
"Impossible, Brother Jian will definitely be fine. He will be back soon." Chun Qiu was bathed in blood, but his tone was extremely firm.
"Every moment counts. We will wait for Brother Jian to return." Cui Jing gritted his teeth. He had just entered the Derivation Immortal Realm not long ago, and his foundation was the weakest, but he was still persevering.
Di Qing did not say anything else. He also believed that Jian Wushuang would return soon. The reason why he had persevered until now was also because he was waiting for Jian Wushuang.
He shook the ten wings behind him, and layers of golden light descended. Anyone who came close, even Derivation Immortals, would be severely injured. However, it was gradually weakening.
Just as Di Qing was about to summon his treasure form, a strong sense of foreboding rose from the depths of his heart.
To be able to walk out of the era when Zhen Wuyang was the Emperor until now, his Divine Consciousness was already extremely powerful. He could sense danger coming from any direction.
In the next moment, Di Qing did not hesitate at all. He directly released all of his derivation power, and the ten wings behind him closed at the same time, protecting his immortal body immediately.
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