The Dream Butterfly Sword in Liu Jie's hand seemed to feel his determination, and let out a soft groan, as if with a trace of reluctance, and then a burst of blood-red light on the sword body rose into the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Jie and the Dream Butterfly Sword in his hand turned into blood butterflies, and the blood torrent rushed directly towards Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao had a serious expression on his face, and he didn't dare to despise it.

"Prosperous Peace!"

Countless scenes of prosperity emerged, turning into fragments of the world in front of Zhang Jiao, and Zhang Jiao never forgot that his great enemy was not Liu Jie, but the sub-holy tribulation that was already eyeing him.

The blood butterfly directly destroyed one prosperous world after another without the slightest mercy, wanting to hit Zhang Jiao hard, Zhang Jiao's eyes froze, and the originally destroyed prosperous light gradually condensed into pieces of scorched earth, and hit the blood butterfly again.

The Holy Dao confrontation between the two directly shocked all the imperial Dao masters of the Han Dynasty, and now, just a trace of breath has already frightened Wu Tian and the others, feeling that death is just close at hand.

In a place not far from Guangzong, two young men were looking at this place with a shocked expression.

"Big brother, is there really an ancestral inheritance here?"

"It won't be wrong, there are still records in the family that one of the ancestors' weapons was left there."

"We must get it, as long as we get back the ancestral inheritance, our family will rise again."

The young man who is the younger brother has a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and after 100,000 years, they have fallen to the point that no one knows, but now the opportunity has come.

On the battlefield of Guangzong, the two visions gradually dissolved, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a blood butterfly suddenly rushed out of the vision, passing through Zhang Jiao's chest in the disbelief of everyone.

The sky vision dissipated, and the two figures reappeared, but Liu Jie was already crumbling, his face was bitter, his hair color had all turned white, and he had completely stepped into his twilight years.

Zhang Jiao left a blood butterfly mark on the scribe's robe in front of him, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he gently wiped the blood line with one hand, and then smiled a little bitterly, still careless.

"Zhang Jiao, in the end, you won! Ahem..."Liu Jie leaned, and everyone could feel that this was just barely supporting.

"You lost, but I didn't win either!" Zhang Jiao said with a hint of complexity, Liu Jie has consumed a lot of his strength, which is enough.

A hint of clarity flashed in Liu Jie's eyes, his goal was indeed achieved, and then his entire body seemed to lose power, closed his eyes, and fell into darkness.

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Jie fell directly, slowly dissipated as he gradually approached the ground, and finally turned into nothingness, leaving only a dream butterfly sword, and a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of many people, but no one dared to act rashly.

"Ugh..."

Liu Yu and Liu Qiang's eyes showed a trace of despair, they didn't have much life left, and this time they were injured by the Holy Dao, so I am afraid that they will not live long.

No matter what happens to Zhang Jiao's next sub-holy tribulation, their royal family will fall from a situation of dominance, and then even lose their legitimacy, and it will become a thing of the past.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this!!"

"Zhang Jiao is too strong, and it is useless for Liu Shiru to work hard."

"But what seems to be going to happen next?"

"That's right, the conversation between the two feels like they don't know what kind of dumb riddle they are playing."

.............

After the battle between the two, the players talked about it, and they also had a lot of regrets for Liu Jie, after all, it was a demon 20,000 years ago, but he was beaten by Zhang Jiao, who had only cultivated for 10,000 years.

Just as many people in the official and military camp were pale, obviously thinking of the next situation, they were afraid that it would not be good, Wu Tian in the crowd muttered.

"It's just the beginning."

Sun Jian next to him glanced at Wu Tian with some doubts, and seemed to hear something, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart that if there was any change, he would follow Wu Tian's side.

..............

Zhang Jiao only felt a slight pity for Liu Jie's fall, but then put this idea behind him, because a terrifying aura had locked him.

The dark clouds in the sky began to converge, the originally clear sky began to darken and darken, and a few electric lights flashed between the clouds, and there was a tendency to storm and wind all over the building.

The people and players at the scene quickly discovered the abnormality of the sky, but the people present did not have a long-term inheritance at all, and they did not know about this change.

"Why is it getting dark? Is it going to rain? ”

"The sky doesn't change so fast, and I don't see that Zhang Jiao is still in the sky."

"Are you going to be doomed?"

........

It's no wonder that players think so, the thunder in the sky is really a little scary to watch, and it is definitely not something that ordinary thunderstorms can bring.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Thunder rang out, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually turned purple, as if gathering endless anger, with endless malice towards Zhang Jiao, wanting to blast this person away.

"Hurry back!"

Wu Tian saw that the purple clouds had begun to spread, frowned and said softly, he didn't want to be under the thunderstorm like Zhang Jiao, the slight sound spread throughout the entire army camp, and everyone also reacted.

"The whole army is ready to retreat!"

After Huang Fu Song heard Wu Tian's words fall, he looked at the clouds in the sky, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he ordered, the great power between heaven and earth is indeed not something they can shake.

"Retreat, retreat!"

"The purple clouds in the sky look a little infiltrating, so don't be nostalgic!"

"Zhang Jiao is going against the sky, I guess I won't leave my hands, let's go first and then see!"

.................

"Xuan Gao, take the men and horses, and prepare to retreat!"

Wu Tian looked at the sky and instructed Zang Badao next to him.

"Lord, but, Guan Lao hasn't come back yet!"

Zang Ba's face showed a hint of embarrassment, in his impression, although Guan Lao was knowledgeable, he was not very advanced in strength, otherwise he would not have met at the beginning.

Wu Tian rolled his eyes for a moment, the old man has a deep background, so it will be fine, now it's better to withdraw first, the five thousand people he has accumulated with great difficulty can't be folded here.

"Don't worry, that old man will outlive you, and if you don't leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."

A trace of unbearability flashed on Zang Ba's face, and finally he put it down for the time being, as Wu Tian said, he survived first.

"Step!" "Step!" "Drive!"

The war horse also seemed to feel the danger and was about to move, and the soldiers on the horse were also tightly controlled, waiting for the arrival of the main general, ready to evacuate at any time.

Guan Lu, who had not yet approached the official and military camp, had a black line on his face, and he had just walked halfway through this road, and what holy dao aura suppressed all kinds of things, and now even the heavenly thunder was about to be beaten.

"Zhang Jiao, go away, don't disturb my apprentice's sleep!" There was a hint of weirdness in the corner of his mouth and then he shouted, he didn't believe that Zhang Jiao wouldn't give way to him.

Zhang Jiao, who was in the sky, looked at Guan Zhi with a smile on his face, and then dodged away, probably sensing that the purple clouds would not affect the two of them before stopping.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Guan Qi let out a slight smile and said, he was satisfied that he could make way for a person who had set foot in the Holy Path.