Over the place of worship.
A great war is coming to an end.
Old Liang Wang slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on the golden arm guard, looking at the panting Supreme Vein Master in front of him.
The Supreme Pulse Master looked at the Supreme Holy Son who had turned into blood mist. At this moment, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared angrily: "Dark King?"
The sound was like thunder, resounding in all directions.
The sky and the earth were sealed, and the sky wall made of silk threads was like a valley. After the sound spread, it began to reverberate, and there were waves of echoes.
The sound of the Dark King resounded throughout the world.
The old Liang Wang looked calm and showed his will. He was on guard in all directions to prevent anyone from secretly attacking.
Standing on the sky, for more than ten breaths, Old King Liang did not move. He raised his head slightly, his eyes glowed with energy, like two rays of light, and a cold voice sounded:
"I thought you were cooperating with me and were ready to fall out. There must be a first-level martial arts master lurking in the dark. Most of my strength is on guard against the powerful Yinji Sect."
"Who will take action?"
"But I never expected that you would actually bluff."
"You are a guy who was pushed up with a first-grade semi-divine weapon. Who gave you the courage to confront me head-on?"
There were mood swings in Old Liang Wang's tone, and he admitted unwillingly: "I was fooled by you."
"I really didn't expect that there would be such a fool in the world."
"This is my fault."
"I should have beaten you to death."
Old Liang Wang took a step forward and punched out, piercing the sky, the Six Paths of Samsara Fist.
The four seasons pass, and heaven and earth reincarnate.
Under the sun-blocking Senluo map, a huge vortex has emerged. The vortex is spinning crazily. The power of life and death is constantly rotating alternately, forming a structure of "me in you, you in me", spinning and tearing and smashing everything. hinder.
The sky-blocking Senluotu began to spread out layer by layer and kept falling.
The two collided together, and a bright light appeared on the sky. The cracks were torn open, and the sunlight shone down along the cracks, and beams of light fell on the earth like sacred light.
The bright light reflects a dense transparent thread, located directly above the sky, which has long been blocked and shrouded.
A loud rumbling sound was heard.
Senluotu burst apart, as if being torn apart from the middle area by a pair of invisible hands, and turned into two halves on the sky. One half is constantly disintegrating, turning into the pure inspiration of heaven and earth, like countless stars showing the scattered flowers of a goddess. disappear.
The other half shows the appearance of Senluo, and is constantly reorganizing, revealing the location of the real Senluo map. It is a picture album full of special charm, and just one look at it is enough to shake the mind.
King Lao Liang smashed the Senluo formation with one punch, and looked at the Supreme Pulse Master who was spitting blood from his mouth and falling into the sky.
At this time, the Supreme Pulse Master looked gloomy and shouted in disbelief: "No."
"How can you give up the Supreme lineage?"
"I do not believe."
"I do not believe."
King Lao Liang looked at the frightened, unwilling and ugly Supreme Pulse Master, and said with a sneer: "Don't you understand?"
"When you are confident and calculating, the situation is beyond your control."
"Why do you think the Yinji Sect will take care of you?"
King Lao Liang paused for a moment before continuing: "You think that the Yinji Sect, the supreme lineage, cannot afford to lose. You are the overall situation. Even if you do something outrageous, the Yinji Sect will follow you."
"But you have forgotten your true identity. You are just traitors of the Jiuyouming Sect. It's okay if you are cautious. You dare to turn against the guest and take the initiative to intimidate the sect. This is really asking for death."
"I never expected that there are idiots like you in the world."
The flesh and blood of the Supreme Vein Master is drying up, and there is a black energy all over his body, which is constantly spreading, eroding the vitality of the Supreme Vein Master. The Supreme Vein Master still does not believe that the Yinji Sect will abandon him.
The Yinji Sect has lost two sects, and now it is losing a lineage. Its masters have fallen like rain, and there are almost ten of them, including two great masters. Even the Yinji Sect, a major martial arts sect, cannot withstand such strength. from.
The Supreme Pulse Master shouted to the Dark King crazily, the other party was definitely in the dark and must be at the scene.
Old Liang Wang did not take any further action, and stared coldly at the Supreme Pulse Master, seeing the death energy eroding the vitality, and the other party could no longer survive.
The Supreme Pulse Master's eyes turned to deathly gray, and he shouted sternly: "The Yinji Sect is going to die."
"Dark King, you will not die well."
"I'll wait for you first."
"I,"
The next words were not spoken, all the vitality of the Supreme Pulse Master dissipated, and the person fell from the sky.
Old Liang Wang looked at the altar below and said with an unhappy expression: "Da Zongzheng is not taking action yet."
Da Zongzheng, who had been watching with cold eyes like an outsider, now looked at Xiao Qingyi and said helplessly: "This time we are really going to take action. I just don't know if this puppet can stop the saint."
Xiao Qingyi slowly reached out and took off the hosta holding up her hair. Her hair fell like a waterfall. She said in a calm tone: "Dazong Zheng is a puppet made of extremely extraordinary materials. It can express will and possesses the highest level of martial arts." Grandmaster strength."
"And the appearance can simulate the young appearance of King Liang. He must have not only copied the appearance, but also acquired the martial arts of King Liang."
"I think it should be from the first-grade semi-divine weapon, Thousand Machine Dolls, cast by the previous dynasty."
Da Zongzheng nodded and said: "It is the Thousand Machines Doll captured from Prince Shang's Mansion. If this Thousand Machines Doll is cooperated by a supreme first-level martial arts master, it is said to be a complete copy of the opponent's martial arts."
"However, this sentence is very watery, and there will be no fake products that exceed the genuine ones."
Xiao Qingyi looked at the familiar faces in front of him and said with some understanding: "Old King Liang is willing to let you figure out his own martial arts. This is exposing his own shortcomings so that you can target him calmly and win your trust."
There was a thumping sound.
Corpses one after another have been thrown onto the altar.
Each of these is a grandmaster, and even the corpse of the great master has been turned into a sacrifice at this time.
Old Liang Wang looked at Xiao Qingyi and Da Zongzheng, who were chatting happily and without any action, and frowned deeply. However, they were covered by masks, so outsiders could not clearly see the changes in Old Liang Wang's expression.
She spoke in a deep voice: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The saint is too calm and doesn't struggle at all. It seems she has confidence."
"I wonder if you have any other friends?"
"In the future, it's all up to the leader to make the religion prosper. I'll take the first step."
Xiao Qingyi did not answer, but directly said something to provoke dissension. No matter whether it was successful or not, he did what he had to do. The demon's disintegration style broke out and he rushed towards Da Zongzheng brazenly.
ps: I didn’t hold on, I missed 600 words. The third update should have been 9,000 words. Now it’s more than 8,400, which is a bit short. Sorry, I can’t bear it anymore. I can’t sit still at all, but it’s much better than during the day. , the update will be late tomorrow. It should be almost fine by the afternoon, and I can safely code. The Yamato method is a blocked word, and it is wrong on purpose.
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