Yang Guang didn't care, the soul communicated with the heavens, and in the void, lightning fell from the sky. The black lightning was about a thousand feet, like dragons, with teeth and claws, appearing in the sky, hitting the void hard, and there were bursts of screams.
came.
The Sky-Destroying Sword was hundreds of feet in size at the moment. The sword light was suffocating and the sound was terrifying. It struck down fiercely. Standing on the sword field, you could faintly see a mysterious aura permeating the air. It was vast, vast, and ruthless. This was unique to saints.
The aura of the Sword. This Heaven-Destroying Sword was forged by Master Tongtian himself, and it contains a trace of the aura of a saint.
At this time, Yang Guang's firepower was fully activated, and mana spurted out from the twelve Taoist palaces, exerting the power of the Heaven-Destroying Sword to its extreme. He struck the sword field with one sword, making bursts of "clang, clang" sounds.
The flying sword fell off from the giant sword and scattered in the sword field. The aura on the flying sword was dim. Under the aura of the saint, the materials of these flying swords were severely damaged.
"Come again." Hongmeng appeared behind Yang Guang's head, and thousands of divine patterns appeared and appeared in the Hongmeng. There was a green lotus swaying in various shapes, and magical powers evolved one after another. Divine light burst out from Yang Guang's eyes, holding the sword in both hands, and once again
Cut on the sword field.
"How could his magic power be so powerful?" Taoist Linghe looked at Yang Guang in the distance and felt the power of the saint looming in the void. He knew that this was the result of Yang Guang's magic power, but thought of such a
The effect cannot be achieved by those who are not powerful. But he doesn't know why Yang Guang has such powerful magic.
Ah Qing looked at the giant sword in the air, a smile appeared on his pink face. Suddenly, a sword light shot into the sky and stretched for thousands of miles. A green light appeared in the void, as if cutting the void into two pieces.
The Holy Master did not dare to neglect, and a ray of light burst out from his heavy eyes, and he rushed towards Ah Qing, but he wanted to hurt both sides.
A ray of golden light suddenly popped out of Ah Qing's mud pill and turned into a pagoda. The golden light shone, and golden light fell from the pagoda, shrouding Ah Qing in it, blocking the sword with double pupils.
The Holy Lord on the other side obviously did not expect this. The pure Jun sword energy hit the body, and a spiritual light flashed away. The Holy Lord also had a protective treasure on his body.
But soon he realized something was wrong. A golden light flew over in front of him, and a sword energy flew out of the golden tower. The sword energy was sharp, making him look panicked. He felt a trace of quasi-sage's breath from it, which merged with the heaven and earth, and rolled up.
The power of heaven and earth.
As a disciple of Mother Lishan, how could she not have the means to protect her? There is a sword energy in the golden pagoda, which was planted by Mother Lishan in order to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at the most critical moment.
The protective armor on his body had no resistance at all, and was torn apart by the sword light in an instant.
The Holy Lord let out a shrill scream, and his body turned into a rainbow and flew towards the distance. His body was cut off at the waist, and everything below the waist was cut off and fell to the ground. Blood was spilled, like a waterfall.
, flying down.
There was a look of panic on his face. From birth to now, he had never been so severely injured and almost lost his life.
"Holy Lord, where are you going?" A chuckle came from the void. I don't know when, the Holy Lord suddenly felt as if the space around him had changed, and a huge sword appeared in front of him.
He slashed at him.
"Ancestor." He looked at the familiar giant sword and never thought about how he could be where Yang Guang was just now. At this time, he could only exclaim in surprise.
"Ah!" However, it is a pity that Yang Guang had already calculated that the Great Teleportation Technique would change his position with the Holy Master. The young Taoist never thought that Yang Guang's method would be so weird. When he discovered
By that time, it was already too late, and the sword struck down, splitting off the Holy Lord's right shoulder.
"Damn guy." The young Taoist was furious when he saw this.
"Old thing." A golden light came through the air and crashed directly into the sword field. The flying sword in the sword field met the pure Jun sword, and the light dimmed instantly. During the collision, one flying sword was cut off, and the sword
The area is in chaos and dilapidated.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure." The young Taoist sensed the difficulty of Chunjun Sword, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. The opponent was Daluo Jinxian, holding the Innate Spiritual Treasure in his hand. When the two were added together, the power was greatly increased. He was definitely no match.
, coupled with Yang Guang who was watching him eagerly, the young Taoist suddenly had other thoughts in his mind.
At this time, the Holy Lord had lost two-thirds of his body, his magic power had been exhausted, and he had even lost a lot of energy and blood. His vitality was severely damaged. Looking at the Wang family ancestors like this, how could he still dare to be there?
Stay here.
"The Holy City can no longer stay. The Sui Emperor and Taoist Motian joined forces to attack. Even the ancestors can't resist. Leave here quickly and leave the green mountains behind. Don't worry about running out of firewood." The Holy Lord glanced around and saw the Holy City.
In the middle, there were killings everywhere, and the intention to retreat was already in his heart. At that moment, he didn't even care about his son, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the holy city in an instant.
"Coward, coward." The ancestor of the Wang family saw clearly and was trembling with anger. He never thought that the Holy Lord would escape at this most critical moment.
"Father, wait for me." Wang Chong saw the disappearing golden light and the ten-round sun coming towards him, scorching the earth. A look of panic suddenly appeared on his face. He shouted loudly and wanted to escape quickly.
here.
"Beidi, don't leave." Upon seeing this, Taoist Motian burst out laughing. A big sun appeared in his hand, and the true fire of the sun spurted out from the sun, stretching for thousands of miles and burning toward Wang Chong.
At this time, Wang Chong could not think of resisting. The ancestor of the Wang family had too much time to take care of himself. His father had already escaped, and other Wang Clan leaders had been killed by the enemies who came after hearing the news. The once powerful holy city was about to turn into dust at this moment.
Countless pavilions and pavilions in the holy mountain were destroyed, and countless rare treasures were snatched away.
The Holy City is no longer available.
"Dang!" The void shook, the bell sounded melodiously, and everyone suddenly felt that their souls were shaking, as if they were about to leave the sea of consciousness, and their faces changed greatly in fear.
There was another crane cry, resounding through the sky, and a white crane came from the sky and landed in front of Wang Chong. The rays of glow on the crane blocked the oncoming true sun fire.
"Senior Brother Crane." When Wang Chong saw the flying white crane, his face suddenly showed joy. He was rescued from a desperate situation. How could he dare to neglect? He quickly climbed onto the back of the crane. The crane spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, and the bells rang.
When the sound rang out, the crane spread its wings and flew away, quickly disappearing from the same place. The powerful true fire of the sun just flew into the air.
"Taoist Motian, Yang Guang, I will come back." Wang Chong's angry voice came from the void.
"It's amazing to have such a powerful sect!" Taoist Motian was furious.
But he looked at the flying white crane, and there was nothing he could do.
