The main hall completely collapsed and was strangled into ashes. The eight young men could no longer be seen. In such a violent strangulation, there was little danger but danger.
boom……!
The sect's main peak collapsed from the mountainside, and a figure rose into the sky. The young man was a little embarrassed, and his slightly torn clothes were stained with blood. He looked at the man in gray robe, and the stars in the eight directions behind him were spinning endlessly. He transformed into a three-foot-long giant and smashed it down with his fist!
The man in gray robe shook his sword and shouted softly: "Destroy the sword!"
The sword light moves.
The young man stagnated for a moment, but just for a moment, the next moment the light of his fist covered the gray-robed figure, the void was annihilated, and everything turned into nothingness.
The young man's aura was disordered, and he was facing Gongshu Yao who was sitting on the magic throne. Under his killing move, the man in gray robe was completely wiped out!
He attacked Gongshu again, endless power emanating from his body, walking in the sea of thunder, one step at a time creating a lotus.
Thunder descended from the thunder cloud and struck the magic throne, making a roaring sound. Gongshu's face remained unchanged and he said softly: "You are defeated."
The young man felt uneasy, forced himself to calm down, and said in a cold voice: "You arrogant ants can be destroyed with just a flip of your hand!"
Gongshu said: "You are unlucky. If there are only two of us fighting and you don't give me time to prepare, I will be defeated. Unfortunately, although the time is short, it is enough."
He was sure of victory. He saw hundreds of mysterious lights rising from the ground. The young man lowered his head and looked down. It seemed like a long river was rushing out of the painting, like a giant python wrapping around him.
Gongshu shouted coldly: "The secret of the coffin - the Years and Years Festival!"
The long river python slowly circled, getting tighter and tighter. Endless mysterious light shone down and enveloped the young man's body. Like snow melting in spring, the young man's body gradually evaporated from his feet!
The young man was shocked and shouted: "You actually know that person's secret technique!"
The young man's face finally changed, and he became a little worried. He twirled the jade fan in his hand, and a dark blue water curtain formed around him, canceling out most of the mysterious power.
His calf has disappeared, but it does not affect his walking. As long as he is alive, there is hope for rebirth in the future by taking the elixir.
Boom!
A violent roar came from the sky, Gongshu's complexion suddenly changed, the young man used his soul sense, and he smiled coldly: "The people from the Law Enforcement Hall will arrive within ten breaths. It is wishful thinking to change your fate against the will of heaven!"
Even so, he still cast two water curtains to cover himself, and sailed the Ten Thousand Years Ship carefully without being careless. The young man's face was pale, but he looked up to the sky and laughed. He still had eight breaths left, so he was sure to win.
As soon as the law enforcement hall arrives, he will be safe.
"Eight Breaths, I will kill you too!"
An ordinary old man walked up the mountain from the ruins. He was stooped and old, with no strength in his body. The young man glanced at the old man indifferently. How could a lunatic dare to challenge him? How could a mortal dare to speak nonsense?
The young man withdrew his gaze and was too lazy to pay attention. He counted six breaths left in his mind. Suddenly, he saw a bizarre scene. The young man who was chatting and laughing on the magic throne stood up and flew down in front of the old man, his body trembling.
"Disciple Wang Luo pays homage to Master!"
Gongshu knelt down on one knee and touched his head to the ground. His words were choked and he didn't even care about his own destiny.
If there is anyone in this world that he can respect, Wang Hua is definitely the one, maybe the only one.
The old man looked towards the horizon, where a golden chariot was approaching rapidly. He said softly: "I will no longer be your master when you die. The fate is broken."
The old man waved his hand, and Gongshu stood up slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him and shook his head. Gongshu was his most proud disciple, and he also learned the coffin very well, but it was a pity that he did not have the fate of master and disciple.
While he was talking, the golden chariot had arrived, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, and more than twenty people walked out of it. The leader was an old woman with white hair and a childlike face. She snorted coldly: "To trigger such a catastrophe, it must be for the sake of disaster.
Devil!"
"Two breaths left!"
The young man in the sky was overjoyed. At the same time, he flew towards the golden chariot and said: "I am the past body of the eighth generation of the ancestor of God, and I am willing to join the Law Enforcement Hall!"
One more breath left!
The young man was calm in his heart. He looked back at the ground, but his hair stood on end. The old man came behind him at some unknown time, and then he noticed that he had lost a lot of blood.
He wanted to escape, but he couldn't. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the jade fan was turned upside down and thrust straight into his heart, passing through his chest. It seemed that he would not be able to survive. He glanced at the ground and mocked: "It doesn't matter if you rely on other people's strength. I don't care."
I won’t let you get what you want even if you die!”
His body gradually dissipated, and the thunderclouds in the sky slowly dispersed, but Gongshu on the ground felt uncomfortable. He sat down on the ground and fainted.
His Heavenly Tribulation actually self-destructed, and he was only halfway into the Tao. The incomplete tenth time he entered the Tao... the writing was on the wall and could not be changed.
The eight ancient stars in the nine heavens were connected in a line, and at the moment when the young man disappeared, they turned into an eight-star imperial crown and descended on Gongshu's head!
At the foot of the mountain, Bai Ye saw Wang Hua. He was excited and a little confused. Where did Yan'er go? He looked at Wanyan Qing and asked, "Who is that person who got off the golden chariot?"
Wanyan Qing said: "That old woman is the senior elder of the Law Enforcement Hall. The others are senior figures in the Taize Hall, the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, and the Brahma Temple. The weakest ones are all at the second level of Shenqiao!"
After a pause, she asked: "Do you know Gongshu's master?"
"Um."
Bai Ye nodded and replied: "My eldest brother and I grew up together. Master treated us as both master and father. We have been separated for many years. I never expected to meet under such circumstances."
The scene was silent for a moment, and suddenly Bai Ye felt Wanyanqing's delicate hand touching his palm. He looked at Wanyanqing curiously, and saw that she seemed to be alone, as if nothing had happened, so he boldly reached out to hold her hand.
hand.
This time, Wanyanqing didn't hide. Bai Ye immediately held her little hand, delicate and soft, and Bai Ye kneaded and played with it, making her ears turn red, but she remained motionless, as if she didn't notice.
In the sky, the old woman stood in the sky and looked down, snorting coldly: "The Demonic Heart Sect has given birth to a demon who harbors evil intentions. Today, we are ordered by the Goddess to investigate, and those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy!"
The old woman showed a snow-white token with mysterious patterns carved on it and two ancient characters written on it: Goddess of Heaven.
The Goddess gave the order and the three realms surrendered. After all, the Goddess is still the most famous cultivator in the world!
More than twenty people fell from the sky, and the old woman shouted loudly: "Dingfeng, why don't you come and see me soon!"
His voice was like thunder, covering the entire Heart Demon Sect, and countless retreatants were disturbed by his angry shouts. Bai Ye couldn't help but worry about Senior Brother Taichu and others.
Wang Hua picked up Gongshu from the ground. Gongshu was in a semi-conscious state. Wang Hua half-supported and half-dragged him and pulled him down the mountain. He didn't pay any attention to the old woman and others and didn't even take a second look.
The old woman was a little sulky, but she didn't move. She was just an ant. Once the Heart Demon Sect was destroyed, she would be dead. What she wanted to wait for were the top leaders of the Heart Demon Sect!
At the foot of the mountain, Wang Hua dragged Gongshu down, and Bai Ye went up to meet him. Wanyanqing was a little shy, so Bai Ye held him half and half pulled him.
"Master!"
When the words came to his lips, Bai Ye choked for three breaths before speaking. His eyes were slightly moist and red. He knelt on the ground and apologized: "I'm sorry, my disciple has failed to live up to your expectations and has not yet entered the Tao..."