After falling to the ground, several ancient saints made big craters.
Those who have reached their level of cultivation will not die even if they become skeletons, but they themselves are strong men who have been sleeping for countless years. They have not fully recovered from the siege of Emperor Chen Yong last time. If they experience this again, they will not have the power of the ancient saints.
, life span will be completely exhausted and death will be inevitable.
In other words, they are really using their lives to block this "god" in front of them!
"We cannot let people from various schools of thought die here..."
Seeing that if the battle continued, everyone might die, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.
Although he was not friendly with the various schools of thought, and even had several unpleasant quarrels, he could not just watch them die.
These ancient saints spent their lives for the sake of humanity and righteousness, not for themselves.
Just like Zhang Hongtian back then, he is worthy of admiration.
Using his power, he was about to rush out silently and deliver a fatal blow to the "god" who crawled out. Not far away, Kong Shiyao spurted out blood again, and his voice sounded loudly.
"The space is stable, retreat!"
Boom!
Following her words, the sky that was originally full of cracks began to heal instantly, and the moving space became stable.
The "god" had already climbed up to expose his waist, but at this moment, with just one word, he quickly retreated and returned to the position of his shoulders.
However, the gap between her cultivation level and her opponent's was too big. Even though she used the power of blood, she still couldn't solve it once and for all.
"It is indeed his bloodline. That's great. If I can get it, the sect master will definitely accept me as his direct descendant and give me enough resources..."
After retreating to the point where he almost left this world, the "god" was not afraid, but instead filled with excitement, his eyes shining with excitement.
At this moment, the corpse of the ancient saint Ziyuan seemed to be resurrected. After absorbing enough blood essence and blood from the descendants, it slowly flew out of the sarcophagus, clenched its fists, and struck forward.
Boom!
There was nothing flashy about this punch, but it carried irresistible power. It had obviously reached the realm of shattering the void.
"Hey!"
The "god" was not afraid, but instead sneered and clasped his hands together.
Hiss!
The formation maintained by the corpse was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and countless mercury-like powers swayed down.
Impacted by this force, Ancient Sage Yan Qing also fell heavily to the ground, as if his back was pressed down by a huge mountain, unable to move at all.
The others were not much better. Kong Shiyao could still hold on because she used the power of her bloodline, but Yan Xue's face turned pale, blood overflowed from his body, and he was about to collapse before he even took action.
Zhang Xuan was hidden in the void. Although he also suffered pressure, it was not serious. In addition to being the strongest and shielding the pores on his body in advance, he suffered the least damage.
Click! Click! Click!
The "god" fought with the corpse of the ancient saint Ziyuan seven or eight times in a row. The seal was broken. In addition, the essence and blood of the ancient saint Yan Qing were exhausted. The power of the ancient saint became weaker and weaker. On the contrary, a mercury-like power enveloped the entire high platform.
, the former is like a fish in water and becomes more powerful.
Not long after, there was a "Boom!" and the ancient saint's body was knocked back into the sarcophagus again, unable to move.
"Bloodline burning..."
With blood-red eyes, Kong Shiyao continued to drink, and the blood started to burn again. However, before it was completely burned, the laughter of the god in front of her rang out: "It's better to save it. If you die here, even if you are captured, it will be useless."
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Clap it down with one palm.
puff!
The delicate body shook, and Kong Shiyao fell straight from the air.
Holding back the danger of his meridians being broken, Yan Xue rushed forward and supported him.
"Ha ha!"
After repelling the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan and knocking down Kong Shiyao, the "god" laughed again, swaying his body, rushing out of the crack, and suspended in the air.
There was a seal blocking it just now, and it was difficult to climb out. Now the seal is torn, and the body of Ancient Saint Ziyuan, who is the center of the formation, has returned to the sarcophagus again, and nothing can stop him anymore.
"I'm very curious about what kind of place can give birth to such a powerful person who defies the heavens. I saw it with my own eyes, and I was very disappointed!"
After looking around for a while, the "god" smiled coldly, turned his palm, and grabbed Kong Shiyao.
Yan Xue gritted his teeth and rushed over. Before he could reach him, he was flicked away by a finger and fell to the ground. His entire body was shattered.
"Come with me!"
Hooray!
The power enveloped Kong Shiyao and she couldn't break free no matter what.
"No……"
Seeing Master Kong, the only descendant with a bloodline above "eight" in a thousand years, being taken away, everyone's teeth were broken into pieces.
But the strength is not enough, there is no way.
“Master Kong’s creation of Kunxu Realm must be destroyed in my hands... I’m really unwilling to do so!”
Ancient Sage Yan Qing kept trembling.
The people of the Foreign Spirit Clan that Master Kong had not pacified back then have been pacified. I thought that the human race would become stronger and stronger and completely glorious. However, I never expected that the most powerful sects would undergo changes and be destroyed at any time.
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Before the opening of the Confucius Temple, there had been no changes in the world. As long as the seal was maintained, he would definitely not be able to pass through the barrier. But now, the barrier has become thinner and the seal has been torn... Even if he consumes all his life, he will never be able to recover.
If that person were here...would it change the ending?
Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind...the Heavenly Famous Master named Zhang Xuan.
This guy, despite his young age, can create miracles every time.
【m.】
According to the information he knew, Emperor Chen Ling also allowed a "god" to break through the barriers through sacrifices and come to the Foreign Spirit Clan, and it was he who killed him...
If we were here, would we be able to kill this person and save hundreds of schools of thought from disaster?
"He is not here, and the relationship with him is not pleasant..."
This thought flashed away, and then he shook his head helplessly.
Not to mention, outsiders cannot enter here, and even if they can, they may not be able to help.
Although it was for the sake of destroying the foreign spirit tribe and the human race, there were several disputes, and people from various schools of thought maintained their noble status, so the relationship with this famous master of heaven was not as friendly as imagined.
"Forget it, even if I risk my life, I still have to save Kong Shiyao..."
Knowing that it was useless to think about it at this moment, he forcibly gathered his strength. Just as Ancient Sage Yan Qing wanted to use up the last drop of blood in his body and rush to save people, he saw a cold light rushing straight up from the side of the high platform.
Like a river with a broken embankment, it surges straight up, and like lightning, it rushes in and stabs straight into the throat of the "god".
"this……"
Seeing that there was a super strong man hidden at some point, and his moves were so brilliant, Ancient Saint Yan Qing stiffened, and he looked around hurriedly, and then he saw an unruly figure, just like Master Kong carved on the relief of the ancestral hall, reflecting