It is not that the group of great Xuan masters in the Holy Land of Wangyue are ignorant, but that the power of Qing is only in legend, and only a few people in the world have obtained it. Even the Holy Land of Wangyue, except for the ancestor Wangyue, who was the founding ancestor, the ancestor Wangyue, has never had an enlightenment over the past countless years!
They also thought that Xin Zhuo was using the ancient magical powers left by King Mu, which appeared purple. At this moment, those lilacs seemed to be one of the powers that opened the world, pure, quiet, and inaction. The great way was born, surpassing all things, indestructible, and everything was harmed. The supreme world, like the punishment of the way of heaven, the eight hundred magic weapons and weapons were blessed by this power, and instantly became a thousand times stronger!
If it is not the power of purity, what else can it be?
This person not only realized the power of purity, but also the Taoist realm from the artistic conception of Hunyuan Tiancheng and Dadao nature! !
A top master who is at the peak of the eighth step, and who is naturally at the right time, also has the power of the Taoist realm, which makes their scalp numb!
The Holy Lord of the Moon Holy Land, Helian did not return to the ancestor. Seeing the eight hundred divine weapons running towards the disciples' formation, his voice was hoarse and he said anxiously: "This person sneaked into a scheming time to break my formation and kill my disciples. At this moment, he used the eight hundred divine weapons left by King Mu to attack the formation, and indeed made plans to destroy my holy Taoist system and destroy my foundation! Brothers, there is no need to stop, the third, fifth, and twelfth junior brothers protect the formation, and the others will follow me to fight with him to kill!"
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
The three great Xuan masters went straight to the formation below, and Helian Bugui and the other eight brothers killed Xin Zhuo. In the middle, a innate treasure, three innate spiritual treasures, two great spiritual roots and all kinds of magic weapons attacked Xin Zhuo.
Then the twelve people used the Daxuan Lord's method to "create forever" at the same time!
However, Xin Zhuo seemed to have calculated their means and ideas, and his momentum rose to the peak of the Great Xuan Lord. The power of the Dao Realm was exerted to the extreme, and he used the "Qiankun Set", "Eight Desolate Divine Claws", and "Twelve-grade World-Destroying Golden Lotus" to attack Hao Lianbu's nine people.
With the purple dragon vine that faintly surpassed the innate treasure, he intercepted the other three great Xuan masters who were preparing to protect the formation below.
The body uses [One Qi Transforms Three Clears] and divides into four parts. The four bodies are all the cultivation level of the Great Xuan Master. Then they form seals with both hands and whisper in a hurry: "Nine Eternal Emperors! Entrust to the Eight Desolations!"
The four clones were mysterious and mysterious, each slashing out nine hazy starry sky emperors, totaling thirty-six paths, as if the thirty-six great masters were taking action together!
Such perverted supernatural powers have long been lost except King Mu of the same era as Qingxuzi!
"Boom boom boom..."
Xin Zhuo fought against the twelve great Xuan masters with one man, and he had the absolute advantage in the blink of an eye. Thirteen people almost broke the sky, and the radius of millions of miles was like an abyss, with lightning and lightning mixed, and wind and fire.
Below, the "Ancient Well Magic Formation" composed of tens of thousands of disciples from the Holy Land of Wangyue was attacked by eight hundred magic weapons and powerful weapons. The powerful formation could not even exert any of the power it should have.
The disciples of the Holy Land of Wangyue in the formation, no matter how talented they are, no matter how amazing their cultivation level, are now greatly restrained, and then face tens of thousands of times their own killing and divine power, one death to them.
The broken corpses, worn-out robes, and weapons without aura fell like raindrops with screams.
A large number of monks tried to get rid of their bodies, and their souls fled elsewhere, and they re-cultivated for a lifetime. However, as soon as they left their bodies, they were destroyed by the powerful divine weapon, and their spirit and body were destroyed.
Screams and magic weapons flew around, as messy as the slaughter field of hell on earth, spreading to most of the holy land of looking at the moon, just like the end of the world.
The twelve ancestors of the Great Xuan Lord who fought hard above, their spiritual consciousness scanned the formation, and their hearts were bleeding, but were stopped by Xin Zhuo and they were powerless. The roar of anger and curses resounded throughout the world!
Soon, more and more corpses fell in the formation, and after a cup of tea, one out of ten was left!
On the broken palace below, layers of corpses fell from place to place, almost piled up into mountains, blood gathered to form a stream!
At this moment, the disciples of the holy land who were so arrogant and arrogant in the past are not as valuable as pigs and dogs.
Fortunately, the formation was shattered the next moment, and the 800 divine weapons were wiped out. Only a small number of people were lucky enough to die. They escaped to the distance and escaped from the holy land. Unfortunately, as soon as they reached the edge of the holy land, they were blocked back by an ancient blockade magical power like an infinity hell!
Many disciples couldn't help but roared to the sky: "The ancestors, why do you kill them all? Rape us ants?"
Since then, ordinary disciples in the Holy Land of Wangyue have almost died!
Over the sky.
Xin Zhuo is in the same realm with twelve people, no, there is no realm in the true sense. Even the Helian-Don't Return to the Holy Lord, he is just an ordinary Da Xuan Lord's Middle Realm!
At this time, the innate treasure is against the innate treasure, and the innate spiritual treasure is against the innate spiritual treasure. Even if the quantity is insufficient, the suppression of the realm can be compensated!
With the thirty-six terrifying figures, the number has become a gap!
The fortune is one pair of twelve for eternity, and the match is equal!
The power of the clear realm of Taoism is infinitely crushed!
"Boom..."
With the last blow, twelve figures spitting blood in their mouths and flew backwards.
The fallen Helian did not return to the Holy Lord, a trace of despair and fear appeared in his old eyes. How could there be a battle example in the world where the twelve great masters cannot hold on to the hands of masters who are not the great masters?
No!
He was about to hit the remains of thousands of disciples in the holy land, and the ancestor Helian Bugui's eyes were blood red: "Burn the essence and blood, fight for his life!" "Soul..."
The twelve great masters paused in the air, and each recalled their magic weapons. Their bodies were filled with dazzling blood, and their momentum increased tenfold!
Burning essence and blood is also a waste of one's own cultivation, destroying one thousand of one's own, and hurting eight hundred enemies, just to fight for life!
Xin Zhuo was condescending, his voice was cold without any emotion: "If you want to surrender, you can still survive for my use. Otherwise, even if you practice the Great Xuan Lord for hundreds of thousands of years, you will not be able to escape death! The cultivation level I can achieve is...invincible in the world!"
"Absurd, die!"
The twelve great Xuan masters rushed towards Xin Zhuo again with an unyielding momentum.
Xin Zhuo immediately formed seals with both hands, and the power of the clear Dao Realm gathered infinitely around him, and he exhaled and opened his breath: "Thousands of dragons return to the ruins!"
The power of the Taoist realm first evolved into all things in the world, and then turned into ten thousand ancient divine dragons, each of which was a thousand miles away, with an ancient power of 1.2 billion world-building power, looking down at the people and swimming in the entire sky.
This is also the magical power of King Mu. He evolved the great way he pursued with the divine dragon. The great way is the divine dragon, and he must fight with all his strength!
"Swish--"
Xin Zhuo held thousands of dragons and swam down to the ruins.
The twelve great masters burned their essence and blood and headed straight to the heavens.
Thirteen figures approached quickly.
"Boom--"
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A magnificent bursting light shook all directions.
"Puff..."
"Ah..."
The twelve Great Xuan Lords vomited blood and screamed, and were knocked away again. This time they were unable to escape. They hit the pile of thousands of corpses below. Countless corpses were like splashes of water, and the scene was spectacular!
The terrifying shock force completely destroyed the countless palaces left by the Holy Land of Wangyue into ruins!
In contrast, Xin Zhuo in the sky just staggered backward for more than ten steps and stabilized his body. However, the next moment, his face became much more serious.
He had thought about many possibilities, but he did not expect that the scene when the Demon Palace and the Demon Palace surrounded and suppressed the Qingxu Tower would happen again.
Since ancient times, the only one who died is the most difficult thing to die, these people...
I saw five old men and old women walking out of the twelve great masters. With endless nostalgia and regret, the five looked back at the ruined Holy Land of Moon, murmured: "The Thousand Generation Holy Land is destroyed by our hands. I am ashamed of our ancestors. Senior Brother, goodbye!"
Helian Buguiyi bowed with a sad face: "You guys, junior brothers and sisters, walk slowly!"
The five great Xuan Lords stopped talking and looked up at the sky, with determination flashing in their eyes, and their soul, essence, blood, and body burning: "With our body that has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, I will send you back to death!"
Xin Zhuo's heart beat wildly, and immediately called out the twelve-grade world-destroying golden lotus, jumped into the center of the golden lotus platform, and then the twelve lotus petals closed, and the outside was covered with purple dragon vine layer by layer, and finally escaped to the distance.
It's too late!
The next moment, a terrifying sense of crisis came, and my eyes were dark. (This chapter ends)