The blessed sage slowly stood up, and the top sage wave filled the air with a power that was earth-shattering.
He stared at the figure in white walking in the distance, his mood became panic and depression, and he had a premonition that a disaster was coming.
The growth history of Fu Sheng can also be said to be glorious. In the past, he rose to power in the Daxia Mansion and rose to prominence in the court. Under his leadership, the tribe grew wildly. In the future, there is hope that he will ascend to the divine court and become a god!
In the history of his rise, there was once a premonition of impending disaster. Of course, it was not the Holy King of Xia who attacked the imperial city at the divine level, but the decision in the past whether to inform the emperor of the secret control of the Divine Court by Daxia Mansion.
Back then, Fu Sheng had a very intense psychological struggle because he was worried that the emperor would abandon him if he betrayed the Daxia Mansion. As a result, he made the right bet and accepted the fiefdom and inheritance of the Daxia Mansion, transforming himself into a popular figure next to the emperor.
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To this day, Fusheng once again had a premonition of a death crisis with unlimited pressure, his face became solemn, and he tried his best to master a series of trump cards to deal with the catastrophe.
"Buzz!"
The starry sky has become dim, affecting a vast area, giving the world a vague feeling that the starry sky is about to die, be eternally silent, and come to an end!
"Woooo..."
The cold wind blew in, and darkness covered the heaven and earth, covering up the brilliance of the holy mountain. Those who started practicing here were all panicked and even more shocked.
How strong the Taoism and magical power can be to subvert the starry sky?
When dusk comes, the world is completely silent, except for the sound of footsteps approaching from far away. It sounds very light, but in fact it is like thunder crashing in my heart, with a huge mountain pressing down on my heart!
The saints are all trembling. What kind of practice is this? Is the old holy master here?
Juntian pressed down from afar, seeming to see through the boundless land with a thought, looking at this holy mountain, walking with a sword, filled with a cold and murderous aura.
"Stop him!"
The blessed saint pointed at the sky, and the entire holy mountain changed color. Immortal matter surged like a sea, boundless, penetrating the starry sky, and brilliant!
Film after film of mass killing arrays were activated in unison, with hundreds of roars and rotations, and the surging fluctuations were terrifying and boundless, shaking the eighty-one domains in a short time!
"The peerless killing array has been activated!"
The changes in the Holy Mountain were shocking. All kinds of killing arrays capable of killing saints erupted violently. The churning runes formed a storm and were arranged in the sky, like a super war beast roaring.
"Boom!"
The world-destroying divine light rose from the ground, the sky was cut off, and the impact of the starry sky shook violently, and then crashed down, sweeping across the wasteland in all directions.
However, what is shocking is that the hundreds of major killing arrays were only activated for a short period of time, and then dispersed like a tide!
"Whoa!"
The figure climbing the mountain walked through the trajectory of the killing formation at an extremely fast speed, shrinking to an inch and pulling out the core formation flags one after another.
Jun Tian's figure was like a fairy mist, flowing all over the Holy Mountain. He had already figured out the operating rules of the guardian formation, and took off the formation flag in a short time, but it was still on the ground.
Jun Tian walked steadily, with long black hair shawl, and walked up the mountain with an indifferent expression, and said: "Blessed Saint, I'm here to give you a ride. These mass killing formations should be shut down."
"You...who are you?"
Saint Fu let out a horrified roar, and all the strong men of the Fu family were shocked. This method was probably outrageous. How long had he been eyeing this holy mountain?
Twenty or so saints walked out, including several great saints, most of whom were elite members of the royal family. The lineup looked terrifying, standing high on the top of the mountain, looking down on all directions.
"You are Zutian!"
A young powerful man from the royal family who had just rushed to the Great Saint level said in a cold voice: "You actually have the courage to attack the holy mountain of my great power. You are so courageous. Who gave you the courage!" They felt like they were dreaming.
How does it feel to venture into the Holy Mountain alone? Has he taken the courage to do so?
"What? He is Zutian?"
The Holy Mountain was in an uproar. No one knew who Zu Tian was. He had just arrived at the Holy Emperor's battlefield, chopped up the Nine Princesses, and roasted the Sky Beast. His fame spread throughout the world.
What happened next made him even more invincible. Now he is wanted by the three supreme forces. Looking for who in this situation, he actually dares to take the initiative to fight back?
"Zutian, how dare you come here to seek death!"
Thousands of soldiers and horses of the Fuji family stood up together, and there was an extremely terrifying wave. This was an elite force with surging vitality and blood. Most of them were Daozang level, and the leader was the King. No matter where this terrifying lineup went, they would kill
It can cause a bloody storm.
Not to mention that the leader is the Blessed Saint, who controls the God of War Tower, and also has a large number of royal elites. Who dares to attack such a lineup?
"Boom!"
A sea of killing intent surged, flooding the entire holy mountain and covering up Jun Tian's figure.
However, he still walked towards the top of the mountain, carrying the overwhelming pressure, his eyes as cold as lightning, and with every step he took, the starry sky darkened.
"For those who have nothing to do with it, please leave this holy mountain immediately. I don't want you to leave this world now, and I don't want anyone to go out and tell the truth."
"Run away!"
Tens of thousands of Originators who were cultivating here all rushed out, bringing smoke and dust to the sky. Some people seemed to have thought of something, gritted their teeth and used escape techniques, and fled to the distant land at extremely fast speeds.
"boom!"
A terrifying light flashed through the void, and the cow rushed to the battlefield at an extremely fast speed, crashing down suddenly and crushing the strong man who fled to the distant land!
Niu roared low, and his fighting posture was quite strong. Even though he was defeated, he was comparable to the top sage roaring in the world, and he pinned another one to death.
The momentum of Xiongguan changed drastically, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, like a bleeding steel dragon, evaporating hundreds of millions of vicious waves, blocking all the strong men who fled to report the news.
In a short period of time, hundreds of strong men were killed, and the people who were suppressed were trembling and suffocating. The reward of hundreds of millions of immortal crystals is not so easy to earn.
"Hahahaha, a big show is about to take place. Camera, please give me the fucking camera!"
Pu Long is already in place. Apparently Jun Tian dug him out and led a group of younger brothers. They are currently squatting in the grass in the distance and recording the scene.
"Zutian, this living madman pressed towards the Holy Mountain alone. What on earth did he want to do?"
Pu Long's younger brother was trembling with fear. He stepped towards the figure of the Holy Mountain. Carrying great divine power, the pressure he created became more and more powerful, and finally the entire starry sky was completely dark!
The galaxy ends, the stars wail, it seems that the dusk era is coming, and the inexplicable cold wind and chill are sweeping across it, it seems that the chapters of the gods in the sky are ending, and the galaxy is eternally silent!
Jun Tian didn't know what level of magical power Muluo Xinghe had. Normally it would be difficult for him to activate it, but during this period, his Taoism increased at an absurd speed, and he developed this amazing skill.
The sky was full of poignant meteor showers, like the vast starry sky pressing in. With a powerful force that made the whole world feel groggy, it covered the sky and covered the Holy Mountain!
This is like an epic scene. The sun is setting behind the sky and the moon is destroying, but there is no sound. There is no sound. Only the heaven and earth are eternally silent, and only his life is shining and heating.
This is more like his home ground, more like a chapter of order that turns decay into magic. The holy mountain is dim, with only groups of soldiers lying on the ground, withering away silently.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Pu Long's eyes widened and he shouted: "Quick, zoom in and get a close-up!"
The galaxy has come to an end, and everything has withered away. Only Juntian has left the world alone, without waves or waves. He is more like a saint who came from the Great Destruction. He is ethereal and misty, blurry and dark, and seems to be standing in an unreachable world at his feet.
It's a ruin.
Juntian drives into the starry sky, interpreting the Dharma, and soldiers fall down layer by layer!
Even the saints felt the terrible crushing, their souls were dizzy, covered in dust, and their memories were blurred.
"ah!"
They let out shrill roars, shaking the sleepy world, releasing their strongest foundation, burning their bodies, and stealing the sea of immortal matter.
However, they soon became desperate, and the holy mountain seemed to be exhausted...
All the immortal matter was flowing towards Juntian Cave's Taoist Palace. They could not get energy replenishment, and soon their bodies were broken into pieces, and they died tragically in groups.
"This kind of harvesting is the roughest!"
Pu Long felt cold and his heart was trembling: "Have you seen it? This is the invincible Dharma, tearing apart all obstacles. It is hard to imagine what level of magical power it is. Could it be the most powerful magical power?"
"How could it be so scary..." Pu Long's little brother was horrified.
"The Dharma reaches the heavens, and the supernatural power consults the heart! This is the invincible style of the world. What has the ruthless human race experienced during this time, and how did the Taoist behavior grow to the level of a monster? Is it possible that he has obtained the inheritance mark of the gods?" Pu Long murmured
Talk to yourself.
"kill!"
The five great saints let out heart-rending roars, especially the blessed saints. They were furious. The losses were too heavy. The Fu family suffered the greatest disaster since the founding of the clan!
The Dharma behind them stood up, and their combined force exploded, suddenly tearing apart the Mu Luo Xinghe.
At the same time, they rushed towards the foot of the mountain to kill Zu Tian.
"Moo, the cow needs to hit two!"
The bull swooped in and blocked the two great saints.
"Emperor Banzhuan wants to fight three... No, to save the king's face, the blessed saint will be left to him." Xiongda was brutal and rough, and the city walls were fierce, and they were able to withstand the two great saints.
Jun Tian walked to the top of the Holy Mountain, still calm and composed, with no unique manifestations visible.
"Who are you anyway?"
Fusheng's eyes were blood red. Zutian was only at the Saint level, not at the Great Saint level, and he was only one layer away from the Holy Lord level.
Mu Luo Xinghe is terrifying, but if it affects the Holy Level, it will be difficult to crush the Dao Heart of the Great Saint with its supreme Tao power.
"Xia Clan, Xia Juntian."
Jun Tian's faint words were like thunder exploding in the blessed saint's ears, and his pupils suddenly stood up, emitting a biting cold light.
"It's you, it's you!"
The aura of the Blessed Saint changed greatly, and a fighting power that was dozens of times more powerful than that of a saint emerged from his body. He said in a cold voice: "It's really you, a remnant of the Great Xia Mansion. You actually came to kill me, and you didn't know that God had
How high is it and how thick is the ground?"
"My time is limited. Give me a stick of incense and I should be able to kill you." Jun Tian said indifferently: "Let's take action. I will use the quasi-sage realm to clean up the door for the Xia clan today."
"What did you say? Quasi-sage!"
Fusheng's pupils were bloodshot and his whole body was vibrating with energy. He laughed angrily: "You are so brave. Quasi-Sage dares to come and kill me. Do you know how many people I killed in Daxia Mansion back then? Do you know how many people's heads fell to the ground?
?You are worthy of killing me, you are worthy of standing in front of me, Guangming Chang shouted your name, it is really ridiculous!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The blessed saint's laughter seemed crazy, and the veins on his forehead popped out. The laws of the holy way that burst out formed an endless blue sea, intertwined with the projection of the God of War, and dominated the world.
"Whoa!"
After laughing, the blessed saint tore open a big crack in the void, stepped up his long legs, turned around and fled with a mad roar!
"A would-be saint dares to kill me?"
The blessed saint didn't know why he ran away, but he ran away anyway.