Daozhen seemed to have a clear idea, and looked at Chu Siniang with sharp eyes: "Xin Zhuo must be killed! In the future, Junior Brother Liu will be held accountable for his ignorance of people. If the eighteen sects are destroyed, it will all be because of the traitor Xin Zhuo." And for that matter, I can’t even keep that little girl Zhao Yizhu!”
The faces of Chu Siniang and the others were pale. They looked around, but Zhao Yizhu was nowhere to be seen, and they couldn't help but be silent for a long time.
Li Sijuan, Jiang Yuwei, Chen Changsheng, He Lianyou and other familiar people's mentality changed again and again.
"boom--"
At this time, the entire mountain guarding formation suddenly shook violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.
I saw Zhang Panghu kicking down, and the shadow of his footprints was as big as a mountain range, hitting directly on the light of the formation.
Jiang Dagou punched his head and feet, one punch turned into eighteen punches, each fist was as big as a palace.
Lu Yuer waved his sleeves, and the sleeves were like the universe changing, turning into a hundred feet wide, rolling up huge wind and waves.
None of the three of them used any dazzling and wonderful martial arts, they were just like fists and embroidered legs, but their power was so terrifying that it was unparalleled!
The formation, which had been reinforced countless times by Xuantian Sword Sect's masters for thousands of years, was actually struck with countless cracks by three people.
Not only that, the three of them were covered in a monstrous aura of death, like nine netherworld fires, corroding in all directions.
In terms of strength, they have surpassed the Hunyuan Void Realm.
The faces of the disciples of each sect were all pale for a moment, and they felt uneasy in their hearts.
Daozhen also had a solemn look on his face, but he was still calm when faced with important events. He waved his sleeves and said, "Elders and disciples, quickly support the formation!"
"Here!"
Thousands of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, including those standing at Jianfeng Peak, jumped around and used the sect's martial arts stones, spiritual treasures and martial arts to consolidate and repair the formation base.
Daozhen looked at the masters of each sect again, cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, the Eighteen Sects are in danger and the main sect has not returned yet. Please don't be stingy and use your means to tide over the difficulties together!"
Zhang Biyao and a group of others returned the greeting: "Brother Daozhen, please give me your instructions!"
Daozhen stroked his beard and said: "The elders and disciples of each sect help to support the formation. All elders and sect leaders of the Hunyuan Void Realm, please follow me to fight!"
"yes!"
"boom……"
The eighteen sects worked together at this moment, countless disciples rushed straight to all directions, and together with the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, blessed the formation, countless beams of martial arts light went straight to the cracked formation.
And dozens of sect leaders and elders from the Hunyuan Void Realm went straight to the sky, and the mountain-protecting spiritual treasures of each sect rolled up thousands of feet of light, with momentum like a rainbow.
Dao Zhenren was still in mid-air when a bow suddenly appeared in his hand. The bow was made of glazed jade and the string was made of dragon tendon. The glazed glaze was brilliant. With a flick of the bow, the bow was like a full moon, and a red-yellow arrow shot out. At first it was the size of an arm, and gradually Turned into ten feet of sharp light!
The Glazed Moon-Slashing Bow was brought back by Gongsun Li, one of Xuantian Sword Sect’s most precious treasures!
The fan and sword with the same status are still in the inner hall of the headmaster, but there is no time to get them.
…
"Boom boom..."
The entire mountain range shook violently, reaching far to the headmaster's inner hall at the rear.
There were more beads of sweat on Xin Zhuo's forehead, and veins were piled up all over his body.
He didn't know how others broke through the Hunyuan Void Realm, but there were probably not many who had such twists and turns and all kinds of fear.
The true energy, martial arts and realm abilities of Xuantian Sword Sect's successive masters are still "in ruins" in the body of the crazy condensed body.
Moreover, compared with other sacrificial spirits, the true energy and abilities of these ancestors have more special abilities to consolidate their cultivation and make breakthroughs. No wonder the Daozhen Master said that they can forcefully initiate and break through.
At this time, the huge, rotating "ruins" in the body have integrated the illusion of the twenty-eight-mile Lingtai's extremely murderous thoughts into it. The Lingtai's thoughts are even more majestic. Even if you are sitting here cross-legged, you can "see" the scene outside clearly.
Not only that, the "Ruins Vortex" has slowly turned from gray to white. The extreme Yang Qi and Jiuyou Baizhang Ice in the middle are rare and quiet, but they are absorbing the true energy, and I don't know what they are doing.
There is still a gap between the direction of the heart's true energy and the direction of the "Fawutong Youxuan" meridians. When it is completely integrated with the "Ruins Vortex" and finally matures, it can completely enter the Hunyuan Void Realm and become one of the older generation of masters.
Time passes slowly.
Half a stick of incense, one stick of incense...
…
"boom……"
The fight outside was more cruel than imagined.
The mountain-protecting formation was continuously beaten by Jiang Dagou and the other three, causing more and more cracks. The elders and disciples of each sect tried their best to support them, but after each blessing, they broke again. The heavy force of the shock caused countless disciples to vomit blood and lay on their backs. Flying upside down, some of the low-level people died tragically on the spot.
In just one stick of incense, the corpses had piled up into a hill.
"Don't hold back! Don't hold back!"
Ling Tianjun and Ning Yu, whom Xin Zhuo met when he returned, have grown into the best among the true disciples after a large number of true brothers died in the forbidden area, and they are now desperately urging their fellow disciples.
"kill!"
In the sky, Daozhen and other senior masters used their methods to hit Jiang Dagou and the others with real force. However, most of the power was offset by the aura of death wandering in the sky on the three of them. Even if they barely hurt their bodies, the three of them were only bruised and bruised. It's back to what it was before, which is very strange.
They suddenly understood why these three people were able to destroy seventeen sects. Originally, even though the masters of the seventeen sects were not there, the formations and a large number of disciples were still there. If they did not have the power to surpass the five powers of heaven and man, it would be impossible to destroy them in a short time. It's just an idiot's dream, but these three people are not afraid of death.
Or, they were not alive in the first place!
"How about that?"
Zong Laoqiu, the master of Confucian Immortal Pavilion, was breathing rapidly. While attacking with Confucian spiritual treasures, he asked impatiently.
The faces of all the sect leaders were pale, and they really had no idea. For a while, they tried all kinds of martial arts, including the methods of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, but they couldn't do anything to the three of them.
What can you do when faced with someone who cannot be killed?
"Damn it! Like a turtle!"
In the sky, Jiang Dahu was angry, his cross-eyed eyes and thick lips wrinkled together, and a demon god as big as the sky and the sun suddenly appeared behind him, exuding billowing black energy, and then punched.
The demon followed with a punch!
Man borrows the power of the devil, and the devil blesses manpower.
The fist was like an attack of demonic energy, so huge that it made people's hearts tremble.
"boom!"
The mountain guarding formation instantly shattered.
The strong concussive force killed half of the elders and disciples of the various sects who were holding the blessing formation, and the rest were thrown to pieces on their backs, and their lives and deaths were unknown.
"puff……"
The aftermath shocked Daozhen and dozens of other sect leaders and Hunyuanxu masters, and they all flew back to the ground, their blood surging endlessly.
Zhang Biyao barely stabilized his body and said angrily: "No! These three people are the living dead who were trained by the demon god. They are the vanguards of the attack on the Nine Heavens Mountain and Sea Immortal recorded in medieval classics! They need the full blessing and training of the legendary saint or above. Mrs. Jiang Where did those people get these abilities?
Which Holy Land and Holy Lord of All Races are they slaves of? "
Yun Hua showed a rare masculinity and said: "Xin Zhuo, that boy is just a mortal, but he is so talented and beautiful. It is puzzling. I have always doubted him, but now I completely understand. But where do these people come from?"
Daozhen took a deep breath: "It's unstoppable. Fight with me towards the headmaster's inner palace and seize Xin Zhuo as a hostage!"
"That's right!"
A group of masters immediately abandoned most of their disciples, jumped up, and rushed towards the direction of the headmaster's inner hall.
…
"Fuck you, uncle, you are fighting against the big dogs!"
Xin Zhuo had been forcing a breakthrough while observing the outside. When he saw a group of masters coming toward him, his heart beat wildly and he couldn't help but curse.
To be honest, now we are at the critical moment of breakthrough. Not to mention a group of senior Hunyuanxu masters, even an ordinary Yinxu realm warrior can make all his previous efforts in vain!
Moreover, even if he successfully enters Hunyuanxu, he cannot be a match for these old guys!
His original intention was to run away after breaking through.
Now...there is no solution!
Seeing a group of masters arriving, Xin Zhuo was speechless. However, the big Jiang dog suddenly flashed over with the phantom of the demon god and punched him.
The momentum is great.
"boom……"
In the Xuantian Hall in front of a group of experts, the thousands of years of buildings collapsed, and even the stone steps, spiritual beasts, and mountain peaks that were dozens of miles in front of the group were shattered.
A "cliff" of ruins lay between the headmaster's inner palace and the masters!
As the wind of the fist swept past, Daozhen's group of people were unable to stop and evade. They could not help but vomit blood again and were scattered in all directions.
Dozens of Hunyuanxu were defeated by Jiang Dagou's punch.
Zhang Biyao, who had a bad temper, couldn't help but scream in mid-air: "Why are the vanguards of the expedition against the immortals enemies of my eighteenth sect? Why bother?"
Li Wuxie also sighed sadly: "The Eighteenth Sect is over!"
"boom--"
Jiang Dagou punched him again, and the man and the devil resonated, rolled up the shadow of his fist, and went straight towards everyone.
In the distance, Lu Yuer and Zhang Panghu attacked indiscriminately. The entire Xuantian Sword Sect palace collapsed everywhere, and the mountains collapsed everywhere. A large number of living disciples and elders died miserably like bugs, and dead bodies were scattered everywhere in their path. , there is no single enemy!
Such a violent scene is comparable to the end of the world.
Seeing that Jiang Dagou was about to punch down his fist.
All the sect leaders were so heartbroken that they closed their eyes tightly and secretly said: "My life is over!"
At the critical moment, a whip glowing with glazed light seemed to fly from the sky. It rolled up gently and tied up Jiang Dagou's fist. With another slight shock, the demon god was disillusioned.
Jiang Dagou was stunned for a moment!
Lu Yuer and Zhang Panghu in the distance were also knocked away by a fan and a string of beads.
The terrifying three people used all methods to defeat them in the blink of an eye.
Daozhen and the others were a little uncomfortable. They opened their eyes, looked around, and finally looked high into the sky. They were also stunned.
I saw five young men and women standing higher in the sky. They were all dressed in medieval costumes with wide robes and large sleeves. Their bodies exuded a hazy light, and their momentum was like the might of heaven. The pressure as heavy as a mountain not only suppressed Jiang Dagou and the others. , also suppressed countless people in the entire Xuantian Sword Sect, and spread to farther places.
With these five people alone, even if they fight against heaven and earth, no one will doubt them.
…
"groove!"
In the inner hall of the headmaster opposite the broken stone steps of the cliff, Xin Zhuo cursed again.
I'm really afraid that whatever comes next, Si Ying's five Yuanji realm masters have returned.
The changes in just one day were beyond his expectation and caught him off guard.
The logic doesn’t make sense, they’re all in a hurry!
What to do?
This made him confused for a moment.
(End of chapter)
