"Confining his cultivation!"
Seeing that they were enveloped by the giant net, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. One of the pseudo-god realm warriors came to the front, put their fingers together, and pointed at Zhang Xuan.
Once hit, the whole body's cultivation will be immediately blocked and cannot be used again.
"Well done!"
Zhang Xuan let out a low cry.
The three long swords came out of nowhere and evolved mysterious sword skills. In an instant, they stabbed into the back of the pseudo-god realm. With a single stroke, the latter was immediately cut in half.
Killing it with a sword, the giant network lost a source of power, which was equivalent to the formation missing a flag, and turmoil immediately appeared.
The remaining nine pseudo-god realm experts hurriedly managed to control their strength, intending to stabilize it.
Their movements were fast, but Zhang Xuan was faster. He scurried like a fish and immediately rushed out of the mesh. He clicked several times in the air.
The long sword in his hand turned into a rain of swords and stabbed at one of the powerful false gods.
They are all in the pseudo-god realm, and there are strong and weak ones. Through the power of the giant net, it can be easily seen that this one is the weakest among the remaining nine!
Put yourself in danger, lure the first false god to be fooled, come to him, and sneak attack to kill. Then, take advantage of the loopholes in the combined attack formation to sneak attack the weakest one.
Zhang Xuan had already calculated how to fight before the battle.
If I hadn't been prepared, how could I have risked my life and come here!
Phew!
The four long swords matched the divine sword intention, and carried an aura that was irresistible. The weakest pseudo-god realm expert was pierced through the chest in the blink of an eye, and then his throat hurt and his head fell off.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, an immortal king killed two companions in succession. The remaining eight pseudo-god realm temple warriors felt that they were about to explode.
The leader is in front of him, so many people are besieging him, and he still suffers so much damage, he is ashamed.
Boom boom boom!
Eight palms were slapped down. The space in the hall seemed to be frozen, and it was so sticky that he could not move. Zhang Xuan roared and wanted to sacrifice the black-backed turtle and other beasts, but found that, just like Tongtian Bridge, the beasts were petted here. The bag cannot be opened.
The veins on his head were tense, and Tong Shang's sword danced. At the same moment, an iron chain appeared in front of him, and with a spear, he stabbed the palm print in the air.
The three pseudo-god realm weapons were united together, and dark cracks appeared in the space. It was like a stone falling into a pond, the water rippled, and the confined space was unsealed.
"Get down!"
He used all his strength to split the space, and then he discovered that a strong man in the pseudo-god realm had arrived in front of him at some point, and gently slapped his palm down.
Bang!
There was no time to dodge, so he had to concentrate all his strength on his chest.
But the force of the opponent's palm was too strong. In just one blow, two or three ribs were broken, and the whole person fell upside down from the air.
He can deal with two or three false gods, or even four or five, ten false gods, and they are all temple warriors. Even though his Qi is pure and his understanding of combat has reached an extremely advanced level, he can still contend. Can't live.
After falling to the ground, blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Xuan's mouth. He wanted to continue to resist, but he saw an iron chain covering him and binding him firmly.
"Pseudo-god realm weapon?"
Feeling that the iron chain was getting tighter and tighter, and with his current strength, it was impossible to break free, Zhang Xuan clenched his fists.
This iron chain is the same as the one he refined before. It has already reached the level of a pseudo-god. It is not something he can break free of with his current cultivation level.
"Ten people surrounded you, and you killed two of them. No wonder, you killed so many people I sent before. You are indeed the chosen one, with strength beyond ordinary people!"
The figure on the flame looked over calmly, not feeling heartbroken or angry because the two subordinates had just been killed.
"The Chosen One?"
Knowing that he could not escape, Zhang Xuan no longer struggled, but quietly circulated his Qi to recover the injuries in his body, while frowning.
"Yes, you should possess the power of heaven!"
The figure said calmly.
Zhang Xuan's body stiffened.
Only Luo Ruoxi knew that he owned the Tiandao Library, and no one else knew about it.
But the person in front of me could tell him in one sentence. Is this leader of the temple so terrifying
Or is it the library that can’t hide the gods
As soon as he realized the meaning of God's sword, the temple came to besiege him. Before, he had always considered whether the other party was afraid that he would come to snatch the word "god" after he grew up. But now it seems that this is not what the other party is afraid of!
So what if you are stronger
Any dozen false gods, even if they understand the sword intention of God, will definitely not get any benefit!
What's more, the temple has a lot of spiritual energy that allows people to break through to the pseudo-god. Taking it away is not something they really want to do. I'm afraid it's the library!
Therefore, those who come to surround and kill you demand to be captured alive!
"Isn't it strange, why do I know that you possess the Heavenly Dao?"
Seeing his expression, the figure on the flame smiled lightly.
Zhang Xuan didn't answer, but looked over coldly.
"Only those who are destined to have this kind of talent come to the Abandoned Continent and in less than a month, they advance from the ancient sage to the peak of the Immortal Lord. Ordinary false gods cannot defeat him!"
The figure didn't mind, and said to himself: "That's why you have this kind of charm. Let the four major sects establish you as the sect leader, let go of sectarian prejudices, and unite together! I wonder if I am right?"
Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes: "What are you going to do?"
The figure said: "There are some things that you are not qualified to get. If you keep them on your body, it will only bring disaster. It is better to give them to the people who deserve them!"
A move with the palm of your hand.
Hooray!
The pseudo-gods all around took action at the same time, and Zhang Xuan immediately felt a huge force coming over him, surrounding him, and his body involuntarily levitated and flew to one side.
It flew not far and landed on top of a stone step. In front of it was a small round platform.
Zhang Xuan's face darkened: "Is this the altar of Zhuxing Palace? Did you capture Palace Master Du?"
He had seen this thing in Jiang Yao's hands.
It was the altar in Zhuxing Palace that was taken away by Palace Master Du Qingyuan. Palace Master Du disappeared, and he took the position of the sect leader. At this moment, when the altar appeared, could it be possible that Palace Master Du was captured by the other party
"Sacrifice!"
Too lazy to answer, the figure shouted lowly, and countless treasures fell on top of the altar. Then a woman suddenly appeared in the hall, singing praises in a special language.
Zhang Xuan looked at the woman, it was the former palace master of Zhuxing Palace, Du Qingyuan, whom Emperor Chen Yong summoned back then!
At this time, Du Qingyuan seemed to have lost his consciousness, his eyes were closed tightly, and the language used by the sacrifice flowed out of his mouth coherently, without any emotion.
raging!
Accompanying the words, the flames on the altar kept burning, and above the temple, a huge black hole slowly appeared, as if communicating to a higher world, strange and unpredictable.
"rise!"
Du Qingyuan let out a low cry, and Zhang Xuan flew up and landed lightly on top of the altar.
The flames penetrated into his body. He thought he would be burned, but found that there was no heat at all, but a warm smell, as if it was trying to separate his soul from his body.
"What to do?"
Zhang Xuan frowned.
Although he has read all the books in the Star-Chasing Palace and knows a lot about the sacrifices of the Foreign Spirit Tribe, he has never been exposed to or even heard of the sacrifice method in front of him!
Normal sacrifices are to sacrifice treasures to gods and then obtain more powerful power or information, but this one is obviously not the case.
It seemed that he was being used as a sacrifice for ulterior motives.
Sizzle!
The flames kept burning on his body, and Zhang Xuan was wondering when he saw the leader of the temple not far away. The originally faint shadow gradually became solid.
"Is this taking away my power?"
Zhang Xuan's pupils shrank.
He finally understood the purpose of the other party's sacrifice.
It's not about sacrificing to the gods, nor about gaining stronger power, but about extracting your own power into the other party and completely replacing yourself!
"Does he know that I own the Library of Heaven's Path and wants to replace my life?"
Eyes narrowed.
No wonder this guy needs the altar in Zhuxing Palace and doesn't hesitate to grab it. It seems that he wants to use the mysterious power generated by the sacrifice to replace himself and control the Library of Heaven's Law!
Although I don’t know the principle of this kind of sacrifice, I feel that the energy in my body is constantly weakening, which means that the other party is very likely to succeed!
Buzz!
Just when Zhang Xuan felt as if his body would be burned into smoke by flames and disappear at any moment, the pendant on his chest suddenly flashed with a dazzling light.
"puff!"
The figure on the flames turned pale, and the flames under his feet were flickering and seemed to be destroyed at any time.
"what happened?"
His face darkened, the figure hurriedly looked up, grabbed the pendant in the air, came to Zhang Xuan, and held the pendant in his palm.
Sizzle!
"ah"
As if being burned by charcoal fire, streaks of black smoke erupted from the figure.
"hateful"
Grabbing at the pendant again.
Several times in a row, it felt like he was being burned, making him afraid to move forward.
"I don't believe I can't exchange it for you if I kill you!"
Seeing that the flames on the altar were about to burn to the end and would be extinguished at any time, and without a decision, this sacrifice would end in failure, the figure let out an angry groan.
Whoops!
The eight pseudo-god realm experts received the order and took action at the same time.
In an instant, the power of the eight people gathered together and formed a powerful sword energy, which stabbed straight towards Zhang Xuan's throat.
Once stabbed, no need to think about it, you will definitely die!
Boom!
At this moment, the door of the temple was hit by a huge force and opened instantly. A figure suddenly appeared in the temple, pointing his finger forward.
Bang!
The sword energy gathered by the eight powerful pseudo-gods dissipated immediately. Their faces turned pale and blood spurted out!
"It's you"
The figure on the flames suddenly struck down with a palm when seeing the sudden appearance of the figure.
The figure's palm greeted him.
Bang!
The two forces collided, and both of them took a step back at the same time.
The figure who rushed over narrowed his eyes and grabbed Zhang Xuan on the altar with a force and brought him to him.
"Walk!"
The figure smacked back, and huge palm prints surged in the temple, blocking the many pseudo-god realm warriors who were rushing towards him. With a slight shake, he rushed out with Zhang Xuan, and disappeared under the Tongtian Bridge in the blink of an eye. Face, no trace.
"Chase!"
There was a figure behind him and an angry voice.