The Burial Sky Sword turned into a golden stegosaurus, slashed through a sea of corpse mountains and blood, and rushed out from the side of the fist shadow. "Literary Network" huaixiu

A half-saint is a person who has already stepped into the realm of a saint with half a foot, and he only needs to pop out a finger to penetrate the ancient Dao master, and one foot can break a starry sky.

It's not something that the Dao Master can contend with at all.

"Don't ask, Ancient Hallow!" Guo Yi yelled.

Mo Wen rushed out of the endless Dao Mang, controlled the holy weapon, and flew to Guo Yi's side, the two of them shot with all their strength, activating the ancient holy weapon, a pu fan turned into a thousand zhang long, countless holy patterns flickered, and sent out a world-destroying holy might, directly blasting the fist of madness.

The mad demon withdrew his fist, and then fell to the opposite side of the sinkhole, exuding arrogance on his body, and smiled coldly: "Two boys are good!

There are a lot of strong people gathered outside the sinkhole, many of them are in the realm of the Dao Lord, there are hundreds of people, and there are even some hidden figures standing on the side of the sinkhole, hidden in the void, these people are all major cultivators, and their cultivation is at least at the level of the ancient Dao Lord.

"Nonsense, Ben Qingsheng has long been one of the best people in the world. "Don't ask so arrogant.

The mad evil smiled, and two blood-colored fierce lights shot out of his eyes, like two spears breaking through the air, stabbing at Guo Yi and Mo Wen respectively.

"Poof!" Mo Wen's chest was pierced by a bloody light, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared, and the flesh and blood in his body were minced.

Another ray of blood light collided with the Burial Sword.

This is a half-saint's vision, even if Guo Yi's combat power has increased tenfold now, he was still blasted away dozens of miles away by him, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood.

This is Shengwei, and it is not at all that the Dao Lord can compete with. Even if he is only a half-saint, a single look can still kill a Dao master, Guo Yi only suffered a slight injury, much better than Mo Wen.

"Two ants, don't think that you can be the king of the younger generation, with your strength, one finger of this seat can press you to death. "The Crazy Evil is the sixth commander of the Immortal Dao Army, and he is also a half-saint, whether it is combat power or power, it is enough to make the older generation of monks frightened, and he naturally will not take Guo Yi and Mo Wen into the eyes of the younger generation of junjie.

Guo Yi wiped the blood marks from the corners of his mouth, carried the Burial Heaven Sword, walked back step by step, and said with a smile: "Aren't you cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years more than us, what's the big deal, if I cultivate for a thousand years, killing you will be like slaughtering pigs and dogs." ”

"Don't say a thousand years, just give me a hundred years, and I can trample him under my feet and slap him twice. Mo Wen condensed his Dao body again, his body was full of war, and his eyes were full of unyielding will.

The mad evil was once a benchmark figure in several eras, how could anyone dare to insult him like this, and they were still two juniors?

"Two things that don't know whether to live or die. ”

The holy patterns on the palm of the mad evil rose and fell, a terrifying energy condensed on his palm, and a mountain full of bloody corpses condensed in his palm, which was formed by the condensation of the Dao rules and the holy pattern, causing the earth to crack again, and countless magma rushed up from the ground.

"Humph!"

Jing Wusheng snorted coldly and walked out from behind Guo Yi, just with a cold snort, he directly shattered the body of the mad demon, the Dao rule and the holy pattern were completely broken, and the body of the half-saint was almost shattered.

Although the demi-saint is powerful, it is still too far behind the true saint.

Jing Wusheng's cold snort will hurt the unstoppable madness.

"Saints. ”

The mad evil's face changed, the arrogance on his body reined, and looking at Jing Wusheng, who was standing side by side with Guo Yi, he took three steps back in a row, until he retreated behind the lonely chariot.

The chariot was made of black iron, cold as ice, with a mysterious and deep aura inside.

"Jing Wusheng, aren't you dead yet?" An old voice came from the chariot, and just by saying this sentence, it shook nearly a hundred First Dao Masters standing on the side of the sinkhole into a blood mist, and even the Dao Soul was shattered.

And those second Dao masters also spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and fainted directly, only immortal cultivators who had reached the level of ancient Dao masters could barely stand, but they were also forced out of the void by Shengwei.

Apparently there was also a saint in the chariot.

Jing Wusheng protected Guo Yi, Mo Wen and the others behind him, gently straightened the white beard on his chin, and said with a smile: "Who dares to lead the Immortal Dao Army to break into the territory of the Netherworld Holy Sect, it turned out to be the palace master of the Immortal Dao Palace, I heard that the Immortal Dao Palace was destroyed not long ago? haha!

The palace master sat in the chariot and said with a gloomy smile: "Jing Wusheng, I have long guessed that it was you who fought against me outside the imperial capital that day, so I don't want to hand over the "Imperial Secret" quickly." ”

Guo Yi glanced at Jing Wusheng slightly, and suddenly realized in his heart that the saint who fought with two saints at the same time outside the imperial capital that day was actually Jing Wusheng.

"You and the Bloody Clothes Sect Master can only tie with me if they join forces, now it's up to you, and you also want me to hand over the "Emperor's Secret", joke!

"The Emperor's Secret" was naturally not in Jing Wusheng's hands, that day he and Bai Xi'er teamed up to go to Wanxiang Chess Mountain, Bai Xi'er took the "Emperor's Secret", but he was responsible for attracting the attention of those strong people in the Celestial Empire.

The palace master sneered: "Then with the eighty million Immortal Dao Army, can you still stop it?"

Eighty million Immortal Dao troops are hurrying towards this place, this is an extremely terrifying combat force, even a saint does not want to collide with so many immortal Dao troops.

The words of the Palace Master did not scare Jing Wusheng, but instead frightened those remaining ancient Dao master-level immortal cultivators in the Wind City. The immortal cultivators below the ancient path master died and were injured, and there were few people who could still stand now.

These monks originally had proud cultivation, but if they were surrounded by 80 million immortal troops, then there was only one ending, and that was to die without a corpse.

"Woo, Woo ......"

Dozens of powerful figures rushed into the sinkhole at the same time, they didn't want to be surrounded and killed by the Immortal Dao Army, so only by entering the sinkhole, maybe they could get a little bit of life, and the weakest of these people were all at the level of the ancient Dao master.

The palace master and the mad demon did not stop them, and let them enter the sinkhole, sneering in their hearts that even if they escaped, it was useless, and escaping into the sinkhole would be death.

At the same time, dozens of generals of the Immortal Dao Army had already rushed to the edge of the sinkhole, and under the leadership of Yun Xian'er, they also rushed into the sinkhole, chasing and killing those strong people who had just escaped in.

The generals of the Immortal Dao Army are all overlord-level figures, and any Dao Venerable comparable to an ancient dojo, dozens of such powerhouses are enough to encircle and suppress those who escape.

At this time, the vibration in the sinkhole became more and more severe, and the roar of the giant and the long cry of the dragon could be faintly heard.

Jing Wusheng's face remained unchanged, but there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart, so he whispered to Guo Yi: "I'm afraid that it will be difficult for the nine divine dragon predecessors to trap the Nine Heavens Giant, you and Concubine Chang will rush in now, hand over the shackles in purgatory to the nine divine dragon seniors, and trap it with shackles, this demon god is the first general Liu Yanran to sit down, if it is born, then Liu Yanran will be like a tiger with wings, no one in the Eight Desolations can control her anymore, she is likely to reign in the world in advance." ”

Guo Yi said solemnly: "Can the shackles in purgatory really trap the Nine Heavens Giant?"

Jing Wusheng closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Now I can only do the last trace of struggle, how can I know the result if I don't try?"

Guo Yi nodded, it just so happened that he needed to ask the Nine Heavens Giant for verification of many things, and it was inevitable that he would go.

Obviously, Jing Wusheng wanted to stop all the 80 million immortal Dao troops with the strength of one person, and the heavy responsibility of entering the sinkhole was handed over to Guo Yi and a group of young people.

The sinkhole leads directly to the Abandoned Land, and there are countless dangers inside, and it is easy to get lost in it. Mo Wen, Wu Shu, Hua Erlou, and Yu Meiren felt fresh, and they had to follow Guo Yi in, so a group of people broke into the sinkhole and walked towards the abandoned place.

After they entered the sinkhole, there was a shocking battle from above, this was a saint-level duel, and the land of hundreds of millions of miles was turned into a desert as soon as they first attacked.

Eighty million immortal daos formed eight huge battle arrays, which could resist the might of the saints, and they could even join forces to attack, and cooperate with the palace master to fight with Jing Wusheng.

The "crazy evil" took the opportunity to break into the sinkhole and chased after Guo Yi and others!

After entering the sinkhole, it was pitch black, as if entering a black hole, and it was unusually silent.

Guo Yi had once entered the abandoned land, so he walked in front of the road, and soon walked through this dark passage and came to a completely unfamiliar place.

The space here was unusually unique, dim and cold, and only the stairs suspended above the void could be seen, these stairs were as white as jade, criss-crossed, and no one knew where their end was.

At a glance, you can see hundreds of thousands of miles away, but you can't see a single figure at all.

"I obviously saw dozens of super strong people break in, why is there no one now?"

"There are at least eight stairways suspended above the void here, where do they all lead?"

"What the hell is this place, and how do I feel a ghost crying at the bottom of these stairs?"

......

These people were entering the Forsaken Land for the first time, and their hearts were full of questions, and it was only then that they realized that this place was not fun at all.

I am afraid that only Guo Yi was the calmest present, and ordered: "It is rumored that this place is the holy land of the reincarnation clan, a place abandoned by everyone, this place is still under the Nine Shadows, vast and boundless, more vast than the Northern Wilderness, it is easy to get lost here." ”

"What is the reincarnation clan?" said Hua Er.

Guo Yi said with a smile: "It's a terrifying creature in the dead city of Xudu, with eyes but no pupils, a mouth and no tongue, but a bloody hand grows out of the original tongue." ”

After hearing Guo Yi's description, everyone's scalp was numb!

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