'In the sky, black bird feathers were flying, animal claws were split, and blood rained down. It was very shocking.
The battle was very fierce, the gray-haired old man went crazy, and the four most powerful men also fought hard. The glow was bright, the colors were shimmering, and the murderous intent was surging. The battle reached a fever pitch.
"puff"
The gray-haired old man was like an ancient god, with unstoppable courage. He cut off the shoulders of the humanoid creature from Nanyue Mountain, and almost cut his sloping shoulder into two pieces.
The broken sword glowed with all the rust falling off, and it was brighter than the sun, moon, and stars. It seemed to be able to reflect a person's soul, causing the old man to slowly awaken, release his immortal aura, and kill everyone.
The runes were intertwined, like stars hanging one after another, hanging down from outside the sky. The broken sword struck like a sun and broke off one of Qiongqi's horns with a clang, making it scream.
The roar of the beast shook the sky, and blood was spilled. The gray-haired old man and the broken sword merged into one, and he was promoted to the invincible state. He had a kind of self-respecting spirit, and his divine power was unmatched.
"kill!"
The four most powerful men shouted loudly, and they all fought hard, trying their best to kill him together.
"This old thing is really tricky, but let's see how long you can go crazy!" the Sky-Swallowing Bird shouted.
They had already seen that there was a big problem with the old man's body. An ancient sword was inserted into his head, making his condition very unstable and black blood constantly flowing out.
The old man roared, his eyes were hollow, but his murderous aura became more and more intense. The sword energy surged into the clouds, and the black runes flashed, forming chains of gods intertwined in the air.
It looked very strange, the divine chain was clattering, like it was made of immortal gold, flashing with black light, densely spread in the void, cutting off the retreat of the four powerful men.
Moreover, the black divine chain spread, trying to trap them all. It was shining brightly, with a terrifying aura, and a layer of mist gradually filled the air, covering the nine days.
"kill!"
When the four powerful men saw this, they all tried their best. This old guy was so terrifying. He was worthy of being the ancestor of his generation. He could actually fight against the four of them and became even more powerful.
The giant wings flew across the sky, and they were thousands of miles away. When they flapped, the meteorites outside the territory were shattered. The huge Qiongqi roared, and the whole sky was shaking.
The humanoid bioluminescence in Nanyue Mountain is luminous, holding a golden bone flag, shaking the vast sky and making the stars outside the territory seem to tremble.
The strong men in Yishan even radiated precious brilliance, and the divine ring behind their heads suddenly enlarged, like a big sun pressing down on the sky, shining with golden light.
The four powerful men charged vertically and horizontally, trying to break the black divine chain, and fought around the old man, hoping to kill him in the sky to avoid future troubles.
However, the old man was more powerful than they imagined, with endless potential. The more he fought, the braver he became. He cut the sword in his hand brilliantly, slashed horizontally and vertically, and cut off the sky-swallowing bird's other wing with a pop, and blood spattered a lot.
Gao Jiutian was dyed red.
"Chi"
The sword glowed like a rainbow, piercing Qiongqi's chest, and a large bloody hole appeared, with the front and back translucent.
At the same time, two humanoid creatures were also injured. The divine ring on the back of the Yishan strong man's head was cut open, and a piece of the back of his head was cut off, causing him to scream in fear.
As for the strong man from the Southern Meteor Mountain, he was also injured. A section of the golden bone flag in his hand was cut off, and many fingers were broken off. He was bleeding continuously, causing him to retreat rapidly.
"Ancestor Shenwu!"
"Revenge for the Lord Sacrifice Spirit!"
On the earth, everyone in Butian Pavilion watched with excitement, and their hearts were filled with excitement. They hoped that the gray-haired old man would kill all the four most powerful men.
The disciples from decades or hundreds of years ago have returned, and even disciples from older eras have come to help, causing the disciples in the Pure Land to break out. When seeing such a scene, many people want to go back and fight again.
"Don't be reckless, as long as you can leave alive. This is the result of Ling Tianhou, Qishan Clan Leader, War King and others coming to help. Don't let them down." The master of Butian Pavilion dissuaded them from being impulsive.
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He looked up at the sky, feeling uneasy. The gray-haired old man was in a very bad state. The ancient sword shook, causing cracks in his skull, and black blood wet his hair.
Sure enough, after a fierce battle and severely damaging the four powerful men, the gray-haired old man staggered for a while. Although he screamed, he was unable to pull out the ancient sword.
Amidst the clanging sound, the sword vibrated and slowly inserted into his head again, causing black blood to drip from his mouth, the cracks in his skull to become larger, and his body to shake.
"Let's go!" the master of Butian Pavilion yelled.
His heart was bleeding. He looked at the ruins of the pure land and was occupied by many living beings. He felt very sad to be baptized here, but there was nothing he could do about it. The ancestors of the ancestors had already passed away, and now they appeared inexplicably, but they were in a very bad state.
, as time goes by, the Sky-Swallowing Bird, Qiongqi, etc. will most likely break free and show their ferocious power.
"Stop them and don't let them go!"
Someone shouted, and many strong men looked up. Seeing that the gray-haired old man was in poor condition and something was wrong, the fear in their hearts gradually disappeared.
"The originator of Butian Pavilion died long ago in ancient times. This is just a remnant of his corpse. Don't be afraid!"
"Kill..."
In an instant, the people on the ground shouted to kill Zhentian, and everyone began to attack again, besieging the Butian Pavilion people.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, let's go separately!" the master of Butian Pavilion ordered, letting the disciples disperse and break out in different directions.
Fortunately, they have escaped from the encirclement and the situation now is much better than it was not long ago.
"Senior brother, take care, I'm leaving with some of my disciples!" Someone came over to say goodbye.
"Okay, let's work separately. No matter who survives in the future, they must rebuild Butian Pavilion!"
Some people came over to say goodbye to the pavilion master, and then each led a group of troops to kill and rush to different directions.
The same is true for Mu Yan, Elder Liu and other ancestors, who went on a killing spree and wanted to blaze a trail of blood.
"Roar……"
You can't leave. There is golden light shining in the distance, and a terrifying creature from the ancient sacred mountain appears. It is the golden beast. He occupies a position and cuts off the way forward.
"The ancestors of the Tuoba family are here, and none of you can even think of escaping!"
From another direction, several old men were shouting loudly, their eyes opened and closed, their radiance was like lightning, and they led a dark group of people to block one side.
"The Flying Python King of Xiling Beast Mountain is here, let's see who dares to escape!" From another direction, a huge flying python appeared, its whole body shimmering with glow, and it stretched across there like a mountain ridge.
There are terrifying strong men blocking the road in many directions. Things are not as simple as imagined, and the situation is still critical.
"It's just a bunch of clowns, how dare you block my way?!" The King of War was quite strong. He rushed past, defeated a group of strong men, and led everyone to break through.
"Kill..."
Lei Zumuyan released ball lightning from another direction, causing dozens of strong men to fly around, turn into coke, and then explode in the air.
This is a terrifying battlefield. The people of Butian Pavilion fought against strong men from all directions. After breaking out, they found that there were still living creatures, so they could only fight bloody battles all the way.
"Kill!"
"Don't let them go!"
All directions are fighting, and the fighting is boiling. Everyone who has a grudge against Butian Pavilion has taken action today. The most terrifying thing is that ancient sacred mountains such as Yishan have expressed their attitude and sent out the golden beast. This is a disaster.
s consequence.
This is a place of chaotic fighting, with shouts of killing shaking the sky, and blood staining the earth red.
The little one followed and charged and was completely stunned. He didn't even know which ancestor he was following to escape. He was killed until he was covered in blood, and he was running around in the crowd.
Now, he no longer knows the direction, and is fleeing with a group of fellow apprentices, breaking through obstacles and fighting all the way.
"puff"
In order to protect their group, six or seven elders fought at the front, but they were all attacked. It was an ancient beast that was so ferocious and terrifying that one of its claws fell down and the mountain was shattered.
"Elder!" Everyone cried sadly.
"Beasts!" An angry shout came from the distance. The master of Butian Pavilion, Tao Ye and others happened to be in this direction. They worked together to activate the most precious treasure of Butian Pavilion, a bright yellow gourd.
With a "boom", the gourd enlarged, the chaotic energy filled the air, and suppressed it, shattering the ancient beast into pieces and turning it into a bloody mist.
Everyone was shocked and moved out of the way, everyone was horrified.
"Damn it, you dare to kill my disciple!" A golden beast appeared. It had a human body and was covered with golden hair. It was known as the Servant of God and served the ancient divine beast. It had great magical power and was terrifying.
"Buzz"
The yellow gourd shone brightly and was sacrificed again. With a bang, the golden beast flew away and coughed up blood from its mouth.
"It's so strong, it deserves to be a treasure!" The golden beast was surprised.
This gourd has a great origin and was produced by worshiping spirits, but it is not yet mature. In ancient times, the world was in turmoil, and Shen Teng participated in the battle to protect the pure land. In that battle, it suffered unimaginable damage and almost died.
Because of this, the root of the disease has fallen into place, causing it to be unable to support itself now.
Back then, it bloomed and produced a gourd, but unfortunately it fell off prematurely due to the injury before it could grow.
Since the growth time is very short and the energy is exhausted, the gourd falling off means that it will turn into light rain and disperse because it is far from mature.
However, the sages in Butian Pavilion tried their best to save it by using many spiritual objects and refining them into the gourd body.
Logically speaking, if this gourd fell off early, it would not be very powerful, but after all, it was grown from the divine vine, and after being refined in various ways, it still became the magic weapon of Butian Pavilion.
A dramatic battle broke out here, far beyond anyone's imagination.
The little one followed the crowd away. The battlefield here was torn apart and they couldn't intervene. Escape was the best option.
"Kill..."
Following the shouts of killing, the crowd rushed all the way, gradually dividing into many groups, each fleeing in one direction.
"Big fat guy!"
Suddenly, the little one was surprised to see Huo Ling'er standing on a mountain peak in the distance, with a glowing ancient chariot staying there next to it.
"Father, please save my senior brothers and sisters," she begged.
"Okay, you have been successfully baptized here. After all, you have also become a disciple of Butian Pavilion. I owe them a debt of gratitude. I will save the people on this side."
A majestic voice came from the chariot.
boom!
The next moment, the ancient chariot glowed like a sun, and endless runes lit up densely, illuminating the universe, and the terrifying aura was as vast as the ocean.
Several ancestors of the Tuoba family were shocked when they came after them.
But the leader in Butian Pavilion's direction was covered in blood, fighting to the point of madness, his body was almost broken, and he was about to die.
At this moment, the chariot glowed and enveloped the place, ending the battle. The voice was loud and majestic, saying: "Tuoba tribe, please move away."
"Human Emperor of the Fire Nation, you shouldn't interfere in this matter!" an ancestor of the Tuoba tribe said loudly.
"I want to take care of this matter!" There are only these few words in the ancient chariot.
"you……"
The Tuoba people were shocked and angry, but also fearful.
With a "buzz" sound, the chariot glowed, and golden runes formed a curtain of light, which directly enveloped all the disciples of Butian Pavilion. They disappeared from where they were, and were then sent away more than ten miles away.
"You..." The young man from the Tuoba tribe wanted to stop him.
However, several ancestors hurriedly stopped him, fearing that they would offend the Emperor and cause serious trouble.
They turned around and walked away, intending to take a detour and continue the pursuit.
However, the Human Emperor raised his hand, and a blazing light flew out of the chariot, cutting across the road ahead and directly sealing the mountainous area.
"That's too much! Sooner or later..." A young man from the Tuoba tribe, Jie, gritted his teeth.
A ray of divine light flew towards him, trying to cover him. An ancestor of the Tuoba tribe was horrified when he saw this, and tried his best to create a vast sea of runes to fight against the light, hoping to save his grandson.
"puff"
The ancestor's arm exploded and turned into blood mist. The Human Emperor was so powerful that it was irresistible! And his descendant turned into a pool of blood and mud, which was impossible to stop.
"Let's go!" Upon seeing this, the ancestor of the Tuoba tribe said no more and quickly led the people away, not daring to pursue them again.
The ancient chariot glowed and carried Huo Ling'er across the sky. The runes were intertwined, like thunder and lightning flashing. No one dared to stop it, and it disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
In this direction, hundreds of disciples of Butian Pavilion successfully broke through, all thanks to the Human Emperor's gift.
In the distance, the little boy was in a daze, and then he beat his chest. The father of the "big fat man" was there. If he had known earlier, he should have broken out in that direction.
As a result, he took a step slower. There was an endless army of chaos behind him, and there was an empty space in front of him.
"I'm running away!"
He rushed into the crowd again, started to kill, and found another group of people from Butian Pavilion.
This was a melee, and it was also a massacre. For many years, we have only seen Xiao Bidian and the others fleeing all the way, far away from Butian Pavilion, but they were always in a stalemate and could not get rid of the pursuers.
In the sky, a group of ferocious birds are chasing and killing, and on the ground there are countless figures and behemoths chasing. It is a brutal battle.
He didn't know if others had succeeded in breaking through, but their group was becoming more and more dangerous. Lei Zu Muyan led the army at first, but then he didn't know how far the battle had reached, and the crowd dispersed and divided into more than a dozen small groups.
Along the way, there were not only pursuers, but also people who came to help, such as some princes. They once sent their children to Butian Pavilion, where they were baptized and owed a favor.
Some people were rescued by them and escaped from the battlefield.
But the little one was quite unlucky. He never met them once. He saw them a few times on the way, but he just watched them helplessly and passed by them.
"Baby boy, let's see where you are running away!" A loud roar came from behind. Someone was specifically watching him. They actually came out of the crowd and chased him straight away.
"They are from the four major tribes!" He was shocked and ran away as fast as possible, saying: "Da Hong, stop pretending and leave quickly!"
Next to him, in addition to Qingfeng, there were two monsters with shiny fur and extremely ferocious creatures. They were the big red bird and the two bald men. They were wearing animal skins and running wildly, fearing that they would be targeted by a group of ferocious birds in the sky.
Because flying in the air is more terrifying than flying on the ground. There is a group of extremely powerful men sweeping across the sky to prevent them from escaping quickly.
There was another big chase. The little ones jumped on the back of the big red bird and let it fly at low altitude, fleeing desperately.
Half an hour later, they temporarily got rid of the pursuit, but the big red bird was almost torn apart by someone. It was chased by a group of ferocious birds, more ferocious than the people of the four major families.
Fortunately, now it is extremely fast and surpasses those people.
"No, I have to rest, otherwise I will be ruined!" The big red bird plunged to the ground and hurriedly healed its wounds.
This place must be far away from the battlefield. The battle in the air has long been invisible. Most of the day has passed. I wonder what happened to the gray-haired old man.
Suddenly, a black light appeared, and then with a clang, a broken sword fell.
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