Immortal Martial God Chapter 2045: Final decision

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Er Yi is free to move around. She walked around Xiang Nan's ice sculpture a few times, and said: "Yi Xiangnan's current injuries, I am afraid that only Emperor Xuanwu can save him."

"You have a way, first replace the Emperor Xuanwu, to contain the Xinghai for a while, let the Emperor come back to save Xiang Nan."

Many elders did not answer, and they walked down to check Xiang Nan's injuries. After reading them, all the elders took a breath.

"What kind of injury is this?"

He said in a deep voice: "It was stabbed by the God of War sword of the Protoss. The God of War sword is the weapon of the **** of faith of the Protoss. The injuries it causes cannot be cured unless it is a powerful person."

Hearing this, the elders whispered and nodded one after another. They had new judgments about Xiang Nan's opposition to the Shining God Cult.

An elder who seems to be of a very high seniority said: "The Great Emperor cannot be replaced. Except for his deity, no one can hold on to Xinghai for two seconds."

"However, all of our elders act together, and it should be possible to save Xiang Nan."

"But we need at least three hours."

He said: "It's been too long."

The great elder said: "As you said, we don't have a second choice. It should not be too late. Let's start now."

"Be sure to guard the Hall of the Elders, and don't let anyone rush in and disturb, otherwise I will be burned with jade and stone when I wait for Xiang Nan."

After all, many elders sat cross-legged around Xiang Nan, divided into nine layers, front and back, inside and out.

All of these elders, the last row put their hands on the shoulders of the second-to-last elders, while the second-to-last row puts their hands on the shoulders of the third-to-last elders, and so on, until the first In one row, all the elders placed their hands on Xiang Nan's ice sculpture.

Fan noticed that when these elders rescued Xiang Nan, they did not dissolve the ice on Xiang Nan's body in advance, but treated directly in the ice.

Fan Yi grabbed the Xuantian Sword and rushed out of the Elder Hall. She handed the Xuantian Sword to the bald-headed Xuanwu master, and said: "Take it!"

The bald master was surprised and said: "You give me this kind of treasure to use?"

Fan had a solemn expression, and said: "I'm just a clone, and my strength is too far behind the deity. Only in your hands can this Xuantian sword exert a more powerful effect."

The master said: "But... you don't have the Xuantian Sword. Once the enemy rushes up, it will be difficult for you to protect yourself."

He gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't matter whether I die or not. The important thing is that Xiang Nan can't die! Hold it for me!"

The master was cruel, grabbed the Xuantian sword, and said: "I will not let down your hopes."

After finishing the explanation, I returned to the Palace of the Elders and placed the half of the Dao Power Crystal on Xiang Nan’s ice sculpture, saying: "This crystal has half of it left, and it should be able to promote Xiang Nan to the Heavenly Tribulation. Sevenfold."

"His realm has improved, which will help the wound heal."

The elders exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

Time, one minute and one second passed. Except for the first mountain road, Xiaoque pinned the three silver masters and kept them from making further progress. The other five mountain roads were all moving forward in an orderly manner.

They broke through the third and second levels successively, and moved on.

At this time, only one hour has passed.

The time for the believers to rush to the top of the mountain is much faster than everyone expected!

Because they only rationally analyzed the progress of the believers, but ignored a very important factor, that is morale!

Once the believers break through the levels one after another, when they come to the second and the first level, when they see victory in sight, they suddenly burst into unprecedented fighting spirit!

This kind of fighting spirit is called full effort!

The Xuanwu master had already wandered desperately, holding the Xuantian Sword, he kept rushing to the five mountain roads, and forcibly forced the silver envoys on each mountain road back.

But those silver envoys, once encountered an attack by the Xuantian Sword, they immediately chose to avoid, and the other four mountain roads stepped up their offensive.

When the master holding the Xuantian sword went to other mountain roads to support, the silver envoy on this mountain road seized the time and quickly counterattacked.

There is only one Xuantian sword, but there are five mountain roads that are expected to break through.

At this time, even worse news came.

Someone shouted: "Pioneer fighters, only the last thirty people are left!"

The Vanguard Warrior is the only one who can hold the Silver Envoy. Once the Vanguard Warrior is lighted up, the Silver Special Envoy will have no opponents who can resist even a little, and will flood up like a flood bursting a bank.

"How long has it been, how long has it been!" Fell grabbed a guard who was guarding the Elder's Hall and asked harshly.

The guard hurriedly said: "It has just been two hours, and there is one hour left."

Looking into the hall of the elders, Xiang Nan, who was in the ice, was partially healed, but there was still a gap between the lowest limit of life-saving.

"No, believers are coming up fast!" A master of the Xuanwu clan shouted hoarsely.

The fourth, sixth mountain road, the believers are already storming the last level, and the level is about to collapse.

The slasher gritted his teeth and cruelly said: "You can't hold it anyway, let's make the final decision! Retreat all the basalt fighters from the mountain road and concentrate on protecting the elder hall!"

"If you do this, you can buy more time. It's better than being broken one by one by others."

The palace of the elders also found that the general situation was gone, so one of the elders sighed and said: "Collectively return to defense and defend the elders' palace!"

Give an order, all the Xuanwu fighters retreat like a tide.

"Little Sparrow! Come back!" That fetish also summoned the little Sparrow back.

The tens of thousands of masters of the Xuanwu clan, by this time, they have lost more than 70%, leaving only the last 10,000.

The master holding the Xuantian sword shouted: "Go back to the area of ​​the elder hall. The elder hall has its own protective barrier, which can help resist for a period of time."

More than 10,000 masters of the Xuanwu tribe, all returned to the vicinity of the elder hall, and at the same time, the elder hall shook slightly, and a light curtain enveloped the elder hall and all the Xuanwu people.

The tidal waves, black and heavy believers also rushed up. After a long and fierce battle, they finally set foot on the infinite mountain.

All the believers raised their arms and shouted.

Eighteen special silver envoys gathered together and said loudly: "Take down the palace of the elders, **** the heart of talent, and take away Xiang Nan! I want to see people alive, and a corpse when I die!"

Er Yi holds Xiang Nan's Blade of the Dead, and is also ready.

The Blade of the Dead, although it is a grade lower than the Xuantian Sword, it is also the best weapon she can find so far.

"Strike!" At this time, eighteen silver envoys gave their final orders together.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of believers began to bombard the light curtain of the elder hall. Countless gang energy, sword light, sword light, spear light, exercises, martial arts, massive amounts of sprinkled toward the light curtain.