The reason why Qinglian Daozun is so sure.

It's because of the huge three-light divine sword, the aura that leaks out.

If it is said that the divine sword possessed by Qinglian is a drop of seawater.

Then the three-light artifact is like an ocean!

It's hard to make Qinglian Daozun feel it!

Monks who possess artifacts are particularly sensitive to artifact aura.

"Ahh

looked at the signs of his bone sword shattering.

The Venerable Daode cried out in tears.

It's not just that I want to vent my inner unwillingness.

And the pain from the soul!

Because the bone sword was tempered by him with the power of his own soul essence and primordial infant!

The bone sword is beyond the scope of spiritual weapons!

It's kind of a part of his body!

His own body is being destroyed.

How could the Venerable Daode not hurt!

But!

No matter how he shouted.

Overhead, the huge three-color giant sword was already in the middle of nowhere!

In the face of irresistible coercion.

The Venerable Moral is not just physically bound!

Even his soul was frozen.

I can't even move!

For the first time, the Venerable Daode felt helplessness, unwillingness, and unprecedented despair!

Looking at the sword mark that smashed into him.

He closed his eyes silently.

irretrievable situation......

When the greatsword falls.

Heaven and earth are silent.

Then, an unimaginably huge storm rose from the place where the sword mark fell.

But in the blink of an eye, it spreads for hundreds of miles.

Among them, heaven and earth are out of order, as if they are turned upside down.

Horror very.

In the face of such aftermath.

The Qinglian Dao Venerable and the Rende Venerable sacrificed their supreme magic weapons.

The two were thousands of miles apart and cast spells at the same time.

In the end, he tried his best to calm down this residual power.

But there are a few other places that cannot be suppressed.

The power of destruction is overwhelming, and half of the realm of the Temple of Ethics is directly destroyed into a wasteland.

It took half an hour for the smoke and dust to calm down.

The martial gods of the Temple of Morality after the aftermath has completely dissipated.

Only then did he reluctantly come to Qinglian Daozun's side.

Look at the messy land.

The hundred Martial Gods choked.

A thousand words are stuck in my throat, and I can't spit out a complete sentence.

"Why ......"

"How can you be so strong......"

"Who the hell is he......"

"What about His Holiness......"

"Venerable One!

"Master, Master, ......"

After the horror of the scene.

Several of the older Valkyrie Gods began to roar.

Because within the scope of their divine consciousness, they did not see any figure of the Moral Venerable.

Even the breath dissipated.

It's as if the man has vanished out of thin air.

Just when everyone was going crazy and yelling.

A figure dressed in white slowly approached from a distance.

I saw that the visitor was holding a dragon talisman token, and there was a golden storage bag hanging under his hand.

Coldly interpret all the temperament of the comer!

"That's the dragon talisman!

"Could it be that His Holiness him!"

"Ahhh!!!hhh

Lose your marbles.

The martial gods of the Temple of Ethics are completely insane.

They couldn't imagine how miserable and declining the future of the Temple of Morality would be without the Daode Venerable.

"Quiet! The old moral ghost is beyond his strength, and his soul has returned to nothingness!"

The spiritual sound of the Qinglian Dao Venerable pierced through the void and reached the ears of every monk present.

Hear this.

Everyone was stunned.

One of the Five Supremes, the Moral Venerable, has fallen!!!

Died at the hands of Xia Liu!

The news came too suddenly!

The supreme powerhouse, in their impression, is an invincible existence!

They have had such thoughts since they were young.

The supreme strong are invincible!

Invincible!

How could he fall!

How could it be dead!

But Xia Liu, who is holding the dragon talisman and the golden storage bag, is the best proof of this.

The Venerable Daode is dead!

"Venerable Morality, not enough to strike!"

Facing the desperate Daode Temple Martial Gods, Xia Liu said again: "You can avenge him at any time, provided that you are prepared not to enter reincarnation!!"

Hiss!!!!

Not a single hit!

Be prepared not to enter the cycle of reincarnation!

Xia Liu, this is declaring war!

Declare war on all the monks of the Martial Temple!!!

Martial gods of the Hall of Morality, you look at me, I look at you.

No one dared to speak easily.

One of the five supremes couldn't withstand Xia Liu's blow.

Just a martial god, how can he fight Xia Liu!

Everyone was waiting.

Wait for the Qinglian Dao Venerable and the Rende Venerable to speak.

A high-intensity monk like Xia Liu.

In the Martial God Temple, only the remaining four supremes joined forces and could fight with him.

And, want to kill such a strong person.

The four supreme beings may not have a certain certainty.

"Disaster, disaster, ......"

His Holiness Rende clasped his hands together and prayed for His Holiness Daodao, praying sincerely.

Even if he knew that the latter's soul had been shattered.

He still prayed for the Venerable Daode to enter reincarnation.

I hope he won't be so irritable and impulsive in his next life......

"Venerable Rende, can we only let others trample on our Martial God Temple?"

"That's right! Qinglian Dao Venerable, this person doesn't take our Martial God Temple in his eyes at all, so we can only be threatened by him and be indifferent!!!

……

In the crowd, some voices of crusade against Xia Liu appeared one after another.

But.

Qinglian Dao Venerable and Rende Venerable didn't seem to hear it.

From the beginning to the end, there was no movement that wanted to make a move.

"Martial gods of the Daode Temple, I know you are very sad, but, one yard is one yard, if it weren't for Daodao's friend today, if he hadn't forced Xia Daoyou into such a situation, how could he die?"

Qinglian Daozun's spiritual voice is passed on again.

I hope to peacefully comfort these martial gods who have violent emotional ups and downs.

After all, Xia Liu's strength has exceeded what the Martial God Temple can imagine.

Even if the Venerable Daode is not dead.

The Five Supremes join forces.

He wasn't sure he would be able to take advantage of Xia Liu's hands!

Such a powerful monk.

If you can't kill him.

The only one who dies is himself.

The only luck may be that Xia Liu's air is exhausted today, and he can survive for a while.

When he arrived, Xia Liu returned strongly.

Then the entire Martial God Temple will be turned into a purgatory scene!

"Everyone, your mood can be understood by the old man, as Qinglian's friend said, one yard is one yard, it is normal for a monk to die in a fight, I hope you can treat it reasonably, and the old man can only advise, you must not have the psychology of revenge for your moral friend, because the consequences have to be filled with your own lives!"

His Holiness Rende wanted to say something nice.

But under this atmosphere.

He can only be half comforted, half deterred.

Otherwise, those impulsive martial gods may not be able to control themselves.

Just when the atmosphere became very awkward.

A sedan chair flew in from a distance.

Ye Wushuang, who was sitting in the sedan chair, had no intention of waiting for a long time, even if her meridians had not yet fully adapted.

She also teleported to Xia Liu desperately.

"Brother-in-law, what a disaster have you caused, what is the situation!"