The golden-winged Roc's eyes were extremely sharp, revealing strong emotions.
Sage Douzhan had broken the limits of his physical body, and now he had exhausted all the power in his body. How could he withstand the catastrophe?
This catastrophe was unintentionally surged when Sage Douzhan was consolidating the battle matrix, and it was not just his own strength. This also meant that even at his peak, Sage Douzhan might not be able to withstand the catastrophe of the Great Path.
Above the sky, the terrible light of catastrophe of the Great Path wandered between heaven and earth, as if trying to sense where Sage Douzhan's body was.
The golden-winged Roc looked up and saw the terrible light of catastrophe of the Great Path coming towards it. Its eyes were extremely sharp.
In the golden-winged Roc, Ye Futian stood there quietly. This golden-winged Roc was an ancient god that he had created by borrowing everyone's spiritual will. It was under his control, just like his incarnation.
Master fought for the Holy Zhi Palace, even at the risk of his body collapsing.
Now that Master had fallen, this catastrophe would be blocked by him.
Incomparably bright golden light flowed over the huge body of the golden-winged Roc, and there was also a very beautiful starlight, all of which were extremely powerful defensive rule power.
The violent light of catastrophe rushed over here, and there was a loud noise. In an instant, the starlight shattered, and the body of the golden-winged Roc trembled violently. Ye Futian only felt that his own will was about to collapse and be destroyed, but under the burning will of the emperor, his eyes were extremely determined.
If he fell, Master would die.
Boom, boom … The light of catastrophe of the Great Path that had not yet dissipated bombarded madly, and cracks appeared on the body of the golden-winged Roc. The huge body of the ancient demon god seemed to be about to collapse. Ye Futian's will shook inside, and blood stained his clothes, but his eyes were still determined.
"Formation."
A loud voice came. It was Yuan Hong leading the cultivators of the Heavenly Battle Matrix. They came directly above the golden-winged Roc and turned into a huge Heavenly Battle Matrix. Yuan Hong was wearing the divine implement armor that Sage Douzhan had taken off, standing in the highest place.
Another terrible light of catastrophe fell, penetrating the battle matrix. Yuan Hong's body shook, but he still stood there. The entire Great Heavenly Battle Matrix was shaking.
The light of catastrophe of the Great Path in the void was getting less and less. As long as they could withstand a few more waves of power, the catastrophe would pass.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and the Heavenly Battle Matrix collapsed. Yuan Hong's body fell to the ground, and the light of catastrophe continued to attack, blasting on the body of the Golden Roc, causing more cracks to appear on the Roc, as if it was in danger of collapsing.
"Let me."
A voice was heard, and another group of figures stepped forward. It was the cultivators of the Sovereign Family led by Huang Xi. They also turned into a battle matrix, and a mighty imperial aura burst forth from their bodies. A boundlessly huge Renhuang battle form appeared between heaven and earth.
"Scram." Huang Xi raised his head and glanced at the catastrophe of the Great Path. He actually took the initiative to attack. The mighty force swept through the sky and earth, and an army in armor rushed out. It was a very strong illusion of martial arts rules. However, this illusion army was directly annihilated by the light of catastrophe. The terrible light of catastrophe blasted on the Renhuang battle form, and Huang Xi and the others shook violently.
"It's about to disappear." The spectators in the distance felt as if they were going to stop breathing. Their hearts were pounding and their fists were clenched tightly. It was as if they were the ones going through the tribulation.
Everyone from the Barren State, even the onlookers, were extremely nervous.
You have to hold on.
In this Sacred War, the beliefs of the mighty ones from the Holy Zhi Palace had a strong impact on them.
The Holy Zhi Palace must win.
"If we can pass this tribulation, Sage Douzhan will transform, and the Holy Zhi Palace will also transform," at this time, in the crowd, someone said in a solemn voice.
At this time, it was an old man, very old, and his aura was extremely strong. He was also a famous figure in the Barren State. He was Sage Kumu, ranked 29th on the Barren Sky Ranking.
"Indeed, in this Sacred War, the Holy Zhi Palace is united, and their beliefs are firm. The top forces of the Barren State are all participating, fighting side by side, unafraid of death. Such a spirit is worthy of the Barren State's Barren Sky Ranking. We are ashamed." Suddenly, many people exclaimed, recognizing this person. He was another cultivator on the Barren Sky Ranking.
This time, there were countless people who came to watch the battle. Cultivators and figures from all over the Barren State were all present.
"In that case, do you dare to participate in the battle?" at this time, someone asked.
Sage Kumu looked behind him and said loudly, "Many of you here are the top cultivators of the Barren State, enough to form a super strong army of sages and nobles. This time, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty led cultivators to invade, and this Sacred War broke out, wanting to destroy the Holy Zhi Palace and establish their way in the Barren State. Now that the battle is so fierce, if we participate, it is enough to directly change the situation. Is there anyone who is willing to join me and drive the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty out of the Barren State?"
"I am willing to fight."
"The cultivators of the Barren State are not afraid of a battle."
"Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, get out of the Barren State."
Voices echoed, and suddenly everyone was infected by the atmosphere. They stepped out, and suddenly, a mighty army was formed.
The cultivators of Zhisheng Cliffs and Xihua Sacred Mountain stood in the crowd, and their expressions changed slightly, revealing a trace of surprise.
"In that case, let's go." The cultivators stepped forward, their aura billowing, suppressing the heavens and earth.
On the other side, the Great Zhou Sacred King's eyes flashed, and he looked into the distance, then saw the army coming in this direction. His expression was extremely cold, and he looked at them coldly, saying, "You dare to be my enemy?"
His voice shook the heavens and earth, like thunder from a clear sky, wanting to break the gathered aura of the cultivators. He knew that these people were all infected by the battle and impulsively joined the battle. As long as they were shocked, it would be enough.
As expected, as soon as his voice landed, many stopped, their minds shaken. After all, this was a Sacred King, a legendary existence of the Saint Plane.
"Cultivation of the Great Path, one must stay true to one's heart, have a strong will, and have a chance to achieve the Way, like Sage Douzhan." The old Village Chief looked at the cultivators and said loudly, "Cultivation of the heart, so what if you are a saint? If you cannot look up to the heavens and earth, why seek the Way?"
Many people heard the old Village Chief's words, and their hearts trembled. This was also a saint, and the words of a saint were enlightening.
"Fight."
The army continued forward, and the Great Zhou Sacred King's expression was extremely ugly. The old Village Chief looked at him and said, "Great Zhou Sacred King, do you see? In this battle, the Great Zhou Army will be defeated. "
The Great Zhou Sacred King obviously did not expect the Sacred War to be like this. In his expectations, the army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty would be able to directly raze the Holy Zhi Palace to the ground.
But at this moment, everything was deviating from his expectations.
At this time, the light of the catastrophe of the Great Path below fell once again. Huang Xi, Yuan Zhan, Ye Futian, and the others together withstood the last of this power.
Finally, the light of the catastrophe of the Great Path above the sky gradually subsided. They had withstood it.
And the faces of the army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty around them were extremely ugly. The Divine Catastrophe had not killed them.
The Roc looked down at Douzhan's body. The golden body was still flowing with divine light. At this time, he felt that his spiritual will was about to collapse, and it was difficult to bear, but there was a smile on Ye Futian's face.
Then, he looked up and saw an army descending from the distance. He said loudly, "The cultivators of the Barren State have come to help."
"Kill."
The voice trembled between heaven and earth, and the mighty army of sages attacked the scattered Golden Phoenix Army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
Ye Futian's heart was warm, but when he looked up at the people of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, his eyes were full of coldness.
"Guard the master well," Ye Futian said. The Roc floated in the air, and then with a flap of its wings, dragging its extremely tired spiritual will, the Roc charged towards Zhou Huang.
Zhou Huang's state at this time was definitely not better than Ye Futian's. He had been injured by Sage Douzhan and was seriously injured. If not for the battle matrix, he would probably have fallen.
The Golden Phoenix Sword was raised, and Zhou Huang's body seemed to be burning. The golden sword light swallowed between heaven and earth.
Voom. The golden light shone between heaven and earth, and this space seemed to be still. Zhou Huang felt the power of rules that solidified space, and his expression was extremely ugly. He raised the Golden Phoenix Sword with difficulty, and the power of rules that could tear everything apart also tore the rules of space. The Golden Phoenix Sword stabbed towards the descending Roc.
"Bang."
The body of the Golden-winged Roc did not stop at all. It continued to swoop down, its sharp claws smashing down. The Golden Phoenix Sword was on it, but it only felt a terrible rule power blocking it, but it continued to pierce through. The incomparably bright light penetrated the Golden-winged Roc's claws, but at the same time, another sharp claw tore down and blasted on Zhou Huang's body.
Zhou Huang's body shook violently, and only felt that all his internal organs had been shattered.
"Get lost." At this time, Zhou Mian and Sage Wuliang attacked at the same time. Although they were also seriously injured, they could not watch Zhou Huang be killed. If that happened, they would not be able to answer to the Great Zhou Sacred King, and they had to attack at all costs.
The Roc opened its wings and collided with the attacks of the two. In an instant, the Roc, Zhou Mian, and Sage Wuliang were all knocked back at the same time, and the huge Roc's body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
After withstanding the light of catastrophe of the Divine Path, the power of the condensed Roc had already been damaged. Ye Futian wanted to kill the eldest son of the Great Zhou Sacred King with just one breath.
"Retreat."
In the void, an extremely cold look flashed in the eyes of the Great Zhou Sacred King as he ordered the retreat.
He knew that the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty no longer had the upper hand, and the momentum was completely reversed.
The people of the Barren State were not afraid of death, and even those who were watching the battle had participated in the Sacred War.
His eldest son, Zhou Huang, had almost died at the hands of Ye Futian, and Zhou Mian and Sage Wuliang had almost lost their ability to fight. If they did not retreat, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty would also pay a terrible price.
On the other side, the cultivators of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty who were still fighting heard the Great Zhou Sacred King's words, and retreated as they fought.
"Let's go." The divine implement wings behind Zhou Mian spread out, and he took Zhou Huang and Sage Wuliang with him as he quickly retreated.
The Roc's body once again floated in the sky, looking at Zhou Mian who was quickly retreating, its eyes extremely cold.
Voom.
The wings trembled, and in an instant, endless golden light from the wings slashed down, crazily slashing at the cultivators of the Golden Phoenix Army who had not retreated in time. In an instant, screams were heard, and no one knew how many people were killed.
Soon, the army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty retreated like the tide, and the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace returned to Ye Futian's side after chasing for a while, gathering beside the Roc.
At this time, the body of the Roc disappeared, and the figures of Ye Futian and the others appeared. He raised his head and stared at the Great Zhou Sacred King in the void, his expression still cold.
"This is just the beginning," the Great Zhou Sacred King said coldly, and his eyes swept over the cultivators present.
"Of course," Ye Futian replied. "The day the Sacred War ends is the day the Great Zhou Sacred King dies."
"You overestimate yourself." The Great Zhou Sacred King flicked his sleeves and left.
Ye Futian looked at the gradually disappearing figure, his eyes extremely determined.
Then, his body fell from the sky powerlessly. Not only him, but many cultivators in the battle matrix also exhausted their spiritual energy and fell powerlessly!
PS: The Sacred War has ended. Brothers, you can give your monthly votes now!
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