Chapter 2245 Return to the Heavens

"Too gorgeous!"

Qin Li almost went crazy.

The moral fairy bow held tightly in the hand.

This is a relic of Taihua, with scriptures carved by him on it.

Most of them were about Shinto knowledge, and they were also the last gifts given to Qin Li.

He is the incarnation of Qin Li and a god respected by all living beings. Once the heavens are destroyed, Taihua will sacrifice without hesitation.

"Master of the Lingtai Temple, you have made me lose many relatives and friends!" Qin Li's eyes were scarlet, full of hatred, but he still remained rational.

The sacrifice of Supreme Taihua.

This gave Qin Li a chance to escape.

So he flew across the sky, successfully boarded the fairy ship, and sat in the center.

Coupled with the recoil of the immortal cannon and the efforts of the heavenly emperors, the immortal ship finally broke free from the chains of hell, soared into the sky, and began to float.

"Activate the Immortal Kingdom Wings, let's retreat!" Qin Li was cold and ordered to activate the last resort, the Immortal Kingdom Wings.

On both sides of the heavenly fairy ship, fairy tracks are intertwined, turning into seventy-two pairs of cyan wings, like Kunpeng wings, like a fan in the sky, stirring the fairy wind and pushing the huge fairy ship.

The speed increases step by step, surpassing the extreme.

The Immortal Saint designed three major back-ups, the Immortal Ship Blessing, the Supreme Immortal Cannon, and finally the Immortal Kingdom Wings, just to prevent trouble, to be able to escape, and not to fall into passivity.

"You quickly board the ship and retreat to the heavens."

Qin Li drew his bow.

Shoot three merit arrows.

Passing through the air, aiming at the three Yamas.

This arrow has limited power and cannot kill them.

But it succeeded in disturbing the ancient Yama, the twilight Yama, and the extinguished Yama for a moment.

"Walk!"

Baili Sword escapes.

Li Pingan and the Emperor of Heaven return.

Boarding the fairy ship means escaping from hell.

"You can't run away because the fairy ship is too bloated!"

The three Yamas were furious and came after him, wanting to board the ship and want to fight again.

Qin Li's eyes glowed coldly: "Guys, there is no need to give any more gifts. I will give you this little gift!"

The words fell.

boom!

The cabin cracked.

The ancient stars fell out.

This time, they brought a total of thirty-three stars.

The previous two rounds of explosions had eighteen stars, but now the remaining fifteen stars poured out and hit the three Yamas.

Boom boom boom——

There was a continuous roar.

Stars bloom one after another!

The converging waves of destruction swept across half of the Ancient Burial Hell.

The hell was smashed through, exposing the ruins below. Even the Supreme Yama did not dare to resist directly and could only retreat.

The heavenly fairy ship abandoned the heavy stars and felt relaxed. Its speed surged. Coupled with the shock wave formed by the explosion, the fairy ship was pushed. Although the stern was shattered, it did accelerate several times.

call out--

Like an arrow leaving the string.

The fairy ship climbed straight up and turned into a fairy rainbow.

"We must not let them escape this time!"

"We're going to catch up with all our strength!"

"Hurry up!"

The three great Yamas exclaimed.

After spending so much money, Qin Li must not be let go.

The leader of the Lingtai Temple glanced at the departing fairy ship and said calmly: "It's almost time. It's time for me to leave and return to the Lingtai Temple!"

"What!"

Buried Ancient Yama frowned:

"You can't leave until the heavens are destroyed!"

The master of the Lingtai Temple floated away, unstained by the dust, leaving only one sentence:

"I don't want to help anyone, I just want to maintain the balance. Now that the heavens have lost Supreme Taihua, their strength has plummeted, and there is no need for me to take action anymore."

If Yama destroys the heavens in this battle, it will definitely accelerate the birth of heaven. They don't want to see this happen, so they choose to maintain the status quo.

"Fencerider!"

At dusk, Yama cursed with disdain.

Nirvana Yama asked: "Buried Ancient, are we still chasing after him?"

Ancient Burying Yama glanced at the fairy ship going away, and felt angry in his heart.

"It's useless to catch up. We are in a weak position now. It seems that this carefully prepared encirclement and suppression can only end in failure. However, killing Taihua Supreme is also a big gain."

Dusk Yan Luo said anxiously: "Burn Gu, don't be careless. Qin Li's progress is too fast. If he is promoted to the Holy Eighth or even the Holy Ninth in a short time, we will be met with destruction."

Jie Mie Yan Luo clenched his fists and secretly said with hatred: "It's no wonder that the master of Lingtai Guan, who eats everything inside and outside, refuses to cooperate. Otherwise, if we pursue him, even if we can't kill Qin Li, we can still inflict heavy damage."

Hear this!

The ancient Yama is buried in sorrow.

But he was used to strong winds and waves.

Therefore, he quickly came up with a countermeasure and ordered:

"Lingtai Temple and Wugong Mountain are unreliable. We still need to strengthen ourselves."

"You first help Vacuum and the others reshape their bodies and revive their strength. Then collect dark matter and build an altar. I want to communicate with the way of heaven."

That’s it!

The battle subsided.

On the fairy ship, the atmosphere was depressing.

Although he escaped with difficulty, he was defeated miserably.

A huge amount of resources were consumed, but a supreme being and all kinds of heroes were lost.

"I blame my poor use of troops. I didn't expect Lingtai Temple, Wugong Mountain, let alone Hell to take the initiative and attack the rear."

Qin Li stood at the bow of the ship, taking over the responsibility, with a depressed expression, holding the moral fairy bow in his hand, his lips trembling slightly, full of anger.

"I don't blame you. Who would have thought that two transcendent forces would not only actively participate in the war, but also help the evildoers." Baili Jian patted Qin Li on the shoulder.

Li Ping'an was covered in wounds and gritted his teeth: "He was clearly harmed by heaven and fell here, but now he is helping his enemies. It's disgusting."

Chu Qingyin was worried and comforted him: "Husband, you have done very well. If we were not decisive at the critical moment, we would have died."

"Yeah!"

Qin Li nodded.

No more replies.

He felt heavy in his heart and didn't want to talk.

The depressing atmosphere lasted until two days later.

The Celestial Fairy Ship returned to the heavens and sailed all the way to Qianyuan.

On the road.

It was devastated.

And Qianyuan suffered the heaviest losses.

The 32 beautiful states in the past.

Each has a different landform, a variety of styles, and each has its own characteristics.

Now they have all become wasteland, with billions of miles of emptiness and no trace of life.

Only the Dizhou, in another layer of time and space, avoided the catastrophe and retained a fire of the Qianyuan cultivator.

"Ah——"

Dugu Lao Mo sighed.

Unable to bear to look directly, he simply closed his eyes.

This time the loss was too great, it can be said to be a miserable defeat.

In the sky, dark clouds were densely covered, and heavy rain poured down, as if the world was crying.

"My husband, you are finally back." Xia Yufei and several other women stood on the Du Nan Xianzhou, and they were so excited that they shed tears.

"I am glad that you are all right." Qin Li saw that his family was safe, and his gloomy face was slightly relieved: "Where are they all?"

Mo Yao pointed inside: "They are all in the cabin world, holding a funeral."

Everyone's heart tightened.

They hurried into the cabin to attend the funeral.

The green mountains are long and the sky is clear, and there are mourning songs in all directions.

Confucian immortals, demon Buddhas, demon heroes, Taoist heroes, sword heroes, and many other dead in the war, their graves stand next to the six great ape saints.

There are too many dead people, and the lonely graves are piled up and turned into cemeteries.

There are also many innocent people whose names are unknown. They died too hastily, and only tall immortal monuments can be erected to symbolize the countless fallen lives.

"I am late!"

Qin Li walked through the crowd, his heart heavy.

"I am glad that you are all safe." The two immortals of Danqi were both wearing plain white mourning clothes.

They wanted to smile when they saw the soldiers returning, but the death of Ruxian was such a huge blow to them that they couldn't control their emotions and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Don't force it."

Qin Li offered incense and flowers to the deceased.

Dugu Lao Mo said sadly: "A few days ago, they drank with me, but I didn't expect it to be a farewell, life and death forever."

The Demon Lord gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy: "With the qualifications of the three heroes of the Demon Buddha, if they were given another thousand years, they would definitely be great emperors, and they wouldn't die so aggrieved."

The Master held the measuring ruler and sighed sadly: "After all, fate is too ruthless, and it is not up to people at all. There are too many people who should not die."

The old monk of Foya looked at the tombstone of the Demon Buddha, his eyes flashing with sadness, he sat on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to recite the scriptures for salvation.

"We must kill the Zhenkong Evil Buddha with our own hands and annihilate his mark." A group of immortals gritted their teeth, and they trembled with anger when they thought of the death of Ruxian.

The price of this failure was too heavy. Although no one said it, their confidence in defying the heavens was severely hit. They no longer had any ambitions and even became a little timid.

"Ah!"

Chaos shook his head and sighed in his heart.

After all, he couldn't escape his fate.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't reverse the general trend.

There were many heroes in the world, but they were defeated again and again. It was difficult to organize a large-scale attack.

Where is the hope of defying the heavens?