Chapter 1094 Death of the Witch God

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In the sky, it became more difficult for Xu Ziyan, Ximen Guyan and others to move forward, and the rushing evil dragon made it almost impossible for them to move.

"Ximen, what should we do?" Yan Xingyun looked at Ximen Guyan and shouted, and the rest of the people also looked at Ximen Guyan.

Ximen Guyan kept sacrificing water cloud banners to break through the densely packed evil dragons in front of him, his eyes swept over the crowd, and finally stopped on Bai Xiyan, his eyes suddenly lit up and said:

"Master Bai, try your fairy talisman!"

"it is good!"

Bai Xiyan immediately set up a fairy mansion, thousands of cold lights shot out, it was sword light, smashing countless evil dragons in an instant, causing a gap to appear in front of all the monks. Without any hesitation, the monks followed closely behind the fairy talisman, and quickly approached the pair of magic eyes in the air.

The space seemed to be infinitely far away from the monks, and when one fairy talisman was consumed, Bai Xiyan immediately released another one. The eight Mahayana monks advanced rapidly. Finally, after consuming nine fairy talismans, it flew to the front of the magic eye. However, what frustrates the monks is that no matter how they release all their potential, they can only cause weak damage to the pair of magic eyes.

"The last fairy talisman!" Bai Xiyan yelled, releasing the last fairy talisman.

Everyone's faces tightened, and a burst of tension rose in their hearts. Xu Ziyan stared at the pair of magic eyes, feeling great anxiety in his heart. Everyone has the same worry in their hearts at this time. But the scene is very strange. All the Mahayana monks turned their eyes to Xu Ziyan, even Wang Woyun and Yun Feifeng were no exception.

Since the ancient ruins under Renzhen Pass, Xu Ziyan brought everyone out. After breaking the seal formation of the ancient relics, they took a high look at Xu Ziyan in the subconscious of everyone. This is not obvious in ordinary times, when in deep crisis. This kind of subconsciousness emerged, and unconsciously regarded Xu Ziyan as the backbone. If this happens several times, Xu Ziyan will become the spiritual leader of the entire vast continent, and the soul of the vast continent will be recited by thousands of generations, just like traveling thousands of miles.

Xu Ziyan naturally felt the eyes of all the monks, thinking quickly in his heart. The moments of crisis in the past that I have experienced in the past are constantly flashing in my mind. Suddenly, his heart moved, his eyes sparkled and he said:

"Everyone, let the white island master use the fairy talisman to resist for a while. We monks who have the fairy weapon will smash the fairy weapon into the magic eye and detonate it. This is our last chance."

The expressions of the monks changed after hearing this.

However, although they are very reluctant to part with the fairy artifacts in their hands, they also know that the situation is indeed as Xu Ziyan said, and this is their last chance. After a momentary hesitation, they nodded one by one.

The Demon Emperor didn't have any fairy artifacts, so he retreated behind the crowd. Bai Xiyan sacrificed the fairy talisman in front of the crowd, covering everyone inside, and then the seven Mahayana monks injected the fairy artifacts into their bodies. Xian Yuanli. The celestial artifacts released dazzling light, and this light gradually became stronger.

quarter of an hour. The seven Mahayana monks are all ready to detonate the fairy weapon, and they all look at Xu Ziyan. Waiting for the order from Xu Ziyan.

"Island Master Bai, let's move forward!" Xu Ziyan shouted.

"it is good!"

Bai Xiyan sacrificed the fairy talisman forward, and all the monks followed closely behind the fairy talisman. When they got closer to the pair of magic eyes, Xu Ziyan yelled:

"Sacrifice!"

The words fell. So he sacrificed the fairy sword in his hand, and at the same time sacrificed the other six fairy weapons. The laser shot into a pair of magic eyes. Immediately, under the protection of the fairy talisman, everyone rushed towards the ground and shouted loudly at the same time:

"burst!"

There was an explosive sound like tearing space in the sky, those eyes froze instantly, and then shattered like a piece of crystal, and the densely packed dragons in the sky also turned into whistling clouds. The huge explosive force made Xu Ziyan's eight Mahayana period monks fall to the ground like a night boat in the ocean, or like a meteor passing through space. Eight big holes were smashed. But Han Dan and other half-step Mahayana monks had already fallen to the ground.

"Boom~~"

The ray of evil thoughts in Wushen's sea of ​​consciousness exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his movements to stop, and at this moment of stopping. Yang Linglong's dark golden sword, Ling Yijian and Gongzi Duan's sword intent, Gongsun Lin's flame knife, Fa Yongzheng's simple long sword, Wang Junjie's sword case, and Changmei's banner all fell on him. various parts. The most important thing is that the witch god was inspired by the magic eye's power that did not belong to him, which caused his body to be severely damaged. At this moment, he was dismembered by a group of young heroes, and he was killed.

The great battle seemed to be over at last. All the monks sat on the ground, and Xu Ziyan and other eight Mahayana monks also crawled out of the deep pit, sitting on the ground and panting heavily.

At this moment, a "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the ears of the monks, and the rumbling sound came from all directions, causing all the monks to jump up from the ground and look around in horror.

Shocks are gathering here from all directions. What they don't know is that in the thirty-six valleys with this as the center, the stone statues on the thirty-six altars suddenly burst open, and then burst There are the bodies of those thirty-six guardians.

Each of the thirty-six altars sprayed out beams of light, and the beams of light rumbled through the cliffs. The thirty-six altars were connected to one place through the beams of light, and the blood of the thirty-six guardians flowed along. With the rays of light merging together, they rushed towards the stone statue of Dong Yiyi in the central valley.

The sound of "rumbling" was endless, and the ground was constantly trembling. All the monks looked around blankly and in fear, wanting to know what happened.

There was a bang, and countless rays of light shot through the mountain wall. Immediately, countless monks were blasted into powder by the beams of light, and the monks who reacted flew into the sky one by one, looking down.

I saw a huge net composed of streaks of light flickering rapidly, and finally converged on the stone statue on the altar below them.

The stone statue suddenly came alive, and the fused blood poured into the stone statue, and the stone statue was undergoing drastic changes. Looking at it now, it is clearly not a stone statue, but a living person wearing a set of gray armor with traces of blood red, but the person is very huge, as big as three human monks, and his appearance is very strange. Dong Yiyi's appearance.

The giant Dong Yiyi proudly stretched out a big hand and squeezed it in front of his chest.

"Bang~~"

The whole ground flew up, turned into a big palm, and grabbed the monk in the sky.

"Boom~~"

The big hands were closed, and some monks who flew slowly were crushed into powder by the big hands.

"Mountain soul!"

Xu Ziyan was startled, thinking of the soul of Yanshan sitting on the ground to break through, hurriedly looked around and saw that in the sky, Hope's arm turned into a huge palm, and soul of Yanshan was sitting there cross-legged On the big palm. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his body flickered, and he came to Yanshanhun's side, his eyes lit up, seeing that Yanshanhun's aura had broken through to the peak state of the late Mahayana, but he was still there. .

This is because the soul of Yanshan swallowed too much light of life. At this time, those lights of life are continuously dissolving the eggshell, forcing Yanshan soul to continuously run the magic formula, sending true energy into the dantian continuously, and The true energy in the body is constantly transforming into the immortal energy.

The palm formed by the earth crashed down, and Dong Yiyi raised her hand high again, and slapped it down. I saw the evil spirit in the air instantly condensed a big hand that covered the sky, almost covering the sky in the entire space, and shot it down.

The evil energy in the entire space was compressed rapidly, and the spiritual treasures released by all the monks were rapidly consumed, and each of them had to be replaced with a spiritual treasure. However, at the moment of changing the spirit treasure, the big palm had already touched the heads of all the monks.

All the monks exerted their magic power to the extreme, and bombarded the big palm in the air. Gathering the strength of everyone, especially a group of Mahayana monks, was able to block that big palm in the air. But the heavy pressure is still there. The most painful thing is that the immortal artifacts of these Mahayana monks have been destroyed. At this time, there is no convenient treasure at all, and they can only resist with their cultivation base.

This made the monks feel more and more pressure, and the evil spirit in the space seemed to be substantiated, suddenly becoming a hundred times fiercer. Both Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul have not opened the Lingbao. At this time, the substantive evil spirit is madly pouring into the two people's bodies. Xu Ziyan can feel that the aura of Yanshan soul beside him seems to have reached its peak rapidly and is suppressed in front of a barrier. At the same time, she also felt that her body could no longer withstand the evil spirits, and the evil spirits needed in her body had reached saturation.

Just as Xu Ziyan wanted to open a Lingbao, he suddenly thought of Yanshan Soul. The soul of Yanshan is using the light of life to improve his cultivation base. As the saying goes, mutual restraint is accompanied by mutual growth. If he refines the life energy, will he be able to absorb these evil spirits again and improve his cultivation base?

At this time, the big palm on top of her head put more and more pressure on her. If she couldn't break through, she didn't know if she would be able to leave this ancient ruin. However, if he breaks through at this moment, once that big palm hits him, he won't even have a chance to escape. What's more, judging from her vision, she can't last long with the strength of the crowd, and this time is not enough for her to break through.

The faces of all the monks in the Mahayana period also showed nervousness, and at this moment, Ye Feiyang, the master of the Central Plains Shenji Sect, suddenly threw a scroll, and the scroll flew to Dong Yiyi's head. It unfolded slowly, but it was he who obtained the mountain and river genealogy from He Boxian's mansion.

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