"Young people, don't be scared. This is just an aging holy king, and our hometown in Taoyuan has long been fully prepared to deal with him."
Hong Cheng, the director of the Heavenly Daoyuan, was full of energy and loud voice was heard, which was transmitted to every monk from his hometown.
Before the war started, the seniors told them that after many accurate calculations, the only one extremely aging holy king was left in the Burial Immortal.
In other words, as long as you win this battle, you will be able to win the final victory.
Therefore, everyone has a high fighting spirit, and under the orders of the immortal chief of the sect, various restrictions are activated in an orderly manner and defensive formations are arranged.
In an instant, millions of gorgeous lights lit up in the sky, and various spiritual currents spiraled and entangled, Taoist talismans shone brightly, array patterns flashed, and magnificent momentum! At the same time, the Holy King of the Underworld who closed his eyes on the throne finally opened slightly
When he opened his eyes, he saw the aura of millions of powerful people from homeland burst out. The powerful dark king didn't even move his eyelids, but just slit his fingers at the seven generals in front of him.
The seven generals of the Burial Immortals all have the most saint-level strength. They once fought with the Holy King of the Underworld in various eras, and they traveled through billions of realms, destroying one brilliant cultivation civilization after another, and died under their swords.
There are countless saints, and there are still unjust souls crying under the blade.
The seven generals have a title that will be stunning forever - "The Seven Nether Blades of the King"! Now, as the pioneer generals of the Burial Immortals, they ruled millions of Burial soldiers and were preparing to destroy the last pure land of the human race.
The Holy King of the Ming Tomb was completely disdainful to say a word to the powerful people in his hometown. Under his command, the King's Qi Ming Blade flew to the front of the boundary wall with a huge aura, ignoring the power of various protection formations.
One of the generals held a double-edged sword three meters long and one meter wide. He held the hilt in the middle and slashed one of the array weapons of the outer protection array! Boom! The deafening space
The explosion sounded far into the depths of the starry sky, and the hearts of millions of monks from homeland were also shocked.
In everyone's extremely shocked eyes, a crack appeared in the array device protected by the heavy array force, and it collapsed quickly and was shattered with a knife! That is the supreme sword principle! Compared with the starry sky and all worlds
The most terrifying sword cultivator since ancient times is even more terrifying! "Hmph, a mere Dao formation is vulnerable. Who dares to take my sword from the Nether Sea?"
The general of the Burial Immortal, who claimed to be the Black Sea, shouted loudly, pierced through his soul, shaking dozens of heavy protection formations to tremble continuously.
The next moment, the other six generals of the King Xia Qiming Blade all used their swords, and they all cut off the Taoist formation weapon inherited from the prehistoric era with just one knife! Taoist Master Luo Wu frowned when he saw it.
He thought that these prehistoric inheritance array weapons could slightly consume the original power of the opponent's general, but he did not expect that the strength of the King Xia Qiming Blade was far beyond their imagination.
In this way, the strongest saints in the hometown will not only deal with the Holy King of the Underworld.
First, you have to cross the defense line of the seven most holy generals! This battle is much more difficult than what Taoist Priest Luo Wu envisioned.
However, he and other Taoist powerful men concluded that the Holy King of the Underworld must be in a state of extreme aging, otherwise he would not have been sitting on the throne and not taking action.
The opponent also wants to consume the enemy's main force first and then make a decisive battle.
"Everyone is ready, when the formation breaks, when the charge is launched! Defend the homeland and never retreat!"
The leading Taoist geniuses shouted loudly, which was very inspiring.
The next moment.
Rumble! The loud shock and explosion sounded continuously, and a large array of protection on the boundary wall was cut into gaps by the King Xia Qiming Blade. The light curtain was broken into pieces like colorful glass, and one of them was extremely fast
He flew towards Chen Xuan, stabbed Chen Xuan in the eyes, and was slapped away by Chen Xuan.
“?!?!?!!!”
Outside the boundary wall, millions of burial soldiers held up the pitch-black bone spear and made strange and intimidating sounds, as if they were beating drums heavily in everyone's heart.
The dark eyes of the King's seven underworld blades suddenly glared and shot out a strong light. Then he roared angrily, holding the double-blade sword was the first to rush into the gap in the protection formation, and walked towards Luo Wu.
The long head is cut off! Obviously, the fierce general under the throne of the Holy Throne of the Underworld wants to take the head of the first person in his hometown and make the first contribution! "Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord."
Taoist Master Luo Wu looked calm and recited a Taoist catchphrase. At the same time, he raised the whisk in his hand and faced the double-blade sword in the Nether Sea! The two peerless powerful men had a shocking blow, which destroyed time, and the atmosphere of the entire Taoyuan homeland instantly set off a violent blow.
The spiritual tide, and the space was filled with folds and ripples. The first round of the fight seemed to be about to break the world! The destructive power was amazing! Before the heroes around him could react, they were shaken away from afar, with only a few people
It can also stabilize the body.
Chen Xuan was one of them. He used his pupil power to clearly see the result of the battle between Taoist Master Luo Wu and Ming Hai. He saw Taoist Master Luo Wu's body was pressed down by the battle blade for a thousand meters, and several thin broken silks were broken.
Floating down.
The dark sea was unscathed, and the dark elemental power was surging and turbulent, and his eyes were filled with tyrannical cold light.
"Master Luo Wu!"
The disciples of Taichu Taoist Palace were all shocked. They thought their masters were stronger than the King's Qiming Blade, but they didn't expect that they were suppressed by the opponent in the first round of fighting! The monks from other Taoist forces looked even more ugly.
Because Taoist Priest Luo Wu is recognized as the strongest person in the hometown of Taoyuan, he was actually suppressed by a general under the Throne of the Holy Throne of the Underworld. How can he fight this battle?
Seeing the other six generals of the Seven Nether Blades flying into the gap of the protection formation, Hong Qi and other Taoist sects flew forward together. The auras of both sides collided, like a meteorite falling into the vast ocean, surging endless super tsunami
!The Taoyuan Homeland has developed for seven epochs since its destruction of the prehistoric era, but only nine Supreme Saints have emerged.
One is because of the eternal taboo, and the other is the blockade of the heavenly way of burying immortals, so the Taoyuan hometown cannot give birth to the Holy King.
At first, Taoist Master Luo Wu and Hong Shi and others believed that the nine Supreme Saint level were enough to deal with the only one saint king left in the Burial Immortal, but at this time, they found that even if they were nine to seven, they would fight the throne of the Holy Throne of the Underworld.
As a saint-level general, the battle situation is still not optimistic.
"Old Taoist, you are so sad. You are trapped in the prehistoric land created by the Holy King of the Void with his own Taoist heart, but not even a Holy King was born. He survived for seven years. In the end, he would still be the eternal life of our burial immortals.
Sacrifice.”
Minghai grinned and mocked Taoist Master Luo Wu who had distanced apart.
"It's up to people, and we're just sticking to the great way that the ancestors of the human race walked through."
Taoist Master Luo Wu looked neither sad nor happy, and sacrificed a treasure like a starry compass, and the pure aura of chaos spreads in all directions.
"The Taoist divine plate that can infinitely generate various top-quality Taoist principles?"
Ming Hai recognized this holy object of the prehistoric Taoist Sect at a glance, but he was just a little surprised, "You are not completely useless, but unfortunately, the order of heaven is controlled by our burial immortals. No matter how powerful the Taoist rules are interpreted,