Qiu Mo's pleading voice reached the sky, and everyone in Tianxuanzong was silent, without saying a word, and everyone in the Shura Sect also raised their heads, looked at the sky, and their hearts also raised their throats.

"Kill"

The bronze mask's eyes were extremely indifferent, his lips were slightly open, and a cold, merciless voice spat out of his mouth.

Coax!

Qiu Mo's mind was ethereal and went blank.

All of a sudden, the faces of the Shuramas turned extremely pale, like pieces of paper.

I saw that as soon as the voice of the man with the bronze mask fell, a master of the Heavenly Xuan Sect Shengfeng behind him, stepped forward, his palm was raised to his chest, and the majestic and boundless vitality was surging and surging like a tide into the palm of his hand.

In the palm of his hand, there was a crackling sound, and purple lightning flashed faintly.

"Heavenly Thunder Curse!"

A clear shout rang out, and the palm of the Shengfeng master slapped towards the Shura Sect below.

In mid-air, a purple thunder dragon's lightning bolt pierced the void and rushed towards the front.

When Qiu Mo saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he yelled at the Shura Sect people around him: "Hurry up!"

But it was too late, and the purple lightning had already quietly descended into the crowd.

"Boom!"

A cracking sound stirred for nine days, and a huge mushroom cloud suddenly appeared at the place where everyone in the Shura Sect had settled, and the boundless waves of qi rolled heavy smoke and dust into the distance.

The surrounding rubble and houses were all rolled by the majestic air waves, turning into ashes.

I don't know how long it took for the smoke and dust to slowly dissipate.

I saw that where the Shuramon people settled, a huge pit with a diameter of twenty zhang appeared, and there was no life at all.

On the southeast side of the Shengji Dongxuan Domain, the Shura Gate has disappeared and turned into nothingness, and no one in the gate has survived.

The man in the bronze mask, with his hands behind his back, looked at the cloud of smoke that rushed to the sky, and did not say a word.

"I don't know what else to order?"

The old man next to him asked slowly at the man in the bronze mask.

The man in the bronze mask looked ahead, and said faintly: "Qianyougu, the two factions of the Sword Sect have been moving frequently recently, and it seems that they are both hidden and do not make a move, and they want to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and the Wuwei Dao Sect and the Qinghuo clan are also ready to move, as if they have obtained a dragon scale of the dragon, this Eastern Xuan Domain, it is really chaotic, and my Tianxuan Sect should also look for some helpers."

Everyone around listened to the words of the man in the bronze mask, and their faces were expressionless, as if they hadn't heard it.

"It's all gone!"

The man in the bronze mask took a deep breath, and his body violently turned into a thin line, disappearing directly from everyone's sight.

After the surrounding people saw the bronze masked man dissipate, they didn't say a word to each other, turned into colorful rays of light, and left in all directions, as if they were from different places.

In just a few breaths, there was no one above the Shura City.

..........

The imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty, the head of the Burial Heaven Sect.

The powerful vitality exploded behind Qing Yue, but his figure turned into a remnant of the Dao at this time, and almost instantly, it appeared in front of Wen Qingye, and a punch was blasted out.

This punch did not have the slightest fancy, and the heart of the fist was glowing with red light, wrapped around the fist, shocking the heart, it was the power of the law of Taiyi's ruthless Dao.

Wen Qingye looked at the surging fist strength, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: He is worthy of being a master of the Six Heavens of Life and Death Realm, and he is angry at this moment, and his strength is indeed strong.

However, after Wen Qingye's Five Elements Body Forging Technique was cultivated, he had reached the realm of qi explosion, and at this moment, he was still blessed with Qilin Fire on his body, how could he be afraid of Qingyue.

The red glow carried a trace of extremely heavy infatuation, which made people be surrounded by that kind of infatuation at once, but this kind of interference may be of some use to others, but it has no effect on Wen Qingye at all.

Phew!

Purple light suddenly erupted from Wen Qingye's body, and Wen Qingye did not evade it, and blasted it with a punch.

Qingyue saw that Wen Qingye did not dodge, and Wen Qingye's pride was ridiculous in his eyes.

The two fists containing terrifying strength directly tore through the void, and then collided fiercely together in that solemn look.

Rumble!

The air seemed to explode at this moment, the clearly visible air waves raged, the void shook, and the ground under the feet of the two couldn't withstand the impact, and it directly cracked out one after another thick arms.

Everyone stared at the source of the explosion, and then their expressions changed slightly, and their hearts were shocked, because they saw that Wen Qingye, who had a hard fight with Qingyue on the front, his body was actually motionless, like a rock.

On the other hand, it was Na Qingyue, as if she had been affected by a huge shock, her body trembled, and her steps retreated again and again.

"This Wen Qingye is such a terrifying strength"

Qingyun was a little shocked, he didn't expect that Wen Qingye only relied on the strength of his Life and Death Realm Triple Heaven to fight against Qingyue, and he didn't fall behind, and even faintly stood on the upper hand.

The people of the Burial Heaven Sect around all showed a solemn look.

In the uproar in the sky, a gloomy look appeared in Qing Yue's eyes, because he felt that there was a trace of purple flame on his arm at the moment, and his vitality was gradually being devoured, and he had to use a large amount of vitality to block the surging momentum of the purple flame.

"Boom!"

An endless burst of breath suddenly appeared from Qingyun's body, and his body turned into an off-string arrow, which instantly rushed in front of Wen Qingye.

His index finger stretched out, and a red glow of pure sunlight floated.

"Sanyang Wuji refers to the first finger!"

Above the sky, a huge red jade pillar fell from the sky, crushing towards Wen Qingye without hesitation, and the surrounding air was shocked, escaping towards the surroundings.

The jade pillar that was wrapped in the majesty of the sky bombarded down, and Wen Qingye's body looked extremely small, and there was nowhere to avoid it.

Seeing this kind of attack, Wen Qingye also showed a solemn expression, and the thick purple vitality rushed into his arm, and then his hands began to seal wildly.

In an instant, there was a dead silence around, and the terrifying darkness was overwhelming, and everyone's hearts were tightened, as if they felt the suffocation before death.

"The sixth form of the immortal seal method, regard death as home!"

A huge seal condensed from Wen Qingye's palm, surrounded by dots of purple flames, and then blasted towards the jade pillar with a sound of breaking through the air.

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