Yan Xi finally said the first sentence to Wujiang: "It's enough to destroy you."

The Qiankun Sword carried the power of chaos and slashed towards the black net with the force of splitting mountains and seas. The black net broke silently.

Wujiang's face became a little more serious, and he also took out a long sword.

It was a very beautiful sword, with a dragon-shaped hilt. Even if the black air was wrapped around, it could not suppress the fairy aura on the sword.

Yan Xi paused in his hand when he saw the sword, and a darkness flashed in his deep eyes, and slowly returned to calm.

The three of them flew into the sky, and Yan Xi raised his hand and waved a huge barrier, blocking Wuwang's pressure. The people below were finally able to breathe and stood up with support to each other.

In the barrier, Yanlong and Qingluan faced the bone dragon, and Yanxi and Ji Chi faced Wujiang. The barrier blocked all the sounds, but still could not stop everyone's fear.

Through the barrier, you can still feel the terrifying pressure. The three of them are too powerful and they cut through the void from time to time. Cracks appear in the barrier, but the barrier is always unbreakable.

In the sky, the thunder sounded even louder.

The battle in the barrier did not last long. Soon, Wujiang retreated step by step in Yan Xi's hands, and eventually lost the power of resistance and fell down.

The bone dragon flew over and caught him. Although he had lost his spiritual sense, the two black stones in his eyes flashed and dark, as if they were blinking worriedly.

Wujiang landed on the dragon's back. Seeing this scene, a touch of gentleness flashed in his eyes and disappeared soon.

He sat up with the dragon head, and faced Yan Xi, who was standing tall and expressionless, and laughed out loud.

In the sky, the black air gradually dissipated, and the covered sky was revealed. Thick thunder and lightning were circling in the sky like an angry dragon, but they could not find the target.

Wujiang snorted sarcastically, pointed to the sky, and shouted: "You chop, you chop. I want to admit defeat and I lose."

As soon as the words were finished, lightning struck.

The bone dragon hurriedly carried Wuwang to avoid it, and lightning struck the sea of ​​death without causing any waves.

The endless Dead Sea is the deepest void.

Wujiang laughed wildly: "This is the heaven, the inviolable heaven! You gave us powerful strength, why did you kill us again? Since you can't tolerate us, why didn't you let us go! We just want to survive, what's wrong! What's wrong!"

Yan Xi's deep eyes drooped slightly, put away the Qiankun Sword, and said nothing.

Ji Chi frowned and supported the barrier, blocking the curiously stretched ears around her.

“No one has ever stopped you from leaving.”

Wujiang sneered: "You think I am a fool. At that time, our Emperors of the Ten Directions broke through the void and left this world but only raised their hands."

He looked at Yan Xi, "But in the end, except him, others fell one after another. If it weren't for the incompetence of the laws of heaven, what else could it be? And what about him, the son of the laws of heaven, is not only the most talented, but even his life is his own. You, Eleventh Old, can live until now after holding his thighs."

Ji Chi looked at Yan Xi who had been silent and sighed: "Who told you that they had fallen?"

Wujiang was stunned.

Ji Chi's face finally sank: "You all went to heaven and earth at that time, how could you wait? You forced the Heavenly Way to bring down the punishment of heaven and to destroy you."

He pointed to Yan Xi: "It's him, this person you hated for tens of thousands of years. He exchanged your lives for tens of thousands of years of freedom and the maintenance of world peace."

Wujiang didn't know what he thought of, his black eyes slightly opened, his thin lips trembled, and his originally pale and colorless face turned pale: "Impossible! Impossible! How could it be!"

Ji Chi was amused: "What's impossible? Do you think, why are the others gone, but he is still alive? Do you think, why can he stay in this weakest interface? Why do you think, why did he slaughter your dragon? He really wanted to avenge me? He just wanted you to lose the power of space, force you out and send you away."

"The Emperor of the Ten Directions, except for you and Feng Tian, ​​who are smart, everyone went to the place they wanted to go. It was Yan Xi, and he who sent them away one by one with his own hands. But he was left here and slept in the dark ice cave for tens of thousands of years. Wujiang, you should know him better than me. His pride and his power cannot be bound by anyone. But for you and for you, you have been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years. Yes, I am the eleventh ten thousand years old, the Emperor of the Ten Directions, and the Ten Emperors. I don't even deserve the name and do not even have the qualification to be punished by the way of heaven, so that I can live with him until now."

Wujiang looked panicked: "They, are they really still alive?"

Seeing that he was still suspicious, Ji Chi laughed sarcastically: "Yes, everyone is alive. Only you two are self-righteous. One hides in the barrier, and the other hides underground. Even we can't find it. Tens of thousands of years, he finally committed suicide and even puts the blame on him. His conscience is really swallowed up."

Wujiang looked at Yan Xi, and his black eyes were filled with waves. He seemed to be unbelievable, but he had already believed it. Deep in his heart, the memory that had been hidden by the black air for tens of thousands of years returned to his mind, and his dark eyes gradually became clear.

He chuckled, not knowing whether it was laughing at himself or his destiny.

Ji Chi was furious and a little sympathetic. Finally, she opened her eyes and said nothing.

From beginning to end, Yan Xi's deep eyes were calm and unwavering, like a thousand-year-old ancient well, nothing could be shaken.

After a long time, Wujiang looked away from him and picked up the sword at his hand.

The fingertips stroked across the sword body, and the black air above dissipated, revealing a shiny sword body, surrounded by fairy energy, making it a rare peerless sword.

The most intense part of the immortal spirit is engraved with the word "Supreme Good".

The thin and pale fingertips stroked the two words, and the voice of Wujiang sounded faintly: "It took too long, I forgot that you have refined this sword for me."

I remembered the scene when the Divine Sword was born. The world was moving, and the illusionary light never dissipated for three days, much stronger than Yan Xi's own sword, but he gave it to himself without hesitation, and all the strong people were envious and jealous.

At that time, they were still friends.

Wujiang took out the scabbard and put the sword into the scabbard. The reluctance in his eyes flashed: "I am no longer worthy of these two words, it's time to pay you back."

After saying that, he threw the Shangshan Sword to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi caught it, and a glimmer of light flashed in his deep eyes that only he understood.

In the sky, countless electric dragons gathered together, and powerful forces seemed to destroy this world.

The electric dragon fell towards Wuwang, and the dazzling light made everyone have to raise their hands to block their eyes.

In the light, Wujiang's eyes kept falling on Yan Xi, and when the electric dragon slashed at him, he smiled. He was fearless and clear, and had an unparalleled look, just like when he first met.

A life of no boundaries, and the best is like water.

The electric dragon fell, Wujiang and the bone dragon fell, and entered the endless Dead Sea. The Tathagata was silent when he was, without causing any ripples.

Until the end, he still looked at Yan Xi with a smile.

The lightning dissipated, the clouds closed and the sun rose again.

Yan Xi clenched the sword in his hand slightly.

Ji Chi saw it and sighed silently. She was so boundless that she was worthy of being the smartest person among them.

Even if you die, he will never forget you.

All the people who were still alive looked at this scene in shock. No one expected that the unrivaled demon would have the result.

The thunder broke through the barrier of the Yanxi, Liuli flew over and held his other hand.

Feeling the warmth, Yan Xi came to his senses, held her back, smiled slightly, put her sword away, and put it into the highest place in the space.

Liuli couldn't hear their conversation, but the word "Supreme" on the sword could see clearly.

I remembered the story about the ten ancient emperors I saw in the Library a long time ago.

She remembered that the second-ranked emperor had the name Wanshou and the name Shangshan. Among the ten directions of emperors, he was the most kind, with a beautiful talent and a very elegant person. He was the closest friend of the ancient emperor who ranked first and no one knew his name.

Liuli thought, she probably knew what the number one emperor was named.

She held Yan Xi's arm tightly: "Yan Xi."

"Um?"

"The person I am holding is my innocent junior brother and my omnipotent senior brother. He is my most important person. I always believe in him and always follow him. I don't want to worry about him and be sad about him, and I don't want to be separated from him anymore. So, please be careful and protect yourself and me."

"……good."
Chapter completed!