Chapter 2485 Human Reinforcements

Old Xinglong said: "Zimei, why do you have to do this? If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of firewood burning. Let's retreat to Tianwu Sect first. There will always be a way to eliminate Ying Jiekong."

Old Zimei shook his head and said: "You just saw that Dacheng Tianjun, Jinge Tianjun and Xueyao Tianjun were killed instantly by Ying Jiekong. You should also understand the strength of the supreme level masters. If I don't hold him back, at least half of you will die in his hands. Stop talking nonsense, listen to me, retreat quickly, for the foundation of Emperor Zun! Don't let me die with regrets."

Sima Zun felt very uncomfortable. He had always wanted to get rid of Zimei and Qijiwu, who were annoying guys, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Zimei was the most loyal person.

Although he was loyal to Emperor Tianwu and Tianwu Sect, not Sima Zun.

At this moment, the human masters were still desperately resisting, but the collapse was irreversible. In less than a moment, dozens of Tianjun were swallowed by the army of remnant gods.

Sima Zun made a prompt decision, "Retreat!"

More than 400 human Tianjuns ran towards the south of Tianlei City without looking back, like dogs that had lost their homes, afraid that they would not run fast enough.

The crowd dispersed at once, and the remnant gods followed them madly.

Everyone was a master of Tianjun level. They crossed the star field in the blink of an eye. The range they could escape was too large. If they were not focused on killing one person, they would lose the person in an instant. wavv

"Let us follow!" Many masters hiding in the dark set off one after another.

The High Priest of Tianyu gave orders to Zhao Ke, Chen Yao, Gu Yi and other Tianjuns, "You don't need to fight now, sneak into the Nebula Continent immediately and take root there first."

"Yes, sir."

Some remnant gods left the battle and turned around to sneak under the nebula. The human race had been defeated and could not protect itself, so they had no time to take care of the remnant gods who sneaked into the Nebula Continent.

In order to avoid being caught alone, many masters from the six major sects still gathered together to escape and did not disperse.

They all knew very well that if they were left alone, there would be two results. One was that they would not attract the attention of the remnant gods and escape successfully.

But once they were targeted by the remnant gods, several powerful remnant gods would chase them from behind, which was almost a dead end.

So they chose to escape in a group, so that they could rely on the power of everyone to deal with the pursuers.

The battlefield instantly expanded to several star fields. Countless remnant gods were chasing the human race's Tianjun, while the high priests Tianyu, Fengshen and Hongxia were chasing the masters of Tianwu Sect.

Only the old man Zimei and Ying Jiekong were still in place, without moving a step.

There were more than a dozen divine guards beside Ying Jiekong, and behind the old man Zimei, the seven extreme warriors did not leave. They chose to stay with the old man Zimei.

They were the backbone of Tianwu Sect. If even they fled, Tianwu Sect would really have no hope.

"Zimei, do you know that you will die in my hands?" Ying Jiekong said.

The purple-browed old man said, "If this is my fate, I will accept it."

"You are really a loyal dog raised by the Tianwu Emperor." Ying Jiekong sneered, "I don't like killing dogs, but if there is a dog blocking the way, I will kill it too. Die!"

Ying Jiekong slapped his palm, and a huge shadow of the God Lord emerged from the void. The huge fist smashed the starry sky, annihilating all the brilliance, and the entire universe and starry sky turned into a dark place.

Only the cold and silent fist was hidden in the darkness, falling towards the head of the purple-browed old man.

The purple-browed old man drew out the purple thunder stick and counterattacked in the air. Billions of purple electric whiskers wrapped around the giant fist.

Bang!

The purple thunder stick collided violently with the giant fist of the God Lord. The purple-browed old man retreated three steps and his face turned three points paler.

"I said, you are not my opponent, Prisoner of Heaven and Earth!"

Ying Jiekong slapped his palm, and a huge energy vortex enveloped the Purple Eyebrow Elder. The Star Dragon Elder, Tianshou Elder and other masters wanted to attack, but they did not dare to get too close, because once they were entangled by the energy vortex, the end could be imagined.

"You barbarians from outside the domain dare to be so presumptuous!"

The entire starry sky suddenly tore a crack, and a snow-white giant sword of opening the sky fell from the sky, directly hitting Ying Jiekong's chest at the speed of thunder.

Bang!

Ying Jiekong's face turned pale, and the whole person retreated a hundred feet. The countless divine energy behind him flowed into wings, curbing the momentum of retreat, and barely stopped his body.

"Who is it?" Ying Jiekong's eyes were gloomy. Although he was not seriously injured, his chest hurt.

I saw a huge white void door of a thousand feet opened in the sky, and densely packed Tianjun masters poured out from it.

Sima Zun, Chu Sitong, Fang Li, Dong Qianzhong and others were overjoyed as if they had seen a savior.

Especially Jian Wuhen and Jian Yunqing, the two brothers fought bloody battles and were covered with wounds. Although the nine sword masters of the Buried Sword Pavilion were all alive, they would certainly be overwhelmed by the army of the Remnant God without this timely support.

Jian Wuhen and Jian Yunqing hugged each other's shoulders and supported each other, their faces filled with excitement.

Because among the hundreds of Heavenly Lords, one was their father, Jian Wuyi, the first sword cultivator of the Nebula Continent!

"The Pavilion Master is here!" Jian Wuhen said happily.

Jian Yunqing said: "I thought my father was in seclusion at the Emperor Peak and would not come to participate in the battle, but I didn't expect him to come anyway."

"The Pavilion Master has always hated evil and the Remnant God is so arrogant, there is no reason for him not to come." Jian Wuhen said.

The old man with purple eyebrows wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing a trace of relief, "It's the masters of the Burial Sword Pavilion, the Luo family in the Western Regions, and the Demon Clan in the Western Regions! They are rushing to support us."

Dugu smiled and sighed: "They are not late at last. With their reinforcements, we still have hope in this battle."

The three men in the lead fell from the sky and gathered with the old man with purple eyebrows. It was obvious that these three people had a good relationship with the old man with purple eyebrows.

The gray-haired old man standing on the left was the master of the Burial Sword Pavilion. He had a thin face and was ordinary, but at this moment he was like a sword that could open the sky. A trace of breath and a look made people feel fearful.

His eyes were like a sword, as if as long as he glared at a person, the whole person would be cut directly.

Seeing Jian Wuyi, the most complicated mood was Jian Wuxin who was hiding in the dark. He was Jian Wuyi's elder brother. He should have been the master of the Burial Sword Pavilion, but it was a pity that he lost to Jian Wuyi's tiger-like desire to win.

Now, Jian Wuxin already possesses the power of the Supreme, but Jian Wuxin is still stuck at the threshold and cannot enter for a long time.

The Human Emperor deliberately provoked: "Brother Jian, your brother seems to want to stop our plan, what should we do?"

Jian Wuxin remained silent.

The young man standing in the middle was very tall and mighty, a head taller than the Purple Eyebrow Old Man and Jian Wuxin. He was barefoot and shirtless, with bronze skin emitting a bright luster. He had thick and hard black hair, which fell wildly and disorderly to his waist like strands of iron wire.