"One flower and one world, one petal and one holy sword, the flower blooms and destroys the world, and the sword destroys the sky!" The eight people shouted in unison, and the "Sword Lotus" composed of tens of thousands of giant swords in the air exploded violently after blooming to the extreme. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the entire sky was submerged in the sea of swords, and the exploding sword rain roared down, directly engulfing Han Xing.

Countless huge sword gangs roaring like thunder sent out a thunderous blow with the momentum of opening up the heavens and the earth...... made Han Xing's body shake.

He didn't expect that the sword formation composed of eight battle venerables would be so powerful.

The ground around him had been slashed into a bottomless huge crack by the giant sword, if it weren't for the two yin and yang qi hanging down from the yin and yang grinding disc on his head to resist the falling sword rain, I was afraid that he would have been broken by this indestructible sword.

Han Xing actually felt the pressure as heavy as a mountain!

Although he was a Desolate Golden Chaos Holy Body, after all, he was just beginning, and under the heavy blow, his body retreated four or five steps in a row, and when he raised his head violently, blood had overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Han Xing took a deep breath and said to himself: "'Heavenly Killing Hall' is really extraordinary...... actually used Zhanzun as a killer, although he can fight beyond the level, but it is really difficult to break eight heads with a halberd under one blow, and when he shoots with all his strength, as long as he leaves the other party with a little chance left, the consequences are unimaginable......"

"Fight! Dead horses are regarded as live horse doctors, and if you can kill one by one, you can kill two Lao Tzu and earn it!" His eyes flashed, his face was a little pale, but the cold in his eyes did not decrease, and he actually pinched the trick again and pushed the yin and yang grinding disc upward.

The sword rain burst out, booming and shaking, and slashed at Han Xing's head, so that he couldn't make a move at all and sacrifice other magic weapons.

Rao didn't dodge it, and strode forward to meet it.

At the moment of life and death, he fought into the mana of his whole body, making the word "battle" on his forehead like a blood-red dazzling star, emitting a brilliant red light.

All the mixed element combat power in his body was blessed to the Heaven Slaughter Divine Halberd and the Yin and Yang Great Mill.

He strives to make it work in one shot!

The trapped beast is still fighting...... The eight monks smiled a little wickedly, as if they had seen through Han Xing's current situation.

One of the gray-robed men shouted: "A mere desolate ancient bloodline, even dare to alarm the 'Heavenly Killing Hall' to send so many masters to chase and kill, hmph, you have achieved the Ancient Holy Body, and today you will definitely have to pay enough price to make you understand that the 'Heaven' is irreversible, and the 'Heavenly Killing Hall' is your master in this realm!"

When these words came to Han Xing's ears, it was a huge humiliation to himself!

He was full of grief and anger and had nowhere to vent, knowing that there would be loopholes under one blow, but this halberd must also be cut out!

Fight to the death with them, even if the fish is dead!

A strong aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he stared at the necks of those eight people, and the next moment, the Heaven Slaughtering Divine Halberd swept out!

It's just that at this juncture, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes stopped on the Yin Yin grinding plate in the air, and then he showed a bit of amazement......

"What's going on? Is it ......?" he said.

The cyan grinding disc formed by the Yin and Yang Realm was prompted by the word "war" emanating from the Han Xingyin Hall, and even the imprint inside seemed to come to life at this moment.

Inside the big grinding plate, a mysterious silver brilliance emerged, wisps of it, exuding the breath of the most divine and holy, and the terrifying evil aura was gathering one ...... Behemothus.

Strictly speaking, it's more like the shape of a dog!

A terrifying aura raged like a tide from the big millstone.

"It's the spirit of the White Dog Mastiff!" Han Xing was shocked.

At this moment, a unique whistling sound suddenly sounded from Han Xing's sea of knowledge......

This shocked him beyond measure!

The whistling sound was long and loud, endless, and it was faintly mixed with the howling of tigers and dogs.

This voice was all too familiar to him, it was the second goods he hadn't seen for many days...... The cry of the snow tiger.

Han Xing was speechless for a moment...... If these two goods come out again, I'm afraid that they will be shocking and crying!

In the Temple of the Heavenly Gods, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun once said that the Heavenly Slaughter Halberd and the White Dog Mastiff were his right-hand men in the conquest of heaven and earth, and he had made great achievements in the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

The Heaven Slaughter Divine Halberd had already been obtained for himself, and the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch simply handed over to him the divine consciousness of the white dog god mastiff that was about to dissipate sealed in the yin-yang mirror.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun said that he had the smell of an ancient relict beast on his body, so he let the divine sense of the white dog mastiff be injected into the body of the snow tiger to help it turn into a divine beast and manifest its body as soon as possible.

It must be that after the remnant god of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun woke up, he was afraid that the divine consciousness of the white dog mastiff would dissipate, so he took it upon himself to beat the primordial spirit of the divine dog into the body of the snow tiger.

It's no wonder that Snow Tiger has not moved since he and many magic weapons were collected by himself in the devouring world.

It turns out that this second goods are enjoying this great creation ---- advancement inside.

It's just that I don't know what the snow tiger can become after entering the divine consciousness of the white dog mastiff......

Can it be the appearance of a white dog mastiff?

Maybe yes or maybe not, Korean stars are not easy to judge.

However, in the future, the Snow Tiger will truly become a divine beast, and the manifestation body will definitely still be the ancient fierce beast!

It seems that the snow tiger has not yet completely integrated with the divine consciousness of the white dog mastiff, otherwise there would not be a cloud of white shadows steaming and rolling endlessly, as if it was real and illusory, condensed but not gathered.

Faithful protector of the Lord!

It must be that Xuehu realized that he was in danger, and the protector was anxious, so he wanted to gather to help him.

No, I can't do it yet...... As long as you delay a little, it will be okay to let Snow Tiger evolve the head of a white dog mastiff.

Ten thousand swords in the air roared like a meteor shower and slashed down through the air, and the yin and yang grinding disc of the rolling sword stabbing "clang" sounded.

Han Xing's body shook slightly, and his feet moved backwards by another half a foot, and the cracks in the ground burst sharply.

He gathered the cultivation of his whole body, and his fingers were changing, resisting the murderous edge of the huge "Sword Lotus" and not letting it fall.

One breath ...... 2. Interest ...... Fifteen ...... Thirty interest...... Han Xing snorted, and the huge impact made him sink one foot into the ground.

He shook his head, feeling a little uneasy, and if he persisted, he was afraid that he would exhaust the spiritual power in his body...... At that time, I am afraid that I will lose any combat effectiveness.

"Poof!" Han Xing spurted out another mouthful of blood......

"Hehe, why do you have such an expression? Aren't you the Ancient Bloodline? Aren't the Ancient Holy Body of the Desolate Ancient Beings invincible at the same level? Today you are the Heavenly Emperor Linfan, and I will also cut you into pulp under this World-Destroying Sword Lotus!" the gray-robed monk sneered, sneering as he intensified his attack.

Han Xing coughed violently, swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, his eyes were cold, staring at the man, and said in a deep voice: "Do you really think you can kill me......?

"You're sick in the head, are you still qualified to threaten me now? Drag me to death? Lao Tzu will be killed even if he dies, I haven't heard that he can be 'dragged to death'!" the gray-robed monk laughed, and the smile was hideous.

He was determined to use the sword array to squeeze out the last bit of spiritual energy in Han Xing's body, where blood was flowing wildly from the corners of his mouth, like a cat playing with a mouse, and consume him alive!

At this moment, a roar of a divine beast suddenly came from the Yin Yang Great Mill, and a terrifying aura raged like a tide, making these eight cultivators couldn't help but change their faces slightly.

I saw the fog floating in the big grinding plate of yin and yang, and in a blink of an eye, it gathered into a behemoth, although it was a little scattered and blurred, but its face could be seen clearly: the body was like a tiger, the head was like a mastiff's head, the whole body was snow-white, and the hair was like thorns, but there were two faint golden ones on the dog's head, with wings on its back, and its appearance was extremely fierce.

This nondescript divine dog seems to be composed of mist, and only one dog's paw is condensed into a more substantial substance, like bronze casting.

"So it's a false mystery, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just a phantom, do it, kill him to despair!" With the shouts of the gray-robed cultivators, the eight people shot ruthlessly!

Another round of dense sword attacks like rain ......!

"Damn, it took a long time to gather a dog's paw!" Han Xing was disappointed, his face was pale, but he was not to be outdone, his eyes were as calm as before, and he did not show the slightest panic.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "So you can try it!"

"It's time to make a move together!" Han Xing's divine consciousness trembled, and a wave of fluctuations came from above it.

It was Snow Tiger who resonated with his divine sense.

"I can't make a sperm on you, can I? Han Xing was so frightened that he almost put away the yin and yang grinding plate.

"Okay, it's up to you!" Then, Han Xing's spirits lifted and he laughed loudly.

He raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Eight dog thieves, no, it's the king of turtles, let's see who can chop who into meat sauce today!" As soon as the word dog thief came out, he felt that it was inappropriate and took it back.

"A halberd is the world's ten thousand bones, and I am the king of the heavens and the earth!" Han Xing was full of mixed yuan combat power, and he shattered a long robe into dispersal, revealing the original form of the Ancient Chaos Xuanjin Holy Body.

The second style of the Heavenly Slaughter Halberd!

"Bastard, go die!" Han Xing's eyes were blood-red, and the moment he opened his mouth, a halberd light was like a blood-colored rainbow from the sky, bursting into the sky, containing infinite power, and it came down in the roar of wind and thunder, and slashed angrily at the head of the eight people in the sky.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering reverberations spread, and the rain of swords around them was shattered.

In the blink of an eye, the huge "sword lotus" in the air withered like a flower and gradually dissipated into the air.

That dark red halberd was still unabated, and a majestic momentum turned into an infinite killing light and attacked the eight people.

This is a halberd that can make thousands of people lie in the dead and thousands of lives can be devastated!

It is a halberd that must see blood, and it is irreversible!

"Poof!", the bloody breath is overwhelming!

The heads of the six Battle Venerable Cultivators flew into the sky, and the blood in their chests could not be held back, and six pillars of blood spewed out like a fountain.

The head flying and spinning in the sky, with a kind of unwillingness, looked at his corpse, slowly fell, and then exploded like six watermelons that had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The eyes of the remaining two monks suddenly widened to the extreme, and when they looked at Han Xing, they only felt as if a fierce god had been born from a dormant in hell, and their hearts stopped beating violently!

With a pop, shattered skulls fell from the air, stirring up a cloud of dust on the ground.