The flames of war spread, and the years of peace in Snow State were broken by endless killings.
Although the Tianhe Sect has been entrenched in Snow State for many years and has deep roots, how can it defeat the power of the entire Longteng cultivation world?
As soon as the monks from both sides clashed, the Tianhe Sect was defeated like a mountain. Every line of defense was broken through, and every monk perished.
But at this time, even if these Tianhe Sect monks wanted to escape, they had no way out.
The entire headquarters of the Tianhe Sect has been completely surrounded by monks from the Soaring Dragon Realm.
Wei Zhongze looked panic-stricken. He deeply regretted joining the Tianhe Sect, and even more regretted having listened to the lies above. As a result, he had no choice but to wait for death.
"My Healing Game"
He was born in the Huangfeng Sect in Zhangzhou and was the most proud disciple of the sect leader. He was expected to take over the mantle of the sect leader and pass on the Huangfeng Sect.
But when the sect leader, who was like a teacher and a father, discovered that he had an affair with one of his concubines, everything changed.
He was chased by a group of monks from the Huangfeng Sect, and in desperation, he threw himself into the Tianhe Sect.
In the past two years, he has been thinking that if he had honestly admitted his mistake to his master when his adultery was discovered, given his master's temper, he would have only taught himself a lesson, but he might not have done anything to him.
However, he was terrified at that time and instinctively stabbed his master...
I heard that after I escaped, my master who had raised me for many years became seriously ill and his spirit was not as good as before.
His ears were filled with the sound of killing, and various spiritual energy fluctuations were intertwined and disordered. Wei Zhongze didn't know why he had so many random thoughts in his mind at this juncture.
A figure suddenly descended from the sky. The figure's bare upper body was covered with bronze skin and well-defined muscles. The figure was full of vitality and blood. The top of its head was bald. It shouted at Wei Zhongze: "Hey, where can the monster escape!"
The monk from the Vajra Temple! The corners of Wei Zhongze's eyes twitched, and he felt a huge crisis enveloped him. Driven by instinct, he stabbed the monk with a sword.
"What a monster!" the great monk yelled angrily, his energy and blood surged all over his body, and he punched Wei Zhongze hard.
Shao Qing, the battle was over, Wei Zhongze was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, his life was dying, and there was only one thought surging in his mind.
The monks of Kongang Temple are indeed worthy of their reputation. They are as tough as monsters...
In a daze, he felt the blood flowing out of his body seeping into the ground, connecting with an inexplicable existence.
There are many people who feel the same way as Wei Zhongze, and these people are all dying people.
The Tianhe Sect suffered heavy losses, and the monk coalition also suffered losses.
How about a trapped beast, let alone these accomplished monks? Faced with the aggressive coalition of monks who came to encircle and suppress them, the Tianhe Sect monks had no choice but to fight to the death if they wanted to survive.
But everyone knows that the Tianhe Sect will be destroyed, and after today, there will be no more Tianhe Sect in the world.
"Master, I can't hold on any longer." Xing Mo ran to Tiansheng with blood all over his body, sobbing and complaining, "Please help me, Master, to save our lives!"
Even at this moment, Tiansheng's expression remained as calm as before, which also gave Xing Mo some inexplicable confidence in him. If Tiansheng was as panicked as him at this time, then things really would not turn around.
He didn't know exactly what his leader wanted to do, but since he looked like he was winning, he probably had a good plan to deal with it.
He has been following Tiansheng for the longest time, and he also knows Tiansheng's character. Although this leader has behaved arrogantly these days, he is actually an extremely cautious person. This can be seen from the fact that he has been silent for so many years. Only After being fully prepared, he suddenly implemented his plan.
Cheng Henfeng also flew over. The sword cultivator was missing an arm at the moment, his face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Today, there are not even two out of ten Tianhe Sect left, and most of them have died in the battle. If they are still alive, they will not be able to survive today.
"It's time!" Tian Sheng said leisurely and finally took action.
He took one step forward and walked through the air. There seemed to be layers of stairs invisible to the naked eye, supporting his body as he walked forward.
And the goal of his journey was the Baizhang Dharma Altar that had been standing not far away.
As if coincident with some general trend, every step Tiansheng took was like the beating of a war drum, making a dull sound.
All the sounds between heaven and earth were silenced, and the noisy battlefield also became calm at this moment. Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the Heavenly Saint and they looked up.
Tiansheng's pace seemed to be leisurely, but in fact, it only took two breaths for him to land on the altar. He lifted up the clothes behind him, flicked them, sat cross-legged, and glanced across the altar. Sifang, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work for coming all the way."
Although the voice was soft, with the blessing of its spiritual power, it spread throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the altar seemed to have become the center of the world.
"I would like to thank you all for allowing me to gather enough blood to activate this formation. I will remember you all, and the Soaring Dragon Realm will also remember you. Without further ado, I will start now. This is what I want to do for you. The way out that you have worked so hard to find!"
"Heavenly Saint, old thief, die!" came an angry shout, followed by a shocking sword light.
Not only that, there is also a technique that is as bright and majestic as a flying dragon.
There was also a bald monk, his energy and blood boiling as he rushed forward. He raised the demon-conquering pestle high in his hand, his spiritual energy and blood boiling, and he smashed it down on the head of the Heavenly Saint.
Kui Yuanshan, deputy head of the Huangtian Sect, Yuan Changcun, the contemporary head of Haoran Academy, and Guangjing, the abbot of Jingang Temple, took action together.
Under the premise that Li Sa died, Fahua and Liu Tian died, and Huang Liang could not come out, these three people were already the strongest beings in this realm, and they were also the strongest monks in the coalition.
The three of them took action brazenly and attacked from both sides. No one in the world could block their combined attack.
The eyes of countless monks were attracted by these three figures, as if they had foreseen the scene in which the Heavenly Saint would be driven to pieces under the attack of these three people.
However, Tian Sheng, who was sitting on the Baizhang Dharma Altar, just smiled slightly.
This smile looked extremely weird.
Facing the combined attacks of these three powerful men, he didn't even have the thought to dodge.
A layer of blood light suddenly emerged from his body. The blood light was so rich that it was unbelievable. In an instant, Tian Sheng's entire body seemed to be covered in blood.
The shocking sword light struck on the blood light, unable to shake the blood light at all. Like a dragon's soaring spell hitting the blood light, it was equally calm.
Master Guangjing’s demon-conquering pestle was smashed down.
Yunhe's ultimate cultivation at the ninth level, coupled with the explosive power of his tempered body, caused the Void City to twist with this blow. Not to mention the person in front of him, even gold and iron could be smashed to pieces.
However, under this pestle, Tiansheng remained unharmed, and even the slightest sound was not heard from the massive blow.
Only the thick blood light covering Tiansheng's body created a layer of tiny ripples.
"How can it be?"
Countless monks who saw this scene were stunned on the spot. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes and wondered if they had some illusion.
Is there such a person in this world?
Although I have long heard that Tiansheng, the leader of the Tianhe Sect, has cultivated his body and participated in creation, it is impossible for him to have such strength.
However, many people saw the clues, especially the three people who took action...
Naturally, Tiansheng himself did not have the ability to withstand a combined attack from three people. The problem appeared in the layer of blood on his body.
Especially Monk Guangjing, who rushed forward to fight Tiansheng, clearly noticed something abnormal at this moment.
The Blood River Formation covering a hundred miles in radius is roaring and flowing. The altar is located at the eye of the formation. The power of the entire formation is concentrated on Tiansheng.
No one noticed when he activated this inexplicable formation.
The sound of rushing water sounded, and along with the rolling blood river was a heart-stopping breath.
"What evil method is this?" Monk Guangjing stared angrily.
Tiansheng smiled calmly: "It's a method given by God, how do you, a monk, know the secret of it?"
This is not a lie. Tiansheng has never practiced the formation method in his life, and being able to arrange such a large formation is indeed a wonderful method that he learned from the sky.
But whether it is really a God-given method or not, only the Heavenly Sage himself knows.
"Monsters and demons dare to pretend to be gods and ghosts!" Monk Guangjing roared like a lion, raised the demon-conquering pestle high in his hand again, and smashed it down.
"In front of the divine power of our Lord, there is no need to do anything else." Tian Sheng snorted, and with a flick of his finger, a streak of blood suddenly shot out and hit the chest of the monk Guangjing in front of him.
It was obviously just an inconspicuous light of blood, but the moment it hit him, Guangjing felt as if he had been hit by a big mountain. His burly figure flew out uncontrollably, and he spit out a mouthful of blood while he was in mid-air.
Blood mist, face pale, eyes wide with anger, face full of disbelief.
"Master!" Yuan Changcun from Haoran Academy quickly flew over and caught Guangjing. The two figures rolled and retreated several hundred feet before they stabilized themselves.
However, Guangjing's appearance at this moment was shocking. His chest was a blur of flesh and blood, with a bloody light covering it, which seemed to be extremely corrosive, and a stinging sound could be heard.
His body, which has been tempered for many times, and the body-protecting Golden Gang that he has practiced for a lifetime, is actually vulnerable to this bloody light.
Everything is quiet...
When Tiansheng flicked Guangjing with one finger, all the eyes looking at him changed.
The remaining monks of the Tianhe Sect were in high spirits, while the monks of the Dragon Soaring Realm monk alliance looked in fear.
"Has he...really taken that step?"
At this moment, this incredible idea popped into the minds of countless people.
They are both at the ninth level of Yunhe, and no matter how powerful the Heavenly Saint is, they cannot fly away Master Guangjing with just one finger.
But in fact, he really did it.
If this can be done, there is only one explanation.
Tiansheng took the step that the Longteng cultivation world had dreamed of for countless years, broke the shackles of Yunhe, and advanced to a higher level.
At this moment, Tiansheng's whole body was enveloped in thick blood, and even if anyone wanted to see his true heritage, they couldn't.
So no one knows at all whether he is still in the Cloud River realm. (To be continued.)
This chapter has been completed!