Chapter 3597 The last chance

"You don't have time anymore."

Shui Ninghan looked at Xiao Yi and sneered secretly.

She knew that she had won this game.

"Isn't it nice to entertain yourself in the sweet dream I weave for you? Oh, to be completely absorbed in it?"

Shui Ninghan said to himself like this.

In my mind, I remembered everything from the beginning of the fantasy.

Although it was an illusion, the illusion was constructed by her. Everything she thought and felt in the illusion was naturally clear to her, as if she felt it herself.

The ups and downs that lasted for who knows how long...

Although everything is just Xiao Yi's own entertainment and fantasy, but... she has always felt the same feelings.

Shui Ninghan's mind flashed unconsciously, that solid, strong and slightly warm chest.

"Are you really that powerful..." Shui Ninghan muttered to himself unconsciously, his face turning slightly red.

Shui Ninghan spat softly, no longer thinking about it, and regained her cold expression.

…

Clang… Clang… Clang…

Boom...boom...boom...

The battle on the battlefield actually still exists.

It's just that there's no more melee at the beginning.

Beiyin Wudi and Mo You are still fighting fiercely in a stalemate.

In the Vast Sea Dragon Prison Formation, Senior Sword Girl was still fighting fiercely with the rising water. The Water Ancestral Dao Seal within the formation was the reason why she was unable to break through the formation.

Of course, this big formation couldn't trap her for long, she could stand up to the sky for an hour or two.

But...when the formation is broken, everything is a foregone conclusion.

Finally, it’s Yiyi here.

That pure moon wheel not only trapped her, but also sucked her energy.

It stands to reason that the Jingyue Minglun has no effect of absorbing energy.

However, this Pure Moon Pingwheel is currently pulling in her Pure Moon ability, and the stronger one will naturally absorb the power in turn.

If you want to break this Pure Moon Pingwheel, you can only have a stronger Pure Moon ability. When the time comes, you can easily break it.

"Sir." Yiyi gritted her teeth. At this moment, her face didn't look at all well-behaved.

Some are just anxious, worried, and frosty-faced.

She listened to the words of the geniuses around her.

Xiao Yi is in danger now.

Bang…

at the same time.

Above the main formation, there was a sound of momentum breaking through.

Beiyin Wuwei has broken through the ninth level of the Sovereign Realm, and the next step is to reach the peak of the Sovereign Realm.

The Eighteen Thousand Heavenly Evil Formation is still running, and the closer it gets to the end of the formation, the more powerful the formation becomes.

In other words, Beiyin Wuwei's impact on the martial arts realm will only get faster and faster.

Once the One Hundred and Eight Thousand Heavenly Evil Formation reaches its peak, the moment the distance ends, it is the time when the power of the formation is at its strongest, and it is also when Beiyin Wuwei attacks the Imperial Realm.

If things continue like this, I'm afraid the time left for everyone will only be about half an hour.

…

Such a large area is filled with evil spirits.

The earth was not only dry and scorched, but also devastated.

Those are the traces of battles between geniuses.

The geniuses, secret messengers, and corpses that fell to the ground one by one seemed to be telling the desolation and desolation of this world.

The most exciting years are likely to be the fastest to come to an end and fall the fastest.

Perhaps, no one knows that sometimes history is so similar that it seems to repeat itself.

On the desolate land, the battle between geniuses, the battle for hope over time... Originally, everything was going on in a relatively fair situation.

However, the Holy Puppet has become the biggest factor affecting balance and fairness.

For Xiao Yi's genius, this is an influencing factor.

But for Shui Ninghan's secret envoys, this... is the power to turn things around, a guarantee that carries hope.

What role did the Holy Puppet play in this long period of time?

Does the repetition of history end, then begin, and then cycle in this monstrous time, or... is it completely brought to an end by a shocking sword?

Time passes slowly...

All the geniuses are unable to wait.

The factors that affect the tilt of the balance have long had nothing to do with them.

"Sir." Under the clear moon, Yiyi clenched her fists.

"Young Master never disappoints anyone, and I will never let you down either."

No one noticed that the originally pure and flawless Jingyue Minglun suddenly had cracks.

"Huh." In the distance, Su Cheng exhaled, which seemed to be a desolate lament.

"What are you sighing for?" Murong Lingyun cursed.

"Look at Gu Feifan, the villain, sitting upright."

Su Cheng curled his lips, "That guy is just waiting to die."

"You?" Gu Feifan's face became angry.

Meng Piaopian shook her head, "There is not much time left."

"Master Xiao Yi is still trapped in the dream world, with no sign of escaping."

"Is everything really going to end?"

"No, it's far from that." A confident voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at the sound.

The one who spoke was Qinglin.

"Do you have any idea?" Each genius asked with expectant eyes.

Qinglin wiped his nose and said confidently, "What can I do?"

"But my junior brother Xiao Yi does."

"What can be done?" A group of geniuses asked hopefully.

Qinglin shrugged, "How should I know?"

"But I believe in him for no other reason than because he is my junior brother Xiao Yi."

"This guy will turn the tide."

"That's right." Ran Qi said with a serious face, "So what if eight million years are at the end of the month, and so are eighty million years."

"Their opponent is this guy Xiao Yi."

"Humph, it's not a foregone conclusion yet, do they think they have a sure chance of victory?"

"Wait a minute, Xiao Yi is the best at creating miracles."

Lin Zifeng also looked serious, "I believe in Senior Brother Xiao Yi."

"I'm not waiting for death, I'm just waiting. At the moment when the sky collapses and the earth collapses, one strike of Brother Xiao Yi's sword is enough to dissipate all the countless crises."

"Humph, a bunch of fools." Not far away, Zhong Wuyou snorted coldly.

"He is a twin, our greatest hope in the Eastern Region."

"A bastard who never disappoints."

"How can that witch and that little loser be so arrogant?"

Ye Liu narrowed his eyes, "It's not like there's no chance."

"Perhaps, we can still place our hope on Her Majesty the Saint."
To be continued...