A confrontation that will decide the survival of the Tianxuan Holy Land is about to begin.

In today's world, the last emperor of the demon clan, the Qing Emperor, has been seated, and the emperor has not yet dissipated, and there will be no new emperor in the next thousands of years.

And in this post-desolate era, the heaven and earth have changed, and the power of the Immortal Realm is already a very difficult thing to cut through the path and become the king.

The saint is already the strongest foundation for the major forces.

Ming Xiaoyang, the prodigal son of Tianxuan, who is regarded as a prodigal son by the people of the world and a waste, showed his skills for the first time, understated it, and killed a great power, a holy son, and even a king.

This kind of cultivation is respectable and terrifying!

In addition, he has endured for many years, and he must have practiced the secret of the words obtained from the Tianxuan Holy Land in the past, which is enough to penetrate time and space.

No one wants to offend a supreme king, a master who will surely become holy.

This Heavenly Xuan Holy Son is still young, and so far, he is only forty or fifty years old, it is not as good as an accident, and it is even likely that thousands of years later, he will be a strong preacher!

Let me ask, if there is really a lot of trouble today, then in the future, the major holy places may not be able to eat and go around!

Therefore, the proposal of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi can be called the best ladder for the major forces that are now quite difficult to ride a tiger.

Ming Xiaoyang proposed to redevelop the Tianxuan Holy Land in five hundred years, which made the major forces breathe a sigh of relief.

That's it, it's the best thing to do!

Before the words fell, from the shaking light of the holy land, an old man with a withered, old dragon clock, seemed to be able to enter the coffin at any time.

"Is that him?"

"The uncle of the Holy Lord of Shaking Light - Wang Ke, the King of the Mixed Yuan?"

"I can't believe that all these years have passed, and this old guy is not dead!"

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Wang Ke, the king of the mixed yuan, a peerless figure who has been famous in the cultivation world for thousands of years, has been cutting the Tao for many years, and has reached the Nine Heavens of the King.

There is only one step left to enter the realm of saints!

It is rumored that he has been sitting for many years, but he has survived until now!

"I've had a few tricks too!" After Wang Ke, the king of the mixed yuan, stood up, a man with extraordinary martial arts also appeared in the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

The great disciple of the contemporary Purple Mansion Holy Lord, the former Purple Mansion Holy Son - Lin Yu!

The mighty purple qi rippled around Lin Yu's body, and the former Purple Mansion Holy Son, who was in his prime, had a terrifying essence gathered and formed on his forehead, like a blood dragon!

Senji, mighty!

This former Purple Mansion Holy Son has entered the realm of Immortal Er, full of qi and blood!

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In the Great Yan Holy Land, a brilliant golden giant sword pierced into the sky.

A graceful and charming woman appeared, her colorful palace skirt trembled, her beautiful eyes flowing, and her eyes revealed a trace of coldness and ruthlessness.

There is no sword in his hand, but the secret Dayan Holy Sword of the Dayan Holy Land is eager to try, and he can't wait to sacrifice the sword with the blood of Ming Xiaoyang now.

The Ji family, the Jiang family, and several powerful people and two kings also appeared, standing together in the Tianxuan Holy Land in the past, full of people and talents, but now there is no voice, only the last holy son is left, and he wants to defend his dignity in the square!

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Six kings, thirteen powers!

This is the test that the major forces have prepared for the rebirth of the Tianxuan Holy Land!

In the major holy lands, seeing that their own parents would join forces to fight against the Tianxuan Holy Son, who had not been seen at all in the past, all the holy sons and saints almost all looked defeated.

In the past, Ming Xiaoyang, the Holy Son of Tianxuan, was a joke to them, and he was recognized as one of the weakest Holy Sons.

Even, most likely, there is no one of these two words!

But today, this Tianxuan Holy Son killed the powerful man and slaughtered the king in a battle, so that everyone understood that this weakest person was really the strongest!

The cultivation is so high that it is far beyond anyone's imagination!

The six kings and thirteen great powers joined forces to fight against one.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if he is defeated and dies in this battle, it is enough to spread the name of the entire Beidou and become a legend in the hearts of countless people!

This formation is already dealing with the treatment of saints!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A loud bang sounded, and the six Dao Cutting Kings and the thirteen Great Powers, blood and pervert smoke rolled up on their heads.

Blazing blood light renders the sky and turns it into a blood-red patch.

In this area within a radius of thousands of miles, where the Tianxuan Holy Land is located, there is no other color, and the blood-colored red clouds are dense, symbolizing everything today!

Rumble!

Facing the pressure of thirteen great powers and six kings, Ming Xiaoyang was as immobile as a mountain, and the whole person was like the incarnation of the Tao.

Obviously standing in front of everyone's eyes, but in everyone's divine sense, he doesn't exist at all!

The Great War is shocking!

"No, I'm going out to help the Holy Son!" In the main hall of the Tianxuan Holy Land, a group of survivors led by Wei Yi were overwhelmed with excitement when they saw Ming Xiaoyang fighting against thirteen great powers and six kings.

At the beginning, although no one dared to mock this Holy Son to his face, he was already dissatisfied within the Tianxuan Holy Land.

Unexpectedly, now he has become the last glimmer of hope left in the Tianxuan Holy Land!

Wei Yi burst into tears, facing this nephew for the first time who had not taken it to heart before, and wanted to rush out of the hall.

I didn't know, but I was pulled by a senior brother of the same generation next to me.

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive!" There are only more than 100 people left in the Tianxuan Holy Land, and even if the relationship was not good in the past, it has to become better.

Senior Brother who was not from the same lineage persuaded Wei Yi Dao: "Senior brother, there are only a few of us left in the Tianxuan Holy Land. ”

"This is the last seed, are you going to waste all the hard work of the Holy Son?"

"As long as we are still here, then after this battle, we will be able to revive the Tianxuan Holy Land!"

Boom!

Hearing the words of this indifferent senior brother, Wei Yi's whole person froze, motionless, and his expression was sad.

In the end, a fist clenched and hit a divine copper incense burner on his side, and the huge incense burner was completely shattered under this punch!

"Holy Lord, why didn't you listen to the Holy Son, and insisted on going your own way, bringing the Tianxuan Saint to a desperate situation!"

"So much so that it has become what it is now!"

After speaking, a pair of knees that were only bent to the division commander bent and fell to the ground, and a muffled sound was heard.

The other disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Land in the hall were speechless when they thought of Ming Xiaoyang's painstaking persuasion before the war, as well as the extremely fanatical emotions of the entire Holy Land.

At that time, Ming Xiaoyang had said that the Tianxuan Holy Land went to attack the Ancient Forbidden Land, which was purely self-defeating.

But the Holy Lord and the elders in the sect were all blinded by Cheng Immortal and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, and they failed to weigh it carefully.

Now, it is necessary to rely on the strength of Ming Xiaoyang, the son of Tianxuan Holy Land, in a vain attempt to keep the last Dao system of Tianxuan Holy Land!

How ridiculous, how ridiculous!

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Rumble!

Just when everyone in the Tianxuan Holy Land was mocking their stupidity, on that square, the battle that decided life and death finally began!

The six kings, the thirteen powers, moved almost at the same time, turning into terrifying Changhong, crushing down Ming Xiaoyang from all directions.

The billowing spirit and wolf smoke are stirring, and people of different forces have shown their own unique skills!