Above the void, Holy Lord Xihua has been paying attention to the battlefield, and naturally he has also paid attention to the place where Liu Zong is.
He frowned, where did Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu come from, and why did they use Yang Xiao's battle formation to show such strength
Yang Xiao, who was on the list of virtuous people, seemed to have only a supporting role in front of these two people.
"Go and help Liu Zong." Xihua Holy Lord said to the strong man from Xihua Holy Mountain in the sky.
"Don't come over." A shout came out from the battlefield where Liu Zong was, and it turned out to be a strong man from Xihua Holy Mountain in the formation.
"You are presumptuous." Saint Lord Xihua glanced at the person who spoke.
The man's body was trembling in the formation, as if he was on the verge of death at any time. His expression was distorted, and he looked at the Holy Lord of Xihua above with cold eyes, and said: "Death means death. We are all practitioners of Xihua Holy Mountain. , have been cultivating to this day, and are all virtuous kings. If Xihua Holy Mountain has an order, no one dares to disobey it, but the Holy King hid it from us and asked Liu Zong to arrange this sacrificial formation, and I am unwilling to do so."
"We are both cultivators at Xihua Holy Mountain. The Holy Lord regards our lives as nothing but trivial matters, just to help one person from the Liu Sect. I regret entering Xihua Holy Mountain to practice." The man roared loudly.
Xihua Shengjun stretched out his hand downwards, and immediately pressed down a large handprint across the space, holding the opponent's body, and said coldly: "Rebellion on the battlefield, you should be punished, I will clean up the door."
"The Holy Mountain of Xihua will be destroyed." The man roared. On the verge of death, his voice echoed throughout the battlefield.
Holy Lord Xihua pressed his palm seal, and with a pop, the man did not die in the hands of Gu Dongliu, but in the hands of Holy Lord Xihua.
"The others are waiting, so hurry up and go." Xihua Holy Lord said coldly, trying to suppress the turbulent hearts of Xihua Holy Mountain.
But obviously, the beliefs of many strong men in Xihua Holy Mountain have been shaken.
Xia Sheng and Li Sheng, who were still playing chess, sighed, and Xia Sheng said: "This Liu Zong is extremely talented and powerful, but everyone can die. The only ruthless person who can fulfill him will be a hero if he wins. , If you fail, you may be despised by others, Xihua Holy Mountain is taking a risky move, and now I am afraid that you will be trapped in a cocoon and suffer backlash."
The so-called cultivation of the mind, at the level of a sage, who does not have a strong self-awareness, how can he be so easily influenced by others, the so-called foolish loyalty basically does not exist.
"Xia Sheng thinks highly of him. A true hero also needs a unique personality charm so that others can voluntarily dedicate everything to him. Liu Zong is not worthy of it." Li Sheng shook his head.
"Indeed." Xia Sheng nodded: "What kind of person does Ye Futian belong to?"
"If he were replaced by Liu Zong, many people from the Dao Palace would volunteer to join the battle." Li Sheng said with a smile.
Xia Sheng smiled and the two continued to play chess.
This game of chess is inextricable, just like the battlefield. It seems that the coalition forces of the Six Holy Lands such as Xihua Holy Mountain have an absolute advantage. However, Huangzhou has a firm belief and is united. Everyone is ready to die in a last-ditch battle. Therefore, it can be seen that It seems like a desperate situation, but it repeatedly defeats the opponent on the battlefield.
But if we say victory, I'm afraid it's still far away. The Six Holy Lands are coming with the determination to destroy the Dao Palace. I'm afraid the real killing move hasn't been made yet.
Moreover, besides Kong Yao, there was a group of people on Zhisheng's side who seemed to be very strong and might be the opponent's surprise soldiers. They did not massacre, but just kept staring at the battlefield where Ye Futian was.
In the battlefield, Liu Zong was attacked by Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu. The ancient trees swayed crazily, and a terrifying devouring power erupted from his body. Immediately, the endless ancient branches and leaves withered at an extremely fast speed. Not only that, those formations also The power of the strong man who had not been killed by Gu Dongliu flowed into Liu Zong's body crazily, and he let out a miserable roar.
When Gu Dongliu saw this scene, he immediately summoned the immortal shadow with the nine-character halo to kill directly towards Liu Zong. The brilliant brilliance penetrated everything, and the great sword river unified into a sword, directly from Liu Zong's body. Pass through.
A crisp loud noise came out, and Liu Zong's figure gradually disappeared. However, there was a faint holy power permeating that place, as if there was an illusory mirror. The next moment, countless Liu Zong figures appeared there, facing each other. Chu Fang left. Apparently, he resisted the attack with the help of the holy object.
A huge gray pupil appeared in the void, just like Bai Luli's eye. The power of rules was flowing crazily. Above the blood-colored magic pottery life soul, there were infinite magic pots floating, covering the sky and the sun, sealing the world.
There was a vague figure of an ancient god appearing in eight directions, and the terrifying power of blood-red thunder sealed the world. It was the All-Seeing Divine Forbidden that Bai Luli had understood, but it was far different from what it was back then, and was much more powerful.
"Kill." Bai Luli's eyes were full of murderous intent. Many people from the Dao Palace had died in Liu Zong's hands before. Although he was practicing in the Jixia Holy Palace, he still cared about the Dao Palace after all.
Endless bloody magic pots came out to attack, and each magic potion turned into a streak of bloody lightning.
The figure of Gu Dongliu stood in the violent space. His hands were sealed, his white clothes were flying, and endless nine characters were hanging down from the sky.
In an instant, Liu Zong's figures continued to collapse and destroy each other. The two of them joined forces to destroy everything in this space. How could they let Liu Zong leave
Sanskrit sounds lingered between heaven and earth, and extremely powerful Buddhist power permeated the air. A golden ancient tree bloomed between heaven and earth, like an ancient bodhi tree, growing crazily and heading straight for the bodies of Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu. The ancient tree The branches and leaves were torn apart crazily, and Liu Zong's shadow kept collapsing, but he seemed to have gathered all his power in one blow, and a brilliant light penetrated the void and descended on the formation arranged by Yang Xiao. forward.
The heaven and earth resonated, the sound of the great avenue lingered, and the holy power spread out from the ancient trees. The terrifying force overwhelmed everything, and it seemed to be irresistible to Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu.
Liu Zong exploded all the power he had previously devoured in the formation in this attack, and sacrificed another sacred object. His trump card was revealed. This attack would definitely kill Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiao stepped forward, turned into a bolt of lightning and thunder, and stabbed out with the silver halberd in his hand, like a thunder tribulation on the road, roaring out like a thunder dragon, shattering everything.
The sound of Sanskrit lingered, and all the afterimages disappeared at this moment, turning into a blow from Liu Zong. The momentum was majestic, and the shocking big palm print came down and collided with the silver halberd. There was a loud noise, and Yang Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood. The halberd actually rebounded on his body and flew out backwards, but Wanjie attacked and intercepted Liu Zong's attack and destroyed it.
Above the sky, the blood-colored magic urn fell down, and a streak of blood-colored lightning struck directly on Liu Zong's body. There was no other force to stop it. Almost at the same moment, the nine-character magic seal struck, causing Liu Zong's body to tremble violently. , vomiting blood continuously from his mouth.
Xihua Holy Lord's face was livid. Even at this moment, there was still no strong man from Xihua Holy Mountain coming to help. He naturally did not believe that there were so many strong men in Xihua Holy Mountain, and no one could do it. Obviously, the military spirit of Xihua Holy Mountain was It has been shaken because of what Liu Zong did before.
The aura on his body was extremely cold, and he never thought that Liu Zong, who relied on the formation, would fall into such a situation.
"You have such a Buddhist talent, but you have taken the wrong path. Holy Lord Xihua, you are too eager for quick success." Xia Sheng said softly, making Holy Lord Xihua's breath stagnant.
Li Sheng also secretly sighed that Liu Zong had such a rare talent and opportunity. If he entered the Vajra Realm to practice, his achievements would be even more than this.
However, Liu Zong seemed to have taken a detour, eager for quick success and quick success, and wanted to achieve his ambition quickly.
Liu Zongnai is a disciple of the Three Saints. There is nothing wrong with Saint Xia criticizing Saint Lord Xihua. If the disciple fails to teach him well, it is naturally the fault of the teacher.
Naturally, Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu would not let go of Liu Zong, who had been killing like crazy before. The attacks continued to fall, and Liu Zong kept spitting out blood, but they heard a voice coming out at this time.
"I'll kill him." Yang Xiao stepped forward, his clothes stained with blood.
"Okay." Gu Dongliu nodded, and he and Bai Luli blocked Liu Zong's retreat completely. Now that there was no formation support at all, and he was seriously injured, Liu Zong was bound to die, so there was no problem in letting Yang Xiao come and kill him.
Yang Xiao walked toward Liu Zong step by step with a halberd in hand. Without any nonsense, he stepped forward and turned into a bolt of lightning. The destructive halberd was directly inserted into Liu Zong's abdomen. The destructive thunder raged on Liu Zong's body, but did not kill him immediately. He made Liu Zong's body tremble continuously.
He looked up at Yang Xiao, his eyes showing a bit of despair and unwillingness.
Is he going to die
He is extremely talented and has been highly regarded since the day he set foot on the Holy Mountain of Xihua.
He remembered one time when he was sparring with a senior brother. The senior brother relied on his high level to defeat him. He also kept teaching him not to be too arrogant. In anger, he unleashed all his strength and killed the senior brother. The master did not He was punished, accepted him as his personal disciple, and treated him more highly. Since then, no one in Xihua Holy Mountain dared to bully him. His status was at its peak, and his ambitions were growing. He wanted to create history for Xihua Holy Mountain and unify Dongzhou. The land has even become the best in Kyushu. Master also recognized his goal and devoted all his efforts to cultivate it.
But later, a young man named Ye Futian appeared in Kyushu, and he was known as the unparalleled man in Kyushu.
Today, he came with the army to kill Ye Futian, but Ye Futian was not dead yet, why did he die first
Although Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu were outstanding, how could they kill him!
"Liu Zong, does it hurt?" The halberd in Yang Xiao's hand stirred in Liu Zong's body. One can imagine how strong his hatred for Liu Zong was. In the Void Sword Tomb, he witnessed his beloved wife and junior brother being sent away. Entering the sacrificial array, one by one sacrificed and died, and his heart felt like a knife.
He wanted Liu Zong to have a taste of this.
Liu Zong stared at Yang Xiao, with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth. He suddenly smiled, and his smile was particularly evil. He said hoarsely: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Your wife and junior brother are only worthy of being pawns. Death is not a pity." .”
"What about you?" Yang Xiao shouted angrily, and the halberd in his hand stirred again. The power of destruction raged crazily, and Liu Zong's aura continued to weaken.
"I didn't lose to you, but the three of you joined forces. Unfortunately, we couldn't really fight Ye Futian." Liu Zong looked in the direction of Ye Futian. He originally wanted to kill Ye Futian himself.
"You don't deserve it." Gu Dongliu said coldly.
"Really?" Liu Zong stared at Gu Dongliu.
"You are indeed unworthy." Bai Luli said calmly. Although Liu Zong was very strong, he naturally remembered how he left the Dao Palace. During that battle, he had nothing to say.
"What qualifications do you have to say that I am not worthy?" Liu Zonglin roared, his eyes were extremely angry as he was on the verge of death, as if he was unwilling to give in.
"The Seven Holy Lands joined forces to kill him, but you, Liu Zong, died here in battle. Of course you don't deserve it." Yang Xiaobing said sarcastically, and Liu Zong felt cold inside.
"Die." Yang Xiao roared, and the destructive lightning completely erupted. Liu Zong's body instantly shattered and turned into nothingness.
Disciple of the Three Saints of Xihua Holy Mountain, die!
(End of chapter)