The 100,000 talismans turned into the most splendid transformation, illuminating the surrounding sky for thousands of miles, the earth was also trembling, and the entire Drunken Soul Sect's Protector Sect Array was even more shaky.

"One hundred thousand!"

Whether it was the two sides involved in the war or the many strong people who watched the battle from afar, they were shocked by the Zhang family's handwriting.

The spectacular picture made the cobweb-like rift in the void unrecoverable for a long time.

One hundred thousand runes is not one hundred thousand, but one hundred thousand runes that can fluctuate against the Sect Protector Array of the Drunken Soul Sect, which used to be nine Heavenly Gate monks.

"Miscalculated, the courage of the Zhang family is more decisive than we imagined."

"Once you can't take the Drunken Soul Sect, then the Zhang family will also decline because of it, and you can make a move at one time, 100,000 talismans."

The sky was so spectacular that even the great sun disappeared, leaving only colorful brilliance shining in various visions.

Even the violent spiritual power tides between heaven and earth have created dozens of strange places, and for thousands of years, a large number of special spiritual objects may be born in those places.

Everyone felt the ruthlessness of the Zhang family, and if they didn't succeed, they became benevolent.

And this four-story low-rise building, which could finally decide the ownership of the war, attracted the fierce gaze of several people.

The Tianmen male cultivator Purple Void Fairy who retreated into the low tower also died, and the two of them were one after the other, and the time of death was more than one breath.

"Who did they listen to when they appeared out there?"

The shock and horror in Zhang Yuxian's eyes still did not dissipate, and he came back to his senses a moment ago and looked at the old man next to him, smiling bitterly and shaking his head.

He Lunpeng looked at the eight figures and said without irony.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the magpie's nest must be re-tinkered.

"Wu Daoyou, you miscalculated, that golden lotus, I'm afraid they will have to solve it."

Tens of thousands of monks belonging to the Zhang family rushed towards this complete mountain gate, and the eight Heavenly Gates inside the Drunken Soul Sect finally moved.

"Today, you will avenge these hundreds of thousands of fellow cultivators."

At that moment, the sky collapsed, and a hideous crack spread under the small formation of the Drunken Soul Sect, and the thousands of large formations that formed the small formation instantly shattered, and before the spread of Mars at the point-

A four-story tower fell into my hands, and I laughed at a few people, and by the time the eight of them reacted, there was no fire around them.

The battle under the battlefield of the Drunken Soul Sect above is broken, and for both sides, every enemy they see behind them represents a small amount of spirit stones and resources.

"Fight!"

Zhang Yuxian whispered, and he avoided planting golden lotus, and I really didn't say it to the other party, I wanted to plant golden lotus and take the initiative to show flaws.

"In order to prevent them from killing high-ranking people indiscriminately, your battlefield is still bad outside there."

"Especially in the four-story low tower, I only don't have forty percent of the strength of the body on the first floor, and the seventh layer is not forty percent, and the eighth layer is also considered ten into ten, and it can only be regarded as four into four, but on the seventh layer, my strength has been greatly improved to eleven percent of the upper one."

The bounded flames turned into pitch-white ashes in the eyes of several people, and the world was pitch white.

The flames spread down from the lowest floor, as if they were about to flood the entire four-story low tower, but each time, the speed became faster and faster, and this flame became more and more enchanting.

Planting nasturtiums is indeed done like that.

In the surrounding flames, He Lunpeng walked out.

An old man in a snow-white robe landed beside He Lunpeng and helped him up, and a more precious pill in his hand was stuffed into the former's mouth.

"It's not interesting, there is Wu Daozi of the Weizong Sect, the redundant Xuehe of the Qinglian redundant family, and the Qiao Lingyu of the Qiao family of the Haoqi Tianhe."

"Drag it up, and you'll be the one who wins."

"Look at you, but you're going to die, what about his soldiers?"

Yes, everything was the beginning.

"The white dragon is dead!"

"It's possible!"

"It's his Zhang family, who has been killing all these years, but he wants to be the enemy of Zhu Shao's fellow Daoists?"

The Immortal Gilt Fire Spirit Heaven turned the armor into a layer of phantom shadow and covered it under the quasi-immortal armor under him, and four hundred and forty-four heavenly soldiers blocked the surrounding void, and the furious flames smashed down from the four heavens.

Rumble!!!

The eight Heavenly Gates, whose attributes occupy the eight kinds of Golden Fire and Earth, are frequent, but they can block the offensive of the Golden Lotus.

That time, the flames were even colder, and it must have been said that the flames after that were like those in an illusory mural, so now, the flames were less real, real burning.

Killing one can allow us to cultivate to break through the realm, killing ten can allow us to break through the bottleneck in the middle of the second and middle periods, killing seventy or eighty, and we will use too much worry about resources in ten years.

"Just them?"

"Heavenly fire, there is a pole!"

"Kill!"

"To deal with you, too?"

On that battlefield, I was the only one, but I was afraid of the eight people on the other side.

"A sword!"

The old man surnamed Wu laughed twice, "Planting golden lotus, there are no words that can be said nonsense, and some people can also kill indiscriminately, have you had a bad relationship with the Drunken Soul Sect for thousands of years, and now what is the intention of his Zhang family to attack the Drunken Soul Sect?" ”

Until now, the flames have not spread to the seventh layer, and there are low towers without any light, suspended in the sky at this moment, so that many people can not help but guess, until a certain moment, a voice in the void erupted in anger.

Zhang Shenling looked at the eight people fiercely.

From the first to the seventh, the sea of fire spread for half an hour, and from the seventh to the eighth, it took a full eight quarters of an hour.

Zhang Yuxian, who was dressed in quasi-immortal armor, turned into a thousand-zhang giant spirit god, holding a mountain-opening axe spirit treasure, and in the convergence of thousands of flames, he slashed towards the small array below.

Even if the first love is Huo Yanyu, the suppression of the cultivation is playing, but we are opening the gate of heaven, and the monk who also controls the void is quietly dragged to the outside.

"A few people came from afar, and a certain greeting is Zhou."

"You ...... All of them were defeated down there, and they were all the same Heavenly Gate, and that kind of golden lotus was more terrible than the eight of you. ”

The purple-gold light fell under the four-story low tower, and the violently vibrating low tower did not burst into flames, and a figure with more than half of its body fell out, and the bright red blood and the wound that had not left me had not turned into pitch-white ashes.

Everything that the high-level cultivators wanted could be obtained from the blood of the disciples of the Drunken Soul Sect, and the low-level cultivators were also intentionally fighting in the Gu.

"My strength...... Very weak. ”

Eight illusory heavenly gates loomed in the void, and the terrifying coercion made the aura of that heaven and earth much quieter.

"The two of you, it's still time to take care of the child, let's solve the Zhang family first."

The clouds in the sky had already been dispelled by the power of 100,000 talismans, but at this moment, a large number of crimson clouds strangely appeared to converge into a sea, and above the sea of clouds, thousands of heavenly soldiers looked down indifferently, and after an order, they launched a charge.

"Kill you and they'll be able to get out!"

"When did I transfer the void around me?" The eight people were shocked, knowing when we appeared inside this big tower from the sky of the Drunken Soul Sect in the Inner Realm.

So young man, the most eye-catching thing in the Zhang family is not the soldiers brought by immortal arts, they are afraid of death and are weaker than after death, it must be the Purple Moon Immortal King's Mansion, and they know that there are many people who are making up their minds.

Between breaths, the surrounding sea of fire was replaced by white darkness, and before breathing again, the crimson flames illuminated the white darkness again.

The breath is visibly broken, and the vitality in the body is also reshaping the arms and chests that have disappeared.

"It's going to be grandiose." The golden lotus looked around, laughed hotly, and in the sea of fire, a figure walked out.

Kill enough seventy people, we can not break away from the Zhang family and establish a big family, kill a hundred people, Huo Yanyu will definitely risk fighting in the Jedi again.

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the flames from all sides came to life and danced at the eight people.

"Four thousand years later, you have been the sect master and the Drunken Soul Sect master for eight months, and the disciples became Taoist couples, a thousand years later, the Drunken Soul Sect and you have a covenant for the sect to be broken for generations, eight thousand years later, the relationship between the two sects is worried, and now the Drunken Soul Sect is in trouble, how can you sit idly by?"

Hearing such an answer, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked over here, just right, He Lunpeng also looked at the tower with his hand.

"Zhang Yuxian of Guyue Mountain, the White Dragon Daoist of the Four Dragons Palace, and the Purple Void Fairy of Xingefang City, the eight of them, do they have the strength to keep the Drunken Soul Sect."

"The armor under me is the spiritual treasure of Qingyi, and it doesn't have the blessing of this immortal art, so it's also good to let me fight eight people with a heavenly gate."

We sat back and watched the small array being broken because of our self-confidence, but also because we definitely wanted to occupy the Drunken Soul Sect, and what we needed was that it should be a broken sect.

In the inner realm, Shiduo's eyes were fixed on the four-story low tower, watching the crimson flames burn from the top layer and spread from the front to the seventh layer.

In the midst of the fire, He Lunpeng walked out, "Old rules, kill you, or be killed by you." ”

The golden light bloomed, and a sword split the edged flames, and the golden lotus was also slashed by the combined efforts of the eight people a moment ago.

When I reached the seventh layer, it took an hour to fall in love and retreat to the seventh layer,......

"Or are there eight of them, and they didn't participate in some things back then?"

"That seventh layer is only forty percent of your strength, don't let you down too much."

"Brother Huo, what's the situation?"

"Since they have given up their future identities, even if you kill them, there is nothing bad to say about others."

In the instant confrontation of the Heavenly Gate Realm, it was the eight Heavenly Gate Monks who fell into the upper hand, and the answer was only accepted by the eight people, and the few eyes in the distance also expressed shock.

If you can kill a Huo Yanyu, you can get a new Huo Yanyu's resources.

A purple-gold beam of light, from thousands of miles away, rushed directly towards the battlefield of the Drunken Soul Sect, and the speed of the Tianmen Realm was absolutely unimaginable, but even so, in the process of flying, the heart of the Tianmen Realm also sank to the bottom.

"I only heard that the strength of the two people of the Zhang family is beyond the abnormality, and they love to fight across a heavenly gate, and I think ......"

The transparent 'eggshell' that shrouded the entire Drunken Soul Sect Sect Mountain Range burned.

"What's going on out there?"

In the sea of fire, the eight people looked at each other, it was wrong, and it was the most direct and ineffective way and purpose to kill each other.

The voice of the old man surnamed Wu echoed in the void, and in the distance, the figures of the two cultivators who were also in the Eightfold Heavenly Gate appeared, and landed in the eight directions of the Golden Lotus, looking at me warmly.

"Am I not their confidence?"

Rumble!!!

"The inheritance and heritage of the Zhang family are not abnormal."