The metal storm lasted less than two seconds, and the rippling sword light rippled again.

The silent and pure sword light instantly purified the world.

The noise of gunfire and the storm of metal immediately fell silent.

Gao Xuan, who was wearing a dark blue military uniform, walked out of the smoke with his sword scabbard held his head high.

Gao Xuan obviously closed his eyes, but he dusted his shoulders and neckline in front of the camera, and then continued to stride forward.

Meng Lu saw very clearly, Gao Xuan had no dust on his body at all.

The other party's gesture is not only to show off, but also to demonstrate.

Meng Lu couldn't help but look at Guo Zhengjun, this can't kill Gao Xuan, what should I do now?

"It's fine. ”

Guo Zhengjun was very calm, he sat on the chair and didn't move at all.

There are many cameras installed in the underground palace, and no matter where Gao Xuan goes, he can see Gao Xuan from the light screen.

The intricate Spirit Sword Underground Palace has a total construction area of more than ten square kilometers. Moreover, the underground palace is also divided into five floors.

It is also because there is a natural huge cave underground, which makes it possible to build such a huge complex.

Meng Lu also knew several of the most important passages in the underground palace. If he doesn't follow the main way, he will also get lost.

But Gao Xuan can always find the right way in the underground palace, and he sees him walking all the way towards the Xuanling Palace.

Guo Zhengjun also sent some people to stop it, using poison gas, power grids and many other attacks, but none of them worked.

It took Gao Xuan less than thirty minutes to come to the gate of the Xuanling Palace.

Meng Lu was a little panicked in his heart, he looked at Guo Zhengjun, it was still too late to leave at this time.

"The entire hall is cast with titanium steel mixed with streamer silver, red steel and other materials, and it has been blessed by the divine power of the Lord. It's not so easy for the other party to break in. ”

Guo Zhengjun comforted: "Don't panic. He really has to have the means to break the door, and we can't go again. ”

The silver gate is not only thick, but the surface of the gate is also carved with thousands of strange runes.

Gao Xuan also noticed that this hall contained some kind of powerful spiritual power of the Crimson Pupil.

Although this spiritual power could not surpass the level of the Purple Dragon Star Source Power, it changed the physical characteristics of the main hall.

It's not easy to force a door with violence.

Gao Xuan looked at the Hongyi Sword, to say that the Crimson Pupil is also quite powerful, and made him a powerful sword weapon.

Let's just say that the sharpness is very terrifying, and it is almost effortless to cut mortal things. Titanium steel, a super metal, is not very laborious to cut.

The Spirit of Water not only sharpens the sword, but also provides a change in weight. When a sword is heavy enough, its power increases in a straight line. This is invincible.

The one-meter-thick metal gate can also be smashed.

Changing to a sword slashing god, it is impossible.

Gao Xuan has been tested in actual combat and is extremely satisfied with the Hongyi Sword. The Sword of God is a ray of divine light, which is formless and insubstantial.

It's okay to kill the god with the sword of the gods, but it can't be used to kill the real substance.

The Hongyi Sword makes up for this shortcoming. Moreover, the Hongyi sword has great potential. When you grow up, the power will be even more terrifying.

The sword of the god is empty, the Hongyi sword is real, one is virtual and one is real, so that they can make up for each other's shortcomings.

Gao Xuan was thinking about the sudden alarm in his heart, and he immediately retreated without hesitation.

The Hongyi Sword slashed through a passage in the void, breaking through the air resistance. Gao Xuan followed, and his speed exploded to the extreme.

Gao Xuancai retreated, and a blazing flame erupted in front of the door of the silver hall.

The red-golden flames expanded suddenly, and the high temperature of more than 100,000 degrees not only instantly drained all the oxygen, but also burned all kinds of materials in the vicinity into ashes.

The Xuanling Hall turned red in the flames, as if it was about to melt.

The hall forged by special metal is still like this, and the people in the hall are even more uncomfortable.

Oxygen is not a big deal, the most terrible thing is the terrifying heat, which can roast people into jerky.

The Xuanling Hall is very large, and there are many servants in it, including some of Guo Zhengjun's beautiful attendants and so on. These people could not withstand the heat and died on the spot.

Even Meng Lu was hot and dry, and his long hair was scorched.

Fortunately, the priest's robe on his body was blessed with divine power, and although the evil god disappeared, this strange power had not yet dissipated.

The priest's robe withstood most of the heat, and Meng Lu could barely sit still.

The twelve sword guards around Guo Zhengjun were all red-faced, and they looked very bad.

Only Guo Zhengjun was the most calm, his golden robe was slightly glowing with golden light, and he easily resisted the high temperature.

Guo Zhengjun's face was not very good, his long sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his bright star-like eyes were a little more obscure.

The last cloudburst bomb ambush actually missed.

You must know that the Cloud Burst Bomb has been blessed by the evil god, and it is covered by the aura of the evil god, and it is impossible for any master to sense the danger in advance.

The ten cloud burst bombs were arranged in order, and the intense heat released in an instant could kill the Golden Sword Master.

As a result, just as the cloud burst bomb exploded, Gao Xuan retreated ahead of schedule.

With a difference of a few tenths of a second, Gao Xuan had already departed from the core area of the cloudburst bomb.

All the video heads were destroyed by the high temperature, and Guo Zhengjun didn't know Gao Xuan's state. But he can be sure that Gao Xuan is not dead.

Things are getting a little troublesome!

Guo Zhengjun's eyes fell on Meng Lu, and he said, "Xiao Meng, things are in trouble now. I can only ask you to help Master. ”

Meng Lu stood up and bowed despite the discomfort: "The disciple is willing to serve the sect master." ”

"Okay, worthy of being my proud disciple. ”

Guo Zhengjun praised it, and he casually pulled out the sword of sin and stabbed it into the heart of Meng Lu's eyebrows.

Guo Zhengjun's sword is not fast, but it is extremely strange and erratic.

Meng Lu watched and couldn't avoid this sword.

Meng Lu, who was pierced by the blade of the sword, was in great pain, and his eyes were full of horror and anger.

He didn't know why Guo Zhengjun wanted to kill him?

At this critical moment, aren't we all about to unite to resist a strong enemy?

Guo Zhengjun said apologetically: "If there is a way, I don't want to kill you." But at this point, there is no choice. ”

He patiently explained to Menglu: "All of you shamans who have received the power of the divine lord have some divine power in their bodies. My sin slaying sword can gather all the divine power. ”

Guo Zhengjun sighed and said, "Gao Xuan is too strong, there is no way, I can only kill your sacrificial sword." ”

Meng Lu's eyes quickly drifted, and it didn't matter whether he heard it or not.

The cyan slashing sword also has a touch of crimson.

Guo Zhengjun pulled out the sin sword, and with a wave of his hand, the twelve sword guards were beheaded by the sin sword.

The spirit of the Twelve Sword Guards had long been controlled by Guo Zhengjun, and he had not been able to react at all.

Killed thirteen people in a row, and the blood on the slashing sword became thicker.

The half-red and half-green blade also has a bit of a weird and unpredictable meaning.

Guo Zhengjun looked at his own shadow on the spine of the sword, and the flames in his red eyes were shining, with an indescribable demonic spirit.

He sighed faintly: "It's not enough......"

Guo Zhengjun carried the sword of slashing, and another sword slashed at the idol above.

The Sin Slaying Sword was blessed by the divine power of the evil gods, absorbing the divine power seeds of Meng Lu and others. These divine power seeds have been cultivated by Meng Lu and others, and they are already very powerful.

The Slashing Sword is already extremely sharp. With a flick, the idol snapped with the sword.

The statue of the god forged by the fusion of red steel and black copper has been placed for a hundred years. Every time an evil god descends, it leaves a trace of divine power here.

After accumulating in this way, this idol also has a lot of divine power. Of course it can't be wasted.

Guo Zhengjun looked at the slightly reddened Sin Slaying Sword, absorbing so much divine power, the Sin Slaying Sword still failed to break through the existing level. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Gao Xuan is too strong, and only by upgrading the level of the Slashing Sword can he slash Gao Xuan under the sword.

If Guo Zhengjun was a hundred years younger, he would not fight with Gao Xuan. Anyway, there are countless believers, just take it slowly and grind with Gao Xuan. Let's see how many people Gao Xuan can kill.

Not now, he has a year left to live. If you don't kill Gao Xuan as soon as possible, he will definitely die.

Of course, it may be useless to kill Gao Xuan. But that's the only way to survive.

To this end, Guo Zhengjun will do whatever it takes. Everyone else is going to die, and there is no point in any organization, any believers, or any wealth.

Everything makes sense only if he lives.

Guo Zhengjun thought of this and made up his mind, and he walked into the special passage of the side hall.

Hermetically sealed vacuum glass tubing for high-speed ejection of the enclosed cockpit. Under the control of the light brain, Guo Zhengjun came to the Spirit Sword Temple of Qingyun City as quickly as possible.

This Spirit Sword Temple is a landmark building of the Spirit Sword Society, and the temple that rises to the sky is more than 1,000 meters high.

The outer layer of the temple was plated with a layer of cyan metal, and it looked like a divine sword that pointed straight into the sky.

The dome of the main hall of the shrine is more than 200 meters high, and in front of it is a statue of a god.

The statue was dressed in a magnificent robe, and its face was blurred, except for a pair of red eyes that shone with a strange red light.

At this moment, thousands of priests gathered in the main hall, including more than a dozen Tsing Yi shamans and more than a hundred blue-clothed shamans.

It can be said that most of the elites of the Spirit Sword Society are gathered here. These men were also commanded to stay in the temple.

In the square outside the temple, at least 20 million devotees gathered. Under the guidance of several senior blue-clothed shamans in turn, the believers have been reciting the Sutra of the Most Soul.

This scripture was actually compiled by Guo Zhengjun himself, and after continuous revision and improvement, it is now the most important scripture of the Spirit Sword Society.

Tens of millions of people chanted together, even if everyone's voice was not high, the neat and orderly sound vibrations were spreading in all directions.

These fanatical believers can chant for days on end.

The sound of neat and orderly chanting can also form a huge spiritual magnetic field. In the midst of it, even the unbelievers will be assimilated by the spiritual magnetic field into a state of fanatical faith.

Many shamans saw Sect Leader Guo Zhengjun coming out of the side hall, and a group of people hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Sect Leader Wan An. A group of people bowed deeply in order to greet him.

The blue-clothed priest at the head stepped up a few steps and asked respectfully, "Sect Master, you came here in person, is there anything wrong?"

Guo Zhengjun rarely appears in ordinary times, and only comes to the temple to preside over the ceremony on major festivals dedicated to the gods.

Most of the shamans in the main hall had actually never seen Guo Zhengjun himself.

Now that the Spirit Sword Society is competing with the defense army again, Guo Zhengjun suddenly came out with a sword, his eyebrows were gloomy, and a group of shamans were a little panicked.

These shamans were living comfortably, but they were not very willing to go to war with the defenders. The disappearance of the evil god made them even more uneasy.

They also understand that only by following Guo Zhengjun can they live. Therefore, on the contrary, the external performance is united and the momentum is soaring.

Guo Zhengjun's appearance made them have a bad premonition. Is there really going to be a war?

Guo Zhengjun understood the thoughts of this group of shamans, he didn't give any explanation, and directly gave an order: "Prepare to sacrifice to the gods." ”

Many shamans were amazed, what were the sacrifices of the evil gods when they were gone? Besides, there were no sacrifices!

The evil god is called the evil god, and every great sacrifice involves the sacrifice of a large amount of flesh and blood.

The temple held a festival where pure children under the age of ten were sacrificed. A minimum of 1,000 people is required at a time. In many cases, tens of thousands of people will be prepared.

Fortunately, Yunzhou has a large enough population, and the bottom is desperate to have children. Offerings are not difficult to collect.

At this special time, they did not prepare any sacrifices.

Guo Zhengjun didn't speak, he looked at the priests coldly.

A group of shamans said a few words, and they all immediately shut up.

Guo Zhengjun, who has been the head of the church for two hundred years, has unparalleled and huge prestige in the church. No one can question his decision.

When many of the shamans realized that the situation was not right, they all obediently kept their mouths shut.

A group of people, under the leadership of the blue-clothed shaman, all knelt at the foot of the huge idol, throwing their bodies to the ground one by one, reciting the incantation of the blood sacrifice.

This incantation allows many shamans to establish a spiritual connection and resonate with the source force.

Through idols and grand shrines, many shamans were able to establish spiritual connections with tens of millions of devotees outside.

Through this spiritual connection, the shaman is able to guide the believers to a limited extent and deepen the invisible spiritual connection with the believers. This makes the believers more religious.

Because of such a powerful secret technique, the followers of the Spirit Sword Society are extremely religious, and they continue to spread outward like a virus. Eventually occupied a continent.

At this time, there were tens of millions of believers outside, and many shamans recited incantations, and soon established contact with tens of millions of believers.

No matter what the shaman's mind was, once the connection between the two sides was established, the spiritual power of tens of millions of believers was like an ocean, and although they could guide it, they could not control it.

This resonance is also very terrifying, and their spiritual power is inevitably assimilated.

No matter how many thoughts you have in your mind, you can only follow everyone in the same rhythm.

Inside and outside the majestic temple, many shamans and tens of millions of devotees chanted together. The huge spiritual power gathered was surging around the statue, surging like a huge wave.

Guo Zhengjun sighed faintly, and the flame in his red eyes suddenly flourished. He flew into the air, his sword stabbed straight into the idol's head.

This is the convergence point of all spiritual powers, and the law of divine power within the Slashing Sword instantly establishes a connection with everyone's spiritual powers.

Guo Zhengjun's face showed a crazy look, and the slashing sword frantically absorbed everyone's spiritual power.

The spiritual power gathered by countless believers is like a sea, but the slashing sword is like a black hole that can devour everything, madly devouring the spiritual power of believers.

Many of the shamans were the first to notice that something was wrong, and they panicked and tried to withdraw from the spiritual connection, but it was too late.

The special divine power of the Slaying Sword radiated in all directions, instantly draining the spiritual power of the shamans.

The eyes of the thousands of priests in the main hall dimmed at the same time, and they fell to the ground together.

The tens of millions of believers outside the temple also fell silently one by one, completely losing their vitality.

The sound of chanting in the sonic clouds also stopped abruptly.

The square outside the temple was long, and the streets were littered with corpses that had fallen to the ground.

A strong aura of death enveloped a large area around the temple. The silence of death is so deep and so eerie.

The Slashing Sword gathered tens of millions of spiritual powers, and suddenly turned into a ball of crimson flames.

Guo Zhengjun sensed the endless power coming from the Sin Slashing Sword, and he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Gao Xuan just flew out of the side hall, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then at Guo Zhengjun who was laughing wildly. He couldn't help but sigh.

"You're really crazy!"

"It's all because of you! You're damned......"

Guo Zhengjun shouted wildly, and the slashing sword also pointed at Gao Xuan.