At the darkest moment, above the broken sky, four god-like figures slowly descended.
They are surrounded by the divine light that purifies all things.
Their breath blends with the world on the verge of collapse.
They were suspended there quietly, as if they were the only guardians in this broken world.
Li Xiaoyu is wearing dark green Sect Leader Robe, with long hair and no wind.
His eyes were no longer clear, but as vast as the starry sky.
Li Xiaoyu holds the dusty Wine Gourd tightly in his hand.
He exuded an aura of chaos.
Lu Xueqi is wearing a white palace dress with fluttering skirts.
Her eyes were no longer cold, but looked down on all living beings like a god.
Lu Xueqi is holding the divine sword Tianya·Judgment in his hand.
She exudes an aura of divine judgment.
Zhang Xiaofan is wearing a black robe and has a stern face.
His eyes were no longer cold, but as vast as the universe.
Zhang Xiaofan holds the divine sword Primordial Immortal-Slaying Sword tightly in his hand.
He exudes an original aura.
Bi Yao is wearing a green skirt and has a smile as bright as a flower.
Her eyes were no longer unruly and willful, but looked down upon all living beings like a goddess.
Bi Yao Between the eyebrows, the Divine Seal of Albizia and Samsara is quietly floating and rotating.
She exuded an aura of reincarnation.
They are the last guardians of this world.
They will use their life and strength to create a new era for the world.
"It's Sect Leader!"
"It's Sect Leader, they are back!"
After a short period of dead silence, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami erupted from the broken land.
The same is true for Wan Jianyi, Daoist Daoxuan, Xiao Bai, and Zhou Yixian.
They looked at the four reborn figures, their hearts that had been silent for a hundred years trembled again, and happy smiles appeared on their faces.
"The ants."
At this moment, that cold voice sounded in their sea of consciousness again.
It's Demon Lord, the terrifying existence that destroys everything.
Demon Lord looked at the four small figures that exuded terrifying pressure.
"You are very good."
"You are qualified to be my opponent."
"You are equally qualified to cook my food."
After the words fell, it no longer hesitated.
The huge body trembled violently.
"Boom!"
A dull roar sounded from it.
A destructive aura that was several times more terrifying than before erupted from it, turning into pitch-black tentacles and heading towards the four sacred figures.
"Humph."
"Come on."
Li Xiaoyu looked at the overwhelming black tentacles and murmured softly.
"Let me see what your so-called Demon Lord is capable of."
He stretched out his right hand and waved it gently in the air.
Following his movements, the dusty Wine Gourd in his hand once again burst into bright golden light.
A huge golden vortex slowly formed in front of him.
The vortex rotates slowly, exuding an aura that swallows all things.
"Swallow!"
As he shouted, the golden vortex erupted with unprecedented suction.
Those pitch-black tentacles that were supposed to destroy Divine Land, the moment they came into contact with the golden vortex, were swallowed up by the little gourd like all rivers returning to the sea.
The world seemed to quiet down at this moment.
Only the young man in green, holding the gray Wine Gourd, quietly suspended in mid-air, and the huge figure who was stunned with shock were left.
Li Xiaoyu's domineering words were like thunder, exploding in the hearts of every survivor.
The heart shrouded in despair and fear rekindles the flame of hope.
There is still hope for them!
There is this god-like first ancestor Sect Leader!
These four sons of destiny are enough to protect the world!
"Sect Leader mighty!"
I don't know who was the first to shout.
This cry seemed to light a fuse.
Green Cloud Mountain Above the ruins, all the surviving monks, regardless of good or evil sects, all roared like mountains and tsunamis.
"Guard Divine Land!"
"Fight the evil together!"
"Guard Divine Land!"
"Fight the evil together!"
Their voices converged into an unyielding will.
That will broke through the sky and tore apart the dark red sky shrouded in darkness.
It brought long-lost light to this desperate land.
Wan Jianyi looked at the excited survivors below, and his heart, which had been silent for a hundred years, trembled violently again.
"Everyone."
He looked at them with a firm voice.
"Although we are old."
"But we can still fight again!"
"We can't let them face this alone!"
"We must use our own strength to build the final barrier for them and for the world!"
His words were full of pride and ambition.
After hearing this, all the survivors were shocked.
They set their sights on the legendary sword god who was old but unwilling to give up.
Fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.
"Yes!"
They roared in unison at the god-like existence.
Their voices were full of determination.
"Okay."
Wan Jianyi looked at them and smiled happily.
"In that case, let's get started."
He said without any further hesitation.
Wan Jianyi activated the sword intention that had been silent for a hundred years without reservation.
"Buzz!"
A clear sword cry exploded in his sea of consciousness.
A desolate and domineering sword intent erupted from him.
The sword intent behind him condensed into a giant sword that reached the sky a hundred feet high.
The giant sword exudes the pressure to cut off cause and effect and destroy illusions.
"Set up the formation!"
Wan Jianyi roared at the survivors who were ready below.
Following his voice, Puhong abbot, Faxiang of Heavenly Sound Temple, Jin Ping'er of the Holy Mother Sect, Xiao Bai and East Sea, the sea emperor of the sea clan, took action at the same time.
They mobilized Cultivation without reservation.
"Great Brahma Prajna!"
"Holy Mother Descends!"
"Four Seas United!"
Several completely different forces merged together.
They turned into a sacred storm and headed towards the land shrouded in darkness.
"Boom!"
Loud noises continued to explode in the air.
A violent energy storm swept around.
The dark land that was supposed to destroy Divine Land was actually blocked by this storm.
It is even receding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A protective formation composed of three parties and covering the entire Divine Land was formally formed.
The formation exuded terrifying pressure.
It blocks the energy of evil spirits from Divine Land.
Reserve the last pure land for this land shrouded in darkness.
"Okay."
Li Xiaoyu looked at the protective formation exuding a sacred aura below, with a happy smile on his face.
He knew he was not alone.
Behind Li Xiaoyu, there are hundreds of millions of Divine Land creatures who are unwilling to bow to fate.
Li Xiaoyu turned his attention to the three companions beside him.
His eyes are full of confidence.
"Let's get started."
Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan, and Bi Yao all nodded heavily when they heard this.
They no longer hesitate to reserve.
They will take half a step into the Saint Realm's Cultivation and mobilize without reservation.
Cyan Daoyun, blue thunder, five-color origin, green vitality.
Four top powers merge together.
They turned into a storm of destruction and headed towards the huge figure.