"Suppression!"

One of the Holy Sons flew up, slapped with his big hand, attracted the Nine Prisons Dragon King Ding, and suppressed it directly towards He Jiangxiu.

At the same time, the other six holy sons also attacked, no longer sparing their hands, and displayed all their magical powers.

The major saints urged their respective magic weapons to the extreme, and with all their might, they frantically besieged He Jiangxiu.

However, He Jiangxiu stood in the center of the seven holy sons, standing still, and with a single breath and a breath, he swallowed the majestic vitality into his body.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the Nine Prisons Dragon King Ding fell on top of He Jiangxiu's head, bursting out with a fierce divine power and endless divine might.

Suddenly, He Jiangxiu felt a heavy pressure that fell on him, making him unable to breathe.

"Broken!"

He Jiangxiu let out a low roar, used the strength of his whole body, and punched out, shaking the impact of the Nine Prisons Dragon King Ding.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the rest of the Holy Sons swarmed up and formed a seven-star array, sealing He Jiangxiu in it.

"Blade Slash!"

One of the Holy Sons, holding a flaming long knife, slashed down in front of He Jiangxiu, extremely fierce and rapid, as if no one could stop him.

"Kamikaze!"

There was also a holy son who shook the big flag in his hand, drummed out a mighty divine wind, and blew towards He Jiangxiu, making He Jiangxiu swaying and unable to stabilize his figure.

"He Jiangxiu, die!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang in He Jiangxiu's ears. Immediately, He Jiangxiu saw that an incomparably huge golden rao fell from the sky, like a round scorching sun, falling from the sky and blooming with brilliant brilliance.

Dangdang!

This Jin Rao also made a loud sound, which penetrated into He Jiangxiu's soul, causing He Jiangxiu's Dao heart to shake.

Even He Jiangxiu's spirit, impacted by this golden rao's voice, began to collapse, as if it was about to collapse immediately.

"Not good!"

He Jiangxiu was a little flustered at this time, and hurriedly urged the Eternal Origin Dao Method to absorb enough chaotic power from the underworld, replenish it into his body, and stabilize his mind.

"He Jiangxiu, die!"

"He Jiangxiu, die!"

The seven holy sons took a step at the same time and went straight to He Jiangxiu. In everyone's hands, there is a peerless treasure, unstoppable.

Whoosh!

The first to fly towards He Jiangxiu were nine silver-white flying needles. These nine flying needles are made of ancient fine iron, and the King Kong is not broken, and it is extremely strong. Moreover, on the nine flying needles, they are also coated with severe poison, even if they are immortals in the sky, once they touch the venom on the nine flying needles, they will immediately die.

Crash!

Before He Jiangxiu could dodge the attack of these nine flying needles, a big black net fell from the sky, directly covering He Jiangxiu's body, and He Jiangxiu couldn't move.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Su Qianye laughed, held the blue-white divine sword, and flew down in front of He Jiangxiu.

"You don't have a chance. Su Qianye shook his head, shook his big hand, and shouted: "Let's go together, and completely kill this son!"

"Humph!"

He Jiangxiu just snorted coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, the Taixuan Divine Sword flew out of his sleeve robe.

Thorn Lala!

The Taixuan Divine Sword swiped lightly in the void, cutting on the big black net, and in just a moment's effort, the big black net was cut by the Divine Sword and turned into two halves!

At the same time, the monk who controlled the net spat blood from his mouth and his breath was greatly damaged.

"Shattered!"

He Jiangxiu snorted again, slapped his hands again, and the Kunlun Sword and the Great War Divine Sword both came out, strangled indiscriminately.

In an instant, the big black net completely turned into powder, and it drifted into the air with the whistling sword wind.

"Die!" He Jiangxiu's eyes moved, he saw the monk who controlled the big net, sighed softly, and then killed a divine fist.

Bang!

The Divine Fist exploded and soon fell on the monk's body.

With a muffled sound, the body of this Holy Son turned into a mass of flesh and blood, and disappeared into invisibility with the strong sword wind, just like the big black net.

Another holy son was killed by He Jiangxiu.

However, the remaining six Holy Sons did not retreat because of this, but became more and more violent, hysterical, and angry, and completely lost their minds.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Dead and dead!"

The six holy sons shouted in unison, and continued to kill He Jiangxiu one after another, releasing the vitality in the dantian with all their might, regardless of everything, and regarded death as home.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out again.

An imposing stone monument tore through time and space and appeared in front of He Jiangxiu's eyes.

It is the monument of the gods.

As soon as the Divine Monument appeared, strips of golden brilliance appeared in the void. These rays of light are very slender and intertwined, forming an impenetrable web.

Legend has it that the Monument of the Gods is the supreme treasure that suppresses the immortals, and it contains extremely great power. Any living being, once shaken by the Divine Monument, will not have the slightest way to live.

When the Divine Monument flew down, He Jiangxiu also felt the powerful power contained in this treasure. But He Jiangxiu was not afraid, and a contemptuous smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a good treasure indeed. It's a pity that this treasure didn't meet the master. He Jiangxiu said softly, his body dodged, jumping again and again, and the feather rushing through the sky was vividly displayed.

At this moment, He Jiangxiu is like a smart fish, constantly shuttling in the chaotic torrent of spells, swimming easily and very happily.

After three breaths, He Jiangxiu caught the flaw in the Divine Monument.

The Divine Monument itself is indeed a rare treasure. However, the monks who urged this treasure had a low level of cultivation and could not urge the true power of this treasure, and under the forcible operation, many flaws would naturally be exposed.

Rumble!

He Jiangxiu appeared from the void on the side of the Sealing God Monument and struck out with one punch, directly blasting a large array of runes carved on the Sealing God Monument.

This large array rune is the center of the Sealing God Monument, once it is broken, the entire Sealing God Monument will be paralyzed.

Bang la!

Sure enough, the Fengshen Monument was hit by He Jiangxiu's punch, and it collapsed directly and turned into a pinch of loess.

The monk who was in control of the Divine Monument was also hit hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood and dying.

This monk who controlled the Divine Monument was originally the strongest of the Eight Great Holy Sons. Being killed by He Jiangxiu now is undoubtedly a powerful deterrent to the remaining Holy Sons.

"Give it to me, go to it! Burn the Taixuan Divine Stone, urge the magic weapon with all your might, and kill him!"

Su Qianye showed the remaining five holy sons to retreat, and immediately roared, clapped his hands, and projected the divine sword in his hand.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The remaining five holy sons, stimulated by Su Qianye, became crazy again.

"Dirt chickens and tile dogs. He Jiangxiu said softly, shaking his robe, his divine sense was released, and his eyes swept over the five holy sons who were killing him.

He Jiangxiu's breath was very gloomy, and the eyes revealed were also very deep and far-reaching.

"Die!"

A holy son, wielding a flaming sword, took the lead in landing in front of He Jiangxiu.

However, before he could slash the flaming sword in his hand, he himself was hit by a heavy punch and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Another Taixuanmen Holy Son, died.

"You can't survive!"

When He Jiangxiu withdrew his fist, a gust of wind blew straight over.

"This big flag, it's better to give it to me to use!" He Jiangxiu sneered, stretched his arm, and directly tore through the restraints of this gust of wind, grabbing the holy son who was holding the big flag.

He Jiangxiu's strength at this moment has surpassed the power of a thousand horses! Even in the immortal realm, this power cannot be underestimated.

The Holy Son who was holding the big flag couldn't resist He Jiangxiu's strength at all, his head was crooked, and even the people with the big flag turned into ashes.

"And you, you should die too!"

After He Jiangxiu killed the two holy sons in one go, he didn't stop, his eyes wandered, and his divine sense fell on the holy son who was running with golden rao.

"No, no, no, you can't kill me! Behind me is the Central Continent!" The Holy Son saw He Jiangxiu's gaze projected over, and immediately relented, afraid that He Jiangxiu would kill him.

However, He Jiangxiu didn't care about his words at all, and the divine fist struck and easily took his life.

The huge golden rao fell into He Jiangxiu's hands.

Although this golden rao is powerful, for He Jiangxiu, there is nothing peculiar, far less than He Jiangxiu's three divine swords and eight scriptures and other treasures.

However, He Jiangxiu still refined the Golden Rao Sacrifice, and then beat it into the Eternal Immortal Ding.

"You two, will you be captured, or will I kill you?"

Finally, He Jiangxiu said to the remaining two Holy Sons.

These two holy sons, one is urging the nine flying needles, and the other is running the Nine Hell Dragon King Ding, their bodies are trembling, and they look at He Jiangxiu, as if they have seen a killing god.

That's right, He Jiangxiu at this moment is tantamount to a terrifying killing god.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

The monk who urged the flying needle hurriedly spoke, and his figure flashed, and he flew towards He Jiangxiu.

"Not good!"

As soon as the monk's body moved, He Jiangxiu felt a bad breath.

A cool breath suddenly rose from behind He Jiangxiu.

The monk was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he fell in front of He Jiangxiu, ostensibly wanting to surrender to He Jiangxiu, but in fact, he did urge nine flying needles to shoot directly towards He Jiangxiu's face.

"Hongmeng Divine Clock!"

He Jiangxiu let out a loud shout, and in a hurry, he had no choice but to summon the Hongmeng Divine Diagram to protect his body.

Dangdang! Dangdang!

Nine flying needles slammed into the Hongmeng Divine Bell one after another, and each flying needle burst out with a powerful force.

Rumble!

An invisible ripple of energy rippled through the void. Subsequently, He Jiangxiu saw that the Hongmeng Divine Bell, which was originally as strong as a mountain, was shattered into powder.

However, the nine flying needles did not dissipate, and still had a strong impact, coming towards He Jiangxiu's assassination.

Although the Hongmeng Divine Bell was broken, it was also why Jiang Xiu had gained precious time to escape.

At this critical moment, He Jiangxiu launched the Feather Rush Sutra, transformed into a harrier eagle, rushed into the sky, and narrowly avoided the attack of the nine flying needles.