"Eternal Origin Dao Method, protect my body!" He Jiangxiu immediately snorted softly, his fists clenched, and streams of pure chaotic power and origin power rose up, enveloping himself, forming a bright silkworm cocoon.

He Jiangxiu was able to break free from Xuanxuan's blood and lewd demon skills, and naturally he also had the ability to resist the divine Buddha light shining down from the eight scriptures.

He Jiangxiu, who had the protection of the Eternal Mystic Method, was not afraid of any force interfering with his divine consciousness and spirit at all, but would be counterattacked by He Jiangxiu.

"Kill!" He Jiangxiu shouted, a glint burst out in his eyes, and at the same time, two huge fists bombarded the eight scriptures, and the power of a million ancient giant elephants hit it, and the fist wind was mighty, incomparably strong and ferocious.

"Haotian Axe!" As soon as He Jiangxiu's body turned, a huge battle axe flew out, with the divine power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and immediately slashed on the top of Wang Qianlin's head.

Click, click!

Under the impact of the Haotian Axe, the void cracked and the energy collapsed. Endless power, gushing out of it. The Haotian Axe, which was blessed by the power of the origin, burst out with even more terrifying power at this time.

In the face of Haotian Axe's killing, Wang Qianlin had no choice but to face the attack, his arms trembled, and streams of milky white energy surged out of his sleeve robe, like a divine dragon, intertwined in front of Wang Qianlin's body. There was also a wide war knife, which shot out from this white river of energy and slammed into He Jiangxiu's Haotian axe.

Bang!

Suddenly, the flames shone brightly, and the surging energy ripples spread. As the center of the explosion, Wang Qianlin was naturally the first to bear the brunt. His arms shook, and a strong force rushed into Wang Qianlin's body.

In the energy that erupted from the Haotian Axe, it fused the power of chaos, the power of the origin, the power of the Holy Martial and many other magical powers. Like a sword qi, it burrowed into Wang Qianlin's flesh and blood, and immediately began a frantic strangulation and destruction.

Wang Qianlin only felt a burst of qi and blood surging in his body, and the violent power impacted between the four meridians and eight veins, destroying and killing indiscriminately. caused the countless points in his body to be extinguished.

That is, at the same time that Wang Qianlin was repulsed, He Jiangxiu was stunned, a cold light flashed under his feet, he rose in the air, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed the eight-part sutra building directly into his hand.

"Haha!" He Jiangxiu laughed, opened his delusional eyes, and the divine light shone into the distance.

He Jiangxiu had already seen the escape route.

"Eternal Law Seal, Seal!" He Jiangxiu said lightly, his hands quickly forming one Law Seal after another in the void, and the pure origin power pulsed at his fingertips, flashing with flame-like light.

The mysterious eternal seals were outlined by He Jiangxiu. fell on the eight prayer buildings, and even sealed the various large arrays in the prayer buildings.

Originally, the Eternal Seal was a method of sealing demons. But now that He Jiangxiu is in the realm of the Five Elements, the power of the Eternal Law Seal has also improved a lot. In addition to sealing demons and restraining the ghost clan, it can also seal magic weapons and suppress some rare treasures.

There are some rare treasures, they will have their own consciousness, and they can practice independently, almost no different from the Terran monks. If a monk wants to refine those treasures with independent consciousness, he must first seal them.

He Jiangxiu wanted to take away the eight scriptures from Wang Qianlin's hands, and he also had to seal the eight scriptures first.

"Eternal Law Seal, Chaos Power, all sealed!" He Jiangxiu shouted, his arms swing out, and his two big hands immediately fell on the eight prayer buildings, and the ten fingers revealed wisps of golden air, as if they were thin threads, quickly winding the eight prayer buildings.

"Resurrection Chain!

He Jiangxiu shouted softly again, his sleeve robe agitated, and the surging energy was released from it. An invisible spatial fluctuation emanated from He Jiangxiu's body.

Airplanes!

Above He Jiangxiu's head, the void suddenly shook. The long river of energy that surrounded He Jiangxiu's body was buzzing. Wisps of sword qi appeared one after another.

Whoosh!

One chain after another flew into the air from He Jiangxiu's back, and then rapidly expanded, extended, and converged. It was as if an iron cage had been constructed, surrounding He Jiangxiu.

The phantom of the Hongmeng Divine Bell also appeared on He Jiangxiu's body at this time. The brilliance flows, and it is solid.

The Heaven Lock Ring, which was promoted to a top-grade king, was beaten out by He Jiangxiu, and it always flew above He Jiangxiu's head, and the brilliance that bloomed was like a colorful canopy, shining down, and also forming a circle of guardian circles.

Due to the existence of the Lock Heaven Ring, the power that He Jiangxiu burst out became more and more condensed and strong. The power of the five elements in the dantian was compressed to the extreme, and then exploded in an instant. The power of every wisp of the power of the five elements has been exerted to the maximum.

"He Jiangxiu, you want to take away my eight scriptures, impossible!" Wang Qianlin shouted, and a look of extreme nervousness flashed in his eyes.

This eight-part scripture building is actually not his treasure. It was a killing weapon that Xuanhuangmen specially handed over to Wang Qianlin in order to intercept and kill Feng Baopu. After Wang Qianlin returned to the Xuanhuang Gate, he also needed to return this treasure to the sect.

And once it was taken away by He Jiangxiu, how could Wang Qianlin explain to Xuanhuangmen?

Wang Qianlin, as a master of the Kunyuan realm, can also be called a figure with a head and a face in the Xuanhuang Gate. If He Jiangxiu, a minor monk of the Five Elements Realm, took away the magic weapon, wouldn't he be laughed off by the monks of the Shengwu Continent? At that time, the majesty of the Xuanhuang Sect on the Shengwu Continent would also be seriously provoked.

"He Jiangxiu, you are too greedy! You still want to take away the eight scriptures, give me death!" Wang Qianlin shouted, grabbed the war knife with both hands, and slashed it in the air.

At this moment, Wang Qianlin burst out with the most powerful and terrifying power. With the flipping of his hands, a stream of boundless energy turned into a mountain, one after another, towards He Jiangxiu to suppress it.

"Breaking the army sword! I am the only one! Thousands of troops and horses, I am the commander!" Wang Qianlin sang, as if he had really incarnated as the commander of thousands of armies, and under the order, all kinds of vitality and energy between heaven and earth must be surrendered.

"The shore of the land is not the king's land. He Jiangxiu, give me surrender!" Wang Qianlin suddenly broke out and shouted, and a thunderous voice immediately broke into He Jiangxiu's ears.

Wang Qianlin was completely enraged by He Jiangxiu, and without sparing his hand, he showed all his housekeeping skills.

At this time, the eight scriptures were about to be repaired by He Jiang. Wang Qianlin can't do it if he doesn't work hard.

Wang Qianlin's figure was straight, standing in the air, his eyes flashing, and a majestic breath gushed out of his sleeve robe, and every wisp of breath seemed to be a god of war.

"Want me to surrender?" He Jiangxiu asked rhetorically, and also stepped forward, He Jiangxiu noticed that the energy in the Holy Martial Heaven Great Sword Array was rapidly disappearing, and within a few breaths, the Haofeng Sword Immortal and the Rose Fairy would be killed.

Once the Haofeng Sword Immortal, the Rose Fairy, and Wang Qianlin form a joint encirclement, He Jiangxiu will be unable to escape.

He Jiangxiu's face was very silent, so that Wang Qianlin couldn't see any changes. But deep in He Jiangxiu's heart, he was also extremely nervous.

"Break!" He Jiangxiu roared wildly, his breath flowed, and the power of the origin and the power of chaos fused with each other, which could be said to have reached the point of reaching the peak.

He Jiangxiu stepped forward and stepped in all directions. Continuous punching, the fist wind is immense, and each attack can burst the energy in the void.

The power of chaos and the power of the origin condensed into a void vortex in front of He Jiangxiu's body, like a deep space cave, which contained endless power.

As soon as He Jiangxiu raised his hands, in the whirlpool of nothingness, countless divine thunders appeared, galloping rivers, thousands of troops, and mountains, as if the whole world had evolved.

This is the power of the Source. The origin can evolve everything in the world.

"I feel the power of the Origin!He Jiangxiu, you have really obtained the mantle inheritance of Panwu Immortal Venerable!" Wang Qianlin's eyes froze, and then he laughed and said: "However, it's a pity that your cultivation realm is too low! Even if you can control the power of the Origin, you are not my opponent! Give me death!

As soon as Wang Qianlin said that, he raised the war knife in his hand and slashed violently, with a fierce momentum and indomitable momentum.

However, just as Wang Qianlin slashed out this knife, He Jiangxiu's figure suddenly disappeared in the void.

Rumble!

The heavy war knife slashed in the void, and the knife qi vented on the blade rolled wildly and strangled it. But between the sword qi, there was no shadow of He Jiangxiu at all.

"Not good!" Wang Qianlin suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly withdrew his hand. The next time, he saw that He Jiangxiu's figure flashed on the eight scriptures.

"Haha!" He Jiangxiu laughed heartily and said secretly: "My current body speed has completely surpassed the Kunyuan realm!"

"No!" Wang Qianlin roared, but suddenly he felt that the Eight Sutra Buildings had completely lost contact with him.

This eight-part scripture building was not Wang Qianlin's treasure in the first place. It's just that the Xuanhuang Gate temporarily handed over to Wang Qianlin to use the big killing weapon. Therefore, Wang Qianlin did not imprint his own divine sense prohibition on it. Only a very weak formation remained. It is used to mobilize the magic weapon.

Before, He Jiangxiu had already discovered the flaws in this eight-part scripture building through the Broken Eye of Delusion. So I had the intention to take away this treasure.

Although the Eight Sutras are only a low-grade imperial vessel, there is no doubt that it definitely has the status of the treasure of the town religion in the Xuanhuang Gate.

"Break!" He Jiangxiu made a big move, and his strength flapped, but in the blink of an eye, the formation imprinted by Wang Qianlin on the eight scriptures collapsed into powder.

He Jiangxiu hurriedly released a divine sense and entered the eight scriptures. Wrapped in a sleeve robe, the eight scriptures were in the bag.

"Let's go!" He Jiangxiu sighed lightly, the chaotic sword qi flickered again, and the Yellow Spring Holy Water surged, winding and continuous, leading into the distance.

He Jiangxiu's mind turned, and the Saint Martial Mi Heaven Great Sword Array was immediately withdrawn into the Saint Martial Pagoda.

Whew!

He Jiang's self-cultivation figure flashed, jumped on the Huangquan Holy River, jumped on the bridge of Naihe, grabbed the treasure and left, and fled.