The aura of metamorphosis is more than broken, and I don't know how many times more violent it is.

Along the tearing spatial crack, it swept through the entire inner door.

Poof!poof......

Those disciples who were prostrate on the ground and knelt down towards the ancestral altar of the Guiyuan Sect, under the strong coercion, spat blood one by one.

Compared to those Qi Realm disciples, the Dharma Body Realm cultivators were no better.

Their bodies trembled, their faces were pale, and they couldn't even move.

The breath that was like a fish in their throats, which could suffocate them at any moment, was like a sharp sword suspended above their heads.

If the sword falls, it will surely die.

They even had the illusion that they would die on the spot with just one thought from the owner of this breath.

In the entire Guiyuan Sect, only five people were able to breathe a little under this coercion.

Xu Mu, Li, Duanmu Rong, Xueli and Han Zong.

They were all people who had initially condensed the Dao Heart, but they could only weaken a small part of the power of the Mortal Transformation.

"If you let her in, the Guiyuan Sect will be completely finished. His face turned slightly pale and he looked at the torn spatial crack above his head, and Xu Mu felt a sense of hopelessness.

What Xu Mu didn't see was that the four people around him didn't show any expressions of despair like him.

Instead, he looked at the ancestral altar with blazing eyes.

His pupils were full of hope.

Suddenly, Xu Mu's pupils shrank.

He saw the edge of the spatial crack, and five fingers as white as jade shoot buds slowly stretched out from the other end of the space, and then pressed against the edge of the crack.

Followed by a forehead with a cold and domineering face.

Sect Master Xuanyuan is undoubtedly very beautiful, but what can be revealed from her is not the softness of a peerless beauty, but a more aggressive aura than a man.

No one in the entire Guiyuan Sect dared to look up at her, only Xu Mu.

Xuanyuan Sword Sect's pupils were as sharp as a sword, she seemed to be aware of Xu Mu's peeping, slowly lowered her head, and a pair of beautiful eyes coldly met Xu Mu's eyes.

"Not good!" a smell of death suddenly permeated Xu Mu's heart.

He immediately let out an exclamation in his heart, and wanted to look away.

But I found that I couldn't move my eyes at all.

Xu Mu immediately made a decision, frantically mobilizing the power of the primordial gods in his sea of knowledge, bursting out with golden brilliance, wanting to get rid of the nightmarish eyes of the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

It's a pity that although Xu Mu's Yuan Shen is very close to breaking the void, it is not much worse than that of the Mortal Powerhouse.

In despair, he found that he could no longer escape the gaze of Sect Master Xuanyuan.

Suddenly, there was a murderous flash in the eyes of the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

The power of divine consciousness was sharper than that of a sword, and it suddenly burst out from his pupils, slashing straight towards Xu Mu Zhihai.

The transcendent aura contained in that divine consciousness had not yet fallen, and it made Xu Mu fall into the ice cellar, and the sea of consciousness trembled.

"It's over!" Xu Mu's heart was cold, this was the ending he never expected.

If you let that power of divine consciousness drill into your own sea of consciousness, even if your own primordial spirit is extremely extraordinary, in front of the mortal divine consciousness, it is estimated that there is no difference between it and an ant.

Then there is only one ending, the original spirit is broken, and the body is dead.

But in other words, who would have thought that a single gaze could kill a monk who exclaimed that he had broken the void in half a step.

It was the first time Xu Mu faced this kind of divine sense obliteration.

There was no resistance at all, just in his despair.

"Hugh is rampant!" In the mud pill palace, the powerful voice of the dragon son imprisoned the cow.

As a dragon, it is clear that it will not allow its dwelling place to be desecrated by anyone.

It seems that it doesn't matter if Xu Mu lives or dies, it will still fight back when it is provoked by this kind of provocation.

But the situation soon changed again.

A moment ago, Xu Mu had obviously felt the vast power of the Yuan Shen that erupted from the prison cow in the Mud Pill Palace, and he wanted to catch up with the divine consciousness of the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

"Huh!" the prisoner cow suddenly let out a soft sigh.

The power of the primordial gods, which had been mobilized, suddenly calmed down again.

"What the hell!" This psychological gap between the sudden despair that had just given rise to hope almost made Xu Mu collapse.

"Huh!" Suddenly, Xu Mu seemed to have noticed something, and let out a soft sigh.

Because he sensed that the power of the Xuanyuan Sect Master's divine consciousness was obviously about to touch his body.

He froze less than three feet in front of him.

It's as if it's being imprisoned by some mysterious power.

"Could it be!" Suddenly, Xu Mu came to his senses, and he thought of the ancestral altar.

The thought had just risen.

Boom!!!

Xu Mu visibly felt the altar under his feet tremble.

There is a certain will to awaken under this ancestral altar.

But that breath was only fleeting, and Xu Mu didn't catch any clues.

However, something happened that surprised Dexu Mu even more.

The Xuanyuan Sect Master, who was imprisoned by his pupils, had a beautiful and cold face, and his face changed wildly in an instant.

Then.

"Poof!"

Sect Master Xuanyuan had already stepped into the body of the inner gate of the Guiyuan Sect with half a foot, and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Immediately, her graceful figure shot out backwards under Xu Mu's incredible gaze.

was blasted out of the inner gate of the Guiyuan Sect.

Meanwhile.

The spatial rift is smoothed out.

Leave the inner door of those Guiyuan Sect disciples who look at each other.

and Xu Mu, who was even more frightened.

"This is the power of the Ancestral Altar?" Looking at the Ancestral Altar under his feet in a daze, which was no different from the Demon Sealing Altar, Xu Muliang was speechless for a long time.

He finally knew that the Guiyuan Sect had been at odds with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, one of the three holy lands, for thousands of years, and there was no reason for the sect to be destroyed.

It seemed that Xu Mu's horror could be seen.

Han Zong, the head of the side on the side, gently stretched out his palm, patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly: "With the ancestral altar here, our Guiyuan Sect is safer than the Holy Land." ”

"No one can attack our Xuanyuan Sect. If they attack, the three holy places will pay a heavy price. Blood looked at this side of the altar, and the old man's eyes were full of fanaticism.

"That's what we are. Li's pupils also burst into light.

"Hey, hey!" Duanmu Rong smiled approvingly.

Suddenly, Guiyuan Sect shifted the direction of the array, and a burst of white light flashed.

Xu Mu immediately looked back at the shifting array.

If he remembered correctly, the Shifting Array that had teleported back to the inner gate had been wiped out under the sword of the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

Moreover, the battle between Lei Zu and the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

It also made the mountain gate of the Yuan Sect disappear.

"Why is this shifting array still usable?"

Xu Mu was muttering softly.

A bloodstained Taoist appeared in his field of vision.

......

His gaze shifted to the location where the Xuanyuan Sect Master had torn apart the spatial rift.

The peerless woman's figure shot out of the dark crack.

Then, it slammed into the ground below.

Prosperous!!!

The giant hollow was blasted out of a depression again.

Sect Master Xuanyuan was in it, covered in blood, and his delicate body trembled from pain.

Five thousand years have passed, and the power of that altar has not weakened at all. Blood splattered on the woman's green shirt, which looked shocking.

Looking at the spatial crack in front of her that was gradually healing, her face was full of unwillingness.

At this moment, three figures broke through the air.

The three of them appeared.

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Sect Master, how can you break into the inner gate of the Yuan Sect, didn't you say okay, you can't enter the inner gate?"

"There is a great terror in the inner gate of the Guiyuan Sect, this is the secret that my Xuanyuan Sword Sect has passed down from generation to generation. ”

"Shut up!" The cold eyes swept over the faces of the three people in front of him one by one, and the Xuanyuan Sect Master spoke coldly.

Suddenly, there was no sound, and even the most unruly Han Kun didn't dare to say another word.

"Forming a large array of empty locks, the deity will trap them for a hundred years, a thousand years. ”

Looking at the position where the crack had healed, the Xuanyuan Sect Master let out a frosty voice.

"Until they hand over the Nine Words of Burning Sky. ”

(End of chapter)