The moment the red-robed priest stabbed the Liufeng Knife out, the sky seemed to be dark. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info seems to have an invisible layer of invisible dark clouds suddenly appeared, shrouding the sky over Fanggu City, the capital of Dayan.

This was followed by a mournful wail coming from the stone, faint but giving the illusion that the eardrums had been torn.

Then a stream of blood slowly flowed out of the gap cut by the knife.

"Stone bleeding, bad luck!"

Li Changlu suddenly shouted, and then turned around and hugged Su Taibu: "Escort!"

As he shouted, many guards rushed up from behind.

But it was too late.

A burst of intense purple light burst out from the stone, like sharp arrows one after another. Where the purple light passed, people did not spare their lives.

The purple light was like a divine sword, shooting out one by one, and all the people standing on the line of purple light died. Some had their skulls pierced by purple light, others had half of their heads cut off, and their bodies withered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Hahahaha!"

The red-robed priest held the Liufeng Sword and smiled so presumptuously: "You idiots, do you really think that my Da You will give in to you Yan people? Since the founding of the country, my Da You has fought a hundred battles and thousands of battles, even if there are thousands of enemies, I have never bowed my head. Even if you Yan people contact the people of the Bohai Kingdom, you don't want me to destroy the country. Every one of my great souls is ready to die, and even if he dies, he will take the enemy and go to hell with him!"

The moment the purple light burst out, An Zheng was almost the closest.

In an instant, due to An Zheng's thoughts, the scales of the holy fish on the blood bead bracelet protected his chest. But the purple light was so powerful that An Zheng felt like he was really going to die.

Just as the purple light was about to break through the scales of the holy fish, the second and third holy rays of light emerged from the blood cultivation bead bracelet, and the three scales of the holy fish were superimposed on An Zheng's chest to block the purple light. But under the huge force, An Zheng's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Die!"

The red-robed priest who had been staring at him shouted and slashed down in the air. On the Liufeng knife, a huge sword qi slashed down and went straight to An Zheng's head. At this time, the power of the holy fish's scales was entangled in purple light, and there was no strength left to block the Liufeng Knife again. It's not that the scales of the holy fish aren't strong enough, it's that Anzheng isn't strong enough.

At this moment, the pen in An Zheng's hand suddenly lit up.

The pen flew up on its own, and it was written in mid-air.

Just a skimming.

That slash collided with the sword qi of the Liufeng Knife in mid-air, and immediately followed it to set off a raging wave. The violent cyclone rippled out in all directions, and many of the green tiles on the roofs of the Tianji Palace were shattered and stirred.

It was a heavy stroke, thick ink, like a knife.

The knife in this intention seemed to be much stronger than the real sword qi of the Liufeng knife, and the red-robed priest in mid-air snorted, the knife in his hand couldn't hold it and fell, a shocking crack appeared on his chest, and then his body cracked open. His body was disconnected from the middle, and the blood and internal organs were scattered at once, and I don't know how many people were spilled.

An Zheng's body flew out dozens of meters upside down, hit a pillar hard, and under the heavy blow to the back of his head, the whole person almost fainted.

He struggled to get up, but he didn't have the strength at all.

An Zheng, who fell to the ground, saw Wang Kaitai and Fang Daozhi snatching up from the crowd and rushing towards the platform. But a figure suddenly rose, and with just one palm, Fang Daozhi and Wang Kaitai were forced back at the same time.

The figure repelled Wang Kaitai and Fang Daozhi, and as soon as he reached out and caught the falling Liufeng knife, the blade slashed at his own arm, and a blood mark immediately appeared.

"When my Dayou was facing the most danger, I, Tan Song, as a descendant of the royal family, were willing to exchange my life and death for the destruction of the enemy country. I bleed in the stone, and I bleed, and I used this as a blood curse. ”

He floated there in the air, and the Flowing Maple Knife in his hand shone with purple light. The purple light on the Liufeng knife echoed the purple light bursting out of the stone, and there seemed to be some kind of fit.

used a county king and two purple artifacts.

Youguo this time, it can be regarded as a bloody investment.

"Open it for me!"

Tan Song slashed the Liufeng knife downward, and a purple light slashed on the stone, and then there was a loud bang, and the stone shattered. Gravel, which was harder than a stone cutter, flew everywhere like bullets, and I don't know how many people were killed by the gravel. In the stone, a figure the size of a child of seven or eight years old was surrounded by purple light, and in the purple light there were two green flashes that looked like the eyes of the thing.

"I opened the Divine Stone with a blood curse and ordered you to kill everyone here!"

Tan Song pointed at the dwarf of the son of light with the flowing maple knife, and the dwarf raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his voice seemed to be full of unwillingness and anger, but it seemed to be bound by some force, and he had to obey Tan Song's instructions.

I saw a purple ball of light fly out, and no one survived wherever it passed. The dwarf was so fast that he couldn't dodge. Before the Ouchi guards who rushed forward could react, they were directly shattered into pulp.

"Stone Spirit!"

An Zheng faintly heard someone exclaim, and then saw three gray figures rushing towards the stone spirit. An Zheng's vision was a little blurred, and he only saw that they were three old men with fluttering sleeves.

Stone spirits?

An Zheng was buzzing in his head, but the memory of the stone spirit still poured out.

It is rumored that after 100,000 or even millions of years of cultivation, the spirit stone can finally give birth to spiritual wisdom and turn into a human form. When it came to the humanoid stone spirit, it was even more powerful than the ordinary purple artifact. His physical body is equivalent to a purple artifact. And he is still alive, has his own thinking, and has strong combat power. But this is just a legend, An Zheng has such a deep experience, and he has never seen the real stone spirit born.

"Give me death!"

Three gray-robed old men pounced, and the three of them shot at the same time. The vast power of cultivation swept like the Yangtze River.

"It took me millions of years to cultivate my human form, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, sun and moon, and comprehend the Great Dao, how can you ordinary people kill me?"

The stone spirit raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the purple light on his body burst outward. The cultivation power of the three gray-robed old men slammed into the purple light, and they were instantly invisible. But invisibly, there was an irresistible force that counterattacked, and the three old men with amazing strength were shocked out in mid-air, and they vomited blood after they landed.

"Please take action to destroy this demon!"

The three of them ran to one place, holding hands and chanting words at the same time.

"Kill King Yan and Queen Mother!"

Tan Song pointed at the Queen Mother and King Yan who were withdrawing from the main hall with a Liufeng knife, and the stone spirit hugged his head and screamed as if he was enduring severe pain, and then rushed towards the side of the Tianji Palace. He moved forward like a purple lightning bolt, and he couldn't stop it.

Dozens of Ouchi guards stopped behind the Queen Mother and King Yan, their movements were uniform, and the sword array rolled the stone essence in, and a sword flashed.

After the clanging sound, all the long knives were shattered.

"You are not worthy of being my opponent, I am the spirit of heaven and earth, the only one in eternity!"

With a wave of the stone spirit's hand, the dozens of guards suddenly turned into a blood mist, and even the corpse capital could not be left.

Li Changlu swept backwards with the Empress Dowager Su in his arms, but he didn't expect that this person's cultivation was actually very strong, so he left King Yan's group behind in an instant and fled towards the Jinxiu Palace. And there is no master guard on King Yan's side, although his own strength is not bad, it is far inferior to Shi Jing. In just a few moments, the guards around him were almost dead and wounded. An Chengli pulled King Yan to run backwards, seeing that the guards couldn't stop it, An Chengli shouted to the king to leave, and then he turned around and pounced on the stone spirit.

Yan Wang Mu Changyan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were red: "Xiao Anzi!"

At this moment, the three gray-robed old men raised their heads at the same time and shouted, "Please Venerable!"

A burst of light suddenly erupted in the Tianji Palace, it was not a wisp, but the entire Tianji Palace was shrouded in milky white light. In the light, there seemed to be a lot of lines flowing, but it was not clear what it was.

In the white light, you can vaguely see an old man wearing a Taoist robe, with long beard and white hair, and a fairy style.

"Demon, even if you have practiced for 10,000 years and become a human form, you are still a demon. ”

The old Taoist stepped on the white light, stood in the sky above the Tianji Palace, and stretched out his hand to grab it: "I will suppress you with the supreme Dao method!"

That big hand stretched out from the white light, and it grabbed the stone spirit that was as fast as electricity in mid-air. Shi Jing screamed, his hands and feet were held by big hands and could not break free. There were also dense runes circulating in that big hand, each rune exuding a dazzling light.

"If you practice for another thousand years and be born, maybe you will be truly invincible in the world. But you're too anxious, there are still a lot of people in the world who can restrain you. ”

As soon as the old Taoist clenched his hands, the stone spirit wailed again.

The old Taoist looked a little special, like a living person, but in the illusion of light and shadow. An Zheng was seriously injured at this time, so he could only watch but couldn't even get up.

At this time, the stone spirit went crazy after being grabbed by the old Taoist, and kept struggling, and purple light shot out from the gap between the old Taoist's fingers. The people in the vicinity were hit, and no one who was hit by the purple light could stop them. An Zheng looked down and found that the pen that Fang Daozhi gave him before didn't know where it had fallen, and his holy fish scales had also returned to the Blood Cultivation Bead bracelet.

The blow of Ziguang before was too powerful, far from being able to withstand the current strength realm of An Zheng. The scales of the three holy fish were able to block the purple light, but they had temporarily lost their strength and returned to the blood cultivation bead.

Suddenly, the oil-paper umbrella brought by An Zheng didn't know how to open it by itself, and flew to An Zheng's side, just opening it to protect An Zheng below.

An Zheng didn't feel anything wrong, but a person who was injured and fell not far from An Zheng found that An Zheng had suddenly disappeared.

An Zheng felt a burst of suffocation in his chest, the pain was almost unbearable, and he didn't know how many bones he had broken. His eyes became more and more blurred, and he seemed to see a mountain in a trance, which seemed familiar. An Zheng felt that the highest mountain peak was like a sharp sword inserted into the earth, and there was a cold and majestic aura on the peak.

After seeing this scene, An Zheng couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.

In the midst of the sword-like peaks, a red light suddenly flashed. The crystal coffin, which had been sealed, suddenly opened, and the sleeping middle-aged man inside disappeared after a long roar.

The Cangman Mountain, where the Phantom World lived for a long time, was not less than thousands of miles away from the Yan Kingdom, but the red light flashed in a flash, as if crossing the void.

In the red light, the dignified-looking middle-aged man reached out and grabbed down: "The stone spirit belongs to me, spare you from death." ”

In Fanggu City, the face of the old Taoist above the light and shadow changed suddenly: "The demon is not dead?!"

He raised his other hand to resist, and the two big palms met in mid-air, followed by a storm that swept through the entire Fanggu City, and I don't know how many houses collapsed and how many people were buried under the rubble.

The old Taoist snorted, and his figure became faint.

The middle-aged man grabbed the stone spirit in his hand, and then the red light flashed, and he didn't know where he went.

After the stone spirit disappeared, Tan Song's face became ugly: "Is this the heavens not helping me?!"

He shouted, and went straight to the Heavenly Pole Hall with the flowing maple knife: "Even if I am the only one left, I will kill you!"

The old Taoist who was about to disappear sighed: "It's also an obsessive person, it's just that, I can't catch that stone spirit, I'll catch you first." ”

As soon as he grabbed the void, Tan Song's body was suddenly frozen in mid-air, like a stone statue and could not move. Many Ouchi guards rushed over, and a burst of crossbows shot over, and countless blood holes were immediately shot out of Tan Song's body.

He squirted a mouthful of blood, and still said to himself: "God won't help me...... Heaven won't help me!"