Under the concentration of holy qi, the Shenyue ruler burst out inch by inch of gold, and countless ancient textures on the ruler were lit up and turned into a series of time rule power, forming dozens of zhang of golden spiral clouds on both sides of the ruler, as if the time was flowing backwards, constantly collapsing, forming a strong attack artistic conception, with my wave, the Shenyue ruler slammed into the palm of Ruzun again.

"Peng~~~"

The rules of Confucianism and Taoism were scattered, and the body of Confucianism trembled, but the ancient scroll in his hand became more and more sacred, bursting out of a golden tide like a sea, constantly eroding and counterattacking the Shenyue Ruler, but at this time, two branches grew on the young branches of the Divine Vine Tree again, sweeping on both sides of Confucianism like two divine dragons, so that the Dharma around Confucianism had begun to collapse.

The brilliance of the Shenyue ruler is becoming more and more blazing, the power is surging, forming a very terrifying oppressive force, Confucian Zun is very uncomfortable, and I can't stand it well, the palm holding the Shenyue ruler is bursting and bleeding, the body is almost unable to withstand this powerful rule power, the light of the divine vine tree is soaring, and a few tender branches are refined to fight with Ruzun, and the sky is completely filled with the power of the rules of the Holy Dao in a blink of an eye, and others can no longer stand on it.

Confucian momentum is still the same, the ancient scrolls in his hands are waving, offering out ancient words and picture scrolls, he has actually collected Confucianism and Taoism, painting Taoism, every time he shoots out a picture scroll, it seems to set off a shocking storm, the weather evolves, there are thousands of changes, the pressure makes the entire Bailu Academy tremble slightly, the earth cracks, the mountains tremble, if there is no small formation to protect the mountain, I am afraid that this Bailu Mountain has turned into powder.

"Peng~~~"

In the air, the dragon-like twigs collided with the artistic conception of the Confucian scroll again and again, stirring up countless regular symbols, and I took the opportunity to wave the Shenyue ruler and sacrifice the heart of the white deer sword technique The sword slashed into the depths of the scroll again and again, causing a certain impact on the law and body of Confucianism, and the holy white deer in the air was horizontal, so that many disciples were dumbfounded.

……

"Xiao Xuan, I can't last long."

Shen Tengshu suddenly said slowly: "Once my strength disappears, everything here can rely on you and Li Qingyin." ”

Me: "......"

At the White Deer Palace, Yang Si Chen, Ji Yangze and others attacked wildly, and they had already torn apart the formation of the Holy Palace, and a group of academy disciples including Tang Tai Yao and Tang Que Ran in the palace struggled to kill, but they were swept away by Ji Yangze and Shangguan Jingyan with a sword, killing many people, the stumps and broken bodies were flying, the scene was unbearable, and Yang Sichen decided to step into my cave.

They want to destroy the life mark planted here by the Divine Vine Tree!

"Concentrate."

The voice of the Divine Vine Tree was ethereal, and the tender branches were frantically shuttling through the clouds, pursuing the position of the Confucian Zun, and the Holy Dao was surging with brilliance, and he said in a low voice: "Xiao Xuan, we must suppress the Confucian Zun before they completely destroy this part of my power, otherwise it will definitely be a great disaster for the upper realm, and the two major academies will also face a catastrophe." ”

"How to kill him?" I gritted my teeth.

"Cut off his flesh and destroy his holy ruins."

Before the words of the vine tree fell, a young branch rose in the air, setting off a wisp of thunder, the artistic conception around the young branch evolved rapidly, and it grew luxuriant in less than a few breaths, each golden leaf was hanging low under a drop of dew, the stars were reflected in the dew, this whole leaf seemed to be full of stars, dozens of hundreds of leaves trembled together, as the young branch was whipped out, it instantly turned into a golden peerless sword, the moment the sword was split, I quickly sensed that most of the regular power in the young branches under my seat had been consumed at once, and it was obvious that the Divine Vine Tree was about to make a desperate bet.

"How dare you!?"

Confucianism drank violently, knowing that the blow of the Divine Vine Tree was powerful enough, the scroll in his hand suddenly all stretched, and suddenly the words on the scroll, the pictures of mountains and rivers emerged one by one, the power of the Confucian and Taoist sages was indeed breathtaking, and the scroll seemed to collect the power of a world as soon as it was put away, and then the scroll was rolled up, and in the hands of Confucianism, it turned into a delicate and brilliant cyan sword, sweeping thousands of rules, and suddenly attacked the Divine Vine Tree, which was a fatal blow between the taboos!

"Puffy puffy~~~~"

Under the blow of destroying the world and the earth, the sound shook wildly, the earth was swallowed by the power of the rules, the surface of the earth continued to sink, Bailu Mountain buzzed and trembled, more than one-third of the mountain was blown open, many inner courtyards and temples were turned into nothingness, and the disciples who died in this decisive battle were countless, and even the throne of the thirty-six peaks was probably not much left.

"Keng~! Huh~! ”

Under the two loud noises, I saw that the true body of the Confucian Zun trembled slightly, a section of the robe sleeve was cut away by the sword of the Divine Vine Tree, and a terrifying wound was pulled out of the chest obliquely, the Confucian and Taoist taboo was finally injured, and the sword of the Divine Vine Tree contained a very strong power of heavenly damnation, and the flesh and skin that were cut off were constantly annihilated, so that the body of the Confucian Zun was like a burning scroll, burning rapidly.

"Holy Ancestor!"

In the distance, Yang Si Chendu, Baili Mingjie and others shouted.

The human evil and the fire evil are even more gnashing their teeth in the distance, but they dare not approach, the disparity in their strength is too great, once they are hit by the power of the divine vine tree, they will either die or be injured.

"Xiao Xuan, it's now, slam his heavenly spirit!" The vine's voice trembled.

I jumped up suddenly, the Shenyue ruler burst out with a hundred zhang skyrocketing sword intent, the shadow of the four sword souls erupted, and a foot full of sword rules fell heavily on the top of the head of the Confucian Zun, and suddenly there was a loud "Peng", and the golden streamer clouds around the Shenyue ruler continued to devour the body of the Confucian Zun, shattering the zenith bones of his skull, and then about to destroy the glowing holy ruins.

Out of the void, there was a sigh.

It was the voice of Ruzun: "Demon tree, this account, the old man will definitely settle this account with you, and you, little thing, the old man will crush you like an ant." ”

"Huh~~~"

The mysterious scroll that remained in mid-air suddenly opened, rolling up the holy ruins of Confucianism, and then turned into a streamer and fell into the sky, walking too fast, even the Divine Vine Tree couldn't stop it, and the power of the Divine Vine Tree was close to the trough, and there was no chance to stop it.

"It's a pity."

He said indifferently: "I still haven't been able to kill this scourge, Xiao Xuan, I can't help you, next, you take care of yourself." ”

As he spoke, there was a roar in the distance, and the tender golden branches extending from the clouds and mist were directly uprooted from the depths of the cave by the soil dust, and under the fire of chaos, the breath of the Divine Vine Tree disappeared, and this life mark had been destroyed, and at the same time, the Divine Moon Ruler in my hand also became bright and dim, losing the concentration of the Holy Power of the Divine Vine Tree, and it was impossible for me to open all the spiritual patterns of the Divine Moon Ruler by myself.

……

"old tree!"

Yang Sichen Jue's face was angry, and his palm gently rubbed to completely crush the stump of the Divine Vine Tree, turning into wisps of gold dust and drifting in the wind, and then, Yang Sichen suddenly slapped out his palm, directly shattering the flesh of dozens of academy disciples, turning into a piece of sky-high blood, and sneered: "Even if the Holy Ancestor is defeated, we alone will be enough to level the White Deer Academy." ”

"That's right!"

Baili Mingjie held a long sword in his hand, stepped on the head of an inner courtyard leader, and the holy qi exploded, directly crushing the spirit ruins, and said with a smile: "Just by virtue of our banishment of the Five Uniques, it is enough to suppress the White Deer Academy." ”

In the air, a group of Tianjiao of the Blood Demon Clan and the Corpse Control Clan laughed fiercely: "Step on the Tianfeng and Bailu Academy, and capture Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao alive!" ”

In the clouds in the distance, there was a voice full of resentment from the Blood Venerable: "You wait to find the Xuanjing World, Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi are all sealed in it, once you get the Xuanjing World, go back to the Northern Wilderness and hand it over to me, destroy these two, and no one in Tianzhou is our opponent." ”

"Yes, Blood Venerable!"

Baili Mingjie's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the depths of the Holy Palace from afar, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a strange smile: "Right there, I can sense it, everyone, rush in with me!" ”

"Yes!"

Lin Muzhao supported his delicate body with the Mu Zhao sword, with deep despair in his eyes, and said, "Disciple of the Academy, protect the Holy Palace!" ”

"Yes, Holy Maiden!"

I glanced not far away, Ning Daohyun and Broken Jingyu were trapped by Confucianism and Taoism The golden cocoons condensed still exist in the void, but no longer oozing blood, their breath is still there, although it is weak, but Confucianism is no longer here, as long as the power of the rules is expelled by luck, it can still save itself, so with a thought, a golden leaf spit out from the center of the eyebrows, enveloping a world, bringing the flesh of the two ancestors into the Shenye world, and then retracting the Shenye world, sending the Shenyue ruler into the space bone ring, Carrying the fairy bone sword, he flew to the depths of the Holy Palace.

……

In front of the main hall of the Holy Palace, dozens of disciples of the Holy Palace were covered in blood.

Dongfang Chen, Long Xun, Ling Yun, Ling Fei and others were all seriously injured, but they were still guarding the Holy Palace Hall, and the surrounding heavens and earth were full of people from the Blood Demon Clan and the Corpse Control Clan, and the most terrifying thing was the Five Absolute Banishments flying in front of them, Baili Mingjie, Ji Yangze, Yang Sichen Jue, Shangguan Jingyan, Tang Jiuyuan, each of them had the strength above the lower Sword Saint, and the strength we still had now was simply unable to fight against it.

What's more, there is a human evil and a fire evil in the air, and the combat power of these two people has been preserved at least fifty percent, which is extremely terrifying.

"Rustling ......"

I floated in front of Tai Yao, Zhao Hao, and Tang Queran, and the fairy bone sword emitted a glow.

"Boss, you're finally here......"

Zhao Hao's whole arm was lowered, and he had been beaten to a broken bone, but his eyes were still clear, and Tang Taiyao was a little excited, Tang Que pursed his red lips with a solemn expression.

Beside him, a white figure fell, carrying wisps of sword intent vortex, it was Li Qingyin.

After experiencing a vicious battle, only she was still dressed in white and not stained with a trace of dust, but the Qingyin sword was stained with all kinds of blood, and in this battle, she killed a lot of evil spirits.

Lin Muzhao walked to me step by step with a long sword, looked at me and Li Qingyin and smiled, and said, "This may be the last battle, right?" ”

"Not necessarily." Li Qingyin smiled: "Senior sister, don't worry. ”

I also bowed my head: "Well, not necessarily. ”