Above the holy mountain, the Holy Lord Xihua looked at the holy land that had been passed down for many years, and sighed secretly in his heart.

"I originally wanted to let Xihua Holy Mountain stand on the top of Dongzhou and leave to practice, but now it seems that this wish is going to be empty." Xihua Holy Lord murmured, as if he was saying to himself.

"The senior brother worked hard for many years to make Xihua Holy Mountain a vague holy land in Dongzhou. Later, Liu Zong was extremely talented and wanted to train him to unify Dongzhou. However, his plan was in people and his achievements were in heaven. A leaf of Futian appeared in the deserted state, which made the current situation not the fault of his senior brother." A tall figure spoke beside Xihua Holy Lord.

This person is the second saint of Xihua Holy Mountain, the junior brother of Xihua Holy Lord, and the crazy saint.

The reason for this title is related to his fighting style is that the combat madman from Xihua Holy Mountain, the two brothers and brothers, jointly conquered the prosperous foundation of Xihua Holy Mountain.

However, no one expected that the world would change so quickly that the Palace of the Great Holy Dao of Desolate State rose against the trend at an unstoppable speed, grew up in turmoil, and suffered several catastrophes. Now, it finally stood firmly in the land of Jiuzhou.

During the period when Ye Futian returned to Qingzhou City, the saints did not dare to kill him and go to the Holy Dao Palace.

The returned Void Sword Saint and Jiang Sheng are all huge threats.

When Ji Sheng was confined, they did not have enough confidence.

The Saint King of Xihua looked up at the sky and sighed secretly in his heart. They grew up from Xihua Holy Mountain and had a deep affection for this holy mountain. They wanted to make Xihua Holy Mountain stand at the top of Jiuzhou Ancestral, pass on the foundation of eternal generations and pass on it from generation to generation.

After all, they know well that once you weaken, you will be easily replaced and destroyed. If you don’t move forward, you will disappear in the torrent of history.

Nowadays, the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty is a good example?

And now, it seems that it is his turn to Xihua Holy Mountain.

No one can stop the pace of the times.

He suddenly thought of Jiuzhou and asked, at that time, who would have looked at Ye Futian from the Holy Land of Jiuzhou at that time?

After Jiuzhou asked, Yu Sheng won the first place, which attracted some of their attention. But how could the figures in the kingly realm affect the overall situation of Jiuzhou? Later, the Void Sword Tomb, what he and Liu Zong wanted to do had a head-on conflict with Ye Futian, and they were destined to be irreconcilable, so they wanted to make the Taoist Palace disappear.

However, at that time, they thought that the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty was enough, but they did not expect that the first holy war was not won, so everything that happened later.

"I can't bear to bear it." Xihua Shengjun whispered.

"Teacher, keep the green mountains here." Yu Sheng beside him also spoke, and the Saint of Xihua nodded slightly.

Now that they are at an absolute disadvantage, Yue Sheng may also participate in the fight. In such a situation, even the Holy Realm figures in the Holy Light Hall will not be useful. What's more, when Ji Sheng is confined, the Holy Light Hall has its own natural barrier, which is very likely not to come out.

If they insist on staying in battle, the situation they will face will be the same as the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty. King of Zhou and King of Zhou Yan are the lessons before.

Therefore, he angrily accused the King of Zhou of the Holy King of Zhou and did not know how to abandon the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty in advance.

But it's good, reminding them to give them time to make decisions.

Since we have made a decision, Xihua Shengjun will no longer hesitate.

I saw his body slowly soaring into the air, and a faint pressure enveloped the entire Xihua Holy Mountain.

In front of the palaces of the Holy Mountain, the army stood solemnly, occupying the advantageous situation, activates formations, and is ready for a great battle at any time.

Feeling the pressure, they all looked up and looked up at the void, and saw the figure of the Saint King Xihua.

The saint of Xihua swept to the holy mountain, Liu Zong died in battle, and the two powerful men on the list of wise men were also killed. The previous battles caused the loss of Xihua Holy Mountain, and many hopeful figures of the next generation have fallen. Although there are many powerful sage figures in Xihua Holy Mountain today, they can no longer support Xihua Holy Mountain.

"My Xihua Holy Mountain stands in Dongzhou for many years and has cultivated generations of strong people. Many of you have been practicing in Xihua Holy Mountain for many years and have achieved today's achievements. Now, at the critical moment of life and death of Xihua Holy Mountain, the holy realm figures cannot attack you. I, the Crazy Holy River Rain Holy will leave. In this way, the other holy realm figures cannot move you on Xihua Holy Mountain, and they will not attack the aftermath. Next, we will rely on you to protect Xihua Holy Mountain."

The Saint King Xihua spoke loudly, as if he seemed a little tragic, but everyone keenly heard the hidden meaning.

The three saints of Xihua Holy Lord are preparing to abandon Xihua Holy Mountain and leave.

Suddenly, many people looked pale and not very good-looking. Did even the Lord of Xihua Holy Mountain give up?

"At that time, the Supreme Holy Dao Palace in Huangzhou was facing the same situation as you, so today's Supreme Holy Dao Palace, I hope that my disciples of Xihua Holy Mountain can do it." Xihua Holy Lord continued to speak. At that time, the saints of the Supreme Holy Dao Palace did not dare to return to the Dao Palace, avoiding the leading edge of Xihua Holy Mountain and the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

But even if Xihua Holy Lord said this, the morale of the powerful people in Xihua Holy Mountain was still shaken.

"Ye Futian, the lord of the Great Holy Dao Palace in the wilderness, always guarded the Dao Palace and survived and died with the Dao Palace. He is there, the Dao Palace is there, the Dao Palace is dead, he dies, what are you comparing with Xihua Holy Lord?" Dou Zhan heard that Xihua Holy Lord was actually preparing to evacuate, and he couldn't help but speak sarcastically.

At this time, the Holy Lord Xihua still wanted to shake the disciples of Xihua Holy Mountain to fight to the death with them. He did not hesitate to exchange the lives of some people in Xihua Holy Mountain to exchange for the lives of some people in his Taoist Palace. It was really despicable.

Obviously, the Holy Lord Xihua himself also understood that the situation was hopeless and irreversible. Xihua Holy Mountain could not be defended, so he decided to sacrifice the disciples of Xihua Holy Mountain in exchange for a great battle.

To him, those who practiced in the Holy Mountain of Xihua seem to be chess pieces.

The sound of fighting resounded throughout the Holy Mountain of Xihua, and everyone's hearts were shocked. There was no intention to fight. It was indeed as Dou Zhan said. Although the Taoist Palace retreated with both hands, it was because it was not them who really decided the life and death of the Taoist Palace, but Ye Futian.

Ye Futian, the lord of the Supreme Dao Palace, was always fighting side by side with the Dao Palace.

In this way, the words of the Saint King Xihua seem particularly hypocritical.

"The blessing of Xihua Holy Mountain is enough to give my disciples of Xihua Holy Mountain a power to fight. If you obsessively obsessed by the people of the Dao Palace, how to think about the outcome yourself." Xihua Holy Lord shouted coldly and continued: "This battle is controlled by you, and your destiny is in your hands."

After saying that, the figure of the Saint King Xihua rose into the air. Beside him, the Mad Saint and the Saint of Rain were all with him, standing on his side, looking at Jiang Shenghe Dou Zhan, ready to leave.

"When I announced that I would join the holy war, I was so arrogant that I now want to be this devastated dog and abandon Xihua Holy Mountain. I am worthy of being the Saint Lord of Xihua." Yu Sheng looked up and swept to Xihua Holy Lord in the sky, his voice was extremely cold.

The Holy Lord Xihua was humiliated by a junior and glanced at the Yu Sheng with a cold expression.

"After you and Ye Futian become saints, remember not to walk around at will." Xihua Saint Lord said coldly, and then the three of them flickered and evacuated.

Jiang Sheng and Fighting Battle did not chase each other. The three saints of the other side, Xihua Saint Lord and Crazy Saint, are at the same level as Jiang Sheng. Although the saint list is weaker than Jiang Sheng, Jiang Sheng and the other two wanted to stop each other's evacuation, obviously they could not do it.

"Do you know where they will go sooner or later?" Jiang Sheng said lightly. They couldn't get out of the Xia Emperor Realm.

Emperor Xia would not allow betrayal. Since that is the case, Ye Futian will grow to the day when he can kill him.

The Saint Lord Xihua snorted coldly, and the three saint realms figures Yukong left. Outside the holy mountain, countless powerful people in Huatian City saw this scene with their own eyes, and felt a little ironic.

The owner of Xihua Holy Mountain, Saint King Xihua, actually abandoned the Holy Mountain and fled.

Looking at the holy mountain that still towers in the sky, everyone in Huatian City understands.

The era that belongs to Xihua Holy Mountain is over.

The Three Saints left, and the Xihua Holy Mountain had no leader, and there was not even a person with absolute appeal. There was a pile of sand, and at this moment, the strong whispered and the people were distracted.

Even those who practice cultivation are not afraid of death.

Now that the Holy Dao Palace surrounded the mountain, the Lord of the Holy Mountain has fled. It can be seen that the ending of Xihua Holy Mountain is destined, so how can you still have the will to fight?

The belief they held on to collapse.

The entire Xihua Holy Mountain is filled with a sad atmosphere.

At this moment, a man stepped out and spoke to Jiang Shenghe Dou Zhan: "Senior, the holy war was initiated by the Holy Lord Xihua. We are just executing the order. Now the Holy Lord abandoned Xihua Holy Mountain. Xihua Holy Mountain is in name only. I am willing to surrender."

After he finished speaking, figures rose into the air, looking out of the holy mountain from the sky, and said, "We are willing to surrender too."

"Don't accept surrender." The cold and stiff voice interrupted the people of Xihua Holy Mountain, and looked at the figures outside the Holy Mountain for the rest of their lives. The body like a demon stood there, and the cold pupils swept towards the people of Xihua Holy Mountain.

If you are strong, you will destroy the Dao Palace. When the troops are at the city, how many Dao Palace disciples die in that battle, and Hua Jieyu will fall.

Ye Futian and him also suffered a life-and-death crisis. Now, it is their turn to surrender to the city?

Countless people on Xihua Holy Mountain are ashamed, can they only fight?

An old man looked at the people of Xihua Holy Mountain and said aloud: "Since they want to fight, with the blessing of my Xihua Holy Mountain Formation, let them pay the price."

Although the beliefs are broken, they are wise men after all. They have a stable mind and are already desperate, so let's fight to the death.

"The Great Zhou Holy Dynasty has been destroyed, the palace has turned into ashes, and Ye Futian and the strong Yuezhi are coming, who can you pay the price?" Dou Zhan spoke coldly, destroying the strong men of Xihua Holy Mountain with one word.

Has the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty been destroyed?

If Ye Futian was not here, he would have gone to the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

Now he will come to Xihua Holy Mountain, plus the strong Yuezhi.

Fight to the death?

What to fight to the death?

Just waiting for death.
Chapter completed!