The morning light gradually rose.

Although there is morning and sunset, the Jiuxiaotian does not have direct sunlight, and there is no change in the four seasons. This is true for every layer of Xiaotian. Moreover, the climate and environment here are very suitable for the growth of plants and trees.

After a night of frost and dew, new buds have sprouted on the mound formed by the collapse of the plateau. From a distance, it looks like an extremely huge grave.

The coalition forces lined up and then slowly moved towards the rear of the hill.

Soon, Mingyue and the fifth princess used the Tongtian Divine Art and the Shuttle of Destiny to jointly open a Tianmen.

Because it is shackled by the laws of space, this Tianmen is not big. Just like the gates of ordinary wealthy families, it can accommodate four people to enter side by side at most.

The first to enter the Tianmen is the King of Growth. He needs to be responsible for leading the way to the rescue, followed by immortal generals, and then by those soldiers with severe injuries.

Seeing the army slowly walking in, Mingyue's eyebrows frowned deeply.

Too slow.

Feng Wanxue, who was standing beside him, quickly revealed the number: Even if we pass through a row every second, there are now 500,000 heavenly soldiers, and it will take about 34 hours to complete it. Can we increase the Heavenly Gate a little longer?

No. The fifth princess answered immediately. She looked back at the dense troops. She suggested to Mingyue: Otherwise, let Youxutian and the demon clan leave first, and the heavenly soldiers finally evacuate.

Mingyue pondered for a moment, and she nodded slowly: It would be better for the heavenly soldiers to leave in the end. They were on the clouds, as long as they were not entangled by those destructive warships, there would be no danger for the time being.

Now that the army on the ground was lined up to retreat, the heavenly soldiers, countless immortal generals, and the gods and immortals in the sky were all treated solemnly on the auspicious clouds in front of the hills, it would be no exaggeration to say that they were cut off.

Perhaps the battle last night was too cruel. There was no movement on Ziwei Emperor Ziwei throughout the morning, as if they didn't know that a Tianmen was opened behind the hill, nor did they know that Youxutian and the army of the demon clan were retreating.

Until noon, when smoke rose from Youxutian, Emperor Ziwei finally sent several gods to investigate.

Of course, Ding Ling, Erlang Shen and others who were still in a rage were greeted.

As soon as they fought, the gods retreated directly into the formation, letting Ding Ling and Erlang Shen shout and scold in front of the formation, and Emperor Ziwei did not move at all.

All of them are the Demon-Slaying Emperors, but they can't even change the various bad habits that are tainted by the world. What kind of system is it?

Emperor Ziwei raised his eyebrows gently, and he whispered Ding Ling in his heart.

However, Edmundley, who was beside him, frowned slightly, and she heard a trace of unusualness from the tone of Emperor Ziwei.

She looked at Ziwei Emperor in surprise, her eyes flashed a few times, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she couldn't help but say: Ziwei Emperor, don't you know the opposite side is retreating?

Emperor Ziwei replied calmly: I know.

Edmundley was slightly stunned: Then why didn't you attack yet

Ziwei Emperor closed his eyes and said softly: Since they are leaving, let them go. Now that the Demon Emperor and the Nine Heavens Xuannv have returned, you think you can beat them.

Edmundley choked

She had to admit that she was not afraid of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, and that the so-called strongest god general Erlang Shen in the Heavenly Court was not afraid of the fiercest dragon. As for the great god of the Three Altars Sea Club, although the child's magic weapon was amazing, it was already severely damaged yesterday. So, she still didn't take it seriously.

But for Ding Ling, she really felt a deep fear from the bottom of her heart.

She saw Ding Ling directly destroying a destructive giant beast facing the blue light that was enough to seriously injure a true god of nirvana. Moreover, the tyranny that Ding Ling showed when he grabbed the Ziwu Apricot Yellow Flag before made her feel even more shocked until now.

When the Demon Emperor heard this name, he knew that he was now ranked as the supreme of the Heavenly Court and could be regarded as one of the six giants of the Heavenly Court on an equal footing with the Ziwei Emperor.

Edmundley thought that she was not as good as him, regardless of her realm or her fierceness.

But she was not willing to accept it and snorted gently: Since the strongest demon-sweeping emperor on the opposite side has taken action, why don't you take action?

Emperor Ziwei turned his head and looked at her, with a smile on his face.

Edmundley was slightly shocked in her heart. She knew deeply that when Emperor Ziwei raised this expression, it meant that he was already a little angry. So Edmundley immediately lowered her head and stopped talking.

Emperor Ziwei withdrew his gaze and said lightly: If I don’t take action, there is naturally my reason, but I just can’t let you know.

After Emperor Ziwei finished speaking, he walked down from the gods and walked slowly in the air.

He seemed to have taken steps casually, but every step took a thousand meters away. In just a few steps, he walked to the forefront of the battle formation.

Ding Ling was clenching his fists on the auspicious clouds. From yesterday to this morning, he found that the Ziwu Apricot Yellow Flag was still tenaciously fighting him, so he had to clench his fists all the time to control this innate treasure.

When he saw the appearance of Emperor Ziwei, he glared at his eyes, screamed strangely, and then his body turned into glare.

Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed in the air, and with a golden horse trainer, he slashed heavily at Ziwei Emperor

Emperor Ziwei raised his eyebrows, and the purple holy robe on his body was windless, and a colorful light rose from behind his head.

Above the clear light, a pair of big hands headed towards Ding Ling's Xuanyuan Sword Qi.

I heard a sharp roar in the air, and in an instant, a dark phantom appeared in the entire bright air.

This is the space torn apart.

Those big hands steadily supported Ding Ling's Xuanyuan Sword.

Come again

Ding Ling roared, instantly elevating his realm to the extreme.

He called out the formation all morning today, and Emperor Ziwei didn't even let go, but now he dared to come out automatically. Ding Ling was really desperate.

After shouting, the sword flying in the Demon Slaying Art was directly formed, and a purple light rushed towards the chest of Emperor Ziwei.

The transformed hands of Emperor Ziwei put together in front of him, blocking Jian Fei again.

I only say a few words.

Emperor Ziwei looked at Ding Ling, and his eyebrows frowned a few times.
Chapter completed!