The emperor opened the yin and yang and created Zhang, the gods gave birth to seven political xi, the essence of light, the circle covered the square, the Zhaowu Kang, the minister dared to only report the Xi, and recommended the emperor and the emperor. ”

Han Feng's chanting echoed in the nine-colored clouds and smoke, and this huge cloud of smoke was like a link connecting heaven and earth, spreading these blessings related to heaven and earth between the universe throughout heaven and earth.

Yuchen Jing heard about it inside and outside.

The Sanskrit God stood on the ground, originally wanting to stop Han Feng first, but was hugged by Gu Xuantong.

The disciples of the Hanging Sword Division went forward one after another and launched a charge against the Sanskrit God.

"Sanskrit God, you demon is punished!"

A row of sword guards ordered the envoys to be closest to the Sanskrit god and rushed in front of him as soon as possible.

However, being alone and brave is not enough to bridge the gap in the realm of martial arts.

The Sanskrit god looked indifferently ahead, his eyes mocking:

"You think you can do a lot with courage, but in fact, in addition to moving yourself...... Nothing at all...... This is the stupid mediocrity, that is, the so-called worldly. ”

Then he turned his head sideways and said to Gu Xuantong:

"You, do you understand?"

There was a bang, and a huge vibration that shook the heavens and the earth sounded, and in an instant, it actually covered out the sound of Han Feng chanting the sacrifice of the heavens and the earth.

The invincible innate power exploded violently, completely impacting Gu Xuantong's body, shattering his entire person and completely shattering it into ashes.

Then the clouds and qi surged in the sky, and Gu Xuantong was about to be reborn again.

But he saw the Sanskrit God's right hand raised high, looking like a qi practitioner who refined wind and rain in ancient times.

Rolling innate power poured into Gu Xuantong's clouds in an endless stream.

The black cloud tide was affected, and the surging became more violent, but due to the interference of the innate true qi, Gu Xuantong was unable to resurrect from the cloud for a while......

"Although the "Evil Cloud Divine Law" is indeed an immortal miracle of the Daomen, it ...... If you don't achieve innateness, you don't have the ability to face me. ”

The Sanskrit god spoke slowly, as if he didn't care about the disciples of the Hanging Sword Division who rushed towards him.

And when many disciples approached the ten zhang distance around the Sanskrit God's body, they had just stepped in, and they were subjected to terrifying pressure of true qi.

The innate nature of the world, for earthly beings, is the existence of gods and demons, and it is difficult for mortals to even look up when they get close.

The Sanskrit god does not fully open his force field, but he himself makes it impossible for people to approach him.

"People in the world can only use their arms as cars, but they are good at moving themselves. ”

"Your stupidity, it smells of rancidity. ”

The Sanskrit God no longer cared about the charge launched by the Hanging Sword Division against him, but slowly raised his feet and walked slowly towards Han Feng.

Immediately, the white-clothed god man stopped speaking, pursed his lips, and slowly approached Han Feng.

The pace is not slow, and the demeanor is calm.

The disciples of the Hanging Sword Division rushed towards the Sanskrit God fearlessly, but they could only be oppressed by the innate force field and fell to their knees.

Although his life was not taken, the humiliation of his soul was even more hurtful.

"Villain, don't think about going one step further!"

The five sword masters came to fight, and the five divine swords joined forces, exerting a power that surpassed the five people, and the five sword lights fused, blocking the Sanskrit God and Han Feng, releasing a terrifying sword light to the Sanskrit God!

However, the Sanskrit God just waved his sleeves, and the innate true qi between the invisible seemed to open a space-time rift that devoured everything...... The sword qi of the Five Sword Masters was completely engulfed in an instant.

"Wicked, good and evil...... Who's going to decide?"

The Sanskrit god slowly opened his mouth to ask, and then, looking at the five people, his gaze suddenly became deep.

The innate power erupted with the transmission of the eyes, invisibly causing terrifying destructive power.

The five joined forces, but they were blown away by one look at the same time......

The Sanskrit God did not continue to pursue, but raised his feet and slowly walked towards the Yuchen Capital City where Han Feng was located again......

"The book of rites is recommended, the emperor enjoys it, ten thousand dances are completed, ninety percent has been done, and the emperor gives Hong Xiuxi,...... The gods and men congratulate the emperor, praise the emperor, the treasure is called the Tai name, there is an infinite amount, the eternal high and thick Xi, the emperor has been slaughtered for a long time, and the micro ministers kowtow to the head, and Mu Enguang. ”

In the nine-colored clouds and smoke, Han Feng, who was dancing with the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] in his hand, had already recited the words of prayer to the end, and the sword dance was slow, ready to converge.

At this time, the Sanskrit god slowly approached, as if he wanted to kill the last hope of the Hanging Sword Division.

"Sanskrit God!!, you don't want to go one step further. ”

Chu Lao, who had been knocked to the ground from the sky by the Sanskrit god before, endured his injuries and rushed to the front of the Sanskrit god, waving the black knife and black sword in his hand, vowing to stop the Sanskrit god's forward movements.

The Sanskrit god raised his eyebrows, and it seemed to sound the person in front of him.

"It turned out to be Mr. Chu, but it's a pity. ”

The Sanskrit god sighed softly and tapped his fingers.

The innate power exploded violently, as if it was the most powerful terror in the world.

However, in the face of such an imminent, Chu Lao actually retreated step by step.

The old figure was now in front of Yuchenjing, oozing blood, and smiling.

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!"

As he looked at the blood oozing all over his body, his martial arts aura actually climbed again, bursting out with a martial arts aura that far surpassed his previous one.

Slowly came out of an extremely powerful demon-suppressing totem manifestation and behind the old man, he actually resisted the attack of the Sanskrit god like this......

The old man's legs sank into the ground, and the ground around him sank two feet together...... But...... After all, it was blocked.

In front of this scene, the Hanging Sword Division and even the Zhenwu Hall were all moved.

"Sir, Strong...... It's just a pity that it's just a worldly self-touch, what can you get?"

"Won't let you go any further!"

A young girl ran over from the battlefield, although the martial arts realm was very high, she was still firmly between Han Feng and the Sanskrit god, wanting to block this white-clothed god.

"Yuqi!"

Gu Yunzhou and Guo Qinhan chased after them.

looked at the nine-colored clouds where Han Feng was, and then looked at the Sanskrit God, put on the will of a death match, and put it in front of the Sanskrit God.

Seeing this, everyone in the Hanging Sword Division rushed over one after another, since they couldn't get close to the Sanskrit God, then they would block his way!

Even if it is death, make his path a little rougher!

"What do you want to prove??"

The Sanskrit god finally didn't understand a little, slowly raised his hand, and conjured up an invisible innate palm power, which fell from the sky and slowly pressed down.

This palm is the final chapter of plundering life.

Although Han Feng in the clouds and smoke had been chanting prayers and controlling the essence of heaven and earth transformed by the Jiuli Miasma, he could still perceive the external situation, and when he saw everyone's behavior for the Sanskrit God, his heart couldn't help but be moved.

I tried my best to speed up the operation of the nine-colored clouds, but I couldn't get up after all.

At this time, a gentle man's voice sounded in Han Feng's ears.

"It's been hard work all the way, let me carry a few points for you...... Be prepared, you'll have more difficulties to deal with later......"

Listening to the voice in his ears, Han Feng knew that he had finally caught up with his rush all the way.

The innate palm of the Sanskrit God slowly slapped down, and it was about to end the lives of everyone in the Hanging Sword Division.

Suddenly, Heaven and Earth, Feiquan, and Lian Qi rioted.

A sword light descended from the second sky, and it actually broke this innate palm qi.

And the Sanskrit god finally took a step back.

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