The twelve holy weapons formed a terrifying formation, firmly surrounding the two people, and thousands of murderous auras burst out, forming a unique death field, no matter how they clashed, it was always difficult to break out.

On the other hand, Zhang Yuan's big golden hand grabbed the blood mist, urging the Great Compassion Fu to refine it with all his might.

Bursts of terrible screams continued to come from his golden palms, and the sound was piercing.

"Supreme, you are a supreme-level powerhouse, I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

Rumble!

Under the devouring of the Great Compassion Fu, all the essence of his body quickly disappeared and was refined and cleaned.

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Zhang Yuan's face was indifferent, he withdrew his palm, and then controlled the twelve holy weapons, suppressing the remaining two people, each of them had several swords inserted into their bodies, and the remaining holy weapons firmly surrounded them, not giving them the slightest chance to escape.

He descended from the sky and landed on the bank of the Yellow River with the two of them.

"If you want to die, hurry up and tell me everything you know, or else you will be sealed in the Holy Weapon and suffer endless pain!"

Zhang Yuan said coldly.

The two of them were pinned to the ground by the power of the holy weapon, and they were all unable to move, and they both showed bursts of miserable laughter at this moment.

"I can't imagine that there is a supreme left above Kyushu, but you won't end well, once the Heaven and Earth Divine Bridge is connected, the ancestors will let you die without a place to be buried!"

"If you want to get news from us, it's a dream, even if you die, we won't cheap you!"

The two of them laughed, and suddenly their bodies began to swell, flashing red as if inflated.

Zhang Yuan quickly retreated and avoided countless miles in an instant.

Bang!

There was a roar, the sky was far away, and the energy was rolling.

The entire earth shook, and the breath of endless destruction erupted, and all the mountains and forests in their place were razed and reduced to powder.

The energy generated by their self-explosion rushed into the Yellow River, but all disappeared in the sky above the Yellow River.

Zhang Yuan rushed over again, and the twelve holy weapons turned into hazy divine light, revolving around his body.

He looked at this vast and vast rushing ancient river, frowned, and rushed towards the Yellow River.

After the revival of the aura, the entire Yellow River widened several times, and the previous giant pillar also moved its position and appeared in the middle of the Yellow River.

He watched quietly for a moment, then swooped down into the bottom of the Yellow River.

The huge pillars were incomparably thick, like holy pillars that held up the sky, and most of them were buried in the silt, and only a small end emerged, as thick as a mountain.

Zhang Yuan took twelve holy weapons and stretched out his hands, trying to absorb this giant pillar with great compassion.

But bursts of light flickered out, and there seemed to be an incomparably supernatural power on the entire pillar, blocking his Great Compassion Fu from the outside, and he couldn't take this pillar down even after trying for a while.

Zhang Yuan burrowed into the mud and flew along the deep part of the pillar.

Crossing the Yellow River and reaching Mount Huashan, he turned into a pangolin, speeding through the ground, his eyes flashing with divine light, and he did not let go of any handwriting on the pillar.

Finally, in the central area he found a few ancient large characters.

Dinghai!

He saw only two words, and the rest of the font was firmly blocked by a black building.

This pillar was buried under the Yellow River, and sure enough, it was suppressing something, passing through a black building.

Even if he was far away, he could feel the terrifying aura emanating from that black building, which was terrifying, and with his current strength, he could feel the coldness.

What is it?

Zhang Yuan looked at the black building, and his two eyes seemed to turn into two magic lamps.

The dark and ancient building, cold and gloomy, I don't know how many years it has been buried, there is no light in it, he tried his best to watch, and his eyes began to hurt.

Zhang Yuan was surprised in his heart, received the Tianyan Pass, and suddenly turned into a doppelganger, causing the doppelganger to fly over.

But as expected, as soon as the clone rushed out, it was shattered by an invisible killing force and turned into a blood mist.

Zhang Yuan's heart sank.

What a scary place.

He watched quietly for a moment, then drilled upwards to get out of here.

But at this moment, the broken corpse in his body suddenly moved, producing a subtle and mysterious fluctuation, surging towards the black hall.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan also felt a trace of strange fluctuations coming from the black hall, echoing each other.

He was startled and turned back again.

There wouldn't be the rest of the mangled corpse in this black hall, right?

Zhang Yuan eventually left the place.

Although he really wanted to pull up this pillar, it was obvious that he couldn't do it with his current strength.

This pillar was placed here, obviously someone did it on purpose, maybe it was a layout, maybe it was suppressing something, in short, it was better not to move.

Although he only saw two words, he could already completely determine what it was.

Zhang Yuan came out of the ground and rushed to the land of Kyushu again.

The entire Kyushu roared everywhere, and several terrifying bronze ancient chariots were raging in the sky, emitting a low sound and a murderous aura.

This is like a group of ancient heavenly soldiers and generals, patrolling the world, killing on a large scale, and many ancient cities have been destroyed.

All the human races who dared to resist were wiped out, and Kyushu was poisonous.

After Zhang Yuan rushed out, without hesitation, twelve holy weapons flew out, bursting out with terrifying light, enveloping all the raging bronze ancient chariots below, the murderous aura was surging, the sky was far away, and the raging bronze chariots were all shattered, and none of the holy realm powerhouses inside escaped, all of them died.

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"Bold!"

There was a loud shout from heaven and earth, shaking the world, the sound roared, and the mountains below collapsed in pieces.

Two terrifying figures rushed in the distance, all of them were quasi-supreme strength, and their breath was surging, appearing here, with murderous intent in their eyes, staring at Zhang Yuan.

"Kyushu Hallow!"

"What a remnant of the desolation, he actually collected so many Kyushu holy weapons, and he can't keep you, it seems that the True Martial Sword Lord and Wang Daotian have been killed by you, and even their holy weapons have been collected by you!"

The two terrifying figures spoke in a cold tone.

They were dressed in Taoist robes, dressed as middle-aged Taoist priests, and their murderous aura was pervasive.

Zhang Yuan frowned, ignored them, controlled the twelve holy weapons, and killed them directly.

The two stopped drinking and immediately sacrificed two magic weapons.

One person threw out a mouthful of golden ancient seals, quickly enlarged, flashing dazzling golden light in the air, like a small mountain, smashing down on Zhang Yuan, and another person threw out a golden whip, which quickly lightning and hit Zhang Yuan.

However, as soon as the twelve holy weapons rushed by, the magic weapons they sacrificed were useless, and they were hit by the twelve holy weapons, making a clicking sound on the spot, like rotten wood, directly collapsing.

The faces of the two changed, and they were shocked, and their eyes were shocked.

"How is that possible?"

They turned and walked away, their hairs standing on end.

As soon as Zhang Yuan rushed over, twelve holy weapons fell from the sky, forming a Death Domain, instantly enveloping the two people below, and thousands of murderous qi burst out, directly shattering their bodies and letting out a miserable scream.

Their flesh and blood wriggled rapidly, regrouping towards the middle, but they were still firmly suppressed by the twelve holy weapons, suppressed below.

"Damn, you're a Supreme!"

"You didn't stop my Realm Ancient Ancestor!"

They shouted angrily.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cold, he besieged the two of them separately, looked at them, and said, "I heard that there are still two holy weapons in the hands of your holy realm, who are they? Tell me, I will give you a good time." ”

Both of them laughed.

"Even if you don't ask, he will come to you, the remaining two holy weapons are in the hands of one person, his name, hehe, is the biggest taboo among the younger generation of my holy realm, he must know your existence through the sense of the holy weapon. ”