The old man who was targeted by the Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall stood in the Nine Realms of the Dao Realm, and he called on the monks present to suppress the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, the Holy Son of the Nine Shadows and other kings of the Heavenly Glory, while exerting his mighty mana to meet the Yaoshi attack of the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace.

Not counting the monks who had fled outside the Imperial Palace, the thousands of monks left on the scene were all top monks who were wandering in the Dragon Transformation Realm and the Dao Realm level, and after they heard the old man's shout and roar, they immediately approached each other as if they were facing a great enemy.

By this time, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

This Nine Shadows Holy Son, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and Dongfang Bai who walked down from the stone steps of the altar, were about to kill as if they had fallen into an evil spirit.

In terms of cultivation, several kings Tianjiao looked down on the audience, and they all shouldered unparalleled combat power, extraordinary inheritance, and those who could compete with them on the scene were only a handful, and this was still a few kings Tianjiao, without exposing the hole card killing moves.

The old man's proposal is the best, no matter what, the first joint efforts to suppress the several kings Tianjiao, if it is a plate of scattered sand, if you don't save it, this will definitely be broken by pulling out seedlings and weeding.

Didn't the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, the Young Master of the Sword Palace, take the lives of hundreds of monks with a crushing force as soon as he made a move?

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Knock knock!

The air waves soared into the sky, and the dragon groaned and shook.

The majestic figure, the Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple, clothed in inextinguishable golden light, triggered the vision of the divine dragon with every move, and it was really like the reincarnation of a real dragon as unstoppable and domineering.

In the realm of cultivation, he was actually a little lower than the ninefold old man who entered the Dao realm, but in terms of combat power and momentum, he had the upper hand in a moment, and the old man he suppressed was defeated and retreated, and he was beyond his strength.

Roar, roar, roar

The wind is raging, and the feet are on the rainbow.

The Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall bullied himself to the old man, and his big hand crushed down like a grinding plate, reflecting the phantom shadow of the true dragon, covering the sky and sealing the heavens and the Jedi.

The old man couldn't avoid it, and slapped him hard, and the result was that he spit blood in his mouth in an instant, and his hair was scattered.

“...... Come and help me!"

The old man, who knew that it was impossible to fight with the Holy Son of the True Dragon Hall anymore, shouted loudly.

In response, several figures swept out, trying to get to the old man's side.

However.

A piece of crystal buds, full of brilliance, dense patterns falling from the sky.

It looked like a carved jade, beautiful flower buds, as thin as cicada wings, and the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers that fell outside the bodies of several Dao Realm monks, it was like an indestructible heavenly sword, going with the flow, and cutting the mana barrier outside their bodies with one touch.

Without waiting for these Dao Realm cultivators to retreat in panic, hundreds of crystal petals turned into brilliant divine radiance.

Burst!

Burst!

Inside the howl, the bodies of those few Dao Realm monks let the crystal petals that glowed with divine pfizer color pierce.

The one who shot was resolutely the saintess of the Hundred Flowers Palace, who was clear and jade, and had a peerless fragrance.

This woman is weak and beautiful, but as soon as she makes a move, it is also like a blooming rose, stinging and stinging, not to be underestimated!

She smoked step by step, outside her graceful fairy body, flying with hazy holy light, immeasurable flower buds, standing in it, just like a fairy driving to the red dust.

When she raised her slender jade hand, the fragrance of flowers in the sky penetrated all directions.

"Oh no! This is the secret technique of the Hundred Flowers Palace—the rain of flowers. The creatures that smell the fragrance of this flower will have weak limbs and withered qi and blood, and if it is powerful, it can also paralyze people's souls and spirits. ”

"Damn, this unjust and hateless one, how can they target us and others like this? Even if there is the Ancient Holy Land and the Ancient Great Sect standing behind them, then they can't be so unscrupulous and kill in vain!"

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In the main hall, which was covered with a layer of floral fragrance, thousands of monks were nervous and impassioned.

"Old thing, no one can save you!"

"This holy son is angry, you can bear it well!"

Look at the Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple, he is brave and strong, and his blood is vigorous, like a wild dragon, like a giant beast suppressing the old man who has entered the Dao Realm Ninefold.

It was already an old man with a broken head and broken bones, and he wanted to cry without tears, and his expression was angry.

Angry?

He is the one who is angry! Now it is not the Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple who is in danger, it is him!

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"The Oriental family is one of the ancient families in Zhongzhou. Ben Daozi, as the Daozi of the Dongfang family, if he wasn't forced to do so, he wouldn't have slaughtered like this, I hope you wait for the Huangquan Prefecture and don't resent Ben Daozi. ”

Oriental white, dressed in a white robe without dust, is as white as its name, white as jade, and graceful.

The Great Dao Divine Radiance of Ten Thousand Dao was manifested outside his body, and there were bursts of clanging sounds coming from his body.

Compared to the Holy Son of the True Dragon Palace, this Dongfang Bai is more than equal, he is carrying an innate Dao bone, mana is surging, and when he cultivates for recovery, the innate Dao bone buried in his body is half hidden and half revealed, and it is mysterious.

The innate symbols flowing on that Dao bone contain the true meaning of the Dao that words cannot describe.

Immediately followed by the Nine Shadows Holy Son.

A pair of eyes, as dark as an abyss, breathtaking Nine Shadows Holy Son, spewed out a strange pupil power that could not be captured by the naked eye.

Nine Demon Pupils!

The inheritance pupil technique of the Nine Secluded Holy Land!

Let this pair of eyes lock on the monk, whether it is the dragon realm or the Dao realm, the soul is uncontrollably separated from the body.

The yin wind swept away like a knife, and those souls that had broken away from the physical body were all wiped out and shattered.

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At the top of the altar, Liu Ziyu's body reached the sky, and the three thousand willow branches were flawlessly bathed in the endless Xuanhuang maternal energy.

He looked down on the river of blood in front of the altar, and mourned all over the field.

A heart, no waves, no joy and no sorrow.

This is the world of the jungle, the law of survival of the fittest.

From the day he crossed, Liu Ziyu understood this truth.

Even if it is a three-year-old child, as long as it poses a threat to Liu Ziyu, Liu Ziyu will not spare any effort to suppress the other party.

Liu Ziyu did all this in order to keep herself alive and to protect her own interests.

Holy mercy?

That's a joke!

Liu Ziyu would rather be a demon than do the thing of being compassionate and compassionate and cutting meat to feed the eagle!

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Little by little, the clock passed.

In front of the altar, the blood is scorching.

More and more figures fell to the ground, and more and more blood gathered together.

Killing the red-eyed Holy Son of the True Dragon Temple, the evil dragon pounced into the flock and roared.

No matter how divine and bright the vision of the true dragon outside him was, it couldn't hide the bloody aura of his body.

Outside the immortal body, the smoke and rain are hazy, and the saint of the Hundred Flowers Palace surrounded by Qihua Yao grass is also contaminated with the blood of death of thousands of lives under the thrilling and beautiful appearance.

"Sword Qi is rampant!"

After a long drink and slaughter, the young master of the Sword Hall sacrificed a sword qi more than a hundred zhang long, swept down, and the flesh and blood body shattered into it.

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