Shenlingzi incarnated as Shenjun, and the Shinto catalogue became one, and the golden light on his body was as brilliant as a big saying, and every inch of his body was covered with seal characters.

This Shinto catalogue is made by Shen Lingzi exhausted his efforts and using up all kinds of precious materials, and each seal in the array condenses his Shinto Taoist intentions, engraved with Shinto Taoist patterns, and is a hundred times stronger than Shen Huizi's Shinto diagram.

Now the Shinto Atlas is fused with the Divine Spirit Son, and he is incarnated into the Shinto Divine Monarch, and his power is multiplied several times.

"Zi Luan, the old man has incarnated as the Divine Monarch, you have no hope of victory at all, the old man makes you understand why the Divine Sect can survive in the 100,000 Great Mountains......" The Divine Spirit Zi's mouth let out a rolling thunder sound, and one after another golden light exploded, resounding throughout the void.

The two fists pushed suddenly, and two fierce fist winds roared through, and the golden light pushed hundreds of meters across like golden waves, squeezing the purple sea fiercely. And the two fists suddenly descended on the purple sea, and the purple sea was violently exploded, and two huge golden fists raged in the purple sea, exploding towards Zi Luan.

An extremely dangerous aura enveloped Zi Luan, Zi Luan's eyes were solemn, a touch of purple light flipped, but then it was as firm as iron, chirping, flapping his wings, and suddenly the purple light on his body was flourishing, and Zi Luan rose three feet, and then Zi Luan suddenly burned, and in an instant, Zi Luan's whole body was burning with purple flames.

Chirp!

Zi Luan let out a high-pitched cry, the purple flames on his body burned more and more, the void burned under the purple flames, and pieces of space debris burned and melted. At the same time, an extremely strange and terrifying aura was spreading, and the source of this aura was Zi Luan.

Zi Luan's wings fanned, and a purple flame immediately formed a purple flame storm, which became bigger and bigger in the purple sea, and the purple flame storm burned the purple sea, and at the same time strengthened itself.

The purple flame storm swirled the purple sea and stirred the space.

Suddenly, the Purple Flame Storm and the golden fists collided together, and two amazing powers exploded instantly.

The Purple Flame Storm was blasted, and the golden fists were also repulsed.

Looking at the burning purple sea and the purple luan that exuded a dangerous and strange aura, the god spirit son stepped slowly, the huge body of the god monarch, every step on the void and the void trembled, and spider web-like cracks appeared under the soles of the feet, and every step was a boundless momentum condensation, making people tremble.

Looking at the approaching Divine Spirit Son, Zi Luan's eyes were full of firmness, looking in the direction of the Divine Sect, the purple light in his eyes turned into purple flames, and he was full of longing, and he was shouting in his heart that he must get it.

"Return to the source fruit, I must get it, only by reversing the source bloodline can I break the shackles of fate and no longer be bound. No more being forced to do things you don't like. It's not about living according to someone else's wishes. ”

She knew that the god spirit son who incarnated as a god monarch was too strong. She couldn't beat her. But a faith sustains her and gives her boundless courage.

Is there endless desire and determination in the eyes, or is this the last battle, and I got the return fruit, and it's just that. If you can't get it, it seems that there is only one way to die.

Purple flames rose on Zi Luan's body, and the purple rays burning in the endless purple sea were distorted, and countless purple purple Luans appeared in the purple sea, but the eyes were godless, needless to say, they were only transformed by purple rays. Each of these purple luans is three meters, densely spread all over the purple sea, there are too many, and for a while, the sound of birdsong in the purple sea resounded all over the world.

At the same time, Zi Luan shouted towards the fifty demon kings.

"The Divine Spirit Son is dragged by me, you lead the demon clan to break the Divine Sect and find the treasure for me. ”

"Yes, Ancestor Ziluan. The faces of the fifty big demons were suddenly overjoyed, and they were all gearing up, and they were about to have a good fight.

Thousands of demon clans gathered at the same time and roared towards the Divine Sect, one by one extremely excited. Ziluan Ancestor's words were undoubtedly stimulants, and he rushed towards the Divine Sect one by one as if he was beating chicken blood.

Pieces of demon clouds condensed again, and this demon cloud moved extremely quickly towards the Divine Sect.

The mountain gate of the Divine Sect has been shattered, and every place in all directions can enter the Divine Sect. For a while, the demon clan broke through from all directions, vowing to attack inside.

"You're looking for death. Shen Lingzi's pupils widened, and the corners of his eyes cracked. Watching the men being besieged to death by familiar demon beasts one by one, a sadness welled up in his heart, but even more anger, he roared and punched the demon clan.

A purple phantom flashed, and the boundless purple flame burned in the void, and the strange ability in the purple flame that could even burn the void stopped the god spirit son at once. No matter how the Divine Spirit Son broke through, Zi Luan was still clinging to the skin like a plaster, dragging the Divine Spirit Son's footsteps.

Roar! Shen Lingzi was furious and stood with Zi Luan. The golden light on his body is extremely strong, and the momentum is also condensed to the extreme, and every blow is a blow with all his strength. He wants to solve Ziluan as soon as possible, and then go to rescue the sect.

The number of demon clans is extremely large, and the number is several times that of the monks of the Divine Sect. And there are also fifty powerful demons, in just a dozen seconds, the demon clan monks rose up, and in the blink of an eye, several peaks of the entire Divine Sect were blown up, as if they had been completely plowed over. One by one, the deep pits were dug out of the Divine Sect, and the buildings collapsed one after another.

Everywhere there were traces of fire, ice, poisonous gas, sword marks.

The bricks and tiles are broken, and the ruins and walls are broken, as if this place has experienced a catastrophe, and it is a mess.

Moreover, after a demon cloud, the corpses of the Divine Sect monks were left behind. Among them, there are also two Divine Sect elders who have fallen.

Soon the demon clan attacked the Divine Sect, and every demon clan went crazy looking for the Returning Fruit. Demon cultivators rummaged through every building. Everywhere he went, every inch of the land was turned by demonic power, like ploughing. Within the Divine Sect, all the valuable things were looted and taken away. Not a single tile is left. The demon spirit above the Divine Sect is soaring, and the demon wind is rolling.

Shen Xingzi and the three elders retreated to the sect master's hall with the only remaining sect members, relying on another formation in the main hall to maintain it with difficulty.

But with the joint efforts of the demon cultivators, I'm afraid it won't be long before they are stationed.

At the same time, Yuan Lin, who was in the blue sea room, already knew that the demon clan had attacked the Divine Sect, and the entire Divine Sect was in chaos, and the Divine Spirit Son and the Divine Huizi were suppressed. The Divine Sect was greatly damaged, and the disciples fell too much. Even if you stick to it in the end, you will definitely be injured. Retreat to third-rate strength.

The stuffiness in Yuan Lin's chest suddenly dissipated, it was too enjoyable. He really wanted to see the faces of Shenlingzi and Shenhuizi Tieqing now.

However, there was more important things to do, and he rushed out of the blue sea room and flew at full speed in the direction of the Divine Sect Treasure Pavilion.

According to Bi Hai's memory, there are countless treasures in the Divine Sect's Treasure Pavilion, precious spirit essences, rare ores, and magic weapons of various levels. There is even a large amount of exercises stored inside.

This time, Yuan Lin wanted to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the treasure pavilion and steal all the treasures of the Divine Sect. Let the god Lingzi feel distressed to death.

Losing the Treasure Pavilion, the Divine Sect is the real vitality of the Great Injury, and the injury is complete.

The location of the treasure pavilion is located in the back mountain of the Divine Sect. At the same time, there was also a formation to cover up, and ordinary monks could not find the location of the treasure pavilion at all.

Yuan Lin flew through the Divine Sect, and there was nothing special about it. Countless demon clans in the entire Divine Sect were fighting and searching everywhere. He's just a very ordinary person.

Naturally, it will not attract the attention of the strong.

However, the further you go to the back mountain, there are fewer buildings you pass by, and the number of demon clans decreases. Yuan Lin's appearance here is particularly conspicuous.

When Yuan Lin passed by a pavilion, suddenly thirteen rays of light flashed from all directions, and more than a dozen Divine Sect monks stood in the void and formed a circle, enveloping Yuan Lin inside.

Yuan Lin glanced at it, these thirteen monks were all in the Dan stage.

Among the thirteen monks, a strong man in the late stage of the Yudan held a narrow war knife in his hand, the sword flashed with fiery red, and the knife body was still flowing with extreme magma, the magma was boiling, and there were fire snakes swimming among them. This sword is a superb spiritual weapon.

It's too extravagant, it's just a monk in the late stage of Yudan, and he has a superb spiritual weapon. In other words, this Divine Sect is also generous.

The strong man's sword went straight at Yuan Lin, and his face flashed with a fierce light. He shouted, "The bold demon dares to break into my Divine Sect and look for death." ”

The other twelve monks took out magic weapons one after another, and the lowest magic weapon in each of their hands was a low-grade spiritual weapon, and a monk in the late stage of Yudan also held a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

The spiritual weapons that exuded a strong aura were full of greed in Yuan Lin's eyes.

"Haha, Yuan Lin boy, this is a spiritual weapon sent to the door, don't do it in vain. Since someone gives it to you, you can take it. The old man smiled, as if someone had really sent a magic weapon.

Yuan Lin smiled slightly, and the martial arts will poured out from his body, and the surging martial arts power swept out, immediately enveloping the thirteen knot monks.

"Since it is a treasure sent to the door, this king will accept it with a smile. Hand over your storage bags and the spiritual weapons in your hands, and this king will not destroy your souls. Yuan Lin smiled indifferently, his mind moved, and the boundless martial arts power diffused out, and a lonely and self-respecting domineering power extended from the martial arts power, devouring the surrounding space, giving great pressure to the thirteen monks.

What? Thirteen Jie Dan Monks, I didn't expect a Dan demon to be surrounded, and it was every Jiedan monk who was above him in cultivation. Unashamedly said such a bold word, the thirteen monks immediately became furious, one by one, their breaths were scattered, and the magic weapons in their hands were ready to move, and they were determined to crush Yuan Lin's bones and scatter ashes.

It also destroys the soul, so vicious. It's really something that only the demon clan can do. But in the end, destroying your soul makes these monks think. All the monks secretly said in their hearts. Catching Yuan Lin knew that his soul must be destroyed.

Then, when Yuan Lin's martial arts power enveloped the thirteen monks, a great coercion pressed on his body, and the whole person seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and it was a little difficult to breathe. The kind of solitary sky and lonely place in the momentum, only I am not lonely. The sky is high and the earth is thick, and the supreme domineering of the only one shatters their hearts.

The eyes that looked at Yuan Lin changed in unison, it was terrifying, this terrifying power they had only felt in the sect elders and sect masters, like a flat boat in the sea, let the waves beat, crumbling, and want to sink to the bottom of the sea.

(To be continued)