The abyss suddenly appeared and descended, and the momentum was huge, and it immediately shook the entire Barbarian Temple, and countless people looked back at the same time, their faces were shocked, and even the pursuit of Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang and the others slowed down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And in the main hall of the Savage Temple, the same group of heroes shook, and the masters of the three major sects, as well as Qinglong, Suzaku and others all looked outside the hall, among them, the Poison God and Qinglong and others all changed color on their faces. After a while, Qinglong suddenly shouted angrily: "Someone is under the Shura Pagoda, what about the pagoda guards?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people outside the main hall changed greatly, it was the previous Shura Tower guard, who hurriedly turned around at this moment and was about to rush back to the side of the Shura Tower.

And several Demon Sect masters who were fighting fiercely with Wan Jianyi in the main hall were also retreating at this moment, apparently intending to reinforce the Shura Tower.

It's just that at this moment, I suddenly heard a clear and long laugh in the hall, but it was the figure of ten thousand swords shaking, and a dodge in the white-clothed floating room had swept to the door of the main hall, and the dragon sword sword in his hand soared, spreading like a flood, and forced those people back at that time.

"Where to go?"

The man in white seemed to be full of fighting spirit, smiled loudly, and then glanced at the Shura Pagoda out of the corner of his eye, and also saw the vision of the coming of the abyss. He took a deep breath, for some reason, as if a bright light suddenly lit up in his eyes, turned around and crossed his sword, standing at the door of the main hall, there was a husband in charge, smiled at the people in the main hall, and said, "Let's go together!" ”

This sentence was really heroic to all living beings, even the people of the Demon Sect were stunned for a moment, but after a while, everyone shouted and scolded in unison, and besieged it.

Wan Jian's talent is extremely high, but after all, he is a human being, not an immortal, so many demon sect masters, he was able to maneuver for a long time before, in fact, he relied on a set of body skills to be fast, and then he always wandered, which dragged everyone down. However, at this moment, he blocked the door and never retreated, which was equivalent to having to withstand the attacks of all the Demon Sect masters at once.

At this time, the Holy Envoys of the Demon Sect, including the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger, as well as the sect masters of the three major sects of the Demon Sect, also joined the battle group. The Dao strength of these people was even higher than the others, but after a while, the pressure as heavy as a mountain was suddenly revealed.

At this moment, Wan Jianyi, the consumption of swinging a sword is almost equivalent to several times the spiritual power spent when he wandered and fought before, and because he had to guard the door of the main hall, he was immediately caught by some demon sect masters, and all kinds of vicious secret weapons and obscene methods were also used at once, making Wan Jianyi a little embarrassed.

Wan Jian barely resisted a few rounds, and quickly realized that he would never be able to hold this place for long, and no one could match such a strong pressure. It's just that although he understood, he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, on the contrary, his sword eyebrows were raised, and his bright and clear eyes were shining, as if he was at the most excited.

In the midst of the fierce battle, this dashing man in white suddenly let out a long roar, like a dragon's groan, and went straight to the nine heavens.

Everyone looked sideways, and suddenly saw ten thousand swords rise up, flying into the air, suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, the sword was ten thousand ways, and countless turquoise light refracted from the dragon sword, and the weather was thousands.

I heard a soft cry in the air, and the words were only three words, but they seemed to be able to merge with heaven and earth.

"Slash, Ghost, Divine ......"

In an instant, the wind and clouds swirled, and the ten thousand swords stood in the clouds like a god of war, and after a while, the dragon slaying sword burst out with endless blue light, like a giant dragon swallowing heaven and earth, rolling down.

The wind howled, and ten thousand swords and one sword were one, stabbing towards this barbaric temple, the sword did not arrive, and the ground was cracked, and the huge pillars of the door frame of the main hall were all gurgling, trembling violently.

In the temple, many Demon Sect masters all changed color and retreated together.

This sword is so fierce, as if a sword will carry the unruly from ancient times, not afraid of heaven and earth, disrespectful of ghosts and gods, looking down on the world, cutting off the enemy, even if it is broken bones. This sword did not have the slightest defensive position at all, and all the spiritual power was only in the criss-crossing endless fierce offence, like a torrent, like a huge wave, overwhelmingly rushing over.

At that moment, between heaven and earth, it seemed that nothing dared to stand in front of this scorching sword momentum.

In front of the main hall, several people retreated a little slowly, and they were immediately engulfed by the terrifying turquoise sword, and then the terrible screams suddenly sounded, and in a moment, the body was shaken away by the violent force, and it shattered in mid-air. On the land in front of the main hall, all the green bricks tumbled and turned into powder, like the wrath of the gods descending on the world, shocking the audience for a while.

Even the vision of the abyss that was descending outside was temporarily forgotten.

As soon as the ten thousand swords fell back to the ground, the horizontal sword was in front of him, and the ash and dust of the half-destroyed main hall gate fell, some of which stained his white clothes, but for some reason, it did not damage his chic at all. The people in the Demon Sect were taken by him for a while, but no one noticed that in the long sleeves of the white clothes, his other arm was trembling slightly.

How could such an earth-shattering and incomparably violent supernatural power really be so easy to display?

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The fierce battle in the Savage Temple in the distance, as well as the earth-shattering scene of the "Ghost Slaying God", one of the four great divine swords inherited from Qingyunmen since ancient times, were all seen by Cang Song under the Shura Tower.

Unlike those demon sect demons, who were very familiar with Qingyun's peerless supernatural powers, after seeing the divine power of the "Demon Slaying God", instead of being happy, his face was even more miserable, and even his body trembled slightly. Because he knew that as soon as this extremely powerful divine sword mastery came out, in such a sinister environment, it actually meant that Senior Brother Wan was already desperate.

There are too many opponents and too strong, Senior Brother Wan is a human being and not a god after all, but until this moment, no one has rushed to the bottom of the Shura Tower, even if the vision of the abyss has appeared. Even not only on the side of the main hall, but even in the other halls, no one came, and there were more people over there, who could do this, without asking, the three junior disciples Tian, Zeng, and Shang were under terrible pressure at the moment.

But...... But only here, all everyone's hopes are placed on this Shura Pagoda, but nothing has been achieved.

Cang Song only felt as if his chest was about to burst open, and his anxiety and madness burned in his chest like a raging fire, and at that moment, the terrifying aura of the abyss above his head suddenly seemed to have no effect on him.