"Prince, there are a few more, they should be the holy weapons that this clan has refined over the past tens of thousands of years!"

Dongfang Taiyi had a keen sense of spirituality. With a wave of his hand, several pieces of light broke through the attic and were forcibly photographed in front of him.

"I don't care, just use it as fuel later!" Si Xuan didn't even look at these holy weapons, he just gently took a few of the Si clan's holy weapons into his body.

He has the imperial weapons in hand, plus the gray mace that was struck deep into the starry sky by Old Man Dongfang just now and his own big gun, there are five holy weapons of his own tradition. Why should he use these holy weapons of the Duanmu clan to attack him?

"Okay, it's time to fully understand this grudge!" Si Xuan muttered to himself, and injected mana into Jiuli Tu again!

"rise!"

He shouted softly, and the mottled ancient Jiuli Tu rushed into the void, and then enlarged crazily, covering the entire sky where the Taiyin Sect was!

"scold!"

He formed a seal with his hands and shook the Jiuli Diagram, and the four Half-Saints and more than a hundred core members of the Duanmu family who had been sealed into the diagram were released.

At this time, this group of people jointly supported the Taiyin leader's holy weapon. The power of everyone has even completely revived the holy king-level holy weapon!

"Crack!"

But this kind of struggle was in vain. Old Man Dongfang just stretched out one hand, and the palm surrounded by the two holy powers of lunar and sun directly smashed the holy king-level silver hammer into several pieces!

"Traitor! In the past, my Duanmu clan left you the root of inheritance, and now you want to kill them all?" Taiyin God Son roared, his eyes were red, and he shouted at Sixuan in the air!

"Our tribe will not surrender!" Some people shouted!

Si Xuan sat cross-legged on the Jiuli Tu, completely ignoring the plans of the people below. He had nothing to say to these people.

"Nine thousand one hundred and twenty-two people, let's all transform here!"

He suddenly spoke, and his voice turned into a Taoist sound, which spread throughout the entire Taiyin Sect's headquarters!

For a time, everyone who practiced in the Taiyin Sect, whether it was a powerful king or a young monk who only reached the four extremes of the Tao Palace, all heard this extremely indifferent voice!

The more than 9,000 people practicing and listening to Taoism here seem to have seen it, and a pair of indifferent eyes opened on the divine map covering the sky!

"Someone wants to slaughter the Taiyin Sect!"

"Quickly use the secret treasure to cross the void!"

"I am a member of the Golden Crow tribe in Beihai! Please let me go!"

"I am the Queen of the Heavenly Demon King of Hezhou. Fellow Taoist, please do not make mistakes. Be careful that all the enemies in the world are yours!"

…

Loud shouts came from various places, some were threatening, some were begging for mercy, and some were using saint-level forbidden weapons to escape!

But this is all in vain. The Great Sage and the Emperor's soldiers have double sealed the void, and even a living Great Sage cannot escape easily!

"There are a total of 9,122 people within these thousand miles. Regardless of the history you know or the relationship with the Taiyin Sect, if you are the cause of Duanmu, you will inherit the results of the Si clan!"

Si Xuan's voice sounded again, like the true god's self-talk, like the judgment of heaven, sentencing everyone present to death!

"Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!"

Five pieces of holy weapons were sacrificed by Si Xuan. These were the holy weapons of the Duanmu clan. They were placed in the five directions of the Taiyin Sect's station!

"Thousands of miles away, the Taiyin Sect's sacred soil is buried underneath, but the bones of countless princes and descendants are buried beneath it!"

"I, Prince Si Xuan of Taiyin, have resolved all the causes and consequences between the Si clan of Taiyin Religion and Duanmu!"

"Si wants none of the sacred soil, sacred materials, and holy weapons of the Duanmu clan!"

"Using the saint's bones as fire and the saint's soldiers as fuel, the Ziwei Taiyin Sect can hardly atone for the sins of the past. Today, it will teach and transform!"

Si Xuan's voice was deep and loud, mixed with suppressed anger, and spread throughout this sacred land!

Transformation!

Hearing Si Xuan's words, all the monks who were banned within a thousand miles felt cold all over their bodies!

The word "transformation into the Tao" is another name for "death" in the spiritual world. Ancient kings, saints and even great emperors would go through such a process before they died, burning their bodies and returning to the Tao!

"No!"

"Prince, spare your life!"

"Traitor, you will not die a good death!"

Countless roars reached the ears of Si Xuan and Dongfang Taiyi. Neither of them were moved. Si Xuan even took out the weapon made from the bones of the saint!

Bone knives, bone umbrellas, bone whips, skulls, and the dark bamboo forest nourished by the saint's resentment!

These are the remains of ancient saints who were beheaded tens of thousands of years ago. They should have turned away long ago. I didn’t want to wait until today!

"Transformation!"

Si Xuan used some kind of magic method to inject strands of Tao Yun into these bone soldiers, bringing with them a breath that made the world silent, and those weapons were burning with wisps of white Tao fire!

These fires are more like brilliant lights, pure and flawless, lighting up the sky far away!

"go!"

Si Xuan used Jiuli Tu to draw a trace of the fire of Tao Transformation, and sent them to the locations of the five holy weapons of the Duanmu Clan thousands of miles away!

The holy soldiers have spirits, and naturally they don't want to be burned up, but under the suppression of Jiulitu, they are all ignited by the Tao fire, and they inevitably come to an end!

"raging!"

"rumble!"

How terrifying is the energy caused by the burning of holy weapons? What's more, five holy weapons burned at the same time, and the pure white sea of ​​​​fire swallowed up all the pavilions, palaces, sacred springs, treasure mountains and... practitioners here!

"Uh ah ah, no!" A king yelled in shock, and his body was ignited by Tao fire. This process is irreversible at all!

"People of the Si tribe, I curse you!" The half-saint who had been injured by Dongfang Taiyi's roar was cursing loudly. His body has been swallowed up and his soul is burning!

…

Si Xuan sat cross-legged on the Jiuli Tu, ignoring all the sounds below, and just quietly looked at these burning black bone soldiers.

"I don't know your name, and I don't know how many generations of my nephew you are. Let me consider you as your great-uncle!" Si Xuan looked at these quietly burning bone soldiers and murmured to them.

"Your grievances have not been resolved, so I will help you resolve the cause and effect. The whole Duanmu will be buried with you, so you can rest assured that you will become a Taoist!"

"After millions of years of vicissitudes of life, all the buildings here are no longer what they used to be. It must be a sad place for you, so they should all be destroyed."

Si Xuan murmured and said a lot about the pile of broken bones. The Dao fire was burning brightly, and there were traces of flying feathers on the broken bones. They stayed in the void for a moment like Dao marks before dissipating!

Vaguely, among the pieces of light feathers flying, Si Xuan seemed to see a middle-aged man in a moon-white robe kowtowing to him, but the light feathers turned into light spots and scattered, and it was as if nothing happened!

"Is it...feathering?"

It was also the first time for Si Xuan to see such a scene. He turned his head to Dongfang Taiyi, and the old man also stared blankly at the remains of the bones that were about to burn out.

"There seems to be a figure in white robes offering his hand to me." Old Man Dongfang said frankly. His great sage cultivation was extremely sensitive, and he seemed to have seen that figure!

Transform into the Dao? Become a human? Afterlife?

In an instant, Si Xuan thought of a lot. These two words, Yuhua Shenchao and Yuhua Lazuli, carry too many things!

He turned his gaze to the Taiyin Sect below, which was covered in blazing Taoist fire. The Jade Yuqiong Tower, Shenquan Baoshan and the practitioners were all burning, but there was no trace of light feathers flying!

"Tick tock!"

Suddenly, Si Xuan faintly heard the sound of water drops falling to the ground. The sound was not loud, but extremely clear.

In his eyes, a round water mirror appeared, and there were marks in the mirror that slowly condensed, and finally turned into two Taoist talismans, which were fixed in Si Xuan's eyes!

"The Divine Seal of Dao Tribulation! Feathered Tribulation Light!"
Chapter completed!