My Sect is So Upbeat

Rolling like thunder, Shengwei roared.

As the words were carried out coldly, the huge head formation flashed again with a shocking luster, bursting out of the source of strength, and pressing against the heavenly boat.

Only at the moment of the collision, there were waves of waves on the spot.

The clouds pushed horizontally, and everyone around the sage mountain felt the unparalleled strength, shaking their bodies and destroying the qi.

Panic screams sounded, and the crowd began to flee in a hurry.

They don't know what kind of force this is, they dare to provoke the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and they dare to speak wildly to kill the Heavenly Secret Goddess.

But judging from the shocking vision and the degree of strength, it is obviously a stubborn stubbornness, and it is definitely not a good person.

Vaguely, similar to some kind of ancient divine gate, extremely powerful.

Although it is impossible to guess, it does not prevent them from fleeing.

In just a moment, the mid-air position and the ground seemed to retreat like locusts.

Huang Tianqi took Duan Fei and also left the range of Sage Mountain, looking at the sky in amazement.

This is true for Baihuatang and the many immortals, but Long Jun has not moved half a step, and his dark red eyes have murderous intent.

It has been a long time since Tiansha came to Nanxu last time.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious powerful man appeared again right now, and looking at these fluctuations, it was obvious that the background was coming out, with absolute will and instructions, to avenge the evil of the gods and take the lives of the gods and women.

Being able to pierce the forehead with an arrow of Tiansha, this force still dared to make a move, indicating that they indeed possess considerable strength.

But since he is here today, how can he sit back and watch.

"Hmph, how can Nanxu be a place where you like to act recklessly!"

Long Jun uttered a clear drink, and the ancient dragon might spread in an instant, and the strong waves of the dragon clan made the skull formation tremble.

The eight mysterious spellcasters who walked out of the door of space suddenly looked back.

With a wave of his sleeves, dark power came out immediately.

It's just that Long Jun is the absolute powerhouse, but the Dragon Clan, the same as the top level of the dragon species, and after successfully setting foot on the sage before, he is already a first-order quasi-sage.

The mere eight-stranded power of darkness can stop him.

Na Longwei recklessly rolled his cuffs and turned into a roar of the dragon, shattering the wave of the eight people, swept across the skull formation without hindrance, and directly bit off a corner.

The eight flew upside down, spurting blood.

But when Long Jun was about to take a step forward, suddenly a door of flames opened in the space in front of him.

The gloomy holy power exploded, protruding the old bone claws, and lightly patted them three inches in front of Long Jun.

Boom!

The collision and explosion of the aura caused the sky to scream.

Long Jun's figure stagnated, and his face became solemn.

"Your cultivation is not easy, the old man still advises you to take care of your nostalgia."

The owner of the old Bone Claw was a rickety old man, whose energy was erratic and full of death, but there were dark waves of holy power hidden deep in his body.

This is a quasi-saint-level powerhouse, and his strength is hovering above and below Tier 2, comparable to the original Tiansha.

But he is not the palace chief.

In other words, besides the old man in front of him, there may be other Quasi-Saint-level existences, not a few.

This unknown force seems to be quite well prepared.

Long Jun didn't change his face, and Leng Heng stepped on an empty trip again, without any intention of shrinking.

I saw the roar of the field, and the sage mountain began to collapse.

In the distance, Xuanwu Jihe, who was hiding in a corner, frowned as he witnessed the fighting.

He vaguely seemed to have seen this group of people somewhere. Judging from the fluctuation of his breath, he was quite familiar, but it was difficult to remember.

At this moment, the Tianjizhou, the formation is still open and closed, and the coercion continues to erupt.

All the maids of the Ark in the surrounding area have already set off a red pony training and resisted together.

But Qiu Xuanzi knew very well that the real murder was not this formation, but the palace chief who had not yet revealed his figure in the darkness.

She ran the Six Taoist Sutras taught by Ning Yuan, but it was rather difficult and inconsistent.

"Emissary Qingdian, are you sure this is okay?" Qiu Xuanzi asked with fingertips.

Qing Yu looked at the sky and nodded in response: "There should be no problem. The headmaster also used the spell that day, which is enough to inspire the peak strength of my inheritance body."

When the words fell, there was a ray of luster that poured into Qing Yu's body.

So that her inheritance body began to fall into a state of killing in an instant.

At the same time, Qing Yu's eyes began to turn into black holes, without any emotion, and her hair was dancing without wind.

The source of the slaughter flows from the body and becomes more and more prosperous.

Only under the cover of the Tianjizhou defense system, there are no waves in the outside world.

According to these circumstances, the formation is unable to blast the Tianjizhou defense system.

The head of Jibone Hall, who was hiding in the darkness, seemed to understand this as well.

Immediately, the door of space was slowly revealed above the formation, he walked out from the end, a dark holy might spread open, flooding the whole world.

He was tall and dressed in ancient gold and black robe, with a battle axe branded on his back, which looked like a strange bone.

He wore a mask, showing only cold eyes.

From a distance, Ji He saw the tomahawk mark on his back, his expression suddenly frozen.

"It's them... it turned out to be them!"

He started to step back, his body stiffened, and his pupils showed fear.

A long, long time ago, he went to the depths of the Mang River realm to find the remains of the fallen deep-sea sacred palace, and he saw this tomahawk mark from the mighty forces of all parties.

It was an ancient sacred gate called the Temple of Bone Sacrifice, with an unimaginable background.

At that time, he was only ordered to go, and a sage-level figure who seized the Deep Sea Legacy Pearl crushed countless strongmen, crushed the sanctuary restrictions with one hand, and calmly took the Legacy Pearl away.

No wonder it's quite familiar, no wonder where I have seen it.

It turned out to be the Temple of Bone Sacrifice!

Ji He was full of fear, with cold sweat on his forehead.

The head of the sub-temple appearing right now, although not as good as the emissary, is also strong in strength and high in status.

If the Heavenly Secret Pavilion does not have a more powerful rescue field today, the preaching goddess may really fall.

At the end of the line of sight, the head of the Jigu Hall had placed his right palm gently on the formation.

The eyes under the mask were gloomy and cold, and there was an explosion of unparalleled power, and a huge battle axe phantom was revealed.

Following the formation, severely slashed on the Tianjizhou defense system.

Asking the sage mountain to completely collapse and burst, the wind and the cloud fell into the wild, and the trembling Longjun and the old man retreated one after another.

Then there was a crisp sound, Tianjizhou's defense system... shattered!

With an unimaginable edge, the phantom of the battle axe continued to move forward until it landed on the back of the ark, in front of the attic palace.

Ji He thought that everything was over, Long Jun angrily wanted to show his true body, the village chief's footsteps had already moved a little.

In the mid-air position, there is an unprecedented evil aura, ready to explode, it seems that there will be an illusion of a dead mountain and a sea of ​​blood.

It's just that their movements are slightly slower.

In the Tianjizhou, the meaning of horror and killing was rolled over in an instant.

In an instant, the phantom of the battle axe was shattered, and the horrible twisting wave formed a black hole, ruthlessly destroying everything in the line of sight.

When it swept in front of the head of the Jibone Hall, the storm tore through the quasi-sacred gang gas, and half of the mask burst under the rubbing!

boom!

The formation collapsed, and the ashes drifted away slowly.

The endless killing thoughts flooded everyone in the audience, causing the hairs to stand up and his face changed in shock.