Cangsong's originally stiff body trembled violently, and all the lost strength suddenly returned to his body. Fear, cowardice, and all fear disappeared. He raised his head suddenly and glared at the terrifying abyss.
What is the most terrifying thing in the world?
Isn’t it death!
Cangsong laughed a little maniacally, and then he let out a tiger roar and tore the clothes on his chest directly with one hand. His eyes were still waiting for the darkness to fall from the sky, and then stabbed his chest with a sword!
The sword's edge was cold, breaking through the body.
If you are not afraid of death, then there is nothing to fear!
Darkness roared above the head, as if countless ghosts appeared together in the darkness, opening their ferocious faces and screaming horribly at the tiny ant-like person below! But all the scariest and most horrifying scenes in the world were like running water.
A flash flashed before Cangsong's eyes, unable to shake him even a little bit.
The severe pain in his chest made him tremble all over, but it also reminded him persistently and sharply to support him. There were still people bleeding and fighting for him, so he must not, I'm sorry, them!
He roared angrily, and cut open the flesh and blood on his chest, and blood spurted out in an instant. At the moment when the flesh and blood were in severe pain, there was suddenly a hint of comfort and a little satisfaction in Cangsong's eyes.
After doing this, Senior Brother Wan and the three junior brothers, you should no longer look down on me, right? I have not sorry for you, I tried my best, and I reached the final and most incredible point!
He threw away the fairy sword, jumped on it, and in the darkness and violent wind falling from the sky, he smeared his chest and flesh on the Shura Tower. Blood spurted out, dyeing the entire tower in blood red.
The Shura Tower roared instantly, and the entire tower trembled and emitted a strange scream. Wherever the blood passed, the sword marks originally made by him turned red one by one, and then large blocks of strange stones began to
It became as soft as sand and fell one after another.
The entire Shura Tower was crumbling at this moment!
Above the sky, the dark abyss trembled at the same time, and began to gradually become blurry at the edge.
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This day was the darkest day in history for the Demonic Cult and the Holy Land of the Demonic Cult, the Savage Temple. Several hateful and treacherous Middle-earth righteous monks secretly sneaked into the Demonic Mountain, and then brazenly attacked the gathered masters without knowing the height of the earth.
The Savage Temple launched an attack. Although there were many masters in the Demon Cult, the Savage Temple still suffered heavy losses when it was caught off guard.
Many holy halls that have been carefully cared for by the Holy Cult members for many years have suffered a catastrophe. The Lecture Hall, the Samsara Hall, the Dharma Hall, etc. have been severely damaged, and the losses are incalculable. Now, including the main hall, they have also been poisoned, and the most important thing is that
Yes, the Shura Tower, which has been erected here since ancient times and seems to be forever indestructible, is now in danger of collapse.
When everyone in the Demon Cult in the main hall realized this, there was an instant uproar and the crowd was excited. At this time, no one could hide anymore, and everyone rushed towards Wan Jianyi desperately, intending to defeat him quickly
This person then goes to save Shura Pagoda.
But at this moment, Wan Jianyi suddenly floated up, and instead of retreating and escaping, he moved straight forward. But did he directly attack a demon sect master? Instead, he just wandered away like before.
He quickly avoided several figures and rushed towards the back of the main hall and behind everyone in the Demon Sect.
Everyone in the Demon Sect, who had been led by this tall and handsome man in white, was startled. They subconsciously looked back. Suddenly, someone shouted in a frightened voice and stretched out his fingers.
Standing at the back of the main hall, he shouted: "Icon!"
Everyone in the Demon Cult was shocked and turned around.
This is the main hall among the many halls of the Wilderness Temple. It enshrines the two sacred images of the Netherworld Madonna and the Heavenly Shaming King. They are also the two largest and most sacred among all the halls. There have always been many rituals in the demonic sect.
, ceremonies, sacrifices, etc. will all be held here. The most sacred place in the so-called wilderness holy land is actually above these two extremely sacred icons.
Behind the crowd, I saw Wan Jian Yi dressed in white dancing, floating straight up, and flying straight towards the two huge holy statues.
Behind him, all the demon sect masters roared in unison and pursued them with all their strength. Among them, the fastest ones were Qinglong and Poison God. Suzaku, who was dressed in black, seemed to be unique in his movement skills. Although
Daoxing is slightly weaker than Qinglong, but his speed is not slower than him.
Wan Jianyi didn't seem to care at all about the large group of masters who were following behind him. His handsome face was calm, and he flew to the two holy statues as fast as lightning. He glanced at the faces of these two gods: Our Lady of Mercy
The ferocious King Ming seemed to be two extremes, but they were placed side by side in this temple, forming a strange balance.
He suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, as if the madness in his heart suddenly arose. With a wave of his right hand, the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword came to him. At that moment, the green light flashed across the sky, and he heard the whistling sword energy. In the blink of an eye,
Then the three characters "Wan Jian Yi" were carved on the white wall between the two holy statues.
The three characters "dragon flying and phoenix dancing" were written in an extremely wild manner, like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping, as if they were about to break through the wall at the next moment.
When everyone in the Demon Cult saw this scene behind them, they were instantly furious. With their roars, countless magic weapons and magical powers were fired at them.
Wan Jianyi laughed loudly, swung his sword to resist, and kept retreating. At the same time, he stepped aside and revealed two holy statues. Immediately, many masters of the Demon Cult threw their weapons at him. For fear of hurting the statues, they all hurriedly
Closing trend.
Among the crowd, Qinglong went straight into the crowd, and fought Wan Jian head-on with three moves. Wan Jianyi's face darkened, and he forced Qinglong back with one sword, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his white clothes with blood.
The Poison God on the side was overjoyed and rushed forward while shouting: "This beast is exhausted, we will capture him and sacrifice his blood to the Holy Mother Mingwang!"
Wan Jianyi let out a long laugh, and the green light of the sword was not weak but became stronger. It seemed that his supernatural power seemed to have no end, and he went straight towards the Poison God.
The Poison God trembled, and saw that the shocking sword light did not dare to catch it, and flew back directly. However, at this moment, a black shadow passed by, but it was Suzaku aiming at the opportunity, and rushed directly to Wan Jianyi's side, holding in his hand
The sharp sword raised up and struck at Wan Jian.
Wan Jianyi turned to one side and seemed to be about to resist, but at this moment his eyes fell on Suzaku. Their eyes met in the air for a moment, and they both recognized each other instantly. Wan Jianyi's sword was not stopping, and he was about to counterattack.
But at this moment, he suddenly trembled, as if his spiritual power had been faltered for some reason. (To be continued)