The overwhelming cyan true qi was overwhelming, and the four of them were covered by Wu Han in all directions.

The moment the true qi was covered, Wu Han's pretty face surged with a touch of ruddy, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body shot backwards, and finally staggered, landing slightly embarrassed.

"This ruined courtyard... How can there be such a strong man!" Wu Langtian's eyes were gloomy, and he had some palpitations, he was also affected, and there were some blood stains on his yellow robe.

The ground around the feet of the four of them, with the suppression of the cyan true qi, was suddenly ravaged, and the cracks spread rapidly.

The four figures retreated violently in embarrassment, and their breath was also much sluggish in an instant, and Wu Han's pretty face at this time was pale.

She suddenly stopped and turned to look at Brahma in the sky.

"Senior sister, what are you doing!"

Wu Langtian frowned and exclaimed in a low voice.

It's a pity that it's too late, Brahma Cangtian is full of hatred for these four people at the moment, he saw Wu Han stop, he roared with innocence, and as soon as he held his palm, the thirty-six-foot Qingfeng flashed out.

Swish!

The sword body shook, and countless fierce cyan sword qi were practiced, and they roared out in an instant, like stars in the sky, shrouding Wu Han who was standing in place, Brahma Cangtian couldn't bear the killing intent in his heart in the face of this kind of murderer in the slaughterhouse.

"Whoever dares to kill my temple... Take your life back!" Brahma's roaring voice contained a deep sense of grief and indignation.

Just when countless fierce cyan sword qi were practiced, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, stabbing at the vital points around Wu Han's body, suddenly the countless cyan sword qi actually dissipated at a distance of only a few feet from Wu Han!

Wu Han sneered at Brahma Cangtian, his palm spread out, and on it was the fragment of the jade cylinder that she had crushed.

Brahma Cangtian's face was gloomy, and when he looked at it, he was shocked to find that in front of Wu Han, a spatial crack suddenly appeared, swallowing all his cyan sword qi into it!

Who can tear through space!?

"Hehehe... The people of the Martial Sect are also able to move?"

A faint laugh came out of the torn space, Brahma Cangtian's pupils shrank, and a figure slowly stepped out of the distorted space.

The moment that figure appeared, the heavens and the earth seemed to dim in an instant, and an invisible terrifying fluctuation emanated, making people have the urge to kneel down!

This man is in his fifties, ordinary in appearance, but he is dressed in a yellow robe, and his whole body has no breath, but he can see mystery and deep indifference in his eyes.

Brahma Cangtian's pupils suddenly constricted, and on his resolutely handsome face, there was finally a thick sense of shock and disbelief emerged, and the eyes of the elders were also condensed for a moment at this moment, and the cloudy old eyes were unprecedentedly frightened.

"Wu Zong!?"

The frightened voice came out of Brahman's mouth at this moment, his tone trembled with consternation, and his heart was undoubtedly stirring up turbulent waves.

Wuzong is one of the eight ancient forces in Zhongzhou, covering the sky with one hand, leaning over the continent, and the disciples under the sect are even more dominant, and the elders in the sect are all giants and objects that all beings look up to!

The strength of the Martial Sect is simply at the peak of the True Qi Continent, at the top of the pyramid of the world, with a single move, it can destroy the anti-heaven existence of tens of millions of people, a behemoth!

Compared with the Martial Sect, the Sanskrit Academy is like an ant and a giant elephant, a drop of water and an ocean.

Wu Zong's power is important, as a behemoth for 10,000 years, relying on the blood of the ancestors, so that the luck is protected, and the geniuses are born.

The ancestors of the Sanskrit Academy were Sanskrit, and their bloodlines were not inferior to the eight ancient forces such as Wuzong.

It is a pity that over the years, the bloodline of the Sanskrit people has been improperly inherited, and the purity of the bloodline has been declining more and more, and it has gradually become dirty.

Now that the people of the Martial Sect have come to the Brahma Academy, that kind of realm must not be resistible by Brahma and the Heavens.

"Why did you come to our hospital?" asked Brahma, who finally mustered up the courage and regained his usual majesty. "Your Excellency's disciples have killed countless disciples of our academy... This sin is unforgivable! I hope Your Excellency understands!"

The man who came from the void smiled indifferently, and the depth in his eyes was even deeper: "I heard... Do you have a magic formula?"

When Brahma Cangtian and the thirty-six elders heard this, their hearts sank violently, and they trembled, Brahma Cangtian swallowed his saliva and looked at the man at the crack in the space.

"If this sect is right..."The man smiled faintly again, slowly spitting out the two words.

"This trick... Brahman's formula?"

As soon as the word "Brahman" came out, Brahma Cangtian and the elders trembled, and their scalps were numb and their hairs stood upside down.

Brahma Cangtian also twitched rapidly from the corners of his eyes with fear, and he trembled and shouted:

"You... Your purpose is Brahman!?"

The yellow-robed man smiled noncommittally.

Brahma Cangtian's hand became tighter and tighter, and bloodshot eyes covered his eyes, revealing unconcealed grief and indignation, and the eyes of the elder group also flashed a touch of horror and despair.

The Sanskrit is extremely important, it is a holy relic, and it has maintained the prosperity of the Sanskrit for thousands of years, and the Sanskrit has become so important that it is more important than the Sanskrit itself, which is the importance of the inheritance.

For the sake of the future of the Brahmanic Clan, the Sanskrit recipe must not fall into his hands! Even the Martial Sect is no exception.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed man raised a curvature at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Your hospital is too weak... The Sanskrit recipe is in your hands, but it is just a tyrannical thing..."

"It's better to hand it over to my Martial Sect for safekeeping, it's not bad. ”

Brahma Cangtian smiled coldly, his disciples were slaughtered, his clansmen were killed, his grief and indignation were clear, he stepped out, and shouted angrily without fear:

"The Brahman Academy has nothing to do with your Martial Sect, why did Your Excellency treat our clan so cruelly!

The space around the yellow-robed man was distorted again, and his gaze was indifferent, and he gently reached out with one hand.

"Guilty of it. ”

As the four characters of the yellow-robed man fell, the space in front of him was even more distorted, and the hand he stretched out disappeared, ignoring the space and teleporting in front of Brahma Cangtian.

Immediately, a huge hand poked out of the space in front of Brahma Cangtian like a ghost, and Sen Sen covered Brahma Cangtian.

"Let's shoot!"

Seeing such a powerful coercion coming, Brahma Cangtian shouted at the group of elders, and the sword of Qingfeng was also roaring in his hand, flashing with blue light, stabbing towards the giant hand, and the thirty-six elders were also changing the law, and at the same time, thirty-six black lights were poked out, carrying a sticky black wind towards the giant hand.

"Boom!"

The giant hand collided with the blue light and the black light, and the blue and black light were dispersed by the giant hand's palm, and disappeared like a devastating and decaying body, turning into wisps of true qi and drifting away, but the giant hand was still smashing towards Brahma Heaven.

Brahma Cangtian and the thirty-six elders joined forces to attack, but they couldn't shake this giant hand in the slightest!

Just like Brahma Cangtian and other strong people, in front of this Martial Sect Master, they are as weak as babies.

This Martial Sect Master's strength has reached a rather terrifying level!

"Boom!"

The giant hand finally smashed into Brahma Cangtian's body, and Brahma Cangtian just wanted to block Qing Feng in front of his chest, but there was a sharp pain, an indescribable weakness and pain, frantically emanating from his limbs, making his vision begin to darken.

The group of elders was startled, and looked at the Martial Sect Master in yellow robe who had not moved at all.

The strength of this Martial Sect Sect Master is too terrifying, it is completely in the realm of gods, and they are just like ants under it.

Brahma Cangtian was knocked unconscious by the giant hand, his face was like gold paper, his body was like a swallow with broken wings falling straight down, his meridians were some signs of distortion and breakage, and his breath was sluggish.

"Ants... Vulnerable to a blow..."The yellow-robed man, that is, the Sect Master of the Martial Sect, glanced at the half-dead Brahma Cangtian indifferently, and shook his head lightly indifferently.

"Fanjue, bring it. ”

The black-robed Great Elder led by the Elder Group stared gloomily at the Martial Sect Master, the black qi shuttled between his bone-like fingers, and he said in a lifeless hoarse voice:

"Your Excellency, please keep your hand, the Sanskrit recipe must have the bloodline of your own clan before it can be cultivated, and your martial sect is not suitable for this recipe. ”

The Sect Master of the Martial Sect raised his eyes: "I have my own way, you can give me the Sanskrit formula." ”

The Great Elder stepped out fiercely, and the black qi roared and ran towards the Martial Sect Master:

"The Brahman's Monastery is dead! Don't die!"

The corners of the Martial Sect Master's mouth were even more mocking, his fingers were raised slightly, and he said lightly: "Then this sect will slaughter your courtyard cleanly, and the Sanskrit recipe will be extinct." ”

As the Sect Master's fingers raised, a spatial crack spread from the soles of his feet, spreading frantically in the direction of the big old man, reaching the soles of his feet in a few breaths.

As soon as the Sect Master of the Martial Sect retracted his fingers, the black-robed old man was swallowed up by the cracks, and there was not even the slightest flesh and bone left.

"Elders, the incense of the Baofan Academy will not be extinguished, it will be passed down for thousands of years, and it cannot be cut off from the hands of the Martial Sect!" the hoarse aftermath of the Great Elder echoed between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, the group of elders was also grief-stricken, and looked at the Martial Sect Master one by one angrily, but they did not step forward, because they knew that even Brahma Cangtian and the black-robed old man had died at his hands, and it was impossible for them to hurt him in the slightest.

The strength of the Martial Sect Master is too huge and terrifying.

"Send the rest of the disciples away!"

An elder shouted in a low voice, and his body retreated violently. The rest of the elders also plundered into the depths of the Brahman's Academy, and the speed was so fast that the air was torn apart, and the true qi was also urged to the extreme.

Seeing this, the Sect Master of the Martial Sect shook his head with a smile, his palm grasped forward, and the elder group seemed to be suppressed by a coercion that knelt down, as if they were about to kneel to the ground.

"Rise! Courtyard Formation!"

With the low drink of one of the elders, all the elders bit the tip of their tongues, spurted out essence blood, and the palm prints in their hands changed, and they immediately covered the ground with their palms together.

A large array buried in the ground of the Brahma Academy suddenly activated, and with the surge of vigorous true qi, it slowly appeared in front of the Martial Sect Master.

"Enlightenment!"

The thirty-five elders shouted again, and their bodies retreated with the black storm again.

"Hold him back!"

The large array creaked and turned, and the dark golden array was shining brightly, and a huge light blasted towards the Martial Sect Master.

Seeing this thousand-zhang matrix towering in front of him, the Sect Master of the Martial Sect changed slightly, and his fingers flicked.

Rumble!

The large array trembled violently, crumbling, and the dark golden light in the center of the array was also much dimmer.

The elders were even more shocked, this array was infinitely powerful, it was the guardian array of the Vatican Academy, but now it was vulnerable in front of the Martial Sect Master!

The elder even urged the true qi of his whole body, and frantically rushed to the depths of the Brahman's Academy, the gathering place of disciples.

"The temple is dying..."

This thought passed through the hearts of the elders, and the bitterness and hatred were even worse, the Sect Master of the Martial Sect came for the sake of the Fanjue, in case the news leaked, after he got the Sanskrit Formula, he would definitely slaughter the Fanyuan!

And the mission of the elders at this time is to send the disciples out as much as possible, so that the bloodline of the Sanskrit clan can be passed on...

The Great Courtyard Array was finally under the last finger of the Martial Sect Master, and the screams resounded, and finally turned into a spot of light in the sky, exploded, and shattered into thousands of fragments.

The Elder's face grew old almost instantly, and his eyes were full of despair.

For a time, there was a terrifying aura in the sky above the temple, which was tragic and filled the heavens and the earth.

It was dark, and the whole temple was like the end of the world.

The speed of the elders was even faster to the extreme, the black robes were blown by the wind and danced, they looked at the corpses all over the field, all the corpses of the Sanskrit, but they couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and plundered straight into the depths of the Sanskrit Academy.