The moon returns to Beichuan, and the clouds and the sea are wide.

With Hao Jian as the center, spread outward about hundreds of zhang, when the full moon falls in less than a few breaths, covering the sky and the sun, the full moon is the most dazzling illumination in the world at this time.

The air was very oppressive, dreary to the extreme, as if even time was oppressed and could not pass.

Xu Beixiao's figure is as small as the most unimportant dust in the vast desert, so unbearable, as if it will be annihilated and crushed directly.

"It's not good, the Spirit Isolation Array won't play any role at all!"

"Hey, it's over, how many disciples are killed or injured like this?"

Li Zhen's gloomy face was about to drip water, and the Martial King behind him invariably looked at the full moon close to the earth, so close, his pupils couldn't help but open wide, but he couldn't help but be restrained.

"Resign yourself to fate, ignore the dusty ......" Li Xin clenched his fists, he couldn't resist it, he really felt this kind of oppression on the sect master, that kind of feeling like being stuck in the mud, he couldn't get out of his body, and he couldn't take a step.

Xu Beixiao closed his eyes stiffly, he was a little scared at the moment, he didn't hear anything else, the full moon was facing him, and before it all fell, the pouring pressure made him feel that his heart and lungs were torn apart, and the chaotic aura was withdrawn from his body.

It seems that the aura here has its own wisdom, and it is unwilling to destroy it with Xu Beixiao.

"It's over......"

On the elder seat, a third-order elder of the Martial King had a pale face, and the aura on his body lingered, it seemed that he had first used a defensive martial art on himself.

He may think in his heart that there are no eggs under the nest, and whether he can keep it or not is a matter of two questions.

Between life and death, all fame and fortune are left behind, looking at it, he is the lowest in the entire Elder Xi Xiu, how can he be afraid?

......

......

"Want to run?"

Hao Jian held the sword, with a full moon on the sword, and saw that Xu Beixiao wanted to collect the gun, or even abandon the gun, and threw the magic release spear in his hand on the ground.

Turning around and stepping on his feet, the momentum of the ninth order of the martial spirit was shocked, but the aura had begun to gradually become disordered, and Xu Beixiao seemed to be very sluggish, and the withdrawn aura was a lot of damage to him.

The Yong Spirit Body is to accept the aura of heaven and earth as a medium, frantically inhaling into his body, and then forming a blockade of the four directions of heaven and earth, if Dacheng cultivates to the extreme, he wants to tremble in the sky, and the aura of heaven and earth is stored and put between his thoughts.

"You can't run away if you want to run under Gong Chanjuan!" The nine-zhang golden-bodied Buddha behind him held the big sword and smashed it directly to the ground, while the three-foot long sword in Hao Jian's hand stabbed so lightly in front of him.

"Stop!"

"Not good!"

"Hao Jian, stop it!"

Li Zhen's roaring roar was obviously beyond the atmosphere he could have predicted, and even he didn't dare to step forward to fight with the two falling full moons at this moment.

That breath is too terrifying, not to mention that when it comes to the eyes, where can I save people?

It's a joke.

"Stop?" Hao Jian smiled, the golden light in his extremely cold eyes surged, and there seemed to be a hundred waves, "The master has never wanted to kill a person so much, no one can stop the master, even if it is the king of heaven and the king, it is all a chicken and a dog, die!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The full moon of hundreds of zhang fell in an instant, and a bright light flickered in Beichuan Square, starting from Hao Jian, and the aura of destruction erupted towards the surroundings.

The bluestone slabs that were lifted up were rolled up dozens of feet and flew into the sky, and the dust that rose from the flat ground formed a thick layer of smoke shrouded in the sky.

Xu Beixiao could be seen vaguely through inside, he had a big mouth, his pupils were about to shatter, he was terrified to the extreme, a drop of crystal water fell from his glasses, and there was no longer life......

What kind of personal disciples? What kind of planning for several years? What sect master's most important disciple?

When he died, there was nothing, Xu Beixiao still had a beautiful fantasy when he died, he thought of a lot, and he trembled from the very basics when he first entered the Beichuan Palace.

If it weren't for touching the formidable Demon Dao Martial Arts, then how could he have such an achievement? Until he awakened the Surge Spirit Body, that was perhaps the time when he was most confused, and he didn't know what else he should insist on.

With such a talent that amazes everyone, should he still touch the devil's way?

Yes, in the end, he was lost, lost in the cultivation speed of the extremely fast breaking realm, lost in the powerful Demon Dao Martial Arts, and until he died, he may not know what kind of Demon Dao Sect martial arts he was learning.

wasted all his talents, and he died in the end......

There was fear in his eyes, and unwillingness, he didn't believe that he would be defeated by a disciple of the sixth order of martial arts, obviously he should be peerless......

The look of collapse is still dead after all.

Thundered......

However, Xu Beixiao died, and the tragedy in Beichuan Square continued, with rocks flying everywhere, and the destruction brought about by the two full moons, and some martial arts disciples fell to the ground, moaning and wailing.

Some of the blood stains on their arms and even their bodies were large and small, and they looked embarrassed.

Hao Jian's nine-zhang golden-bodied Buddha protected him, and his clothes swaying with the smoke and dust were stained with a lot of dust, abruptly, the golden light in his eyes was even more abundant, and he turned around quickly, and his toes jumped up.

Rushing directly into the chaotic crowd, he carried the golden light sword, and he could still feel the breath left by his merit qi, tearing through the space, and he could not recover for a long time.

"Ling'er!" Finding the figure of the footsteps, Hao Jian shot out a golden light, and instantly an upside-down golden hook covered Hao Ling'er's body.

She looked a little embarrassed, Hao Ling'er was just a martial artist after all, and in front of this devastating destructive power, she let it drift with the wind.

Fortunately, his brother came, Hao Jian was so martial at this time, maybe only when he was fighting, he didn't have that kind of cheap appearance, and his perseverance and contempt for death jumped on Hao Jian's face.

Cold, she doesn't like it......

"This ......"

"This ......"

"This ......"

Li Zhen's standing still figure began to shake a little, along with a large group of martial kings behind him, some pale martial kings gradually recovered their expressions, and they all looked very gloomy.

Where is the Beichuan Square in front of you?

The tip of the spear supported the ground, and Xu Beixiao, who collapsed on the ground, didn't say anything for the time being, just these tens of thousands of injured disciples, could they afford it?

Let's talk about this Xu Beixiao, the sect master's personal disciple, Yong Spirit Body, it will definitely not be a problem for the Martial Emperor in the future, so he was killed by a new disciple......

The sect master will not let them go, maybe this matter will alarm the Supreme Elder of the Beichuan Palace, and when the time comes, how many lives will they have for the Martial King?

Wave after wave of wails overshadowed Hao Jian, where is there still praise for Hao Jian? Who would be so stupid?

Some of the martial arts disciples who were far away from Beichuan Square and were on the periphery did not have substantial harm, but they were shocked, compared to the embarrassed appearance of the martial spirit disciples, they were quite touched.