Blood atomized and rained down, dyeing the earth red.
The Great Sage Tieyu, who fell into a pool of blood, struggled to get up, using Xuan Kung to use his magic power and blood to rebuild the crushed half of his body.
However, he was horrified to find that his strong resilience that belonged to a saint seemed to have been stripped away and became as slow as a snail.
His eyes were filled with fear as he looked towards the red-haired figure in the sky.
Both are true.
That man looked like a new-born demon god.
The immortal eyes are glaring, and the supreme wisdom is blooming.
"How could there be such a heaven-defying treasure!" Great Sage Tieyu almost exclaimed.
In his eyes, what stood in the sky was not a human at all, nor a monk, but a holy weapon, a peerless holy weapon that would not decay in the years, enough to become the clan's ancestral treasure.
Iron Rain circulates the Xuan Gong, slowly expelling the gray aura attached to the body.
The mysterious breath seemed to have sealed his body, feeding on mana, flesh, blood, and blood, which even a great sage like him couldn't help but be shocked and amazed.
No wonder Gusu Cuiguang took action at such a critical moment.
Anyone who sees such a mysterious treasure can't help but take action in fear.
Pale hands.
Jet black rod.
The purple-black top corner points diagonally towards the blue sky.
The divine soldiers struck from the sky and asked directly about the chariot.
Tu Shanjun tightened his grip on the magic weapon.
The Immortal Eye is like a starry sky rotating, blooming with the brilliance of the sun and moon, evolving into the Yin-Yang Avenue, bursting out two rays of mysterious light.
The pale light suddenly bloomed and burned with purple-red karma fire. It was his bow that led the old calamity to shoot down the heavenly soldiers, and the immortal soldiers conquered the blood-stained heavenly evil fire that was a variant of his heavenly evil true spiritual energy.
The secrets of heaven are mysterious, the sun and moon change, and the light shines thousands of miles away.
The demonic flames shattered the mountains and rivers, and the fire of karma spread out. The two beams of light burned for tens of thousands of miles, heading straight for the chariot that stood horizontally like a mountain.
"presumptuous!"
Great Sage Huyue shouted angrily.
The weapon spirit just now was still his defeated general. He used his soul to enter the banner to forcibly increase his strength. He also relied on the magic weapon to injure Tie Yu. Now he is directly looking at the chariot of the old king with his witnessing skills. How can he
Can he not let anger arise in his heart and disgust arise in his mind?
Arrogance and arrogance are very disgusting.
Especially the person who was vulnerable in his hands just now.
If Luo Tianfeng hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect him, that blow would have been enough to completely wipe out the body of the weapon spirit and kill the ancient treasure in his hands.
"call!"
Huyue.
The moonlight and silver sand come from the end of the Tianhe River and turn into an infinite light shield to reflect the silver light, dyeing the blue sky in this world white.
It's like the moon is really falling down from the sky, trying to extinguish the boundless fire of karma.
Suppress the demon lord who emerged from the abyss.
However, it was only a moment of tranquility. The sky should completely change to purple. The Great Saint Huyue saw countless magic soldiers performing Taoist magic in the fire.
"I'm here to help you!"
Yan Zang placed his palm on Hu Yue's back.
Yuehua, who was originally suppressed, seemed to come to life.
The silvery sand quickly formed scales.
A black sharp claw poked out from it.
The armored black dragon raised its head and roared.
At the same time, the Great Sage Tieyu, who was in a pool of blood, spit out a mysterious light and merged with the black dragon.
The black dragon in silver armor stirs up the wind and clouds, calling for wind and rain.
With the baptism of pouring rain.
laugh!
Purple-gray steam swept up from bottom to top, and finally the flame light stopped a hundred feet away from the chariot.
Gradually the fire became smaller and dissipated into smoke.
The old king's expression was calm, his eyes were silent, he looked indifferently at the burning but gradually extinguishing divine fire, and nodded slightly.
The Soul Flag Artifact Spirit indeed possesses extraordinary power. It is evident that it took three great saints to take action to stop its decline just by witnessing a magic spell.
But he wasn't surprised.
The Great Sage of Nightmare looked back at the other three with a gloomy expression.
"Let's take action together!"
The six of them are the great saints of the entire Southland. They are surrendered to the Old Heavenly King and they are also the top combat power in the Southland. Otherwise, the Old Heavenly King would not have brought them to the Great Sect for safety.
This is the time when they should play their role, otherwise they would not be deserving of resources.
What's more, he is just a new weapon spirit who relies on the power of divine weapons. No matter how powerful he is, how can he resist the six of them joining forces? Under the attack of their Six Saints, even a half-step master will have to suffer, and he is only in charge.
The spirituality of the divine weapons is nothing to be afraid of.
"Be careful, he's weird." Tie Yu, who had returned, stopped his injuries and most of his body was stabilized. Unfortunately, his broken arm was still not completely repaired, so he couldn't help but remind him.
He continued with a solemn expression and said without any pretense: "His power of swallowing human qi and blood has restrained my Xuan Gong."
"I know him."
"In the past in the Eastern Wilderness, he fought against numerous talented Taoists from numerous sects, and many candidates died in his hands. Although he claimed to respect souls, he actually devoured souls and refined souls. He was called the Soul-Swallowing Demon Lord, and he must have been
The soul-revering banner itself suppresses the monk's holy blood magic power."
"The most important thing is that even if we fight until our bodies are broken, we will not let our souls leave the sea of consciousness."
"Once you leave the sea of consciousness, you are like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back."
Cang Su asked: "Can't the Great Sage do it too?"
"Not even the Great Sage!"
The Great Sage Nightmare told the information obtained in detail.
I'm sure many monks have suffered this loss.
Because the souls of many monks can exert more powerful power.
Maybe just a moment is enough to turn the tide of the battle, and even tear open the void barrier with the soul's flying escape, and escape far into space.
But that ghost flag seems to be a natural nemesis. Once it is enveloped by the ghost flag, it will be difficult to escape.
"Let's take action together!"
The four great sages each took a step forward.
"Shameless!"
Luo Manping, who had been severely injured, struggled to get up, but unfortunately Cuigu's knife was too fast, and with his current level of refining, he could not participate in such a terrifying battle.
Once upon a time, he could suppress Tushanjun with a single move, but now he can only watch Tushanjun defeat all the saints alone.
If it weren't for the fact that he was a crippled and old and weak leader, Tushanjun would not be able to take the initiative to attack, and could only cut across the sky and the earth, like a wall blocking him.
"Wow." Luo Manping yelled.
Why is he so unsatisfied?
We have clearly reached the threshold of being authentic, but why can't we be authentic?
Yan Zang glanced at Luo Manping, then turned to look at Tu Shanjun, who was like a demon lord.
Said: "You are an ancient weapon spirit, a peerless holy weapon that conquers the heaven and earth. You have the ability to be immortal and reach the heaven and the earth. But this is a fight, and there must be no taboos in killing."
"Don't blame yourself for bringing the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled to fight with us. If you know how to obey my lord, you will have the opportunity to become a divine soldier!"
Tu Shanjun said calmly: "If you want to die, keep going forward."
Huyue was furious and shouted: "You are looking for death!"
hiss.
A jet-black sharp claw covered with silver armor descended like a pillar from the sky, creating an ancient star out of thin air as if the world was created.
These terrifying claws grasped the red-haired figure in the sky as the divine light surrounded the holy energy, and they wanted to completely turn that figure into smoke and dust in the palm of the hand and rub it into fly ash, and even his Tao was completely wiped out.
This attack brought together the four great sages Xuantong. It looked like an armored blue dragon, but in fact it was the manifestation of the combined power of the four sages. Not to mention a mortal body, even if it was the true form of the Dharma, it could be called the innate holy spirit, the evolution of
The ten-thousand-foot dharma body will also be completely crushed by this claw.
Luo Tianfeng's expression changed drastically.
These four people are different from the twenty-eight people he dealt with back then.
The four of them are all top saints. Although they cannot be called holy kings, they are all powerful practitioners. Facing any one of them is a headache, let alone the other four attacking at the same time.
He believed in Tushanjun's strength, but in the final analysis, Tushanjun was just a newly promoted person. Even if he had the level of a genius Taoist, he was not a great sage who had been famous for a long time.
He secretly said that he would help if he died.
But just when he was about to take action, his magic power suddenly surged.
Luo Tianfeng looked over quickly.
The red-haired figure was seen evolving the magic ape's fighting method, as if an ancient ape king was hissing behind him.
A black iron rod hung from the sky and crushed the earth, hovering above the demon lord's head. The arrogant world-destroying silver-scaled blue dragon seemed to have turned into a loach with long horns and an earthworm covered with scales under this iron rod.
Boom!
Under the iron rod, the Four Saints fell back vomiting blood.
Among them, the two most seriously injured were covered in bloody mist, and their bodies staggered and fell into a pool of blood.
The great sage Cangsu roared and sacrificed the dharma. The body of the dragon head was sitting there, just like an ancient holy dragon king suppressing the spiritual power of the universe. At the same time, the three dharma auras of Yuehua, Nightmare Demon and Sword King fell at the same time.
The four holy dharma images are divided into four directions, Tushanjun in the center of the town.
"die!"
The four ways of thunder and sound, the rule of law lasts forever.
Tushanjun in the center finally manifests the appearance of a green-faced and fanged evil ghost, rises up with a roar, and his hoarse ghostly roar shakes the world.
The ground is shattered with one foot, and the imprisoning hills formed by the moon's shattering divine light are turned into sand and dust, and the yin and yang wheel is transformed into a terrifying star, drawing the most gorgeous trajectory.
Bang!
One stick shattered the mountain and shattered the Dharma.
Huyue was thrown out like a wrung rag, and even the moonlight that shrouded it turned into a hazy mist.
Just watch the Demon Lord in the fog fight with Luo Qiankun, cut off the dragon's head, erase the nightmare, and hammer the Heavenly Sword into little bits of starlight, drifting away with the dark wind.
All of a sudden.
One died and two were seriously injured.
Another person was so frightened that he turned into a cowering turtle.
A female cultivator standing next to the chariot immediately moved and took action without warning.
She wears a golden robe and a purple-gold crown on her head.
The two golden rings looked like her bracelets, but under the influence of her magic power, they evolved into countless flying rings, just like the scattered stars stopping Tushanjun from moving forward to expand his victory.
She must take action.
Never allow the weapon spirit to swallow the soul and refine the soul!
"Holy King?!"
Luo Manping exclaimed, but what surprised him even more was Tu Shanjun.
Tu Shanjun became a Saint King just after his breakthrough. He defeated four great Saints in one battle and forced a Saint King to take action before he could stop him.
However, Tu Shanjun only paused slightly, and the sky strike in his hand turned into a windmill, flying the flying ring. The flying ring destroyed the earth like falling stars, and he stepped forward to crush those who stood in his way to death.
"The power of heaven is as powerful as prison, and the devil is firmly locked in place!"
The female saint king performed the holy method wonderfully, and the flying rings were embedded into ninety-nine long chains of heavenly locks. The seal-carving rules and energy were fastened to Tushanjun's body as if she had become the incarnation of order, trapping Tushanjun who continued to move forward.
, and was locked in place, unable to move, allowing her to refine it.
Some of them are even entangled with the Divine Weapon Sky Strike, trying to completely separate Tushanjun and the Divine Weapon.
She saw it clearly.
Although the weapon spirit is powerful, it cannot defeat the Four Saints without the help of divine weapons, especially the Four Saints cannot be killed and their souls are forced out of the sea of physical consciousness.
Otherwise, if the soul enters the flag, the weapon spirit's strength will continue to advance, and it will be difficult to control the weapon spirit.
"jump."
The chain shattered, and Tushanjun jumped out of the blockade.
He struck the female Holy King on the head without hesitation.
"die!"
Luo Manping was overjoyed.
His eyes suddenly tightened.
The figure of the other holy king who once stood on the chariot has long since disappeared.
"not good!"
"you lose!"
The female holy king sneered and flew into a shield chain.
Another holy king appeared behind Luo Tianfeng at some unknown time.