In the end, Shi Zhongyu stayed and began to retreat in front of the sacrifice spirit. When practicing here, it was easier to get close to the great way and give blessings to the understanding of bone script.

After the little bull-dian broke through, he also rushed here to retreat, and the secret strongholds were exposed. If it weren't for Shi Zhongyu's reminder, three secret strongholds that had been operating for hundreds of years might have been pulled out. In that case, the elders would probably have been angry and vomited blood.

In this way, Shi Zhongyu and Xiaobudian cannot send them away first, so as not to have any accidents. It is safest to be next to the sacrificial spirit. When the chaos comes, it may be safer to take advantage of the chaos and take advantage of the chaos and leave.

The old sacrificial spirit is waiting to fight to the death now, killing several adult pure blood beasts.

They have been standing for so many years. The ancient sacred mountain actually wants to use a knife to them. It’s great. If you don’t kill someone, how can you deserve its lifetime reputation?

The old sacrificial spirit can survive from ancient times to the present, so it is not easy to get along with each other. It has experienced countless bloody battles and killed countless enemies. Even if it falls into the root of the disease, it still survives. Whoever dares to peek at it is seeking death.

In this way, two days passed peacefully. At dusk, the old sacrificial spirit suddenly rose from the ground, and the blue clouds soared into the sky. The divine chains of order were intertwined, covering the sky.

"Children, start breaking through, remember, you must survive, my enemy is here."

The old sacrificial spirit and the old voice reached Shi Zhongyu and Xiao Shihao's ears.

The talents of Shi Zhongyu and Xiao Shihao are definitely not much worse than those of Shi Yi, who is a double-pupil.

However, it has also heard of Shi Yi's reputation as being unkind and unfaithful, which made the old sacrificial spirit very dislike.

Although Shi Zhongyu and Xiaobudian are a bit bearish, they are both good kids who value love and friendship. If they can survive, their future achievements will be limitless.

Shi Zhongyu and Xiaobudian were awakened from enlightenment. Although they did not enter the Ancient Holy Academy, their harvest was no worse than Shi Yi who was heavily pupiled.

Shi Zhongyu was determined to sneak into the ancient holy courtyard, which was very strange. As soon as he approached, he took pictures and repelled it.

Perhaps as the elders said, there can only be one person at a time.

The old Jiling preached himself, and both of them gained great gains. Xiao Budian already had the confidence to break the taboo and open up the eleventh cave.

Shi Zhongyu was in full swing. Is it finally about to start?

It was not a day or two for him to wait for a moment. He himself was looking forward to what kind of surprise the Spirit of the Holy Ape Martial Soul could bring him.

In the sky, the terrifying aura surged, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the mountain, gathering towards the Butian Pavilion. From a distance, there was a divine ring covering the sky, and more than one of the strong men descended, all of whom looked down on the heavens and the golden road spread out from tens of thousands of miles away, as if descending from the heavens.

Not only the giants arrived, but also a large number of frontmen came, trying to break up this feast. The people from all walks of life were silenced, and I don’t know how many people came, all kinds of creatures were there, not only human races, alien races, and ferocious beasts.

"Children, follow us, fight out, and must survive."

Some sects called out loud, and the turbid old man's eyes were filled with tears. They had been in Butian Pavilion all their lives. Now Butian Pavilion is facing a great disaster, how can they not be heartbroken?

"I'm here to open the way and fight out."

Elder Xiong Fei spoke. This old man had a hot temper on weekdays, but at this moment he stood up.

At this moment, I don’t know how many enemies came outside. Some of them had grudges against Butian Pavilion, some had grudges, and some wanted to take advantage of the situation.

As an ancient great sect and holy place for cultivation, Butian Pavilion is left behind in it, waiting for them to divide it.

The most important thing is that I heard that the old sacrificial spirit is about to die. When the dust returns to the dust and the soil, its divine essence will inevitably replenish the earth, just like falling leaves returning to the roots.

And those present will be able to baptize the heart of Tao, flesh, and build the foundation for enlightenment.

For many big clans, this is the most important opportunity. Young disciples in the clan need such baptism, which is a great opportunity that is hard to come by.

"Little one, protect yourself, don't hold back, don't be scruples, kill!"

Shi Zhongyu solemnly reminded Xiao Shihao.

"Okay, little brother, so do you. Protect yourself, don't forget, Sister Liu Shen asked us to go back to the village."

Little Budian was a little reluctant, and he sensed a strong fighting spirit and murderous intent on Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu killed too many ferocious beasts, and the murderous aura on his body was so strong that it was comparable to some old monsters. He had been hiding on weekdays, but today he showed his sharpness.

"Okay! I'll open the way for you."

Shi Zhongyu agreed, then looked at the five golden sheep, the big red bird, the second bald man, and the hairball Zhu Yan.

He had long reminded these guys to follow Shi Zhongyu and not to run around.

"boom!"

At the same time, the battle outside had already broken out, and the runes were intertwined. The three old men of Butian Pavilion who rushed out first were soon covered in blood, suffered severe damage, and were forced back because there were too many people coming.

At this moment, the jade in the stone used a shadow martial soul, a treasure technique, a phoenix tail, a purple gold crown, a lock of golden armor, a lotus silk treading cloud shoes, a magic sky and earth used it, and a Ruyi golden hoop in his hand, sweeping across thousands of troops with one stick, as if a mountain was crushed by it, breaking all the methods with the purest brute force.

There was a cracking sound, a bursting sound, and a scream of screams. The shadow of the jade in the stone exploded, and its attack power would not be worse than that of the genius in the Venerable Realm.

Especially with the blessing of Ruyi Golden Cudgel, everything is broken. He uses power, and there is not so much attention. If the blocker is enough, just smash it into pieces.

"Walk!"

The original deity of Shi Zhongyu was as calm as ice. The old men in Butian Pavilion had healing pills on them. After preparing for this moment, they had already taken the pills and continued to join the battle.

There was a shadow martial soul leading the way in front of him, Shi Zhongyu was still very relieved. Su Lao was in the inscription realm, but the explosion of Shi Zhongyu just now shocked them.

They were surprised. What method did the stone jade use? Is it a rune puppet?

Shi Zhongyu didn't need them to explain anything. He kicked a few steps back, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Of course, he did not forget to take back the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the weapons on Shadow Martial Soul had been replaced with maces.

In the other direction, more than a dozen elders of Butian Pavilion bathed in blood, roared repeatedly, activated the treasure, flattened a mountain, and wanted to set off a bloody path and lead a group of disciples to break through.

Opposite them, an old man came from the air, with an ancient animal skin under his feet, holding a golden divine sword and slashing it down.

This is a powerful man in the array, from the Tuoba family, a family that has grievances with Butian Pavilion. The old sacrificial spirit killed the other party's protector sacrificial spirit.

At this moment, a golden figure appeared and slashed down with a stick in the air.

"Click!"

puff!

No one expected that this would be the result. An existence in the array was crushed by a black iron rod that was large in the mountain. The sword in his hand turned into slag. His body touched the black iron rod, as if it were paper, and it turned into blood mud. No matter how endless runes the other party burst out, it could not block the sudden attack.

quiet!

The scene appeared for a moment. What happened? Has the Venerable of Butian Pavilion taken action?
Chapter completed!