"Imprison his cultivation!"

Seeing that they were shrouded in a huge net, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and one of the pseudo-god realm warriors came to him with his fingers together, and nodded at Zhang Xuan.

Once hit, the whole body cultivation will be immediately blocked and can no longer be used.

"Good time!"

Zhang Xuan let out a low shout.

The three long swords came out of nowhere, evolving a mysterious sword technique, and stabbed into the back of the heart of this pseudo-god realm in an instant, and with a slight slash, the latter was immediately cut in half.

A sword slashed it, and the giant net lost a source of strength, which was equivalent to a lack of flags in the formation, and there was turmoil immediately.

The remaining nine Pseudo-God Realm powerhouses hurriedly managed their strength, intending to stabilize them.

They moved fast, but they hung faster, and they swooped like fish, and immediately rushed out of the mesh, and the people were in the air, and clicked several times in a row.

The long sword in his hand turned into a rain of swords in the sky, stabbing towards one of the pseudo-god powerhouses.

is also a pseudo-god realm, there are strong and weak, through the power of the giant net, it can be easily seen that this is the weakest of the remaining nine!

Risking his life, he lured the first false god to be fooled, came to him, attacked and killed, and then, taking advantage of the time when there was a loophole in the combined attack formation, he sneaked up on the weakest one......

How to fight, Zhang Hang has already calculated before the battle.

If you weren't prepared, how could you risk coming here!

Flutter!

The four long swords combined with the sword intent of the gods, with an aura that was impossible to resist, this weakest pseudo-god realm powerhouse, was pierced through his chest in the blink of an eye, and then his throat hurt, and his head fell.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, an immortal monarch killed two companions in a row, and the remaining eight pseudo-god realm temple warriors felt that they were about to explode.

The leader is in front of him, so many people are besieging, and the damage is so great, there is no place to be ashamed.

Boom Boom!

Eight palms slapped downward, and the space in the hall seemed to be frozen, sticky and unable to move, and Zhang Hang roared, wanting to sacrifice the Xuanbei turtle and other beasts, but found that here and the bridge to the sky, the beast pet bag could not be opened.

The green tendons on his head tensed, the sword of Tongshang danced, and at the same moment, an iron chain appeared in front of him, and with a spear, he stabbed at the palm print in the air.

The three pseudo-god realm weapons were united, and a pitch-black crack appeared in the space, as if a stone had fallen into a pond, the water waves were agitated, and the imprisoned space was unsealed.

"Let's go down!"

He used all his strength to split the space, only to find that a pseudo-god realm powerhouse had come to him at some point, and his palm was gently patted off.

Boom!

There was no time to dodge, so he had to concentrate the power in his body on his chest.

But the opponent's palm power was too strong, and in just one moment, two or three ribs were broken, and the whole person fell from the air upside down.

Two or three pseudo-gods, or even four or five, he can deal with them, ten pseudo-gods, and they are all temple warriors, even if their true qi is pure, their understanding of battle has reached an extremely high realm, and they still can't resist.

Falling to the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to continue to resist, when he saw an iron chain enveloping him and tying it firmly.

"Pseudo-God Realm weapons?"

Feeling that the iron chain is getting tighter and tighter, the current strength can't break free at all, and he clenched his fists.

This iron chain is the same as the one he refined before, it has already reached the level of a pseudo-god, and it is not something that he can break free from his current cultivation.

"Ten people besieged, and you killed two, no wonder, I sent so many people before, and they were all killed by you...... He is worthy of being the chosen one, and he has strength beyond ordinary people!"

The figure on the flame looked at it lightly, and he didn't feel heartache or anger because he had just killed two subordinates.

"The Chosen One?"

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Hang no longer struggled, but quietly used his true qi to recover the injuries in his body, while frowning.

"Yes, you should ...... Possess the Heavenly Dao!"

The figure said lightly.

Zhang Hang's body stiffened.

Only Luo Ruoxi knew about his possession of the Heavenly Dao Library, and no one else knew about it.

The one in front of him can say it in one bite...... Could it be that the leader of this temple is so terrible?

Still is...... Library, can't hide the gods?

As soon as he comprehended the sword intent of the gods, the temple came to besiege him, and he had been thinking about whether the other party was afraid that he would grow up and come over to snatch the word "god", but now it seems that the other party is not afraid of this!

No matter how strong it is, what can it be?

Any dozen or so pseudo-gods, even if they comprehend the sword intent of the gods, they will definitely not be able to get any benefits!

What's more, let people break through to the aura of the pseudo-god, the temple has a lot, and it is nothing to take it away...... I'm afraid it's the library that really gets them to do it!

Therefore, those who have come to besiege and kill themselves have demanded that they be captured alive!

"Isn't it strange, why do I know that you have the Heavenly Dao?"

Seeing his expression, the figure on the flame smiled lightly.

Zhang Hang didn't answer, but looked at him coldly.

"The people of the Mandate of Heaven have this kind of talent, and when they came to the Abandoned Continent, in less than a month, they were promoted from the ancient saints to the peak of the Immortal Monarch, and ordinary pseudo-gods can't be defeated!"

The figure didn't mind, and said to himself: "Only then can I have this kind of charm, let the four major sects establish you as the sect master, let go of the prejudice of the portal, and unite together!

Zhang Hang's eyes narrowed: "What are you going to do?"

The figure said: "There are some things that you are not qualified to obtain, and if you stay on your body, it will only bring disaster, so let's give it to the person who should give it!"

A move with the palm of your hand.

Hula!

The pseudo-gods around him shot at the same time, and Zhang Hang immediately felt a huge force rushing over, surrounding himself, and his body involuntarily levitated, flying to the side.

After flying a short distance, he landed on a stone staircase with a small round platform in front of him.

Zhang Hang's face sank: "This is ...... The altar of the Star Chasing Palace? You captured the Du Palace Master?"

He had seen this thing in Jiang Yao's hands.

It was the Star Chasing Palace, the altar that was taken away by the palace master of Du Qingyuan, the palace master Du disappeared, and he became the suzerain, and at this moment, the altar appeared...... Could it be that the palace master Du was arrested by the other party?

"Sacrifice!"

Too lazy to answer, the figure shouted, and countless treasures fell above the altar, followed by a woman, suddenly appearing in the main hall, singing the special language of the praiser.

Zhang Hang looked at the woman, it was the one summoned by Emperor Chenyong at the beginning, the former palace master of the Star Chasing Palace, Du Qingkite!

At this time, Du Qingyuan seemed to have lost her consciousness, her eyes were closed, and the language used by the sacrifice flowed out of her mouth coherently, without the slightest emotion.

Raging!

Along with the words, the flames on the altar kept burning, and above the temple, a huge black hole slowly appeared, as if communicating to a higher world, strange and unpredictable.

"Up!"

Du Qingyuan let out a low cry, Zhang Xuan flew up, and landed lightly above the altar.

The flames drilled into his body, and he thought it would be burned, but he found that there was not the slightest heat, but a warm smell, as if to separate his soul from his body.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

Although he had read all the books in the Star Chasing Palace, and he knew a lot about the sacrifices of the alien spirit race, he had never touched the sacrifice method in front of him, and he had never even heard of it!

Normal sacrifice is to sacrifice treasures to the gods, and then obtain more powerful power or information, but the one in front of you is obviously not.

It seems that he is used as a sacrifice for ulterior purposes.

Zizizizi!

The flames kept burning on his body, and Zhang Hang was wondering, when he saw the leader of the temple not far away, the originally faint shadow gradually became solidified.

"It's ...... Extract my power?"

Zhang Xuan's pupils shrank.

He finally understood the purpose of the other party's sacrifice.

It's not to sacrifice to the gods, it's not to get stronger power, but to extract your own power from the other party and completely replace yourself!

"Could it be...... He knows that I own the Heavenly Dao Library and wants to replace my life?"

Eyes narrowed.

No wonder this guy needs the altar of the Star Chaser Palace, and he does not hesitate to grab it, it seems that he wants to use the mysterious power generated by the sacrifice to replace himself and control the Heavenly Dao Library!

Although I don't know what the principle of this sacrifice is, I feel that the qi in my body is constantly weakening...... In other words, the other party has a high probability of success!

Airplanes!

Just when Zhang Hang felt as if his body would be burned into green smoke by the flames at any time and disappear, the pendant on his chest suddenly flashed with dazzling light.

"Poof!"

The figure on the flame turned pale, and the flames under his feet were uncertain, and it seemed that they would be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on?"

His face sank, and the figure hurriedly looked up, grabbed his palm in the air, came to Zhang Hang, and pinched the pendant in his palm.

Zizizizi!

"Ah......h

As if burned by charcoal, black smoke came out of the figure.

"Abominable ......"

Grab the pendant again.

Several times in a row, it was like being burned, so that he no longer dared to move forward.

"I don't believe I killed you, and I can't exchange it!"

Seeing that the flames on the altar were about to burn to the end and would be extinguished at any time, if there was no decision, this sacrifice would end in failure, and the figure snorted angrily.

Whew!

Eight pseudo-god realm powerhouses received orders and shot at the same time.

In an instant, the strength of the eight people gathered together, gathered into a powerful sword qi, and stabbed straight towards Zhang Xuan's throat.

Once you are stabbed, you don't have to think about it, you will definitely die!

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the temple was hit by a huge force, and it opened in an instant, and a figure suddenly appeared in the temple, pointing a little forward.

Boom!

The sword qi formed by the gathering of the eight pseudo-god powerhouses immediately dissipated, and the faces of the eight people turned pale, and blood sprayed wildly!

"It's ...... you"

The figure on the flames, seeing the figure that suddenly appeared, slashed down with a palm.

The figure palmed up.

Boom!

The two forces collided, and both of them took a step back at the same time.

The figure that rushed over, his eyes narrowed, and as soon as he grabbed it in the air, the hanging on the altar was enveloped by a force and brought to him.

"Let's go!"

The figure slapped back, and the huge palm print stirred in the temple, blocking the many pseudo-god realm warriors who rushed in, and he himself shook it lightly, with Zhang Xuan, and rushed out, and disappeared on the bridge deck of the bridge in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

"Chase!"

Behind him sounded a figure, the voice of anger.