On the emaciated body of the young monk, a dazzling golden light like the scorching sun burst out in an instant, and his body swelled several times, like the Buddha Gate King Kong, and he looked at him angrily and blasted out an unstoppable palm.

A golden palm made up of clouds grew larger in the air, slowly pushing flat.

Everywhere he went, the grass and trees sprouted, and the earth woke up, but the moment he met the monks under Gao Lu's command, it was blasted into a sky of flesh and blood, and then after a flash of golden light, it turned into wisps of green smoke on the spot, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"What a Wuzen temple! Demon monk, you have created so many killings, what kind of Dharma are you cultivating!" Gao Lu suddenly stood up from the dragon chair and shouted coldly.

Seeing that this sudden monk was under the palm of his hand, he actually killed dozens of monks from the Far Traveling Realm on the spot, and saved Zhao Shenbi and the three people who were about to fall here in the fire and water, and the red light flashed in Gao Lu's eyes.

The young monk held a rosary in his hand, standing beside Zhao Shenbi, and a touch of golden light appeared in his fingertips, seeping into Zhao Shenbi's body, and then he turned his head and looked at Gao Lu from afar.

His expression was solemn, and his voice was like a bell, "There is no Zen in the temple, Zen is in the heart." If you can survive the world, the poor monks don't mind creating more killing karma for you demons. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

He didn't even look at the furious Gao Lu, and after turning his head and saluting Li Yujue and Shi Kun, it was like a golden whirlpool rising from the ground, and it swept across the entire battlefield in an instant.

The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Manifestation, coupled with the undefeated body of the pure Vajra, was like mowing grass, and instantly set off a bloody storm.

With the influx of 3,000 monks, the situation was reversed again in an instant, and the pressure of the Donglin Sect monks, who were already crumbling, suddenly relaxed, and they immediately got a chance to breathe.

Although the army of Gaolu monks was numerous, after the fall of Yuan Chang, who was the commander of the main battle, it was like a plate of scattered sand, and in an instant, it was defeated and retreated by the three thousand warrior monks who seemed to be united in various formations.

Gao Lu seemed to be about to erupt fire, slapped the dragon chair, and said angrily: "Blood Demon Ancestor, why aren't you ready yet!"

When the child-like Blood Ghost Ancestor heard this, a cruel look flashed in his eyes and he said, "Your Majesty, you can launch a general attack." ”

On the canopy, the blood-colored river was tumbling endlessly, constantly stretching out human hands with blurred flesh and blood, and constantly being pulled into it, bloody and weird.

Gao Lu nodded, revealing his murderous intentions, "There is no grass left!"

When the Blood Ghost Ancestor heard this, he glanced at the other three Primal Infant Ancestors, and immediately turned into a blood-colored whirlwind and disappeared into the river of blood.

A huge blood-colored eyeball, like a bright red sun, instantly appeared in the sky above the Donglin Sect.

The treasure of the Blood Luo Sect, the eye of the Blood Ancestor.

At the same time, the treasures of the three major families, the Tongtian brush, the Baizhang Fu Seal, and the Tongtian Giant Seal surrounded by mountains and seas, as well as the huge Haoyue of the Yin Moon Palace that exuded cold power, burst out with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth!

Behind Gao Yu, in addition to the Red Ghost Ancestor who had merged into the Blood River, a total of twelve terrifying figures exuding Yuanying cultivation descended from the sky and launched a final general attack on the Donglin Sect.

One of them is the great prince Gao Xuan, who has been scattered and has been refined into a puppet by Gao Lu!

In the Donglin Sect, everyone's hearts were shaking, looking at such a terrifying and powerful treasure, as well as the Yuanying Monk who far surpassed his own, and a sense of despair appeared on everyone's face.

Gao Yu even spurted out a mouthful of blood, his palm was instantly shattered, his breath was sluggish, and he stood up with his hair scattered, his face bitter.

Is it finally going to be defeated?

The various efforts and achievements that have been made before, and the situation that can barely be maintained by virtue of various favorable times and places, seem to be so insignificant in the face of the top absolute power.

On the square, Zhao Xiuyun, who had been cross-legged for a long time, finally stood up, and after glancing at several Gao Clan Ancestors, they all saw the firmness in their eyes.

The furious retreat of the four Yuan Infant Cultivators rose from the ground in the Donglin Sect, plus the ancestor of the Gao clan who took the lead in the battle, like a god of fire, the five of them stood side by side in front of the mountain gate.

With five enemies and twelve, especially behind these twelve people, there are also their respective Zhenzong magic weapons eyeing each other, brewing a devastating blow.

Although it was known to be a mortal situation, everyone had a sense of relief and a smile on their faces, and they laughed out loud without the slightest fear.

Even those juniors in the lower three realms are so fearless of death, what kind of face do we old guys have?

It's just a fight to the death!

Zhao Xiuyun looked straight down, and saw that Zhao Shenbi was protected by the giant beast that he didn't know what it was, and the disciples of the Donglin Sect, and fell into a wonderful realm like an epiphany, he sighed in his heart.

Step forward with your sword.

In Zhao Xiuyun's eyebrows, the illusory sword spirit slowly surged, merging into the long sword in his hand where the blue light skyrocketed, setting off a world-shattering sword qi and fighting with the three Blood Luo Sect ancestors.

On the bodies of the four Gao Clan Ancestors, each slowly ignited illusory flames, and the aura of their bodies surged to varying degrees, each fighting one against two, and a thrilling battle broke out in the sky.

Burn the original god, no complaints and no regrets.

These old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and their hearts have long been as cold as iron, even they don't know why, they will be infected by that young figure, making the blood of countless days and moons silent in the old veins surge enthusiastically again.

is willing to sing to death, willing to go without hesitation, willing to fight for the people around him, even if he dies, he will not hesitate.

It seems that at that time, when the young man did not hesitate to go down with a knife and shouted "Fight to the death with me".

Fierce ambition.

On the top of the mountain, Gao Yu stepped out in one step, blending into the golden-armored giant condensed by thousands of forbidden troops, holding a hundred zhang long knife to block the Yuanying puppet Gao Xuan who rushed in front of him.

Sun Bihua's face was withered, like an old man who had half a foot in the grave, and even the golden energy on his body dissipated.

However, he still had a faint smile on his face, and looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"I'm in the east of the sect, and I haven't been defeated yet. He took a deep breath, and his voice resounded between the fourteen mountain peaks, "All the disciples of the Donglin Sect will come out of the nest and fight to the death with the Daozi of my sect!"

The mountains and rivers were shattered, the corpses were everywhere, and everyone had the determination to die on their faces, as well as the courage to burn the jade, turning into a brilliant light, rushing out of the lofty mountains and mountains, facing the magic and spiritual light in the sky, and launching the final charge.

Above the canopy, Gao Yu smiled and sneered, "It's just a dying struggle." ”

The huge eyeball that covered the sky and the sun suddenly trembled at this moment, and spewed out a scarlet pillar of light that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, full of rich devouring and disintegrating power, and smashed down towards the east of Linzong Mountain.

The earth-shattering giant pen tapped the void, condensing the phantom shadows of thousands of crows, falling like a rainstorm.

The ancient talisman seal, which was broken and was the size of a hundred zhang, grew in the wind, blocking the retreat of everyone in the Donglin Sect.

Yin Moon Palace Haoyue set off an astonishing cold wave, and together with the Yuan Clan's Zhen Clan's Mountain and Sea Giant Seal, it coldly and ruthlessly smashed towards Fang Che and the others, who were already covered in blood and were desperately repairing the formation.

The heavens and the earth change color, as if the end is about to fall.

Just when a great war broke out in the outside world, in the belly of Zongshan Mountain in the east, in a completely isolated pitch-black cave, it was extremely silent and dull.

In the middle of the stone cave, three huge stone pillars that were extremely old trembled at this moment, as if they were about to shatter, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

On the stone pillar, I don't know how many years have been dead, the three figures that are completely like dried corpses instantly opened their eyes, and after glancing at each other a little blankly, the light in their eyes frantically condensed.

The figure in the middle raised his head weakly, his eyes looked in the direction of the sky as if he had penetrated the rock wall, and muttered: "How many years, it seems that they have forgotten the rules that my Donglin Sect set for this continent at the beginning. ”

The figure on the left side of the cave let out a dry laugh, "It's time for them to remember it for a long time." ”

After the person in the middle nodded, the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to be against the flow of time, and he became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His muscular skin, which was as dry as the bark of an old tree, gradually became full and crystalline, and thick black hair grew on the top of his head, and a dazzling look appeared in his eyes.

A moment later, a deafening loud bang erupted in the mountains and rivers, drowning out all the voices within a radius of thousands of miles.

Three figures burst out from the mountain, bursting out with cultivation that was even more powerful than everyone present, and swept towards the Zhenzong Supreme Treasure that had been smashed madly.

Looking at the three Dao that were already the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and there was even a figure of Dao rhyme circulating on his body, Sun Bihua trembled, burst into tears, and knelt down to worship: "Unworthy juniors, welcome the second ancestor, the seventh ancestor, the ninth ancestor!"

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