As the sun set, the blood-stained Xixuan Village, with its terrible screams, resounded through the sky, breaking the silence of the border wilderness for many years.

The golden pine needles, with a peerless edge, pierced the heads, chests, and internal organs of those people, bringing out large pieces of flying blood flowers, staining the land of Xuancun red. Some pine needles, when piercing into the bodies of these people's gods, flew out directly with the remnants that were instantly defeated, and fell into the mountains and forests several miles away.

This kind of scene is shocking and makes everyone's soul tremble. It's terrifying, this divine tree has taken so many lives with a slight movement of divine might.

"The glitz of all worlds, a nothingness!

A sect elder who turned nine turns of Jindan shouted, he was robbed of one of his arms in the previous pine needle catastrophe, and his face turned pale with pain.

He knew that the current situation was urgent, so he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and squirted his essence blood on the Dao Yi rune. A curtain of pure white light rose from the horizon and turned into a huge bell jar, enveloping the few people left behind in the catastrophe, as if forming a chaotic realm. Countless pine needles hit this large white bell, all of which were dissolved by its secret power, as if they had entered a labyrinth.

Eventually, all the pine needles disappeared, and the arrows as thin as a hair disappeared. They were all teleported dozens of miles away by this strange Dao intent in a way that distorted space. There was a rumbling roar in the distance, shattering several stone mountains.

The people of Xintiandi counted the number of people, and this catastrophe caused by pine needles actually took nearly ninety percent of their people. It made them all angry and hateful. You must know that this time Xintiandi has poured two-thirds of the power of the sect here. And now, in two-thirds of them. Nine adults were robbed. It is undoubtedly a huge loss to the sect.

These people were angry. At the same time, I was deeply shocked by the scene in front of me!

"Who the hell is it? You can actually manipulate this sacred tree!"

"No, let's do our best, don't hold back!

Everyone whispered, the ghost-faced man floating in the air was really unexpectedly powerful, and he also had a light battle in his hand that symbolized supreme power, and could control this sacred tree. This is tantamount to mastering a big killing weapon, which is even more powerful than a divine soldier.

At this moment, inside the huge bell jar. Screams continued. It turned out that in this land shrouded by a huge bell shroud, the seed of the sacred tree had been planted a long time ago. When these people thought they had escaped, they suddenly sprouted and grew, and secretly attacked. All of a sudden, nearly half of them were slaughtered, further damaging the remaining combat strength.

"Gather all the strength of the Dao Talisman, call on the sect master to come with a virtual body, and bring the supreme treasure of the sect, it is bound to get rid of this demon here!" This is just the beginning. The losses were so devastating.

They asked themselves to be Tianjiao, the oldest generation, who were selected from the region. He even practiced penance in the Heavenly Domain for a hundred years. Whether it was in the past, or in the near future, how could there have ever been such a depravity as today? Xintiandi, which had a hundred years of savings, was finally annihilated in the hands of an aborigine, and if this kind of thing came out, I don't know how many scattered cultivators who were still lurking in the heavenly domain would laugh off their big teeth.

Of course, some people are excited, and some people are quiet. Because the power of this natives has been unexpected, if they are not eliminated today, it also indicates that in the future, they will also encounter great trouble.

"Whew!"

The golden light was shining, magnificent, and inside the huge bell jar, all the people of Xintiandi injected all their spiritual power, making a picture scroll unfold. It depicts a fierce tiger, as tall as a mountain, covered in scales and armor, and its claws are like hooks.

This picture scroll is simple and extraordinary, and I know that this is a broken ancient artifact. And it's much more powerful than the original artifact in the northern island of the southern country, and it's a large fragment of a divine weapon, which can exert eighty percent of its power.

Zhuo Yifan was not surprised by the appearance of this picture scroll, the people in Xintiandi were originally regional monks, and it was not surprising to get any treasures there and bring them to Tianyu.

"Hah!"

Everyone roared, biting their fingertips, infecting the entire palm of their hands with essence blood, and slapping it towards the back of the scroll, and finally this huge tiger jumped out of the scroll!

It has fangs, antlers, and a pair of bony wings stuck in its back. Zhuo Yifan read through the way of Tianyan and recognized at a glance that this was a roaring tiger, a prehistoric beast in the primeval period. Although it is not as powerful as the gods, it has the power to destroy the world at every turn, but it is also fierce and abnormal, and even the demon gods dare not provoke lightly.

"Nothingness helps me, the Divine Scroll unfolds!Sealing Technique—Eyeing the Tiger!" Seeing that the time was ripe, everyone in Xintiandi shouted in unison.

"Roar!"

This roaring tiger pounced, his breath was wild, and the Dao Talisman and essence blood sacrificed by Xintiandi brought out the eight-point power of this primeval picture scroll to the fullest.

Zhuo Yifan stared at this roaring tiger, and did not use the staff of the Holy Spirit to manipulate the Divine Tree to deal with it, because it was too expensive, it was just to deal with a small tiger, and it was really not worth using such a big battle. What's more, this tiger is not a real roaring tiger, but a fake tiger burned by the ancient gods with divine thoughts, and it is fierce. But when it comes to real strength, it's far worse than the real tiger.

A picture scroll was exhibited, and the evil light of the netherworld overflowed and flew away, this is the picture scroll made by Zhuo Yifan himself, and the picture on it is a Nine Hells Devouring Sky Python!

The hearts of everyone in Xintiandi who saw this strange picture scroll trembled, and the next moment, the ghost-faced man in the void shook his hand, and there was an extra paintbrush, and he dotted two strokes on the empty eyes of this monster, and drew two eyes.

"Whew!"

He patted it gently, and suddenly the Nine Hells Devouring Python in the picture scroll flew out and rushed forward, and the body of the python as big as a mountain instantly wrapped around the Roaring Sky Tiger, and it was wrapped around and around, and there was a tight friction sound.

"Roar!"

The Roaring Sky Tiger is furious, although the strength is superior, but the Demon Pupil of the Nine Hells Devouring Sky Python, the moment they look at each other, the end of failure is already doomed.

"It's ...... Nine Hells Devouring Sky Python!" The vast majority of the remaining people in the new world recognized it. One by one, their faces were shocked.

The "Roaring ......" Demon Pupil was terrifying, shocking the soul, and the Roaring Sky Tiger was completely stunned and stiffened, and his whole body could not move, so he could only let the wild python on his body ravage wantonly.

Zhuo Yifan's face was expressionless, looking at this scene fixedly, with a wave of the scepter in his hand, an immeasurable divine light erupted, and the power of the beast Dao suddenly blessed the Nine Hells Devouring Sky Python, making its strength soar!

"Collect!" The people of Xintiandi did not dare to continue, and hurriedly ordered it to be withdrawn, otherwise this artifact would be destroyed by the other party. (To be continued......)