After one month, when Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao came out of the Sun Temple, the Holy City had changed.

As we see, there is a devastated scene, the air is filled with burnt and fishy smell, and the streets are filled with people from the Guangming tribe with a calm expression. They are wearing armor and are always on guard.

"It's war again..."

Seeing this scene, Tang Yunqing couldn't help but remain silent.

More than a year ago, he had witnessed the war in the Lost Land, but the war in front of him was obviously much crueler, and it happened in the real world, which brought Tang Yunqing a completely different shock.

Ye Luyao beside her also frowned and stared at the ruins in the distance. The endless blue sea battlefield could not stop appearing in her mind. She looked messy and felt like her heart was cut by a knife. She wished she could not return to the endless blue sea immediately. However, with the current situation, she could only bear the idea of ​​returning in her heart and focus on the upcoming full-scale war.

"boom!"

The first yuan heavy water slowly took off under the control of the index finger of the leader of the Guangming clan, and the air squeezed by its weight made a low explosion.

In the blink of an eye, a 1 yuan heavy water had already rushed to the sky. Without anyone noticed it, it came to the "barrier of light" composed of prismatic crystals, and slowly hovered. After pausing for a second, it crashed into one of the prismatic crystal blocks at a speed that was difficult to describe in words.

Only a "cracking" sound of glass breaking sounded. This piece of indestructible prismatic crystal that should have merged with the entire barrier of light was shattered inch by inch, and then turned into a light element and dissipated in the air.

When one of the barriers of light was broken, there were immediately a number of lights in the city of Light, and the top leaders of the Dark Demon Clan woke up.

"How is that possible!"

Such a thought arose in their hearts at the same time.

The barrier of light was built by them with the power of the twelfth-level god of the Light and Dark Demon God. How could ordinary methods be broken? But things had happened and they could not believe it. They immediately set off to fight and then left their own cultivation place. Then they saw a little firefly-like blue light quickly penetrated the buildings in the Light City, as well as the bodies of the Light and Dark Demons.

Wherever it passes, there is nothing to stop.

A very small hole was pierced through the building, and it was nothing. It was light, and part of the torso of the dark demons was pierced through, but if there were unlucky demons pierced through the brain, then there was only one way to death.

All the dark demons who were awakened by the barriers of light are tenth-level existences, but even with their strength, it is difficult to truly see the 1 yuan heavy water, let alone prevent it from piercing through it?

They could only watch the 1 yuan heavy water flowing back and forth in the city of Light, rising from time to time, falling from time to time, piercing the prismatic crystal blocks of the barrier of light one after another. As the components of the barrier of light were penetrated, it was difficult to maintain the blockade of Paradise Island. A beam of light condensed from pure sacred power shone on Paradise Island from the broken place, allowing the Light clans to feel the fresh sunlight for a long time.

"Crack!"

Pieces of light barrier prismatic crystals were broken, one after another, and the strong men of the Dark Demon Clan died under the attack of one yuan of heavy water. This phenomenon made the light and the top leaders of the Dark Demon Clan feel alert, and immediately sent more and more powerful forces to attack Paradise Island.

At the same time, they were also looking for a controller of the One Yuan Heavy Water, but this was destined to be futile. Although the situation of the Light Clan is not very good now, it does not affect that the Light Clan leader is a strong man of the eleventh level moon god level.

When the first Yuan heavy water was like the God of Death, while harvesting in the Dark City of Light, the Saint of Light, Ye Zhen, came to the side of the three of them.

"Take them to the Santa Celestial Land." The leader of the Light clan ordered Ye Zhen.

"Yes." Ye Zhen took the order.

"The Halloween Wasteland is the place where the apocalypse talismans are arranged most. Only by going there can you be able to restore some of the energy for the Sea Dragon Ball at one time and restore its past scenery." The leader of the Light clan looked at Tang Yunqing and said, "Although one yuan of heavy water can penetrate and break through the barrier of light, it is impossible to smash it all in one go, so you need to help me. The Sea Dragon Ball is infused with a large amount of sacred power and restore its past energy. It will inevitably burst out with powerful energy within a period of time. It depends on you, go."

"Look at me?"

Tang Yunqing was a little confused after hearing this. What do you mean to look at me? She is an eleventh-level moon god! And the light and the dark demon clan have the power of the twelfth-level heavenly gods and many eleventh-level moon gods. Look at him? What do you think? Are you staring at me?

Tang Yunqing was complaining wildly inside, and couldn't help but show it on her face.

Seeing his expression, the leader of the Light just said lightly, "When you restore some of the power of the Sea Dragon Ball, you will understand everything."

"good."

When it comes to this, Tang Yunqing could only nod, and at the same time he was extremely curious about how powerful the power of the Sea Dragon Ball was in its heyday. It was so powerful that only part of the power required, the leader of the Light Clan had the confidence to defeat the army of Light and the Dark Demons, and when he drove the Sea Dragon Ball.

With strong expectations in mind, Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao, led by Ye Zhen, went to a breeding garden located in the north of the Holy City. In the breeding garden, horses with pure white, two pairs of wings and sharp horns were walking leisurely.

The breeding garden covers a huge area and is full of green grass filled with sacred aura, but there are very few four-winged white horses, only a few five.

When they saw them, Tang Yunqing's eyes were shining. Ye Zhen guessed what he thought in his heart and immediately said, "The ones with wings on both sides were Tianma. These five were sacred Tianma. The alien species among Tianma can fly thousands of miles a day. Moreover, they can use the sacred horns to absorb the power of the sacred sun to replenish the energy consumed at any time. They almost do not need to rest, but the difficulty of cultivation and feeding is also extremely high. The number of the entire sacred Chenghai is no more than three thousand."

Travel thousands of miles a day! No need to rest!

Tang Yunqing was deeply shocked by the Holy Sky Horse and thought that in the future, he would definitely want to cultivate a few horses in the Dharma Realm.

The Holy Tianma was born with the sacred power and had extremely high wisdom. Therefore, after Ye Zhen gave them an order, he immediately lowered his head obediently, allowing Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao to ride on them. Then he flapped his wings and flew. With the huge wings flapping, he raised a strong airflow and rushed out more than a hundred meters. Moreover, the sharp corners on its head overflowed with a scattered hurricane, separating the bitter hurricane in the sky, making Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao feel as if they were walking on flat ground. Tang Yunqing was surprised and yearning in his heart, and also flew higher and higher under the bearing of the sacred Tianma. Looking back, he saw that the light dark city built by light and dark demons was like layers of dark clouds, and from time to time, he passed by a "lightning bolt" hit the earth. The black and white "raindrops" kept pouring down and fell behind the sacred city, creating one amazing explosion after another.

The battle between the Light, the Dark Demon Clan and the Light Clan gradually entered a more intense state after the Light Clan leader broke through the barrier of light with one yuan of heavy water.

Looking down at the earth from a high altitude, you can only see the buildings collapse silently. Ant-sized demons and light clans were killed by each other, without screaming or blood, but it made Tang Yunqing feel even more cruel.

When the saint of light Ye Zhen looked back, his face showed sadness and anger, but he had to calm down and took Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao to the Wansheng Wasteland. On the way to the Wansheng Wasteland, beams of sunlight filled with pure and sacred aura penetrated down from the broken barriers of light, forming one fine spot after another on the Paradise Island. All the light clans who could see these light spots were greatly energetic and then fought back.

The large number of replies of the sacred power made the Guangming clan's state that had been suppressed greatly. With hope in his heart, his combat power suddenly rose sharply. For a moment, the dark demons fought back and forth, and they could not see victory or defeat for a while, even if it was just a small area.

The battle between the Light, Dark Demon Clan and Light Demon Clan did not decrease. The two tribes were fighting, dying, and bleeding everywhere. These scenes made Tang Yunqing feel heavy pressure. His face was solemn and he didn't say much along the way.

"Boom!" A low blast sound came from behind, followed by the shock wave that forced the Holy Tianma to increase the output of the sacred power to ensure a stable flight.

Tang Yunqing looked back and saw that at the end of his sight, large areas of light and darkness alternated, and bright lights came from time to time.

Being so far apart, it is still unable to shake it. This is undoubtedly a god-level power confrontation!

Time is getting tighter.

Tang Yunqing turned his head, calmed down, and carefully studied the Sea Dragon Ball after his promotion.

The Halloween Wasteland is about three thousand miles away from the Holy City. The motivation is at the speed of the Holy Tianma, and it will take about seven hours to reach it. It will be another seven hours to return. I hope that the Light Clan will persist more and die fewer people.

Along the way, battle scenes can be seen everywhere.

The light and the dark demons lurking on Paradise Island were terrifyingly numerous, which made Tang Yunqing frightened. If the Dharma Realm was the same, what kind of scene would it be when the war in the future? This made Tang Yunqing feel a strong sense of vigilance. When he returned to the Dharma Realm next time, he must find a way to find out the demon forces lurking in the Dharma Realm and uproot them.

They are piles of time bombs!

In a depressing atmosphere, the Holy Sky Horse flew north for nearly seven hours. Tang Yunqing, Ye Luyao and Ye Zhen finally saw the Santa Celestial Wasteland from afar. It was an endless Gobi Desert, with densely placed one apocalypse talisman after another. From the sky, it looked like white reflectors.
Chapter completed!