Nowadays, in the lineup of the Abandoned State Road Palace, Saruhiro brings the Datiangang battle formation and holds the holy instrument without measuring ruler. The power of attack should be the strongest under the holy realm.
What's more, Saruhiro made an angry shot, in order to avenge the Taihang Mountain blood feud, he did not show mercy at all, and in an instant, many experts who knew the holy cliff were shot to death on the spot.
"Array." Ge Feng did not forget to roar when he fought with the nine Qin Zhuang people. Back then, the nine Qin Zhuang people carried the holy sword to kill, and no one can stop them. Now, although there is no holy sword, they are dealing with Ge, who is holding the holy weapon. Feng can still do it.
The figures of the sages of the Zhisheng Cliff flickered and walked, and they began to line up without chaos.
"Roar..." Yuanhong roared to the sky, the golden demon ape's body became even bigger, his feet slammed into the sky, and the void vibrated. He held the huge incomparable measuring ruler with both hands, and suddenly the measuring ruler continued to expand, turning into an endless giant ruler. I am not good at infinite rules, but there is an infinite avenue in the infinite scale itself, which can amplify the attack and transform it into an infinite, endless.
The strong man who knows the holy cliff only feels that the sky is obscured, and the endless shadows are smashed from the sky, like the end of the day, this kind of attack is impossible even for the top sage holding the sacred weapon.
There was a loud noise, and another group of strong men was annihilated and killed under the shadow of the ruler.
In the distance, at the top of a cliff on the Zhisheng Cliff, a group of strong men gathered together and appeared there, gathered in the array. The person in the front was an old man with white hair and white beard, who had been practicing asceticism for many years. The older generation of powerhouses finally gave up due to repeated attacks on the holy path. Although they did not enter the sage list, they were not much better than the strong ones at the back of the sage list, and their strength was very strong.
The center of his eyebrows is shining brightly, with unparalleled spiritual power permeating from it. In the center of his eyebrows, there is a sacred artifact of the spiritual system, which is the sacred treasure of the sacred cliff. At this time, the powerful people standing behind him, All the spiritual energy surged toward the white-haired old man's eyebrows, and suddenly an astonishing aura formed between the surrounding sky and the earth, and the coercion enveloped Zhisheng Cliff.
The mountains are dislocated, the huge boulders on the surface move horizontally, and endless rocks extend out, blocking the buildings and palaces under the cliff of Zhisheng, and they are sealed underground. At this moment, all the sages are fighting, and the princes cannot participate. He will all know the sage. The sky below the cliff was completely isolated from the battlefield, protecting them from safety.
"Guardian of the earth veins." The white-haired old man uttered a voice. The tyrannical aura was incomparable. Saruhiro glanced over there and stepped forward. At the same time, above the sky, a terrifying demon appeared. The black dragon roared, the giant python swallowed the black mist, and the mysterious turtle icy the world. Many top monsters appeared on the battlefield.
This time, Ye Futian not only led the Dao Palace powerhouse, but also a powerful army of monsters.
Huangzhou Zhishengdao Palace has top figures who are good at defending beasts.
"Human connections." The white-haired old man shouted again, and suddenly a stone man wearing a rock armor appeared, guarding every position of the Zhisheng Cliff.
"Bang." The sky trembled, and Saruhiro stepped forward, trampling everything.
Seeing Yuanhong approaching the Tiangang battle formation, the white-haired old man urged his spiritual will power to the limit. A terrifying storm blew up above the sky, and the sacred brilliance appeared, and under the storm, an infinitely huge statue 'S figure appeared, as if summoned from the sky, like a god.
"Tianmai Guardian." The voice of the white-haired old man trembled, as if the consumption was extremely terrifying, and the summoned figure shone with extremely bright light, like a real holy light.
Suddenly, the eyes of the white-haired old man became extremely strange, and the summoned Heavenly Vessel Guardian also opened his eyes, extremely strange.
He stretched out his hand towards the rear, and suddenly a dazzling light appeared from the cliff of knowledge, and it fell directly into the palm of the guardian of the sky veins. It was a sacred hammer, from which a terrible holy light burst out.
"What a strong breath." Ye Futian glanced at the mountain-like guardian of the Heavenly Vessel and the Hammer of the Sacred Artifact. Knowing that the Holy Cliff is the first place of inheritance in Yuzhou, it is naturally not too weak, even if it is not as good as the Great Zhou Dynasty, but Ye Futian still didn't underestimate him. Therefore, he not only asked the teacher to fight to lead the top figures from the deserted state to join him, but also used the army of monsters to participate in the war.
Otherwise, it would not be so easy to win the Zhisheng Cliff.
The level of the holy realm is not difficult, but he never thought of letting the village chief participate in the massacre. If he did that, Emperor Xia might have ordered that Kyushu can fight in chaos and the holy realm would take action at will. , Is the real disaster.
Of course, although Zhishengya is not weak, the most sacred Taoist temple today is not the same as it was in the past. After the outbreak of the Holy War, many of the people on the list of Huangtians in the deserted state have successively returned to the Taoist palace to practice, and learned from the temple, and Zhi Shengya This battle has not had time to convene the top forces of Yuzhou to participate in the war.
So in this battle, they will win.
At this time, the summoned Tianmai Guardian held the sacred instrument and fell towards Saruhiro. The nine-day thunder tribulation descended in the sky, and it descended with the hammer of the sacred instrument, and the power of the avenue fell, trying to crush everything.
Saruhiro did not evade, the golden giant ape's body stood up like a mountain, and the power of the battle formation crazily flowed on the body. His burly body drew a gorgeous arc in the void, and lifted the infinite ruler towards the sacred hammer. go with.
The two sacred artifacts were crazy in mid-air, and the endless catastrophic light descended from the sky, as if the light of extinction swept past, sweeping the entire Zhisheng Cliff, and the earth trembling for hundreds of miles in the square garden.
Outside Zhisheng Cliff, some people who came to the pilgrims saw the battle over Zhisheng Cliff, and stormy waves were thrown in their hearts.
They had never seen such a terrible battle, and had never thought that someone would kill to know Saint Cliff.
That is, Huangzhou, the powerhouse of the Most Holy Taoist Palace.
It is rumored that Zhisheng Cliff invaded the barren state, but now, the opponent has come back and is coming.
Knowing the sacred cliff in Yuzhou is facing a crisis of life and death.
On the battlefield, beside Ye Futian, the saint saint stepped forward, and the magic knife in his hand appeared. In an instant, a horrible magical air current flowed wildly between the world and the earth, turning into an endless magical sword intent, sweeping across the world, this The demon intent madly flowed into Dao Sheng's body.
At this moment, Dao Sheng's body seemed to be undergoing transformation, and his peaceful figure became extremely overbearing. His pupils showed dark magic light, and the whole person seemed to be demonized. His body is now in harmony with the demon. The sword and the magic power between heaven and earth merge into one.
In the Dao Palace battle, he urged the magic sword against Kong Yao. Now, the saint has entered the realm of Xianjun. When the magic sword is urged, the coercion is stronger than it was in the past.
The sword seemed to roar, swept out of it with the meaning of killing. With the body of the saint saint as the center, the world seemed to be transformed into a dark world, with no vitality.
Even if he stepped into the realm of Xianjun, when the magic knife was urged, Dao Sheng still felt not as if he was controlling the magic knife, but more like the knife controlling him.
Entering that mood, the saint of sword at this moment is like a demon god.
Finally, the light of darkness flowed over the cliff of Zhisheng, and then I saw a dark blade of light falling from the sky, like the blade of a demon, with only one knife, the space in front of the saint’s body seemed to be interrupted. , The body of a strong man who knew Saint Cliff was directly cut off and killed.
Many strong men looked at the scene in front of them in shock, their hearts trembled wildly, what a terrible sword technique.
A guardian of personal connections flickered, trying to intercept the saint of swords, but saw the saint of swords continue to move forward, like a demon god-like body surrounded by a monstrous sword intent.
Without any fancy moves, he slashed out again and cut the air.
The guardian of the amazing connections was directly cut off, and then shattered into nothingness, making the countless strong people of Zhisheng Cliff tremble and truly feel the fear of death.
The real war never depends on the number of people, the world of cultivators, the peak combat power, one person can be a thousand horses, otherwise the rules of the Xia Huangding jihad will not restrict the shots of the characters in the holy realm. It will turn into purgatory, no one can live.
Obviously, the sword saint is the existence of the sage's peak level.
In addition to the battlefield, Ge Feng and Nie Yan, who are holding the holy weapons, may be able to block one or two, but at this time, the two powerhouses are all fighting, and there is no time to be distracted.
Kong Yao, the first person under the sage of Zhisheng Cliff, is not in Zhisheng Cliff today.
"The strength of the big brother is stronger than before." Ye Futian looked at the sword saint. In the Dao Palace battle that year, it was the first time he saw the big brother use the magic knife. At that time, the big brother seemed to be demonized. The sword was swallowed and it was difficult to control. After a few years, the senior brother's cultivation became stronger and he went to the outside world for trials. Although he still can't completely control the magic sword, he is more comfortable than before.
Knowing Sacred Cliff, the chaos broke out completely, and the Heavenly Vessel Guardian summoned by the white-haired old man was extremely powerful, and smashed against Saruhiro crazily, and every attack seemed to break the ground.
Ge Feng was intercepted by the nine powerful Qin Zhuang, the battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous, and a little carelessness would be overwhelming.
Nie Yan, another strongman on the sage list, had Yun Chang and Huang Xi, the master of the Ice and Snow Temple, to deal with them together, so that they would not be suppressed by the other party.
In addition, You Chi, Zhuge Qingfeng and other powerful men have all rushed into the crowd, and there are many great monsters.
A fierce battle erupted on the entire Zhisheng Cliff.
Outside the battlefield, there are still a group of strong men in Zhishengya who have not taken any action. They are all the older generations of Zhishengya, hiding from the side, their eyes always falling on Ye Futian.
Ye Futian naturally felt that these people were very strong and did not participate in the war. Their goal was obvious. If they wanted to find a chance to deal with him, they would first take down his palace lord, and the battle would naturally end.
Even if they saw the strong of Zhishengya in absolute weakness and constantly falling, they were not moved at all, and they didn't mean to intervene, which shows their xinxing.
Ye Futian didn't seem to have seen it. He was sitting cross-legged in the air. At this moment, the soul of the piano appeared in front of him. He bowed his head slightly, stroking the piano with his hands, and suddenly the sound of the piano sounded in the battlefield.
This is an extremely passionate but somewhat sad music. Under the music, everyone can vaguely feel the setting sun like blood, and the world is in a state of solemnity. This artistic conception seems to be integrated into the battlefield and become a battlefield. Part.
Ye Futian's ten fingers plucked the strings, recalling everything that happened at Wolong Mountain, Taihang and outside the Palace of the Holy Path. These thoughts seem to be integrated into the artistic conception of Qin Yin, making the attacks of Yuanhong, Sword Demon and others more and more. The more aggressive and aggressive, their minds also recalled everything back then.
Today, Zhishengya will repay the debt for what he did in the past. This is a blood debt.
Since the three holy sites want to join forces to destroy the Dao Palace, then they will pay the price of blood!
ps: Yesterday, I saw that there was another thousand and five, and it was almost there when I saw it just now. It seems that there is still more than four hundred monthly tickets to be added. Khan, get ready to go!