The eighth heaven of the God Realm, the world of Shen Tian.
The wind tribe is in a blessed land with a blue sky.
At this moment, the angel army led by the light clan has broken through the gate of Biluo Qingtian Mountain, adding a touch of blood to this peaceful and beautiful scene.
The mountain gate collapsed, and the breeze was gone. The fallen bodies of Wind Clan disciples were everywhere, and the breeze was not stained with blood.
“God so loves the world that He enlightens all things!”
Under the command of an elder of the Light Tribe in the middle stage of the Divine Lord Realm, the angel army worked together to summon a great light dharma image. Although it was not as powerful as the one used by the Son of God Arthur himself, the power should not be underestimated.
Every time a ray of divine light falls, the Wind Clan's mountain-protecting formation trembles, and the faces of the Wind Clan disciples running the formation become paler.
Originally, the mountain guarding formation only needed to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Blessed Land to operate on its own, and when encountering enemies, it only required the consumption of spiritual stones and divine stones. However, after the Light Clan's repeated bombings, the Wind Clan's saved resources have been consumed by less than half.
The remaining resources still had to deal with the Light Clan's next methods, so each of the Wind Clan disciples took action personally.
Above the clear blue sky, Feng Xueruo stood on the top of the mountain holding a sword. The fighting spirit in her eyes was undisguised, and she was ready to charge into the battle at any time.
Beside her, Mu Yuyan stood, holding the Frost Snow Ning Sword in her hand.
This scene looks like it was thousands of years ago.
At that time, the Snow Clan was still there, and the Fengxue Clan and the Fengxue Clan were still on good terms...
What a pity!
The leader of the Wind Clan looked at everything in front of him and sighed deeply.
Back then, the Wind Clan was threatened by the Light Clan and had to go and besiege the Snow Clan.
The Wind Clan had something to do with the Snow Clan's destruction, and he, the leader of the clan, couldn't be separated from it.
He has always been ashamed of the dead God King of the Snow Clan and also of Feng Xueruo.
So no matter what Feng Xueruo did these years, he never stopped him.
But today, he didn't want to make the same mistake again.
"Ruo'er!"
"Here is a Great Teleportation Token. With it, you can take away three thousand Wind Clan children... I cannot escape the blame for what happened to the Wind Clan, and the responsibility of guarding the mountain gate also falls on me."
"The catastrophe of the Wind Clan should not have fallen on you today. You finally found a close friend, and you should not have lost your life here."
The leader of the Feng Clan looked at Feng Xueruo with a rare warmth in his eyes.
He sent the Great Movement Order to Feng Xueruo, then turned around and left, saying softly in a voice that only he could hear: "Ruo'er, daddy is sorry for you!"
The leader of the Wind Clan turned into a wisp of breeze and walked into the forbidden area of the Wind Clan alone.
Feng Xueruo watched his figure disappear, and squeezed the large movement order in her hand slightly, with complicated eyes.
"It's been more than 10,000 years. It's still the same as before, only caring about what I think and what I do, and never asking me what I think or what I do!"
"Compared to Uncle Xue, you are really... far behind!"
She held the Great Removal in her hand.
Even though she was chilled by the experience of the Wind Clan thousands of years ago, she is the Goddess of the Wind Clan after all, and everything about her comes from here.
How could she escape when the Wind Clan's catastrophe was coming?
"Yu Yan, keep this for me."
"If anything happens, if the Feng Clan really wants to be exterminated..."
Feng Xueruo handed over the Great Move Order to Mu Yuyan.
She didn't finish her words, but Mu Yuyan understood the meaning.
The Snow Clan was destroyed, and the Guang Clan was to blame. As the emperor of the world, Mu Yuyan had a clearer understanding of the right and wrong of grudges than Feng Xueruo.
To her, it doesn't matter whether the Wind Clan is destroyed or destroyed.
She came here just for Feng Xueruo.
"Xueruo!"
"Today, I will fight side by side with you!"
Mu Yuyan accepted the great movement order, and the ice phoenix hairpin shined brightly. The azure stream of light danced up and down, turning into a feather coat and falling on her body.
"good!"
Feng Xueruo stood with her sword in hand, looking at Mu Yuyan with extremely gentle eyes. She took out her wine bottle, turned the breeze into a wine glass, and poured the wine into it.
The gentle breeze brought the fine wine to Mu Yuyan.
"Yuyan!"
"Drink a drink with me!"
If the wind and snow raise a glass and drink, you will appear heroic.
Mu Yuyan also raised her glass and drank it in one gulp.
After the two drank the wine, one turned into the breeze and the other turned into ice and snow, and rushed out of the Wind Clan's mountain-protecting formation at extremely fast speeds.
Immediately afterwards, outside the battle formation of the angel army, an astonishing storm swept across the world on one side, while the other side turned into ice and snow, and it was extremely cold.
Although Feng Xueruo had only been promoted to the Divine Lord Realm not long ago, she had accumulated ten thousand years of cultivation, and her strength was not much worse than that of the mid-level Divine Lord Realm.
Mu Yuyan has just broken through to the realm of God Lord, but she can monopolize the entire inheritance of the Snow Clan, and her strength cannot be underestimated.
The two men rushed into battle and immediately forced the angel army to lose half of its strength.
"Goddess of the Wind Clan! You actually dare to walk out of the mountain gate and charge into the battle. All the six realms have underestimated your courage!"
"She is worthy of being the proud woman who dared to stand in front of seven tribes in the God Realm with just one sword. She is truly a hero among women!"
At this time, the elder of the Light Clan in the army also appeared in front of the two of them. Light bloomed all over his body, turning into golden magic circles to block all the attacks of the two.
His cultivation has reached the peak of the God Lord Realm. Even though part of his mind is still commanding the angel army to fight, he can still block the attacks of Feng Xueruo and Mu Yuyan without any problem.
After glancing at Feng Xueruo, his eyes fell on Mu Yuyan.
"The breath of the Snow Clan!"
"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that after thousands of years, the Snow Clan's inheritance is still alive. It's really surprising!"
"I lost a move to the Snow Clan God King back then, and I will get it back from you today!"
The elder of the Light Clan laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly grew larger, turning into an eight-armed Buddha that bloomed with light.
"My Buddha is merciful, and the two benefactors and poor monks are here to see you off on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped out an arm, shooting out thousands of lights and shadows, and the Buddha's hand fell fiercely towards Mu Yuyan.
Combining the techniques of the Light Clan with the magical powers of Buddhism, his strength is at the top of the divine master realm.
Mu Yuyan naturally did not dare to take such a powerful attack.
The Frost Cloud Ning sword turned lightly in her hand, like a flower blooming, blooming with white ice and snow, and then merged and gathered into an ice phoenix.
The ice phoenix sang loudly and bumped into thousands of Buddha's hands.
boom!
During the Buddha's Hand attack, the ice phoenix exploded instantly and turned into countless ice and snow falling down.
Mu Yuyan also took this opportunity to use her body skills to avoid it.
"The realm of wind, unfold!"
At the same time, Feng Xueruo's attack had also arrived in front of the Eight-Armed Buddha.
The power of the domain can be used in the emperor realm, and naturally it can also be used in the divine realm, and it is even more powerful.
The long sword in Feng Xueruo's hand is the Wind Clan's most precious treasure, Feng Zhi Shang. The Wind Clan's most famous magical power is named after this treasure.
"Ten thousand years of sorrow!"
When the sword falls, the wind rises in the sky, and everything is sad!
This sword contains all the sword intentions, magical powers, and even the power of laws that Feng Xueruo has comprehended.
"What a beautiful sword!"
The Eight-Armed Buddha had one arm broken, and golden blood was flowing from the wound, but he was smiling.
