The vitality is vertical and horizontal, and the supernatural powers are wanton.

In this plain, there are not many people who are qualified to intervene in the battle.

The high priest of the Holy See of Light has this qualification, and Zhang Xiaodao under the statue also has this qualification!

The gods suddenly burst open as the high priest stood up, and a strong smell of blood instantly spread throughout the plain, but what people saw was not the arrival of the demon god, but a man who radiated light from the inside out.

The high priest's face is no longer ordinary, because the skin is almost transparent, and the facial features are extremely profound, not only sharp and angular, but also handsome, giving people a sense of amazement that this person should not exist in the world, but with solemnity and sacredness, like a god of light!

When Liu Yichen changed his bones, the light power in his body was not pure, and the realm completely relied on the light bones to climb, while the high priest was different.

The high priest was already the pinnacle of the world, the power of light in his body was extremely pure, and he believed in the doctrine of light taught by his predecessor, and he was extremely compatible with the bones of light.

This change of bones has brought him a change that is naturally not only in his appearance. The earth-shaking changes in the body continue after the explosion of the gods!

People take bone as their root, and although bone replacement will not change their thinking mode, the body structure will naturally be derived from it is no longer ordinary.

The high priest felt that the blood, kidneys, muscles, and muscles in his body were tempered by light.

An unprecedented powerful feeling filled his body and mind, he slowly raised his eyes, and two pure beams of light shot out, and the faces of the people on the plain changed drastically, as if there was infinite coercion on the top of people's heads.

The ruffian closest to the High Priest retreated at this time, setting off a tornado wind.

The expression of the senior brother in the middle of the air changed. Without sparing any more hands, a candle flame suddenly ignited on the tip of the sword!

The candle flame is the magic power of the senior brother, not the magic power that destroys the world and destroys the world. It doesn't seem to be powerful, but only Shao Donghua can feel it, as long as it is stained with a trace of this candle flame, it will be burned to ashes!

Shao Donghua let go of Li Zizhi's sword and fell suddenly!

After the Sword of the Nine Heavens broke free from its restraints, it took a sharp turn, and the High Priest raised his hand. Hold up a light!

The sword disappeared into the light without a trace, but there was not a trace of ripples, and at this time, Shao Donghua also returned to the ground strongly. Like a meteorite, it smashed into Asceticism and Li Zizhi!

Li Zizhi raised his eyes, and the ten thousand flying swords were dense in the air.

Shao Donghua tiptoed a little, the flying sword group disappeared, and he bent his legs and landed on the ground. The majestic vitality turned the soil under his feet into a huge deep pit!

A change in a flash. It's like a storm.

Everyone on the Sheng Tang side felt that the high priest was already half a step heavenly!

At this time, even if Li Yi was coming from afar, Sheng Tang was already weak, and the comparison on paper was completely defeated by the other party!

The top force of the half-step Heavenly and Human Realm composed of high priests, ascetics, and Shao Donghua should sweep the world! Even if their enemy is the Tang Dynasty!

Above the northern city walls, few people can see the situation, and the mother-in-law. Wang Luohan, the immeasurable monk and other masters naturally knew it. The face is naturally difficult to see the extreme.

If it is just an ascetic and Shao Donghua, Mr. Li knows that he should have the ability to fight with one enemy and two, although he dare not say that he will win, but he will never lose!

But the high priest has now succeeded in changing bones, even if Mr. Li knows that his divine power is unparalleled, it is difficult to defeat one against three, and the defeat of the Tang Dynasty seems to be inevitable.

Zhang Xiaodao naturally had the vision to see the situation in front of him, he took a deep breath, and understood that although he could alleviate the battle situation with the rule of time at this time, it was too difficult to defeat the other party, and what he had to do was still to break the shackles of space with his mind.

At that time, whether he has the ability to rescue the barefoot monk or not, there is no doubt that Zhang Xiaodao, who has a strong heart, can appear in this battlefield as a top combat force.

Not long ago, it seemed like he had been dreaming for a short time, but he had already climbed half of the rocky mountain, and the only reason why he withdrew from the dream was because his mind was still not firm enough.

But now, no matter what, Sheng Tang is already in danger, he has to do this, not under life and death, his mind is naturally firm.

Zhang Xiaodao only stood up for half a moment, and then sat down cross-legged again, looked at the Divine Monument, there were no distracting thoughts in his eyes, and fell asleep again.

Zhang Xiaodao's legs were like pouring lead, and beads of sweat were sprinkled like beans, and he didn't hesitate and began to climb up.

Every step, the invisible pressure of space will bend in his body.

After only three steps, Zhang Xiaodao could no longer lift his waist, and his body was completely lying on the rock, using his hands and feet together, but it was like a turtle.

After Zhang Xiaodao settled again, the battle on the plain still did not stop.

Whether it is asceticism, high priesthood, or Shao Donghua, they are all dragons among men!

At this time, they naturally will not hinder their face, continue to have a duel, what they have to do is extremely simple, is to join forces to kill Li Zizhi, this Shengjing City will be broken!

Li knew that he naturally understood his current situation, but he was not afraid, and a warm smile appeared on his cheeks.

Li Zizhi's smile is naturally very strange for this battlefield today.

Not far in front of him, the high priest with a beam of light all over his body, Shao Donghua, whose body was like steel, looked indifferent in the center, but he had no intention of extremely powerful asceticism, and he was already side by side!

Although Senior Brother Lust and Frost Er have returned to Li Zizhi's side, this is by no means the reason for Li Zizhi's smile!

The sun was in full bloom, and the plains were scarred and sore.

Li Zizhi stood in front of Shengjing City, facing the sun and the breeze, and inserted the broad-bladed long sword in his hand into the soil in front of him.

There was no mutation, and the sharp blade shredded the tiny clods of dirt in an instant, without even bringing up a trace of dust!

As Li Zizhi's wife, Hanshuang'er stood quietly behind him,

Li Zizhi opened his arms, and his coat slipped into the palm of Frost'er's hand, revealing a strong suit.

Picking up the thin coat, Frost Frost came behind Li Zizhi, carefully coiled his long hair, and then used the sword-like angular but already looked extremely old iron hairpin through the hair.

Li Zizhi's smile was still on his face, he glanced at Frost, said hard, then locked his eyes on the ascetic three, and said lightly: "Actually, as early as last year, I have endured this city for a long time!"

Everyone naturally knew that Li Zizhi was talking about the barefoot monk's fierce battle!

Li Zizhi pulled out the broad-bladed long sword, and there was no more nonsense, the tip of the sword pointed at the three of them, and shouted: "Come to fight!"

It's just two simple words, but it resounded like thunder!

The monstrous battle intent filled people's ears, and those who cultivated to be weaker immediately spurted blood from their mouths, and their hearts were cold, and those who did not reach the fate of the Xuan suddenly looked dizzy, and the cold hair exploded, even if they arrived at the strong of the Xuan realm, they trembled, and the panic in their hearts could not help but rush to their minds.

The 40,000 golden knights of the Western Regions turned over on their backs, and the long knives in the hands of the Great Wilderness swordsmen hummed incessantly.

The whole plain was only under this loud shout, and there were many mutations!

Li Zizhi knows that one person and one sword, proudly standing under the Shengjing City, the sword is pointed at the three supreme powerhouses, not weak at all, but he has won in momentum!

The roar of the whole city was heard from above the northern city wall, rushing into the sky!

The sky was clear, the sunlight seemed to fade, and only the broad-bladed longsword in his hand still emitted a sudden light, as if he couldn't wait.

Asceticism seems to have met Li Zizhi for the first time, and although he and Li Zizhi were enemies, they were also friends. When he lived under the same roof for a long time in the Western Regions, Li Zizhi was extremely angry, although he never spoke and did things in a tone, but he had his own elegant style!

At this time, Li Zizhi completely subverted the image in the ascetic heart, and he didn't know it!

The high priest's heart was awe-inspiring, and he was already full of confidence after the bone change, but seeing that Li knew at this time, the very confidence in his heart had dissipated for some reason.

Among the three, only Shao Donghua was calm in his heart.

Because he is too familiar with Li Zizhi who looks like this in front of him!

The first emperor Yue Dingwang once commented that Li Zizhi had ten thousand books in his heart, elegant and elegant, a sword in his hand, and angry eyes at the heroes of the world!

Although King Yue Ding is only a martial artist, poetry and poetry have never been his strong point, and this short comment is not a poem, it cannot be called a word, but it simply and directly describes the two sides of Li Zizhi!

Li Zizhi is a typical Tang Dynasty person, and he never lacks the hysteria that swells up in the heart of the Tang Dynasty people when they face a strong enemy.

At this time, he shouted vigorously and pointed at his sword, not only was he high-spirited, but the battle intent that had been brewing for a long time in his heart finally erupted like a volcanic eruption!

I don't know if Zhang Xiaodao felt the power from the Tang Dynasty in his dream, he was still some distance away from the top of the mountain, he propped up his body, and sweated like pulp.

Zhang Xiaodao admits that it is not difficult for him to endure hardship, but he has never been so bitter in this life.

He didn't know if the internal organs in his body were displaced, but he was sure that a large amount of blood was squeezed out of his body with each step.

The blood in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose had been mixed with sweat, blurring on the cheeks and neck.

The pain of bones as if they were about to be crushed to pieces is simply unbearable for ordinary people, let alone moving their bodies!

However, Zhang Xiaodao moved forward again under both internal and external injuries, every time he wriggled like an insect, ugly and abnormal, but he was moving, he was climbing the peak!

Even though he was crawling slowly, he was still trying.

Under this repetition, fainting, waking up, and suffering endless pain, Zhang Xiaodao was very sure that he couldn't even lift a finger, let alone notice that his wriggling had dragged a bright blood mark on the rock mountain, and he was still climbing, and he didn't know where he got the strength.

Time passed, Zhang Xiaodao in the process of climbing, the sharp edge of the stone under his body cut his belly, the large intestine and small intestine seemed to be scattered to the ground, he hurriedly used one hand to support these bloody and blurred organs, as if he could no longer feel the pain, but without a trace of strength to make any movements.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the peak, which seemed not to be far away, with a painful look.

His faith seems to be about to collapse, or maybe Nirvana will be reborn! (To be continued......