boom!

The pagoda divine light surged into the sky, covering the sky and the earth. When it came down from the sky, it drifted out a huge and infinite Taoist sound.

Loomingly, it was like mysterious characters, which appeared from the pagoda.

Every word has the mystery of suppressing mountains and rivers and confining ghosts and gods.

In just a moment, the blood burial seal was oppressed and wailed continuously, and the evil blood light on it collapsed and melted like ice and snow.

Bang!

What is even more shocking is that this bloody holy treasure that has been treated as a natal holy soldier and raised in Feng Yunque's body has cracked traces!

With a puff, Feng Yunqueru was backfired, coughing up blood and staggering.

"No!"

He was shocked and angry, roared, trying to take back the treasure, because once the natal holy soldiers were destroyed, they would also damage his Taoist practice.

Snap!

But under the suppression of the Dao Wuzhong Tower, the blood burial seal directly cracked and then exploded in the air. The terrifying blood fluctuation made the void turn into thick blood and keep rolling.

Feng Yunque let out a whistle, his mouth was bleeding, his face turned pale, and his eyebrows were full of anger and madness.

It is extremely difficult and harsh to have a natal holy soldier, and this blood burial seal was even more laboriously taken by Feng Yunque to nurture it.

But now, as soon as the battle was fought, it was shattered and completely destroyed before it could show its might. How could Feng Yunque not be angry?

My heart is bleeding!

There was also a burst of exclamations in the field, and it seemed that I could not have imagined that the Great Dao Wuzhong Tower sacrificed by Lin Xun could be so terrifying.

You can tell at a glance that it is very comparable to an ordinary holy treasure!

Otherwise, how could Feng Yunque's natal holy weapon be destroyed in one blow?

Even Lin Xun had a ripples in his heart.

When he had never become a saint in the past, even if he had the power to kill the saint, he could use the Dao Wuzhong Tower, he could only exert a small part of his power.

But now it is different. When he controls the power of the ultimate true saint, the true power of this treasure is revealed!

Judging from its power, it is worthy of being a treasure passed down from Fangcun Mountain. It is so extraordinary that it shines through the past and present.

"Little Bastard! I want you to die!"

Feng Yunque roared angrily, his bearded hair was flying, and he was completely crazy, and rushed towards Lin Xun.

Lin Xun's expression was cold and calm.

The Dao Wuzhong Tower turned around and released the mysterious golden Taoist light, and instantly suppressed Feng Yunque's attack.

boom!

Then, under the gaze of a crowd of horrifying eyes, Feng Yunque, the saint at the top, suddenly turned into the size of an ant, and his body was crushed by the Dao Wuzhong Tower, and his soul was scattered!

Not to mention the corpse, even the soul was left, and it was directly erased from the world!

"this……"

Lexue Xiu and others almost fell off their eyes.

Before, Lin Xun suppressed them from using the treasure.

Later, the broken blade flew out, but it was not a real holy treasure. Although its power was terrifyingly sharp, it was not enough to threaten these saints.

Because of this, the blood-treating cultivators were very suspicious that Lin Xun had just become a saint and there should be no special holy treasure in his hands.

But never thought that the emergence of the Dao Wuzhong Tower suddenly overturned their cognition!

What a holy treasure this is, how could it be so powerful?

"The Great Dao No End Tower, a treasure that the master obtained from the lower realm comes from the Guixu Fangcun Secret Realm, and there is a great mystery in it!"

Xiaoyin was excited and danced with eyebrows.

Fairy Ruowu thought about something.

In the sky, the familiar sound of the holy desolation resounded again, and the inside of the Qingming was stained with blood.

At this point, after She Taihang, Tu Wankong and Tu Yanwen, Feng Yunque, the most powerful saint from the black-patterned demon bee lineage, was killed!

At this time, only three people, including blood-strapped cultivator, He Qinghuai and Cang Xingkun, were left in the field.

However, their faces were already extremely blue, and there was an unconcealed sense of fear between their eyebrows.

When one scene after another of death occurred, they also woke up from their anger and realized the danger and seriousness of the situation. Their bodies were chilling, like falling into an ice cave.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, four saints at the top were killed. Although such losses were not enough to cause the blood demon ancient domain camp to get hurt, it was also a big blow.

The most intriguing thing is that until now, their opponents are unscathed and safe!

How can I fight this?

Even if they were unwilling to cut blood and cultivate, they had to admit a cruel reality.

This son is invincible!

"Little Bastard, I will never forget this hatred and hatred in the ancient Blood Demon Realm!"

The blood-strapped cultivator said viciously.

After saying that, he suddenly moved the void, flashed, disappeared into the field, and fled toward the extreme distance.

"We'll go, too!"

He Qinghuai, Cang Xingkun's expression changed wildly, and at the same time he moved the void and fled.

Since the war, Lin Xun has never shown any signs of being shaken. Even if he is besieged, he can suppress them alone so that they cannot raise their heads.

Such an opponent is enough to make them, the old monsters, despair!

"I said, if you can escape today, I will destroy my own way!"

Lin Xun sneered. He had already expected this, so his figure disappeared at the moment when the blood-stripping cultivator escaped.

Swish!

At the same time, his soul left his body, and the holy soul rushed out, controlling the broken blade, and killing the He Qinghuai who was escaping to the other side.

Cang Xingkun secretly thanked that he was not targeted, but he never thought that before he could be happy, the road ahead was blocked by a graceful figure.

Ruowu, who has been paying close attention to the combat situation, attacked at this moment!

"I can't bear to see him destroy his own Taoism, so you have to stay."

As soon as the cold sound rang, Ruowu took action without hesitation.

Buzz!

The thin, white, delicate hand swayed, and the sky was filled with fireworks, with the power of burning the sky.

At first, she showed signs in Bingfeng Valley and was surrounded and pursued by seven saints at the top. She was injured all the way, causing Daoji to be damaged and she had already been filled with hatred and anger.

And now, finally there is time to vent!

boom!

Her body is graceful, pure and pure, and her beautiful aura has a sacred charm, but when she starts to attack, she is fierce and not inferior to a man.

When he was blocked from retreating, Cang Xingkun's eyes turned red and he attacked with all his strength. He knew very well that the longer the time would delay, and when Lin Xun pulled out his hand, it would be his death!

boom!

But not long after the battle, a shocking roar came from the depths of the vast divine refining forest from afar.

Then, the sound of sadness and sorrow came from the sky!

Death so soon?

Cang Xingkun shivered all over, his face was horrified, and his heart was covered with horror.

How long has it been?

Deep in the forest in the distance, blood-stripping cultivation was destroyed, and there was no possibility of resurrection, because he had been penetrated with one arrow!

At the moment of chasing, Lin Xun pulled the Wudi Ling Bow and shot it out without hesitation. Without any accidents, he directly killed the saint of the Feiquan Demon Clan, the top saint of the Feiquan Demon Clan.

The reason is very simple. Just like the Dao Wuzhong Tower, the Wudi Ling Bow is now used by Lin Xun, who has the power of the ultimate true saint, and the true power of this fierce bow is revealed!

The other side.

He Qinghuai, who was fleeing, also heard the roar, saw the gathering of blood in the sky, and the sound of Ai Shang Dao resounded.

This made her feel stiff and creepy.

"I really want to kill everyone? This is the Blood Demon Realm. Are you afraid of being retaliated?"

Feeling Lin Xun's pursuit approaching, He Qinghuai couldn't help but scream and threaten.

"Revenge? It's my fault for revenge on you."

Behind, Lin Xun's holy soul Dharma image looked cold and controlled the broken blade and slashed out without hesitation.
To be continued...