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If the Twelve Ancestral Witches were in their heyday, a ray of projection of Zhenyuan Daxian would naturally be helpless against them, but they are just phantoms now, and the sum of the twelve is only equivalent to an ordinary Emperor Realm Consummation, plus after fighting for so long a day, it may dissipate at any time, how can they be the opponent of the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian.

Twelve phantoms hundreds of zhang high, all of them were folded up by the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian, this is the skill of Zhenyuan Daxian in the sleeve of the housekeeper, the four masters and apprentices of Tang Seng suffered under this trick, and even Qingfeng failed to learn, a unique spell in the fairy world.

Luo Zhuo watched Zhenyuan Daxian easily suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and spit out a pool of blood, he was powerless, in fact, if it weren't for the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian that suddenly appeared to suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it would last for a while Luo Zhuo's life would be completely burned, Zhenyuan Daxian interrupted the sacrifice, but instead saved Luo Zhuo's life, but even so, Luo Zhuo only had his last breath left, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

He looked at the Zhenyuan Daxian and Qingfeng in the air hatefully, and felt a little regretful in his heart, although he ruined the Wuzhuang Temple, he still didn't see the corpse of Qinglei after all, and he couldn't cut him with a thousand knives with his own hands!

Luo Zhuo mustered up the last trace of strength, he was going to detonate the primordial realm, as long as the primordial realm exploded, the Hongmeng purple qi would be free again, with the characteristics of the Hongmeng purple qi, even if Zhenyuan Daxian was really here, he might not be able to catch the Hongmeng purple qi, and now a wisp of projection, it is even more impossible, even if Luo Zhuo decides to burn the jade, he doesn't want them to get the Hongmeng purple qi!

As long as Hongmeng Purple Qi leaves the host, it will return to heaven and earth, and it will not appear unless it meets someone who is destined again, which is why Qingfeng did not kill Luo Zhuo at the beginning, that is, he was worried that Hongmeng Purple Qi would dissipate directly after he died.

"If you ruin my Wuzhuang Temple, do you want to die like this?" Zhenyuan Daxian's gaze fell on Luo Zhuo, and he snorted lightly, "There is no such cheap thing!" Hongmeng Purple Qi, I want it, you, I will throw your soul into the eighteenth layer of hell as a punishment for destroying my Wuzhuang Temple!"

Zhenyuan Daxian said, his right hand was raised, a little forward, obviously he was still in the air, but that finger was directly at the center of Luo Zhuo's eyebrows.

At the moment when Zhenyuan Daxian's finger touched Luo Zhuo's eyebrows, Zhenyuan Daxian's projection suddenly changed color.

The sound of space shattering came, Luo Zhuo's eyebrows suddenly released a white light, the light was great, dazzling, it was a sword light, words could not describe how dazzling that sword light was, I saw that the sword light crossed the sky, directly slashing towards the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian, the sword light passed through, and the space was shattered, forming a black hole-like space crack.

"How could it be you?!" Zhenyuan Daxian's phantom let out an angry roar, and he, who was still powerful just now, had been split in two by that sword light, turning into a little starlight and disappearing into the air.

When the Zhenyuan Daxian projection appeared, those onlookers had already been suppressed by the power of the demi-saint and passed out, otherwise if anyone saw this scene, they would definitely exclaim that it was impossible, the demi-saint projection was actually split in half!

Qingfeng's mouth was open enough to stuff a fist, except for Luo Zhuo, the only one present who was sober he couldn't believe it at all, he knew best his master's ability Zhenyuan Daxian, that was the top demi-saint in the fairy world, even if it was a ray of projection, his strength far surpassed his own, what is the origin of this Luo Zhuo, why is that sword light so powerful, why is there some familiar feeling?

Qingfeng couldn't figure it out, he subconsciously looked at Luo Zhuo, Luo Zhuo had already breathed more and less intake, and he couldn't lift his fingers, but Qingfeng didn't dare to make another move on Luo Zhuo for a while, Fang Cai's sword light, if it came at him, he would definitely not be able to stop it, and he was now worried that Luo Zhuo would still be able to use it.

Of course he wouldn't know that that sword light was not something that Luo Zhuo could cast at all, it was when he was in Aolai Kingdom, his ancestor Li Qinglian left it on him, Luo Zhuo didn't know how strong the life-saving means left by Li Qinglian at the beginning, originally he thought that Li Qinglian was just an emperor realm, no matter how strong it was, after all, the cultivation time was short, and it was impossible to be much stronger than the emperor realm of Wuzhuang Guan, so he didn't consider this method when he came to Wuzhuang Guan, but he didn't expect that Li Qinglian's sword light would be so powerful, and even the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian was split with a sword！

It's a pity that this sword light can only be used once, and after the sword light kills the projection of Zhenyuan Daxian, it will automatically disappear, Luo Zhuo is really exhausted now, not to mention Qingfeng, even if a heavenly immortal comes, he can easily kill him.

Luo Zhuo lay on his back on the ground, and there was not much fear of death in his heart, "Yuanyuan, don't be afraid, I'm here, wait for me!" Ya'er, if you are still alive, live well, I'm sorry, I can't go down with you." ”

Just when the phantom of Zhenyuan Daxian was cut off, far away from the starry sky, the deity of Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of shock, and after a long time, he stood up, his figure flashed, and disappeared.

Outside the original site of Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng stared at Luo Zhuo, for a full quarter of an hour, Luo Zhuo didn't move, Qingfeng finally couldn't help it, he put the golden hammer in front of him, and his right hand sent out a true yuan, hitting Luo Zhuo's leg.

"Click-" Luo Zhuo's right leg was broken, and he snorted, but there was no other reaction.

Qingfeng's old trick was repeated, breaking Luo Zhuo's limbs one by one, he was still not at ease, cast a spell in the air, and turned into a big hand to grab Luo Zhuo, in fact, if Luo Zhuo could still cast that kind of sword light, it would be useless for him to hide far, he was purely psychological comfort.

Seeing Luo Zhuo fall into his spell master's hand, Qingfeng felt a sense of ecstasy rise uncontrollably in his heart, no matter what the price was, he finally captured him alive! Even if the harmful master lost a projection, it was worth it! This is Hongmeng Purple Qi, with Hongmeng Purple Qi, his own achievement of a half-saint is just around the corner!

At that time, there will be two and a half saints in Wuzhuang Temple, a mere Taoist temple, and it is not possible to re-establish it at any time, anyway, the ginseng fruit tree is not here, and the loss is only some ordinary disciples and buildings!

Qingfeng didn't think that Zhenyuan Daxian would let him get Hongmeng Purple Qi?

Just when Qingfeng was looking forward to the future, he suddenly felt a pain in his mind, he subconsciously kept his head, and after a while, he came back to his senses, and fixed his eyes to see that Luo Zhuo had disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )