Facing the attack of the Feile Sect Master and the Eight Great Dharma Protectors, He Jiangxiu didn't have time to think about Feng Baopu at this time, what he had to do first was to kill these masters in front of him and level the entire Feile Divine Sect.

"Let's all die!" He Jiangxiu knew that a single Feile Sect Master was very difficult to deal with. This Feile Sect Master is a real master of the Vientiane realm, no more than Feng Baopu's phantom, he has no cultivation, but his actual strength is greatly reduced.

"Battle King Divine Sword!" He Jiangxiu shouted again and again, his body shape was reversed, and there was the flow of eternal sword qi under his feet, which made He Jiangxiu's identity speed extremely fast, and one after another afterimages remained in the void, which was unpredictable.

The Feile Sect Master stepped into the void, and there was a posture of controlling the whole scene. He said in a loud voice: "All the disciples in the Feile Divine Sect obey the order!

As the Feile Sect Master's voice spread out from the main hall, He Jiangxiu felt that the entire Feile Divine Sect was like a huge machine, running rapidly and roaring.

All the disciples in the Feile Divine Sect, hearing the call, all converged towards the sect leader's hall. Everyone, with a specific orientation, sat down cross-legged and began to release mana.

The closest to the main hall of the sect leader are the disciples above the realm of mana. One of them, the strength has reached the realm of Sanqing!

There are also five or six people, who are the strength of the Yin and Yang Realm or the Mana Realm, their arms hanging in the void, and streams of pure and vast energy erupt from their palms.

There are thousands of monks under the realm of the gods, neatly arranged into a magic circle, and like those monks in the realm of mana, they release their own energy.

This disciple of the Flying Divine Sect was all gathered together at this time. The power or mana in the body is punched out, condensed together, and instilled into the temple.

To be exact, it fell on the Feile Sect Master.

The aura on the Feile Sect Master's body immediately soared. Although cultivation is still in the realm of Vientiane. But his strength is breaking through one after another.

The phantom of 500,000 ancient giant elephants suddenly grew to 1 million.

The power of a million ancient giant elephants! This is a power that the masters of the realm of heaven and man may not have.

In the face of this tremendous force, the power of He Jiangxiu's 20,000 ancient giant elephants was simply like a baby's show fist, extremely weak. Therefore, He Jiangxiu reined in his strength and specialized in swordsmanship to break the enemy.

In ordinary cultivation, He Jiangxiu naturally had to increase his shortcomings and make up for his shortcomings. But in battle, in the face of the opponent's strong side, it is natural to play to the strengths and avoid the weaknesses.

He Jiangxiu's most powerful thing is his swordsmanship.

"Lingyun Sword Technique!" Sword Qi Lingyun!" He Jiangxiu let out a low snort, his words followed, his hands raised, and a sword qi erupted from his palm, like a rainbow of streamers, built on top of the temple, across the sky.

With a swish, the War King Divine Sword flew out of He Jiangxiu's cuffs, approaching the face of the Feile Sect Master.

Capture the thief and capture the king first! He Jiangxiu's purpose is very clear, that is, to kill the Feile Sect Master first.

He Jiangxiu has come to the present and has a lot of combat experience. At a glance, the Feile Sect Master is the center of the entire formation, once the Feile Sect Master is killed, the entire Feile Divine Sect will be self-defeating.

The eight Dharma protectors seem to be very strong, but in fact, they can't threaten He Jiangxiu.

A mysterious lotus flower was born under He Jiangxiu's feet, and his body was like a ghost, flying by with a swish. When the rabbit fell, it landed behind the Feile Sect Master.

"Die!" He Jiangxiu roared fiercely, first slamming the War King Divine Sword out, and then lifting the Heaven-Shattering Sword and the Xuanming Sword, the two swords were like two long dragons, killing straight on the Feile Sect Master's talisman qi.

The Feile Sect Master's protective qi is not the same as He Jiangxiu's. It is completely condensed by the power of a giant elephant. Therefore, when He Jiangxiu's twin swords slashed on it, it was equivalent to He Jiangxiu colliding with the power of a million ancient giant elephants.

The roar suddenly spread.

Rao is the Heavenly Shocking Sword and the Xuanying Sword, these two ancient swords, were both shocked by the phantom of a million ancient giant elephants. If it weren't for the fact that these two divine swords had been promoted to royal weapons before, I am afraid that they would have been shattered into powder at this time.

He Jiangxiu's mind moved, and he evolved a divine sense, pulling the two divine swords that flew out upside down. He stepped forward fiercely, approaching the close body of the Feile Sect Master.

"Kill!" He Jiangxiu roared, condensing the War King Divine Sword in his hand, and at the same time refining the Hongmeng Divine Diagram, a large amount of True Qi Pill burned again, stimulating the Immortal God Sealing Demon Array and the Ten Thousand Worlds Exquisite Array in the Hongmeng Divine Diagram.

The phantoms of the eighty-one immortals soon appeared around He Jiangxiu's body. They raised their arms one after another, instilling strength in He Jiangxiu.

The flying swords, with He Jiangxiu as the center, spread out in all directions. Each divine sword was transformed by He Jiangxiu's divine sense, and it instantly filled the entire temple.

A beautiful woman flew out in the Hongmeng Divine Map. Dancing with eighty-one immortals, beautiful and gorgeous, brilliant and colorful.

However, under this wonderful picture, there is a deep murderous aura.

There are eighty-one immortals in the Immortal God Sealing Demon Array. In the Ten Thousand Worlds Exquisite Array, there are three thousand beautiful fairies.

It's like the power in the fairy world, which has descended at this time. The huge aura enveloped the audience, taking the lead in suppressing the aura of the eight great protectors.

"Die!" He Jiangxiu shouted again, holding the War King Divine Sword, and slashed hard at the Feile Sect Master's talisman qi. The sharp and majestic sword light, like a violent wind, rolled up the Feile Sect Master and threw it into the air.

As a top-grade royal weapon, the War King Divine Sword bombarded the Feile Sect Master's talisman qi. It was not knocked away like the Heaven-shattering Sword and the Xuanying Sword, but like a sharp knife, inserted into the ribs.

Hearing only a stabbing sound, the Feile Sect Master's talisman was directly broken by the War King Divine Sword.

Bang!

The sword qi collided, and the Feile Sect Master flew out upside down.

However, the Feile Sect Master's figure quickly stabilized his figure. The energy released by the thousands of disciples outside the temple entered the body of the Feile Sect Master, causing the Feile Sect Master's aura to soar again.

He Jiangxiu pressed step by step, steadily and steadily. The aura was also good, his arms swinged, and the War King Excalibur evolved into a streamer, stabbing at the chest of the Feile Sect Master again.

The Feile Sect Master's face changed from the previous smug to solemn, and he never thought that a little monk in the Yin and Yang Realm would be able to knock himself away.

At this time, Niu Jin swept to the side of the Feile Sect Leader and said, "Sect Master, this He Jiangxiu's strength is not simple. There are a lot of treasures on his body. We must be careful. ”

"Yes. The Feile Sect Master also began to look at He Jiangxiu squarely, and said, "I can also see that this son is indeed not simple. However, under the Seven Holy Arrays of Clear Spirits, he will definitely die!"

Facing the sword that came from He Jiangxiu's assassination, the Feile Sect Master was calm, and with a move of both hands, a surging energy gathered in his palm, forming a spear.

Airplanes!

The spear was pitch black all over, flowing with a deep light, sacred and clean.

"Feile Divine Spear, kill!" the Feile Sect Master roared angrily, angrily, and with a flick of his arms, the spear was stabbed out, instantly piercing through the void and colliding with He Jiangxiu's War King Divine Sword.

He Jiangxiu's eyes narrowed, and a third eye appeared on his forehead. The Broken Eye saw through the subtleties of this divine spear, and also saw through some of the flaws of the Feile Sect Master.

This spear is a medium-grade king weapon.

"Kill!" He Jiangxiu let out a long roar, his wrist flicked, and the War King Divine Sword stabbed forward. Cold light flew out, and swords splashed everywhere.

The high-grade king weapon and the medium-grade king weapon have no fancy collision. The War King Excalibur was just a simple stab, and the pitch-black spear was also a fierce one.

They were all simple movements, but they erupted with unparalleled energy fluctuations.

Hit by a wind of energy, He Jiangxiu immediately took dozens of steps back. And the Feile Sect Master took advantage of the victory to pursue, opened his claws, and slaughtered He Jiangxiu.

"Boy, you give me death!" the Feile Sect Master roared angrily, and behind him, a tall figure appeared.

These tall figures, He Jiangxiu actually recognized them.

The first figure, which was Pangu, who opened the world, held a giant axe and slashed it down, and everything in the world was to be cut off.

The second figure is Nuwa, who created the human race. The graceful figure flew in the air, and with a flick of his hands, a spiritual light shot down, breaking through the power of all the spells released by He Jiangxiu.

The third figure is the ancestor of the human race, the Xuanyuan God Emperor. Tall and mighty, driving a chariot and holding a spear, he charged into battle, and instantly defeated He Jiangxiu's War King Divine Sword.

The other four figures were all extremely famous powerhouses on the Holy Martial Continent in the ancient period.

These seven figures, in the eyes of the monks of the Shengwu Continent, are the seven saints, and they are unattainable existences.

All the disciples of the Feile Divine Sect combined their forces to summon the phantoms of the Seven Saints, which was the mystery of the Seven Holy Arrays of the Clear Spirit.

When the seven tall figures were suppressed together on top of He Jiangxiu's head, there was another tall and majestic figure, which slowly condensed in the air.

This figure is none other than the Qingling Immortal. A monk born and raised in the Holy Martial Continent, he has ascended to the supreme master of the immortal realm.

It was this Qingling Immortal who created the Seven Holy Arrays of Qingling.

"Seven Saints of the Clear Spirit!" the Feile Sect Master chanted softly, words in his mouth. Subsequently, the phantoms of those ancient powerhouses condensed one by one, as if they had really come.

He Jiangxiu knew that Pangu, Nuwa, and Xuanyuan Divine Emperor had all fallen. Even if it is a surviving phantom, it will not be too powerful.

The most powerful figure in the Qingling Seven Holy Arrays is still the Qingling Immortal.

The Qingling Immortal has not fallen yet, and his true body has been cultivating in the immortal realm for an unknown number of thousands of years. Whenever the Clear Spirit Seven Holy Array was activated, he would feel something, and a force would descend and bless this formation.

In other words, the Feile Sect Master at this time was blessed by the power of the Qingling Immortals.