The magical energy of Ancient Demon Tajia appeared madly, and immediately turned into a huge demon shadow above it, and the demon shadow wanted to soar into the sky under its ferociousness.
But when the crimson long sword pressed, the demon shadow suddenly snorted, and the whole body was suddenly pressed down, and even when the crimson long sword was cut down, the demon shadow raised his arms to resist.
With just a bang, the Demon Shadow's arms collapsed suddenly, and there was no way to stop the long sword from being depressed.
There was fear in Gu Motajia's eyes. Others didn't know the origin of these four sacred artifacts, but he was extremely certain after observing it from the beginning of guessing until now!
"This... This is the treasure of the Primordial Heavenly Dao!!" The ancient demon took a deep breath, and the demon shadow above it, under the rumbling noise at this moment, could not stop the long sword at all. Seeing that long sword whizzed out and cut. Opened the magic shadow and went straight to Tajia.
At this moment, Tian Yunzi next to him showed a trace of decisiveness in his eyes. With a flick of his big sleeve, the whole body was surrounded by colorful lights. He took a deep breath and pointed to the front, then drew in a low voice: "The luck of heaven is colorful, and the luck of heaven is... Chi!"
As soon as he said this, Tian Yunzi's body trembled immediately, and the colorful glow that surrounded his body suddenly separated from the red glow, and went straight to the long sword above the ancient magic tower.
"Orange!" Among the six colors left in his body, the orange mango is separated!
In a blink of an eye, following Tian Yunzi's low drink, the seven different rays of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple outside his body were all drawn out one by one, and went straight ahead, turning into a colorful rainbow.
"Seven awns return to one, the hexagram of luck forever!" Tianyunzi had black hair and no wind. With the last low roar, the colorful awns immediately spun into a colorful vortex.
In the whirlpool, three wooden armors gradually floated, grabbed by Tianyunzi, and tossed forward, immediately the three wooden armors collided with each other and landed in front, as if they became a hexagram image, Tianyunzi's eyes Staring at the hexagram, he opened it suddenly, and pointed at the wooden armor under the pinch.
"Fortune, enlightenment!" As soon as the words came out, there was an indescribable aura from the three wooden armors. As soon as this aura appeared, even the scarlet sword was a stop.
As if there was a force about to wake up from the three wooden armors, and burst out suddenly, the moment this force was spreading, everyone around was suddenly shocked!
The old man Kunxu condensed his eyes and glanced at Tian Yunzi, revealing a strange light in his eyes.
"The way of the fortune child of this day... It turned out not to be the luck of the sky, but to move by the sky, and become a sea of Tao. This person actually cultivated the Tao with this idea, and it made him cultivate into such an artistic conception, and even has a glimpse of the Tao. …"
Even the ancient magic tower, he seemed to see some at this moment, took a deep breath, looked at Tian Yunzi's gaze, and was shocked.
Wang Lin stared straight at the breath coming out of the three pieces of wooden armor. He remembered this breath very deeply. In his storage bag, there were some wounds on the head of the eight-star ancient gods taken from the abyss of the immortal burial of the cave. The crystallization of the place. The breath revealed in the crystal is almost exactly the same as the breath on the three wooden armors right now!
Seeing the aura on the three pieces of wooden armor getting stronger and stronger, the Suzaku Saint Emperor's eyes condensed, and without hesitating his right hand pointed forward, he opened the third stage of the Suzaku Hallows of the Four Hallows alone, and drank lowly in his mouth. : "Fire!"
The scarlet long sword uttered a loud sword sound, and the flames on it suddenly scattered outwards, and immediately filled the sky, as if the fire of the sky and the earth was its root at this moment, the flames that filled the sky broke apart along the demon spirit. The gap in the starry sky melted into the starry sky, and for a while, almost half of the star field was full of thick flames.
Even within that long sword, the same breath as that in the wooden armor emerged, but it was even stronger!
As the Suzaku holy emperor's finger fell, the long sword was cut directly, and the three wooden armors were encountered head-on.
Boom boom boom!
The deafening sound set off a crazy impact in the world, and the three wooden armors collapsed directly, and even the colorful vortex that followed was shattered like a remnant cloud.
Tian Yunzi spouted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person went backwards crazy.
The sword pressed down and broke through all obstacles, and fell directly on the head of Tajia Ancient Demon. At this moment, the black mist on the eyebrows of Tajia quickly condensed in Tajia's roar, but the true spirit of the Ancient Demon appeared, rushing along the middle of the eyebrows. out. With a sense of defying the sky, he went straight to the sword.
He is an ancient demon, and one of the three tribes of the ancient, a clan against the sky. At this moment, under the oppression of this long sword, the roar of the ancient demon spreads throughout the world.
But at the moment when the true spirit appeared, the crimson glow in the long sword flashed, but the blood that turned into the ancient holy artifact flew out of the long sword, and the red glow flashed directly on the ancient demon real. Ling's eyebrows.
"This... this blood is not the Primordial Way..." The ancient demon real spirit screamed, his eyebrows melted, and were immediately penetrated by the blood. His real spirit retreated and returned to Qing Lin's body, just about to back away, but that The blood fell directly on the center of his eyebrows, forming a bright red seal!
Gu Motajia shuddered and immediately fell to the ground.
The Suzaku Saint Emperor's body became blurred, he was originally the soul, and the use of Primordial Sacred Artifacts would consume him a lot. Within the Four Saints Sect, only he can do it, but at this price, even if he can bear it, it is unimaginable.
His body became more and more blurred, but with a wave of his right hand, the scarlet sword flashed out and went straight to the retreating Tianyunzi!
In a blink of an eye, this long sword was approaching, and it slashed towards Tian Yunzi!
Even under this slash, the Azure Dragon spear was transformed immediately after the long sword. There are also the white tiger's knife and the black halberd, and they all fall!
Obviously, the Suzaku holy emperor was murderous!
Tian Yunzi looked vicious and raised his head suddenly. At this critical juncture, his right hand severely tore at the center of his eyebrows, but he tore the third seal in half alive!
Just ripping it in half, there was an indescribable aura that burst out ten times, against the bombardment of the Four Sacred Sect's Primordial Four Sacred Artifacts.
The sound of the boom suddenly echoed, forming a shock that permeated. In the shock, Tian Yunzi spouted blood again and galloped away. In a blink of an eye, he tore the sky open and disappeared.
The scarlet sword was floating in the air, motionless.
The Suzaku Saint Emperor was silent, his body was more transparent, looking at the direction where Tian Yunzi was escaping, shook his head and said: "The old man is old... If it was the heyday of that year, Tian Yunzi could not escape the second stage of the Four Sacred Artifacts..."
He sighed and glanced at the people around him, and finally his eyes fell on the old man Kunxu, and slowly said: "Old friend, are you going to be an enemy of my Four Saints again today..."
The old man Kunxu was silent for a moment, glanced at the ancient magic Tajia that was sealed on the ground, and then glanced at the Primordial Sacred Artifact that was still floating in the air.
With his cultivation base, at this moment, the only thing that needs to be afraid of is the ancient sacred artifact...
"The old man's trip was to repay the favor of Qinglin back then. Now the ancient demon is also sealed by you with the Primordial Sacred Artifacts. It's a big deal. Goodbye!" The jealousy is deep, and the power of today's holy artifacts is very different from that of the past. But if the four holy sects are pressed into anxieties, with blood sacrificial vessels...
The old man sighed secretly, shook his body, and headed straight for the sky. In midair, he turned his head and glanced at Mu Bing's eyebrows.
Mu Bing was silent for a moment, looking at Wang Lin's back, biting his lower lip and whispering: "Let me... take a look at him, okay... just a look!"
The Suzaku Saint Emperor was taken aback, his eyes swept over Wang Lin, and he didn't speak.
Wang Lin's face was pale, and the injuries in his body had reached the limit he could bear, and the soul had even disappeared in the collapse. Mu Bingmei's words fell in his ears, causing Wang Lin's body to tremble, and the painful pain filled his heart. , Revealed from his eyes.
Wang Lin didn't turn around, let alone answer Mu Bingmei's words, but spoke to the Suzaku Saint Emperor beside him: "Are you going to take me back to the Suzaku Saint Sect?"
The Suzaku holy emperor nodded.
"Take these friends who were hurt by me, and let them recover... I can agree to all the conditions of your Suzaku Saint Sect."
Suzaku Saint Emperor smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes!"
As he said, the people of the Holy Sect on the four Thursdays immediately dispersed, helping the wounded here, as for the people of the Cultivation Alliance, they retreated one after another, with jealousy in their eyes.
"Many of my friends have lost their bodies..."
"The Four Saints will help them regroup!"
"My brother Situ has a heavy corpse of Yin Sect's strange poison..."
"I'll be responsible!"
"My benefactor Zhou Yi needs Qinglin's resurrection!"
"I will give you this Qinglin physical body! If you need the help of the Four Saints, I will do my best to help it!"
"In this land of demon spirits, there is a direct descendant of mine..."
"I will let someone take it away and send it to the Vermilion Sacred Sect!"
"These immortals of the Cultivation Alliance tried to kill me before, and I want their immortal soul!" A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. For these people, he has never been merciful, but like a demon!
The immortals around did not hesitate, immediately galloping back and fleeing like birds scattered. The cold light in the eyes of the Suzaku Saint Emperor nodded and said: "This matter is easy to handle!" He flicked his sleeve, and the Primordial Sacred Artifact floating in the air immediately shook, divided into four, and swept around.
The screams suddenly echoed.
To Wang Lin’s indifference, Mu Bing’s lower lip, biting her eyebrows, had blood stains again. There was pain in her eyes, and she shouted loudly: "Wang Lin!!! I want to see him, please, let me see him. !!!"
Wang Lin couldn’t see the pain in her eyes, but Wang Lin knew that his pain and the richness of her life could not be dissipated. Wang Lin closed his eyes and said calmly: "I owe this woman a life-saving pill. Medicine, one more life-saving grace."
Suzaku Saint Emperor smiled and said: "I think of a way to repay for you, so that Kunxu Realm will be satisfied! Are there any questions?"
Wang Lin was silent, shook his head, and said softly: "Let's go..."
With a wave of the Suzaku Saint Emperor's sleeves, Wang Lin's body immediately floated up, and under the Saint Emperor's vitality, he went straight to the gap in the land of the demon spirit.
"Wang Lin!! He is my child, I want to see him!" Mu Bing's face was pale and trembling, staring at Wang Lin, his hands clenched even more.
"You are not worthy!" Wang Linmeng turned around and shouted. He has been restraining his emotions and has been restraining, but at this moment, he can no longer restrain himself. The roar of his voice has brought hundreds of years of pain in his heart. Crazed vent.
He was already seriously injured. At this moment, the painful and depressing roar for hundreds of years touched his mind, a mouthful of hard work spurted out, and the darkness in front of Wang Lin's eyes...
The Four Saints... gone, took everyone away...
Two lines of tears shed from the corner of Mu Bing's eyebrows, and the pain continued to breed in his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person fell down as well.
The old man Kunxu sighed, waved his right hand, and left with Mu Bingmei.
In the void, only the voice of its vicissitudes echoed.
"Nie Yuan..."