The Tao soldiers are powerful and magical, contaminated by the rules of the Tao!
But natural Taoist soldiers always have conflicts with each other, and this supreme sword is the nemesis of the Sky-Up Staff.
This is also the reason why Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white, chooses the Supreme Sect.
Take down the Supreme Sect and put away the Supreme Sword!
As long as the ninth level peerless master of the Peeping Dao Realm does not appear in the ancient land, there will be no one who can defeat him in the March Continent.
What's worse, I'm afraid that the ancient land has too much time to take care of itself at this moment, and has no time to care about him.
As long as Qingtian Gun is here, the March Continent will be his.
It's a pity that even if I knew the power of the Supreme Sword before, I only got a glimpse of it now.
This was something he hadn't expected before.
"Leng Fanhua, no one in the Holy Land can come out of the world except when the three months are united. You have betrayed the ancestral precepts and covenant, and if the Holy Lord finds out, you will definitely die!"
Su Ziyan sneered and looked at the middle-aged man in white as if he were a dead person.
Yo, we are still old acquaintances!
When Ye Qian heard this, a light flashed in his eyes.
Holy Land, it turns out there is a Holy Land in March World!
Judging from the name, it is a slightly higher level existence than March Continent.
I just don’t know if the Holy Land is a sect force or a small secret realm.
Holy Lord!
When the middle-aged man in white, Leng Fanhua, heard these two words, he shuddered unconsciously, and a strong look of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Holy Master...Holy Master...you bastards, just remember Murong Jianqiu..."
The middle-aged man in white gnashed his teeth and muttered to himself, staring at Su Ziyan, the leader of the Supreme Sect, his face gradually turning the color of pig liver.
In his hand, the Taoist soldier's sky-holding stick pointed at Su Ziyan in the air, a green spiritual light circulated, and a whirlpool of spiritual power condensed on the head of the stick.
Within three miles of the surrounding area, the wind and clouds changed color, and endless spiritual power surged through the vortex and poured into the Taoist soldiers' sky-raising sticks.
In just a few breaths, a cyan spiritual light pillar with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared in the sky above the Supreme Sect. The surface of the light pillar was engraved with countless mysterious patterns.
At this moment, both the disciples of the Supreme Sect and the people brought by the middle-aged man in white, Leng Fanhua, noticed the huge changes in the sky, and the attacks in their hands almost invariably slowed down a lot.
The mysterious patterns on the cyan spiritual light beam dazzled ordinary disciples and could not look directly at it.
"Stretching the sky with a stick?"
Leng Fanhua brought a master who had cultivated to the seventh level of the Dao Peeping Realm. His face changed drastically when he saw this. He used all his strength to fight back an elder of the Supreme Sect with one blow, and left the Supreme Sect dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Disciples of the Holy Land, come out of Wushang Mountain!"
A seven-level master of the Peeping Dao Realm brought by Leng Fanhua used the same movement to throw away his opponent, and his eager voice resounded throughout the world.
The invading Holy Land disciples looked at the cyan spiritual light beam in the sky, which looked no different from the Taoist soldier Qing Tiangun magnified countless times. When they heard the orders from the Holy Land seniors, a strong fear flashed through their eyes, as if they had thought of something and fought hard.
Even though he was injured, he quickly left the battlefield and fled outside the gate of Supreme Sect Mountain.
"What's the meaning?"
"What's this?"
"What's the trick again?"
Looking at the Supreme Sect's mountain gate that was instantly cleared, many Supreme Sect disciples looked confused or confused.
"Strike the sky with a stick, Leng Fanhua, you are crazy!"
Su Ziyan, the leader of the Supreme Sect, looked at the huge blue light pillar appearing in the sky in disbelief. The terrifying pressure that crushed everything made every hair on his body tremble.
He already knows what the secret is!
Su Ziyan had never seen this secret technique before, but Qing Tian Yi Stick's terrible reputation in the March World could make every large sect hibernate under the holy land and tremble.
A stick held up to the sky, destroying the clan and the country!
Whenever Qingtian strikes out with a stick, at least one large-scale sect will be wiped out, without exception!
"this……"
Ye Qian no longer had a relaxed expression at this time, but had a heavy look on his face. The spiritual light beam in the high school, known as the secret method of Optimus Prime, was still endlessly devouring the spiritual power of the surrounding space.
But in just ten breaths, it has expanded from three miles to ten miles.
The key is, it hasn’t stopped yet, it’s still expanding!
sharp!
Ye Qian marveled, at the current scale, after this blow, the entire Supreme Sect, even the eighth-level ancestor of the Peeping Dao Realm, could not survive, and it was said that the disciples with low cultivation level could survive.
Under such a powerful secret method, even the seven great powers in the Tao realm are just ants!
It's really terrifying that a fourth-level world can have such powerful secret arts and Taoist weapons.
The power of this Taoist soldier's sky-holding stick is far beyond that of ordinary Taoist soldiers.
Even the Dao Bing Hua Sheng Dao in Ye Qian's hand is not as good as it is.
However, thinking of the horror of the ancient land, Ye Qian suddenly felt relieved.
As for Leng Fanhua, it seems that her relationship with Murong Jianqiu is not good.
In this case, Ye Qian really doesn't have any pressure when it comes to killing people and grabbing treasures.
It was also at this time that Ye Qian's contact stone suddenly received a message.
"The leader of the alliance died unexpectedly. There are void creatures in the realm of Taoism that appear in the March world. This campaign is stopped. The induction circle will be closed in three days. Evacuate immediately, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Are you kidding me!
When Ye Qian saw this message, he felt bad.
Are you kidding me? There is obviously a lot of world origin that can be harvested in this world.
Now they evacuate immediately, there are only three days left.
What are you doing?
However, the alliance leader died unexpectedly?
You must know that in this expedition to another world, the alliance leader is the only cultivator of the ninth level of the Peeping Dao Realm.
Moreover, the alliance leader did not enter this world, but stationed outside the world's fetal membrane, waiting for the period of destruction to arrive.
Could it be the void creature Chaos?
Ye Qian's mind suddenly turned. He must know that when Chaos is resurrected, the entire ancient land will be shattered and destroyed, returning to nothingness.
If the alliance leader happens to encounter the collapse and destruction of the world, even a cultivator of the ninth level of the Peeping Dao Realm will have no way to survive.
Not to mention, there is Chaos who wants to reach the realm.
Looks like it can’t be delayed any longer!
A cold light flashed in Ye Qian's eyes. He originally wanted to harvest more of the world's origins, but now it seems that there is no chance.
There's really not much that can be done in three days.
More importantly, Ye Qian could not wait three days to retreat.
That's making fun of your own life and path.
Ye Qian watched silently. He wanted to find an opportunity to completely deal with Leng Fanhua.
This sky-raising stick is very powerful, and he likes it very much. Even if he doesn't use it himself, he can still use it to exchange for resources.
"Stop it, Leng Fanhua, you dare to drop this stick and destroy the tens of thousands of years of our Supreme Sect's foundation. I, Su Ziyan, will try my best to destroy my cultivation and face the Holy Lord directly. You will lose your soul and die a good death!"
Su Ziyan's whole body was trembling, he couldn't run away, he couldn't run away at all.
He has the Supreme Sword and may be able to escape with his life, but other disciples of the Supreme Sect do not.
When the stick is lifted up to the sky, the Dao law of the Taoist soldier's rolling up to the sky will follow the host's will and lock on every enemy present, especially cultivators of the same origin, making it impossible to escape.
"Too late!"
A cruel smile appeared on the face of Leng Fanhua, a middle-aged man in white.
"You must have heard of the precedent of Qingtian using his stick and then withdrawing it!"
Every word Leng Fanhua said was like a heavy hammer hitting Su Ziyan's heart.
Yes, there is no precedent for taking back a stick that lifts the sky!
Is the Supreme Sect going to be exterminated today?
The tens of millions of years of foundation were destroyed by the hands of Su Ziyan?
Su Ziyan sank into the abyss of endless despair, his eyes darkened, his body swayed, and he almost fell from the air.
"I remembered, this is a stick that is said to destroy the sect and the country!"
"The Qingtian Yistick that destroyed Lingtian Sect, Youdie Sect and other large sects?"
"How could this be the most powerful attacking secret technique that has reportedly killed hundreds of thousands of cultivators for endless years?"
"What exactly did our Supreme Sect provoke? How could this happen?"
"Heaven will destroy my supreme sect!"
When the disciples of the Supreme Sect heard the words of their sect master and the leader of the invaders in the air, they finally remembered what the Sky-Lifting Stick was.
They are a large number of disciples of the sect, and even if they have never seen such legendary secret techniques as Qingtian Yichang, they have heard more or less about it.
They were somewhat lucky to have survived.
The previous battle lasted only half a day, and already one-third of the Supreme Sect disciples were killed.
I don’t know where these intruders came from. They are of the same level of cultivation and generally have stronger combat power than them.
There are even many who can fight one against two without falling behind.
You must know that the Supreme Sect is already one of the most powerful sects in the Blue Moon Continent.
Even among the other four sects, the gap between disciples shouldn't be so big.
No wonder these sleepers evacuated quickly and decisively.
Thinking of some records about Qingtian's stick, this Supreme Sect disciple smiled bitterly in despair.
Qing Tian's roll is the most powerful indiscriminate attack in the world of March. Within its attack range, no one is immune to the enemy or ourselves.
If there is a difference, at least they are no longer locked with a stick, and there is still a possibility of escape.
But for these disciples of the Supreme Sect, Qingtian's stick will lock them in, and death is inevitable if the stick falls.
He didn't die at the hands of others, but died from such a legendary secret method, or by luck among misfortunes.
Many Supreme Sect disciples stared blankly at the cyan light beam high in the sky and lost the courage to fight.
The lives of hundreds of thousands of cultivators have made Qingtian Yistick famous in the world of March.
"The Supreme Sword is for you, and the Supreme Sect is also yours. Leng Fanhua, stop it!"
Su Ziyan let go of the Supreme Sword and let it float in the air, as if he had given up resistance completely. He didn't care much at this time. Even if the Supreme Sect was given to Leng Fanhua, it would be better than the Supreme Sect being wiped out.
Be strong.
"Sect Master, the Supreme Sect can be destroyed, but the heart energy cannot be destroyed!"
Next to Su Ziyan, a burly old man said that he was the master of the Supreme Sword Hall. His sword was broken by Leng Fanhua's stick at the beginning of the battle, but the heart of his sword was not broken.
It is better to be broken than to bend, and it is better to be broken than to surrender to others!
He has practiced swords all his life and has already seen through life and death.
"My supreme sect has been established for tens of millions of years, but no sect leader has ever surrendered!"
On the other side of Su Ziyan, another ancestor of the eighth level of Peeping Dao Realm spoke. He looked calm and spoke calmly.
"The sect has never taught us to surrender, that is, we would rather die than surrender!"
An angry roar came from below. A young disciple of the Supreme Sect, who only had the cultivation level of the second level of Dao Dao Realm. With a long sword in his hand with a milky white aura, he jumped up and rushed into the air with a crazy desire to die.