During the battle on both sides, Wu Shaoqing and Xu Qingshan did not participate in the battle. Watching the civil war in their own sect raging, cracks appeared in the ground, and countless buildings collapsed.
I don't know how many disciples died in it, Wu Shaoqing sighed, she looked at Xu Qingshan from afar.
As the scope of this battle became wider and wider, the eyes of the entire Far West were all focused on this place.
At this moment, there are more and more people watching the battle around, some are casual cultivators, and some are elders of the sect.
At this time Xu Zimo also came to the side of the battlefield. He looked into the distance for a moment, and half of the Yin Yang sect had been turned into ruins.
At this moment, Chu Yang was blocked by Wu Shaoqing.
"I'll hold Xu Qingshan later, you run away as soon as no one is paying attention to you," Wu Shaoqing said in a low voice.
Chu Yang was silent for a moment, raised his head and looked brightly, and replied: "Sect Master, let me stay, I am not afraid of death."
"These people died for you, do you want them to die in vain?" Wu Shaoqing took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if the Yin-Yang chart left by the Yin-Yang Patriarch is accurate.
But when I looked at you under the ring, even if you were easily defeated by Xu Zimo and fell down again and again, you still did not choose to give up, even death could not make you regress and fear.
At that time, I understood that what made me believe in you was not the yin-yang plate left by the yin-yang patriarch, but your Dao heart that moved me. "
Hearing Wu Shaoqing's words, Chu Yang fell silent.
"I believe in you, and you should also believe in yourself," Wu Shaoqing patted Chu Yang's shoulder, then rose into the air and killed Xu Qingshan.
The momentum of the holy veins surrounded her, and all the seven veins on her body opened. At this moment, half of the sky fell behind her.
"Little Yangzi, I'll lend you my strength later, take advantage of the chaos and leave," the old man of Samsara's voice sounded.
"Teacher, I was a coward when I was in Tianjianzong last time. Could it be that with the same choice, I can only be a coward?" Chu Yang said unwillingly.
"Weak people don't have the right to choose. If you can't see through these things, you will never be able to become a strong person," said the old man of reincarnation.
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At this time, above the sky, the yin and yang diagram behind Wu Shaoqing appeared, the white robe was scattered by the wind, and a head of black hair was also scattered behind him.
Xu Qingshan looked at Wu Shaoqing indifferently, and a long sword appeared in his hand. When the long sword appeared, the air surged with sword light.
Xu Qingshan held the long sword in his hand, his eyes were deep. The long sword just waved lightly on the sky, and the sky was instantly divided into two poles.
"Shenwu sword," Wu Shaoqing said vigilantly, his pupils shrinking.
The Shenwu Sword is the real weapon of the Emperor Zhenwu when he ascended to the ascension. When Xu Qingshan holds the Shenwu Sword, thousands of sword qi surround his body.
The green robe suddenly blew up in the wind, he slashed out with a sword, and the Yin-Yang diagram on Wu Shaoqing's back was directly turned into two halves.
Wu Shaoqing took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. She stared at Xu Qingshan firmly, her momentum became more majestic, and she killed Xu Qingshan again.
Xu Qingshan snorted coldly, and walked in the air, every step he took, the aura on his body was like a stormy sea.
He didn't even show his true life, and the thousands of sword qi were like his arms, which he could use freely.
The sky was endlessly shattering and recovering. In just a few rounds, Wu Shaoqing was seriously injured.
The Divine Martial Sword crossed the silent sky, and with an invincible sword energy, it directly cut off Wu Shaoqing's arms.
"My Zhenwu Sacred Sect has been silent for too long. The world may have long forgotten that when the Three Swords Emperors had not yet carried the destiny, they had already challenged the glory of the Eight Great Emperors' Immortal Sect alone." Xu Qingshan said lightly: "Today is Starting from your Yin-Yang sect, although we cannot restore the glory of our ancestors, it is not something you, a first-class sect, can provoke."
Xu Qingshan's voice echoed in the void of Geng Geng, as if he was speaking to Wu Shaoqing, and also seemed to be speaking to all the people watching the battle in secret.
Wu Shaoqing's arms were cut off, and she saw a surge of spiritual energy all over her body, and a white mist filled the area of her arms.
Not long after, I saw that she had grown a new arm.
This is the horror of the Sacred Vein Realm. As long as one is not completely killed, it is not difficult to be reborn with a broken arm.
Of course, in order to restore both arms, a lot of energy and blood must be consumed in the body, Wu Shaoqing's face is already very pale at this moment.
On the other side, the battle between Yin Yang Patriarch and Mei Aohan was temporarily separated.
I saw that Mei Aohan's white robe had been torn a lot, and looked a little embarrassed.
But Patriarch Yin Yang is the same, his face is pale and he doesn't seem to have any blood.
Although he is a strong man in the Divine Pulse Realm, after all, he is already a figure several times ago. If it is not because of the Dust and Blood Stone, he probably won't live long.
Every time he fights, he needs to consume a lot of energy and blood. When his energy and blood are exhausted, it is the end of his lifespan.
"Patriarch, are you okay?" Wu Shaoqing asked worriedly.
"Don't worry," Patriarch Yin Yang shook his head and replied with deep eyes: "Everyone will die, the difference is that some people are unknown and some people are famous all over the world.
I don't care about these things, whether it's a feather or a mountain.
I just want to be honest,
worthy of me,
worthy of you,
You are worthy of this sect that I established with my own hands. "
"Anyway, it's reached this stage, and there's nothing to hide," Patriarch Yin-Yang said lightly.
As soon as the words fell, he saw that his whole body was full of spiritual energy. At this moment, a vast aura emanated from him.
His originally gray hair was falling off quickly at this moment, and the blood on his face became paler, and his flesh was sunk deep in his bones.
This old man who was already old was aging again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His eyes that were originally shining were gradually losing their brilliance at this moment, and the old man seemed to be drained of all his strength at that moment.
"Patriarch, what are you going to do?" Seeing the old man's appearance, Wu Shaoqing asked quickly.
The old man smiled and shook his head, only to see a drop of blood appeared in his palm.
This is the blood essence of life that he condensed most of his remaining blood energy.
The yin and yang diagram appeared behind the old man, waving his right hand in the air, a hexagram pattern appeared in front of him, and then the ground of the yin and yang sect began to vibrate.
The sound of "rumbling" exploded underground, and a very large crack appeared on the ground, and this crack was still expanding.
A beast roar sounded from the ground, as if something terrifying was about to be born.
At this time, countless rays of light shot up into the sky from the ground of the Yin-Yang Sect, and a formation of six-pointed stars reflected the sky. The dazzling six rays of light were dazzling, illuminating the world.
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