"Then don't be careful!" After leaving a command, Allure Snow immediately turned into a divine rainbow and rushed straight into the sky.

Seeing the old man in Zhongzhou leaving, Wu Heng sighed, looked at more and more strong enemies, and said to himself: "Most of this calamity is difficult to dodge, could it be that this is the real demon path trial?"

"Poof"

Blood stained the sky red, sword qi pierced the earth, and immeasurable treasure light continued to bloom.

The God of Purgatory Death forcibly blocked hundreds of immortal path trialists who came to attack with the strength of one person, and his strong methods were the best in ancient and modern times.

It is necessary to know that the immortal path trialists who can come to this point are by no means mediocre, bringing together the top geniuses from all walks of life in the thousands of domains, and there are even those who are not inferior to the Purgatory God Killer with a good reputation, and they are tough in killing, and they can face the peak with the Demon Heaven War Halberd.

"When"

The humming sound of the striking weapons echoed slowly.

An oil lamp is faintly bright, but it hides the Tao of the sage king, spreading out thousands of heavy waves of light to sweep in, interweaving the changes of the years, the vicissitudes of the sea, where the waves pass, the mountains and stones turn into ash, and the earth becomes the sea.

It was a kind of rapid passage of time, and it changed before people's eyes.

"Canghai core lamp?"

Many monks at the scene gasped, and their hairy bones were chilled.

It's terrible, the Canghai core lamp is a holy weapon in the ancient era of the Great Wilderness, it has long been lost, and it is only recorded in the long river of history that people yearn for, and now there is a young man holding the Canghai core lamp in the world, and the Demon Sky War Halberd collided violently.

How long does it take for a continent to turn into an ocean, and how long does it take for a mountain range to turn into ashes?

This kind of battle has long been out of the level of the God Realm, competing with the Great Truth Law and the Extreme Law.

"Blood Gate, open!"

Suddenly, the God of Purgatory looked up to the sky and roared, his burly body was as steady as Mount Tai, and his long black hair was dancing wildly!

Bang!

The void behind him immediately exploded, and a blood-red domain gate appeared, and the aura of murder filled the sky, and the roar of ghosts and gods was heard!

As soon as the blood gate opened, it immediately shocked the Quartet, and the entire heaven and earth became fiery red, becoming the Shura Purgatory Field!

"Death!"

The Purgatory God of Death has greatly increased his combat power, and his body is bathed in blood-colored firelight, like a fire Shura, a powerful mess. The Demon Heaven War Halberd in his hand seemed to weigh hundreds of millions of catties, slashing the mountains and tsunamis, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be cracking, and with one blow, the right arm of the young man holding the Canghai Core Lantern was cut off, shocking all the immortal path trialists.

It was a young supreme, holding the Ancient Holy Treasure, and he directly cut off his right arm.

"The power of the blood gate is indeed extraordinary, and it is willing to bow to the wind. The young man holding the Canghai core lamp spoke lightly, and then his severed right arm grew back again, but his face was a little pale, and he retreated towards the back.

"Hiss......"

Many people gasped, terrible, terrible, their right arm was cut off without even frowning, and they were born on the spot, what kind of strong bloodline power does it take to do it?

However, it seems that this mysterious genius does not intend to entangle and has retreated.

"Come down here and get the lesson!"

Another powerful young man appeared, mysterious and unknown to the world, but with eleven immortal veins, killing the gods of purgatory.

"Come as much, cut as much as you want!" The Purgatory God of Death opened his mouth domineeringly, his silhouette was as cold as a knife, and the Devil May Cry God cloak behind him danced with the wind, and the blood stains were colorful, like a sea of blood that was constantly rolling, stirring up waves of great waves, and watching it from a distance would shock people's hearts!

These immortal path trialists were undoubtedly very despicable in Wu Heng's eyes, and when they saw through the Purgatory Death God and couldn't move, it was difficult to kill them, so they began to engage in wheel warfare.

"Boom!"

The war continued, and the Purgatory God was a man who could not open it, killing hundreds of people in a row, and fighting with many inheritors of thousands of domains.

Fortunately, he arrived at the Ascending Immortal Realm, otherwise it would be difficult to parry the wheel battles of these top contemporaries of the Thousand Great Domains.

But the current situation is not optimistic, the immortal path trialists are constantly rushing in, and the main battlefield seems to be only surrounded by hundreds of monks, but there are already thousands of people who have not joined the battle.

The most terrifying thing is that none of them are cats and dogs, gathering thousands of top elites of the Great Domains here, and there are more or less heavy treasures on their bodies, which are difficult to kill.

For example, Wang Xue had to be in danger several times, and she relied on the ancient relics on her body to save her life.

Wu Xun is just as difficult to deal with, constantly using the feather fan to suppress it from a distance, even if it can't hurt the purgatory, it can also consume his mental and physical strength, causing him to be tired of dealing with other attacks.

"Poof"

Unconsciously, three hours passed, and the Purgatory God still did not retreat, but the earth-shattering power on his body had been reduced, and a mouthful of bloodlet blood spurted out of his mouth, and his expression matched.

He couldn't even remember how many people he had beheaded, and how many immortal secret techniques he had forcibly carried down.

Wu Xun saw that the God of Purgatory finally couldn't suppress the blood in his body and spit it out, so he immediately snorted coldly: "Hmph, even if you look down on your generation, when you reach your current situation, aren't you also poor in donkey skills?"

"Put down your weapons and bind them, don't add to your sins in vain. "Monk Kongyuan was sitting like a golden Buddha in the distance, and there were wisps of fairy sound mixed with Buddha thoughts.

Wu Heng was furious at that time, and said to the monk of the empty plain: "You are the ones who have added to the sins, right? If it weren't for the incitement of you hypocrites, how could there be so many immortal path trialists who came to send them to death? Hehe, it's good for you, it was you who instigated them to come and send them to death, and now it's you who say the sins and sins!"

Kongyuan's eyes were not wavering, but he folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, they are all heroes, and you are the source of evil, if you do not exist in the world, how can such a tragedy happen today?"

Wu Heng sneered and said, "There is a kind, you will come up and fight with Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds, otherwise don't buzz like a headless fly here." ”

In the distance, Kongyuan was silent, no longer paying attention to Wu Heng, but chanting Buddhist scriptures in a similar manner, with a posture of transcending sentient beings.

Obviously, Wu Heng will not fight him, and if he goes up at this moment, he will definitely be hit hard by the Demon Heaven Halberd.

Although the Purgatory God had been fighting for three hours in a row, he was already a little tired, but it was still not to be underestimated.

"Fellow Daoists, let's go up together and kill these two demon cultivators!" Suddenly, the young genius who was holding the Canghai Core Lantern before returned to the main battlefield, full of energy and spirits.

He had been cut off by an arm before, but after a few hours of cultivation, he returned to his peak state.

And the state of the Purgatory God is not as good as before, and now he stands up and takes the lead, and he responds to every call!

"Okay, let's kill them together!" Wang Xue, Wu Xun and the others all shouted righteous words, inciting the monks on the scene.

The twelve immortal veins on the back of the Purgatory God gradually dimmed, and the situation was a little worse, and he said to Wu Heng in a low voice: "I can't hold it anymore, how long will it take you?"

Wu Heng responded, "Hold on for a few more moments, and I can completely clear the thunder and darkness in my body." ”

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