In the lineup of the Dao Palace in Huangzhou, Yuan Hong is holding a battle formation of the Great Heavenly Gang and holding a holy weapon in his hand. The attacking power should be the strongest under the holy realm.

What's more, Yuan Honghan took action angrily, and in order to avenge the blood revenge of Taihang Mountain, he took action without any mercy. In an instant, many powerful men from Zhisheng Cliff were shot to death on the spot.

"Let's array." Ge Feng and the nine Qinzhuang people fought, and they did not forget to roar. Back then, the nine Qinzhuang people used the holy sword to kill, but no one could stop them. Although there is no holy sword now, they can still deal with Ge Feng who holds the holy weapon.

The figures in the sage realm of Zhisheng Cliff flashed and remained calm in the face of danger and began to line up.

"Roar..." Yuan Hong roared to the sky, and the body of the golden demon ape became even bigger. He stepped on the sky and the earth, and the void was shaken. He swung the huge Wudi Ruler with both hands, and the Wudi Ruler continued to expand and turned into an endless huge ruler. Although Yuan Hong was not good at Wudi Ruler, the Wudi Ruler contained Wudi Ruler, which could amplify the attack and transform into Wudi Ruler, and it was infinity.

The strong man on Zhisheng Cliff only felt that he was covering the sky and the sun, and endless shadows slashed down from the sky, just like the end of the world. This kind of attack was impossible to block even the top sage holding the holy weapon.

A shocking sound came out, and another group of strong men were annihilated under the shadow of the ruler and killed.

In the distance, at the top of a cliff on Zhisheng Cliff, a group of strong men gathered together and appeared there. At the front, the person in front was an old man with white hair and white beard. He was an older generation of strong men who had been practicing hard for many years in Zhisheng Cliff. He finally gave up because he failed to attack the Holy Path many times and practiced hard on Zhisheng Cliff. Although he had not entered the Saints List, he was actually no less than the strong men behind the Saints List and was very strong.

The light at the center of his eyebrows was bright, and an unparalleled spiritual power spread out from it. In his eyebrows, the spiritual holy weapon contained in the heart of the eyebrows was the treasure of Zhisheng Cliff. At this time, the strong men standing behind him all had their spiritual power surged towards the white-haired old man's eyebrows, and an astonishing aura formed between the surrounding heaven and earth, and the pressure enveloped Zhisheng Cliff.

The mountains were dislocated, and huge rocks on the surface moved horizontally, extending endless rocks, blocking the empty palaces under Zhisheng Cliff and sealing them underground. At this moment, all the wise figures went to fight, and the kings and princes could not participate at all. He isolated the entire empty space under Zhisheng Cliff from the battlefield to protect their safety.

"Guarding the Earth Veins." The white-haired old man spat out a sound. The powerful aura was unparalleled. Yuan Hong glanced over there and stepped forward. At the same time, a terrifying monster appeared above the sky, with black dragons roaring, giant pythons swallowing and spitting black fog, divine turtles frozen in the world, and many top monsters appeared in the battlefield.

This time, Ye Futian not only led the powerful Taoist palace masters to descend, but also a powerful army of monsters.

In the Great Holy Dao Palace in Huangzhou, there are top figures who are good at controlling beasts.

"Contacts." The old man with white hair shouted again, and suddenly, stone men wearing rock armor appeared, guarding the various locations of Zhisheng Cliff.

"Bang." The sky and earth shook, and Yuanhong moved forward step by step, trampling on everything.

Seeing Yuan Hong approaching with the Tiangang battle formation, the white-haired old man activated his spiritual will power to the limit. A terrifying storm blew up from the sky, and a sacred light shone. Under the storm, an endless huge figure appeared, as if summoned from the sky, like a god.

"Guardian of the Heavenly Vein." The white-haired old man's voice trembled, as if the consumption was extremely terrifying. The summoned figure flashed with extremely dazzling light, just like a real holy light.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man's pupils became extremely weird, and the summoned guardian of the Heavenly Vein also opened his eyes, extremely weird.

He stretched out his hand to the rear, and suddenly a dazzling light shone out from the Zhisheng Cliff, and fell directly into the palm of the guardian of the Heavenly Vein. It was a hammer of a holy weapon, and a terrifying holy light burst out from it.

"What a strong breath." Ye Futian glanced at the guardian of the sky vein as majestic as a mountain and the hammer of the holy artifact. Knowing that the Holy Cliff is the first inheritance place of Yuzhou, it will naturally not be too weak. Even if it is not as good as the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ye Futian still did not underestimate it at all. Therefore, he not only asked his teacher to fight to lead the top figures from Huangzhou to join him, but also used a large army of monsters to join the battle.

Otherwise, it would not be that easy to take down Zhisheng Cliff.

The level of the Holy Realm is not difficult, but he never thought of letting the village chief participate in the massacre from the beginning. If that happens, Emperor Xia might have ordered that the Jiuzhou could fight in chaos and the Holy Realm could take action at will. That would be a real disaster for the deserted state.

Of course, although Zhisheng Cliff is not weak, the current Supreme Holy Dao Palace is not the same as that of that year. After the outbreak of the holy war, many people on the Wilderness Heavenly List of the Wilderness State surrendered to the Taoist Palace to practice and gain insights from the Holy Temple. Zhisheng Cliff did not have time to summon the top forces in Yuzhou to participate in the battle.

So they will win this battle.

At this time, the summoned guardian of the Heavenly Vein held a holy weapon and fell down towards Yuanhong. The nine heavenly thunder tribulation came down in the sky, and the hammer of the holy weapon came down. The power of the great way fell, trying to smash everything.

Yuanhong did not dodge, the golden giant ape stood like a mountain, and the power of the battle formation flowed wildly on his body. His extremely burly body drew a brilliant arc in the void, and swung the infinite ruler to blast the hammer of the holy weapon.

Two holy artifacts were crazy in the air, and endless light of disasters fell from the sky, as if the light of destruction swept past, sweeping across the entire Zhisheng Cliff, hundreds of miles of the square garden, and the earth was trembling.

Outside Zhisheng Cliff, some people who came to pilgrimage saw the battle above Zhisheng Cliff, and their hearts were filled with storms.

They had never seen such a terrible battle, nor had they ever thought that someone would come to Zhisheng Cliff.

That is the strong man from Huangzhou and the Supreme Holy Dao Palace.

It is rumored that Zhisheng Cliff invaded the deserted state, but now the other party has returned and is coming with a strong force.

The Yuzhou Holy Land Zhisheng Cliff is facing a crisis of life and death.

In the battlefield, beside Ye Futian, the sword saint walked forward, and the magic knife appeared in his hand. In an instant, a stream of terrifying magic air flowed wildly between the world, turning into endless magic sword intents, sweeping across the world, and this magic intention flowed into the body of the sword saint crazy.

At this moment, the Saint Saint's body seemed to be undergoing transformation, and the peaceful figure became extremely domineering. His eyes revealed dark magic light, and his whole body seemed to be demonized. His body was now integrated with the magic sword and the power of the demonic path between heaven and earth.

In the battle of the Dao Palace, he activated the magic sword to fight against Kong Yao. Now, the sword saint has entered the realm of a virtuous king. When the magic sword is activated, the pressure is stronger than that of the past.

The sword seemed to be roaring, sweeping out of it with the intention of killing. With the body of the sword saint as the center, the heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a dark world without vitality.

Even if he entered the realm of Xianjun, when the magic sword was activated, the sword Saint still felt that it was not like him controlling the magic sword, but more like a knife controlling him.

Entering that artistic conception, the sword saint at this time was like a demon god.

Finally, the dark light flowed over Zhisheng Cliff, and then a dark sword light was seen slashing down from the sky, like the blade of the demon god. With just one knife, the space in front of the sword holy seemed to be interrupted, and the bodies of the powerful men from Zhisheng Cliff were cut off and killed.

Many strong men looked at the scene in front of them in shock, their hearts trembled wildly, such a terrible sword technique.

A number of guardians of the connections flashed and wanted to intercept the sword saint, but saw the sword saint continue to move forward, with a vast sword intent lingering on its body like a demon.

Without any fancy moves, he slashed out with another knife and cut off the air.

The amazingly powerful guardian of the network was cut off in half, and then shattered into nothingness, making countless powerful men in Zhisheng Cliff tremble and truly felt the fear of death.

Real war never depends on the number of people, the world of practitioners, and the peak combat power. One person can be a thousand troops. Otherwise, the Xia Emperor set the rules of holy war will not limit the attacks of the people in the holy realm. If the saints come out, they will turn into purgatory under the holy realm, and no one can survive.

Obviously, the Saint of the Sword is the peak of the sage. Who can stop it if you have a sword at the right time?

In addition to the battle formation, Ge Feng and Nie Yan, who were holding holy weapons, might be able to block one or two, but at this time, the two powerful people were fighting and had no time to distract themselves.

Kong Yao, the first person behind the saint of Zhisheng Cliff, is not at Zhisheng Cliff today.

"The strength of the eldest brother is stronger than before." Ye Futian looked at the sword saint. The battle in the Taoist Palace was the first time he saw the eldest brother using the magic sword. At that time, the eldest brother seemed to be swallowed by the magic sword and was difficult to control. After several years, the eldest brother's cultivation has become stronger and he has gone to the outside world to try. Although he still cannot completely control the magic sword, he is more capable than before.

Zhisheng Cliff, chaos broke out completely, and the guardian of the heavenly vein summoned by the white-haired old man was extremely powerful, and he fought wildly against Yuan Hong. Every attack seemed to collapse and crack the earth.

Ge Feng was intercepted by the nine powerful men of Qinzhuang. The battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous. If you were not careful, you would be doomed.

Another strong man on the Sage List, Nie Yan, has Yun Shang, the Lord of the Ice and Snow Temple, and Huang Xi, to deal with it, so that he will not be suppressed by the other party.

In addition, Youchi, Zhuge Qingfeng and other powerful people all broke into the crowd, and there were many big monsters.

A fierce battle broke out across the entire Zhisheng Cliff.

Outside the battlefield, there were a group of strong men in Zhisheng Cliff who did not take action. They were all older generation figures of Zhisheng Cliff, hiding beside them, and their eyes were always on Ye Futian.

Ye Futian naturally felt that these people were very strong and did not participate in the war. Their goal was obvious. If you want to find an opportunity to deal with him, you should take down his palace master first, and the battle will naturally end.

Even if they saw with their own eyes that the strong men of Zhisheng Cliff were absolutely weak and kept falling, they were unmoved and had no intention of intervening, which showed their nature.

Ye Futian seemed to have not seen it. He sat cross-legged in the void. At this time, Qinhun appeared in front of him. He lowered his head slightly, played the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano suddenly rang out in the battlefield.

This is a very exciting but sad piano piece. Under the piano piece, everyone vaguely feels the setting sun as blood, and the heaven and earth are filled with solemn and killing. This artistic conception seems to be integrated into the battlefield and becomes a part of the battlefield.

Ye Futian plucked the strings of the piano with his ten fingers, recalling everything that happened on Wolong Mountain, on Taihang and outside the Palace of the Supreme Saint Dao. These thoughts seemed to be integrated into the artistic conception of the piano, making Yuan Hong, Jian Mo and others more domineering and fierce, and their minds also recalling everything that happened back then.

Today, Zhishengya will pay off the debt for what he did that year, which is a bloody debt.

Since the three holy lands want to join forces to destroy the Tao Palace, then they will pay the price of bleeding!
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