The moment the Buddha's shadow shattered, the old monk's figure froze, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale!
in the inner circle.
Piro's expression was cold, his body swayed, and one foot stepped out instantly.
boom!
next moment.
He arrived in front of the old monk in an instant.
The divine body fell.
The earth shook!
"My God! Glory!"
In an instant!
The divine slaves transformed by the two lords from the Taoist Palace instantly knelt on the ground and knelt down fervently.
Piro didn't look at them at all.
With a sweep of his eyes, he instantly fell on the old monk. Although he did not deliberately use his divine power, it still caused the old monk's figure to tremble slightly, and a faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"you."
He spoke slowly.
"Where did it come from!"
"Amitabha."
As if he had not heard anything, the old monk recited the name of the Buddha, clasped his hands together again, and the ten thousand-foot-long phantom of the Buddha that had disappeared came together again.
The sound of Buddha fills the air.
The Buddhist charm is peaceful.
But it aroused the anger in Piro's heart even more.
boom!
A casual blow.
Smash the phantom of Buddha away again!
"well……"
The old monk swayed, sighed, and ignored him. He sat down cross-legged and silently chanted sutras. The breath on his body... quickly disappeared.
"The worm shakes the tree!"
"It's ridiculous!"
Piro's eyes were cold and his face was expressionless.
Just when he was about to take action again and beat the old monk to death, a sudden change occurred!
Bloody sky.
Suddenly it started shaking violently!
Faintly, a white light spot that was extremely bright appeared in the sky.
boom!
Boom!
at the same time.
A tyrannical and unparalleled sword intent suddenly fell down in an instant, and the whole world was shaken by the sword intent. In the blink of an eye, the rain of blood that kept drifting was completely dissipated under this sword intent.
It seems that apart from this sword intention, there is nothing else that can be accommodated in the world!
next moment!
The sword intent fell instantly in front of Piro and turned into two figures!
A person with a transparent figure, rich spirit and handsome appearance.
But it was Yun Jiansheng.
One person's clothes were torn and his expression was solemn.
But it was Gu Han!
The moment it fell, the two divine servants transformed from the Dao Palace didn't even have to shout, and were directly shocked into blood mist by the sword intent!
"Grandmaster!"
The moment he saw the old monk, Gu Han's heart suddenly sank, "What's wrong with you?"
"donor."
The old monk looked calm, "May I ask, what happened to Wu Xin?"
"..."
Gu Han was silent for a moment and said honestly: "I don't know, there is a high probability... that he is dead."
The tenth level.
Although the Immortal Emperor's will did not deliberately target Wu Xin, he didn't think Wu Xin could survive in that situation.
"Amitabha."
The old monk recited the Buddha's name and looked at Yun Jiansheng.
"Next, let me help you."
"Fellow."
Yun Jiansheng sighed softly, "Let's go."
The old monk nodded, raised his arm slightly, and pointed to the west, "Western Desert, God Killing..."
That's only half the story.
But his arms hung down gently, and the aura on his body... was completely dead!
"Grandmaster!"
Gu Han felt extremely sad.
To him, the old monk was kind-hearted but not pedantic. He was not only a highly respected senior, but also a great kindness to him. Now that he saw the other person pass away, he naturally felt very unhappy.
Respectfully.
He paid a big salute to the old monk's body.
From Xuandan camp.
To Yun Jiansheng.
Then to the old monk.
now.
He hates these gods almost to the core of his being!
"Who are you!"
Until now.
Piro spoke again, his tone extremely solemn.
The Yun Jiansheng in front of him felt very dangerous to him, far more than the two brothers Ren, Wu, Ren and Liu!
"Xuantian Sword Head, Yun Jiansheng!"
boom!
Not loud.
But it turned into an extremely abundant sword intent, which instantly disappeared into the sky and suddenly dispersed. Under the condensation of boundless clouds and blood rain, it directly turned into thousands of giant swords. It trembled for a moment and fell directly!
Keng!
Keng!
…
In the blink of an eye.
All the giant swords have fallen on the edge of Zhongzhou!
The entire Zhongzhou was actually directly formed into an unusually large sword formation by him, and at the same time, he also sealed all the nearly endless and spreading divine flames within the territory of Zhongzhou!
boom!
boom!
…
The divine flames were tumbling, constantly hitting the sword net formed by the giant swords, but they came back again and again, unable to shake the sword formation at all!
puff!
puff!
In silence.
All the divine servants in the sword formation have been wiped out by the sword intent!
…
The edge of Zhongzhou.
Only less than 20% of the people were able to escape here, and the remaining 80%... almost all were buried in the divine flame!
only.
The more they fled, the more desperate they felt. The divine flame seemed to be alive, feeding on the vitality of living things. It spread faster and faster, and its power became more and more powerful. At first, people in the Holy Realm were saved from being swallowed up, but now...
It is extremely difficult even for people in the Ascension Realm to escape.
now.
The divine flames are sweeping across and are about to spread to the other four regions!
boom!
Also at this time.
A vast sword intent that seemed to cover the sky fell from the sky!
Keng!
Keng!
Immediately afterwards.
The clouds and blood rain intertwined and turned into a giant sword. However, before the divine flame spread out of Zhongzhou, it was completely blocked, and the creatures that had turned into servants of the gods were also killed one by one!
thump!
The edge of Zhongzhou.
A monk looked at the divine flame that was still tumbling less than a hundred feet away from him, and sat down on the ground.
It's scary.
It's also tiring.
Almost, if the giant sword fell even a moment later, his fate would be self-evident.
It's not just him.
The rest of the people who were lucky enough to escape, regardless of their level of cultivation, all had a feeling of surviving a disaster, with different expressions on their faces, and no one knew what they were feeling.
Are you happy?
Logically speaking, if you survived, you should be happy.
Can……
Even if they survived, countless of their fellow disciples and relatives were buried in the divine flames.
now.
Only a handful of people were lucky enough to witness the battle a thousand years ago, and could vaguely feel a familiar feeling from those giant swords.
Could it be... is he?
…
"It's him!"
At the junction of Zhongzhou and Southern Xinjiang, President Tianyun looked determined.
"It's definitely him!"
"Except for him, no one has such a strong sword intention!"
Said.
He took another look at the unresponsive ghost-faced jade plaque in his hand, and felt like crying without tears.
It’s over!
The two envoys seem to have been tricked by me!
They won't settle the scores later, right?
…
"If it were him."
"Perhaps we can preserve the last peace of this continent!"
The junction of Zhongzhou and Beiyu.
The demon clan guardian glanced at the remaining dozen demon clans behind him and sighed dejectedly, "We can also save... our demon clan's last hope!"
…
The only one who can determine the identity of the owner of this sword.
It was Yan Qianjue and his party.
Can he... do it?
This is the question on everyone's mind.
After all, although Yun Jiansheng is strong, he has basically never appeared in front of people for thousands of years, and he has almost never made a move. In addition, it is rumored that his body is decayed and his time is short. No one can judge whether he is this god.
opponent.
"Definitely!"
The fat man's eyes were red, staring at the divine flame blocked by the giant sword.
"Old man... I can definitely kill him!"
…
Inside the sword array.
"Oh it's you?"
Hearing Yun Jiansheng's name, Piro no longer looked at the giant sword, and the third eye between his eyebrows opened again and fell below.
"The remnants of Xuantian?"
boom!
Wherever you look, everything turns to powder!
However, this power, which could destroy the world, could not affect Yun Jiansheng at all. Even though his figure was somewhat transparent, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and the occasional glint of light shone like stars.
!
Of course he knows.
The god in front of me is not the one in the God-killing Formation, and it is much stronger than the latter!
Gently.
He raised his arms and looked calm.
"Where is the world of mortals?"
…
Within the forbidden area.
As if sensing the call, the wooden stick standing still on the ground suddenly trembled violently!
Snapped!
As a soft sound came, the wooden stick split into pieces in an instant, and a bright sword light let out a clear sound, then disappeared into the sky and disappeared!
The sword shines like a rainbow.
All obstacles were broken in an instant, and in just a moment, he came to Yun Jiansheng's side!
boom!
Under the sword intention of Soaring into the Sky.
It actually forced Piro's body of tens of thousands of feet to take half a step back, and even the vertical eye between his eyebrows couldn't help but narrow!
Until now.
Only then did Gu Han see the true face of this sword.
The sword body is made of unknown materials. It is completely snow-white without any flaws. The sword body is shrouded in a hazy clear light, making it even more sharp and unparalleled!
Clear light and mist.
Two beautiful small characters engraved on the sword are vaguely visible.
Red dust.
It's just... this sword that should have been perfect is now only half of it!
The sword is like a man.
People are like jade.
If a jade is broken, its whiteness cannot be changed; if a sword is broken, its meaning cannot be destroyed.