When they rushed to the palace from the passage, Feng Sanyuan and Su Xi, who were forced to go to the forefront, stood in the palace with each other. Under the pressure of the strong and their attacks, in addition to internal injuries, the blood on their bodies was flowing, and they were almost unable to hold on.

"Go away!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The shouting sounded, and Zhao Yang's parents rushed towards the two flying fairy powerhouses. In an instant, a huge spark burst out from their bodies. The two flying fairy powerhouses who were originally guarding each other frowned slightly and raised their hands to wave an airflow to block them.

The sparks burst out with a loud bang, and huge light and flames suddenly rushed up. When the cultivators raised their sleeves and covered their eyes to block the fire, Feng Sanyuan and Su Xi quickly left.

Zhao Yang's parents turned into light in the fire and disappeared into the air. Until they died, they tried to win a chance to survive for Feng Sanyuan and Su Xi.

They have long been dead for ghost cultivators. Now they can exchange their lives for a glimmer of hope for their master's relatives. They think it is worth it.

When the flying fairy strong men looked up again, the figures of the two were gone in front of them. Seeing this, they sneered: "The two ants also want to escape from our noses? Is it possible?"

One of the Feixian strong men swept his spiritual sense and said to two of them: "They went to the palace ahead, you two went to deal with them, and we will go back and commit suicide."

"Yes." Two of the early stage monks of the Feixian responded, lifted their energy and rushed forward, while the others turned around and left.

Just two people can't make a big difference, nor can they escape the palm of the Feixian strong man. The order they received was to destroy the palace and kill all the people here. Now, when they can see everything they see, they are all corpses. As long as they solve those two more, the mission should be completed.

Su Xi helped the seriously injured Feng Sanyuan swept forward. She was so physically exhausted that she forced herself to hold on. As she walked, blood oozed out of the wound and dripped on the ground, leaving traces along the way.

"Husband, you hold on, you must hold on..." She didn't know what to say, but she was so confused that she just let him hold on over and over again, just to tell him and herself.

"Su, Su Xi, where is Ye'er?" Feng Sanyuan spitted blood in his mouth and asked weakly. If it weren't for Su Xi's support, he would have been afraid that he would have been unable to walk.

"He is very good, he is very safe." Su Xi said in a low voice, helping him walk with difficulty. Even though he knew he could not escape, he was unwilling to give up waiting for death.

Seeing that the palace was right in front, flames rushed up from around to wrap the entire palace. They escaped from the front and wanted to retreat without a way out. She stood there in a daze, and fell into despair.

"There is no way... Sanyuan, I think we can't escape."

She murmured, "There are fires on three sides here, but behind her, there are strong Feixian people chasing them. How can they escape? Where can they escape?"

"Su, Su Xi, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you. I'm going to let you go with me..."

"Bang! Bang!"
Chapter completed!