The demonic energy of the ancient demon Tajia's whole body surged wildly, and immediately turned into a huge demon shadow above it, and this demon shadow was hideous, and it was about to rise to the sky.

But as soon as the crimson sword was pressed, the demon shadow suddenly snorted, and the whole body was suddenly pressed down, and even more in the slash of the crimson long sword, the demon shadow raised his arms to resist.

With a bang, the shadow arms suddenly collapsed, not stopping the sword from pressing down in the slightest.

There was fear in the eyes of the Ancient Demon Tajia, others didn't know the origin of these four holy weapons, but after he observed, he guessed from the beginning, and now he was extremely sure......!" This is the treasure of the Ancient Heavenly Dao!!" The ancient demon gasped, and the demon shadow above it, under the loud rumbling sound at this moment, was a long sword that was not blocked at all, and seeing that the long sword roared coming, slashing the demon shadow and approaching Tajia.

At this moment, Tianyunzi next to him showed a trace of decisiveness in his eyes, his big sleeves flicked, and his whole body was surrounded by colorful rays, he took a deep breath and pointed ahead, and shouted in a low voice: "Tianyun is colorful, Fengtian carrier...... Red!!"

As soon as these words came out, Tianyunzi's body immediately trembled, and the colorful rays surrounding his body inside and outside suddenly separated and went straight to the long sword above the ancient demon tower.

"Orange!" Among the remaining six colors outside his body, the orange mangs were separated! In the blink of an eye, with a low cry from Tianyunzi, the seven different rays of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple outside his body were all pulled out one by one, heading straight ahead, turning into a rainbow of seven colors.

"Seven mangs are one, and they become the hexagram of heavenly fortune!" Tianyunzi was black and windless, and with the last low roar, the colorful mangs immediately spun up and turned into a colorful vortex.

In the whirlpool, three pieces of wooden armor gradually floated, which were grabbed by Tianyunzi in his hand, and thrown forward, and immediately these three pieces of wooden armor collided with each other and fell in front of him, as if he had become a hexagram.

"Borrow luck, become enlightened!" As soon as these words came out, immediately an indescribable aura came out from the three wooden armors, and as soon as this breath appeared, even the red long sword was stunned as if a force was about to wake up from the three wooden armors, and suddenly rushed out, and this power was diffused in an instant, and everyone around was suddenly taken aback! The old man of Kunxu stared at him, glanced at Tianyunzi, and his eyes showed a strange light.

"The way of this heavenly fortune...... It turned out that it was not the fortune of the sky, but the movement of the sky and the sea of its own. This person actually cultivated the Tao with this kind of thought, which made him cultivate such an artistic conception, and even got a glimpse of the Dao ......"

Even the ancient demon Tajia seemed to see something at this moment, gasped, looked at Tianyunzi's gaze, and was shocked.

Wang Lin stared straight at the breath coming out of the three pieces of wooden armor, this breath, he remembered it very deeply, in his storage bag, there were also some crystals taken from the wound of the head of the eight-star ancient god in the abyss of the cave burial immortal, the breath exuded from the crystals was almost the same as the breath on the three pieces of wooden armor under his eyes! Seeing that the breath on the three pieces of wooden armor was getting stronger and stronger, the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor's eyes were condensed, and without hesitation, his right hand pointed forward, and he opened the third of the four holy weapons alone, and shouted in his mouth: "Fire Heaven!"

The crimson long sword let out a loud sword roar, and the flames on it suddenly dispersed outward, and immediately filled the sky, as if the fire of heaven and earth was its root at this moment, and the flames that filled the sky were even more along the gap broken by the demon spirit into the starry sky, and for a while, almost half of the small star field was full of thick flames.

Even more in that long sword, the same aura as in the wooden armor also emerged, but it was stronger! As the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor's finger fell, the long sword was directly slashed, and it was met head-on.

The deafening sound set off a crazy impact in the heavens and the earth, and the three pieces of wooden armor collapsed directly, and even the colorful vortex behind them was shattered like a whirlwind and clouds.

Tianyunzi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person regressed wildly.

The long sword pressed down, broke through all obstacles, and fell directly on the top of the ancient demon Tajia's head, at this moment, the black mist in the eyebrows of Tajia's roar quickly condensed, but it was its ancient demon true spirit that appeared, rushed out along the center of the eyebrows, with a sense of rebellion against the sky, and went straight to the long sword.

He is an ancient demon, and he is one of the three ancient clans, a clan that defies the sky, and at this moment, under the oppression of this long sword, the roar of the ancient demon spreads all over the world.

But at the moment when its true spirit appeared, the red light in the long sword flashed, but it was the blood that turned into an ancient holy weapon, which actually flew out of the long sword, and the red light flashed, and it fell directly on the eyebrows of the ancient demon true spirit, "This ...... This blood is not the Ancient Heavenly Dao......" In the scream of the Ancient Demon True Spirit, the center of his eyebrows suddenly seemed to melt, and it was immediately penetrated by the blood, and his True Spirit retreated, returning to Qinglin's body, and was about to retreat, but the blood fell directly on the center of his eyebrows, forming a bright red seal! The Ancient Demon Tajia's body trembled, and he immediately fell to the ground.

The body of the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor is blurred, he is originally a primordial god, and his consumption is extremely high when he casts the ancient holy weapon, if it is the first and second times to open, it will be fine, but the third level is opened, within the four holy sects, only he can do it, but this price, even if it is him, it is unimaginable to bear it.

His body became more and more blurred, but with a wave of his right hand, the crimson long sword flashed out, heading straight for the retreating Tianyunzi! In an instant, this long sword was approaching, and it slashed towards Tianyunzi! Even under this slash, immediately after the long sword, there was a green dragon spear illusion, and even more white tiger swords, Xuanwu halberds appeared, and they all fell! Obviously, the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor had a killing machine! Tianyunzi's expression was hideous, and he raised his head suddenly, and at this critical juncture, his right hand tore fiercely at the center of his eyebrows, but it tore half of his third seal! It was only half torn apart, and an indescribable aura burst out tenfold, resisting the bombardment of the Four Holy Sect's Ancient Four Sacred Weapons.

The roaring sound suddenly echoed, forming an impact that diffused, and in the impact, Tianyunzi spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his body galloped away, tearing open the sky in a blink of an eye and disappearing.

The crimson sword floated in the air, motionless.

The Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor was silent, his body became more transparent, he looked at the direction of Tianyunzi's escape, shook his head and said:

"The old man is old...... If it was in its heyday, this Tianyunzi would not be able to escape the second ...... of the Four Sacred Weapons."

He sighed lightly and glanced at the people around him, and finally his eyes fell on the old man Kunxu, and said slowly: "Old friend, are you going to be the enemy of my Four Holy Sects again today......

The old man pondered for a moment, glanced at the sealed Ancient Demon Tajia on the ground, and then at the Ancient Sacred Weapon that had not yet been put away and was still floating in the air.

With his cultivation, the only thing he needs to be afraid of at this time is the Ancient Sage. "The old man's trip is to repay Qinglin's favor back then, and now the ancient demon has also been sealed by you with the ancient holy weapon, it's a matter, farewell!" After weighing, the old man gave up his plan to make a move, for the ancient four holy weapons, he was very jealous, and the power of today's holy weapons is very different from that year, but once the four holy sects are in a hurry, the blood sacrifice weapon......

The old man sighed secretly, shook his body, and went straight to the sky, and in mid-air he glanced back at Mu Bingmei.

Mu Bing's eyebrows sank for a moment, looked at Wang Lin's back, bit his lower lip and said softly, "Let me ...... Look at him, okay...... Just one glance!"

The Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over Wang Lin, and he did not speak.

Wang Lin's face was pale, the injuries in his body had reached the limit he could bear, and the Yuan Shen was even more collapsed and showed signs of dissipation, and Mu Bingmei's words fell in his ears, making Wang Lin's body slump, and the pain in his heart was pervasive, revealing from his eyes.

Wang Lin didn't turn around, let alone answer Mu Bingmei's words, but said to the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor beside him, "Are you going to take me back to the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect?"

The Suzaku Saint nodded.

"Take these friends who have been injured by me with me, and let them recover...... I can agree to all the conditions of your Vermilion Bird Holy Sect. ”

The Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor Emblem smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

As he spoke, the people of the four Holy Sects around him immediately dispersed to support the injured here, and as for those who cultivated the True Alliance, they all retreated, with jealousy in their eyes.

"Many of my friends have lost their physical ......"

"The Four Holy Sects will help them reunite!"

"My brother Situ is heavily corpsed, and the Yin Sect is ...... poisonous"

"I'll take care of it!"

"My benefactor Zhou Yi needs Qinglin to be resurrected!"

"This Qinglin body, I will give it to you! If you need the help of the Four Holy Sects, you will do your best to help it!"

"In this demon land, there is one of my descendants......"

"I'll have someone take it away and send it to the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect!"

"These immortals of the Xiuzhen Alliance, they tried to kill me before, I want their immortal primordial gods! A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, for these people, he would never be soft-hearted, but like a demon! The surrounding immortals did not hesitate, and immediately galloped back and fled like a bird scattered.

The Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor's eyes flickered with a cold light, and he nodded, "This matter is easy to do!" He flicked his sleeves, and immediately the primeval holy weapon floating in the air suddenly shook, split into four, and swept around.

The screams suddenly echoed.

For Wang Lin's indifference, Mu Bingmei's biting lower lip was bloodstained again, her eyes showed pain, and she shouted loudly: "Wang Lin!! I want to see him, please, let me see him!!"

The pain in her eyes, Wang Lin couldn't see, but Wang Lin knew that his pain would not dissipate in this life, Wang Lin closed his eyes and said calmly: "I owe this woman a life-saving pill, and I have a life-saving grace." ”

The Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor smiled and said, "I want to repay it for you, and I will definitely satisfy the Kunxu Realm!

Wang Lin was silent, shook his head, and said softly, "Let's go......

With a wave of the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor's big sleeves, Wang Lin's body immediately floated up, and under the powerlessness of the Holy Emperor, he went straight to the gap in the Demon Spirit Land.

"Wang Lin!!, he is my child, I want to see him!" Mu Bing's eyebrows were pale, his body trembled, staring at Wang Lin, and his hands were even more clenched.

"You, unworthy!" Wang Lin turned around violently and yelled, he had been restraining his emotions, he had been restraining himself, but at this moment, he could no longer restrain himself, and the roar of his voice had vented the pain in his heart for hundreds of years.

He was already seriously injured, and at this moment, the roar of hundreds of years of pain and suppression touched his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wang Lin's eyes were dark......

Four Holy Sects...... Gone, took everyone with them......

From the corners of Mu Bingmei's eyes, two lines of water flowed, and the sharp pain continued to flow from his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person also fell.

The old man sighed, his right hand was the same, and he left far away with Mu Bingmei.

In the void, only the sound of its vicissitudes reverberates.

"Bad Fate ......"