Finally, the dry eyes looked deeply at everyone, full of reluctance, with a touch of tears, holding back the heavy heart, a kind smile filled the air, slightly raised his cheeks, and looked at the crumbling flames

The light, the cheeks, showed a relieved smile.

In the next breath, Bai Tan soared into the sky. Even Yan Ling'er, who was close at hand, did not react to the sudden change. She looked at Bai Tan with a horrified expression.

"Children, I will launch the final attack later. You should wait for an opportunity to escape from here."

Bai Tan's voice resounded throughout the fighting platform. At this moment, Yan Linger stopped talking and looked at Bai Tan's back, her eyes moist and her face full of admiration.

In the last attack, Yan Ling'er naturally guessed what Bai Tan's actions meant.

I wanted to stop him, but I remembered that she, who had carried the banner of resisting the Holy Clan for hundreds of years, reserved the remaining power for the human race in the last period of her life. This may also be the best ending for Master Bai Tan in this life, so she gently wiped it away.

Tears in eyes.

No longer hesitating, in one breath, terrifying spiritual power emerged in the sky, and in the next breath, in the void, the spiritual power seemed to split infinitely, transforming into a thousand spiritual powers, which looked exactly the same as Master Bai Tan's technique.

This move is a kind of tribute and a kind of inheritance. At the same time, the Dou Zhuan star pattern that was planned several times before appears out of thin air under the outline of spiritual power.

The vast swirling star patterns began to intertwine with each other.

Bai Yuwei, Luo Yang and others, who were deep in the middle of the Dou Zhuan Star Formation, were the first to notice Yan Ling'er's actions, and there was disbelief in their sad eyes.

"Master Yan!"

"In the middle stage of Xiaozun Realm, does he have the same mental strength as his master?"

"My mental strength is far inferior to that of Master Baitan, so I have to try my best to make up for the loophole of several dozen feet. If we succeed, we will leave together. If we fail, we will rush out together!" Although Yan Ling'er's voice was slightly cold, she looked at Bai Yuwei and others.

Immediately, looking at the thousands of flamers on the side of the Dou Ling Platform, loud voices resounded throughout the sky.

"All the powerful men of Jiuzhou, at this moment of life and death, Master Bai Tan will give us the last chance. Please seize it and escape from here!"

Yan Ling'er's voice was so loud that it resounded throughout the sky. Even many real masters in the battle could hear it very clearly, and their blood boiled with excitement.

Life and death, the last dance!

In the void, the figure of Master Baitan disappeared into the fragmented void at the moment when the fiery red flame was completely covered by the dark black energy.

In the next breath, a terrifying fluctuation of mental power came raging under the horrified gazes of thousands of Flamers.

"Shattered God!"

The Flame Pattern Master's last dance was no different from the Flame Pattern's power to explode the mansion. However, these attacks were purely mental. The force of the impact also made countless Flame Patterns feel the sting of the sea of ​​consciousness.

On top of the Dou Ling Platform, densely packed Dou Zhuan star patterns outlined by thousands of spiritual powers merged into the crumbling fifty-five-layer Dou Zhuan star formation.

In one breath, the star formation suddenly intensified, and a binding force from below suddenly disappeared.

"Success!"

Accompanied by the final dance of Master Baitan, the Broken God, and the dual power of the fifty-five-layer fighting star formation, the copper chain heart-linking formation below the Dou Ling Platform.

At this moment, it completely fails.
Chapter completed!