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The first thousand one hundred and six chapters

"Seven people, come together."

Ru Zun's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said lightly: "I want to see how evil this monster is. Could it be that it can be against the will of heaven? So what about the fire of the world? After all, it is just a lower-level sword saint. Whoever can kill him will be the holy ruins that nurtured the fire of the world in his body will belong to anyone, and no one will be involved."

"Yes, Holy Ancestor!"

A group of young men with spirit cultivation were born evilly and fought for the holy ruins of the world. In an instant, four sword cultivators and three sword cultivators soared into the air. They were all the best among young men with spirit cultivation, and two of them had even reached the level of a middle-level sword saint. Such geniuses were also an extraordinary figure in the upper realm.

However, today's situation is like a collision between stars, and no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

"kill!"

Seven people formed a formation, two middle sword saints attacked the upper plate, two sword cultivators attacked the left and right respectively, and three sword cultivators attacked the lower lane. For a moment, the spatial rules ahead were like mirrors that were cut open in an instant, and the fiery sword intent containing the rules of death surged like thunder. Below, three sword cultivators waved their swords, and the sword light surged, extremely sharp.

I was already in a desperate situation in a blink of an eye, and this feeling was really bad.

You can't hide, you can only face it.

The Immortal Bone Sword sank, and a strand of fire-colored feathers floated around his body. The True Feather Sword Realm instantly opened a field of several feet. I frowned and instantly raised the power of the Sacred Ruins of All Things to the peak state. A crazy roar came from the ten-level sea of ​​qi in my body. The holy energy rolled out, and I stepped forward with a single foot. The heaven and earth seemed to be broken. Hundreds of golden avenue rule chains burst out, forming a collapsed space. The rule chains quickly extended outwards, rushing out from the True Feather Sword Realm, hitting the attacks that everyone exerted.

"Pushpengpeng—"

The sky seemed to be about to be shattered. Each chain of rules of the great way contained the fire of the world, which could suppress the fire of death of many spirit-raising boys and gain the advantage of time and place. With the strong sword intent of the Zhenyu Sword Realm, three sword-holding boys could not attack for a moment. Only the long swords of the two middle-level sword saints boys pierced through the Zhenyu Sword Realm, and the sword intent stabbed my eyebrows like thunder, with a murderous intent.

"Good come!"

My heart trembled. We must fight quickly. The opponent's seven people took action together. If I had a long battle, I would be destined to be dragged to death. So I turned to my body without hesitation. I suddenly opened my hand and held the sword blade of a middle-level sword saint boy. Suddenly, my palm was burning. Even if my body became a saint and touched the opponent's sharpness, it was very difficult to absorb, but I couldn't care about that much. My whole body was full of sword energy, and I grabbed the young man's sword blade with one hand and swung it to the left. The immortal bone sword thrust out, and a white deer magic lined across it. It was the strongest move of the white deer sword technique - Guixin!

Guixin's sword was extremely domineering. After one sword, the young man was shocked and hurriedly let go of his hand holding the sword, but it was too late. The immortal bone sword "sneered" and pierced his protective sword energy, and at the same time pierced his neck. The young man hurriedly covered his injured neck and retreated. Even if he was not dead, he lost his combat power. At the same time, my body was spinning rapidly, and I would bear the ruthless sword of another middle-level sword saint boy in the future.

With a sharp sound of "keng", the blade fell on the back of the iron cast, and it made a clanging sound. The strength of the body's sanctification was not overwhelming. With the power of the body, it could withstand any magic weapon attacks under the artifact. Even so, a wisp of blood still bloomed in the air. A hole was cut on my back, and it was so painful.

The sword blade sprinted and the fists and feet were attacking each other. After a few "pengpeng" sounds, I and the middle sword saint boy had a few moves. The fire of the world was full of domineeringness, which shocked him so much that he vomited blood and retreated. So, my plan to kill him was dashed. After all, I was a middle sword saint, with strong self-protection and offense and defense capabilities. After experiencing a severe blow to a companion, I became even more like a frightened bird, so I was more careful.

I frowned, my body sank in the flash, and the Immortal Bone Sword wrapped around the fire of the world, cutting off the arm of a sword cultivator at a lightning speed. At the same time, I was hit by two swords on my waist and head. One sword, the strength of the body's saint was too terrifying. The attacks of these people even left a red mark on the surface of my skin, but they could not be severely damaged.

A flying kick kicked a young man with a knife to break his sternum, vomited blood and retreated, raised his hand and blasted out a sword technique, killing him directly. At the same time, his body flashed and appeared above another young man with the speedy man king skill. The immortal bone sword was shining brightly and slashed Guixin sword. The fire of the world squeezed out the power of the rule of death, slashing him with his head and shoulders, and blood spilled into the sky, extremely dismal.

"Freak..."

"What a freak..."

"This person is so terrifying!"

A group of young men in spirit retreated quickly, almost everyone was injured. At this moment, a golden light burst into the air, and the "peng" fell on my shoulders out of control. Suddenly, a cracked sound came from the shoulder bones, followed by a scorching pain. The whole person sank dozens of feet, and vomited a mouthful of blood in a mess.

Looking up, you can see a golden mace in the Demon Lord's hand, and dense spiritual patterns appear inside, exuding the charm of ancient immortality. It has broken through the limit of the extraordinary weapon and reached the level of the artifact.

"Demon Lord, are you ashamed?"

Dongfang Wan was so angry that the peaks on her chest were undulating. She pointed at the Demon Lord with the Tianxin Sword and said, "You are so despicable and shameless when you use the God-killing mace to such a young monk!"

Holding the legendary "Divine Mace", the Demon Lord said lightly: "This son is extraordinary. If he continues to kill like this, I am afraid that the spirit-raising genius cultivated in the void vortex will fall. Let's take a step back, this battle is a peak decisive battle between the exile land and the upper realm. What other means cannot be used? Confucian and Taoist, what do you think?"

The Confucian Zun looked solemn and said, "Don't say much, all the spirit-raising geniuses attack and kill the upper world's titles and taboo characters. If you can kill one more person, don't be held back by Bu Yixuan and his boy, tied up our hands and feet. Demon Lord, use the magic mace to suppress anyone who dares to resist. I protect you."

The Demon Lord was very happy as if he had received an order: "I know what to do."

"kill!"

Dozens of spirit-raising boys burst out with fierce auras, forming a group of them. Their figures were like phantoms melted in the night sky, pounced on Dongfang Wan, Shangguan Ziyi, Shentengshu, Lin Yuan and others. As Ruzun said, they did not want to be bound by me alone, and they had already launched a siege.

"Stand!"

The Divine Vine Tree shouted softly, and its body was filled with aura condensed by transcendent rules. The vigorous breath of life continued to rise, forming a prosperous field of green leaves. A series of tender golden vines pierced out, sweeping down the spirit-raising boys in the air one by one. The two taboo sword saints triggered sword intent to kill the air, shocking and injuring some spirit-raising boys. Facts have proved that it is a bit difficult to exiledly rely on the spirit-raising boys to kill the taboos. These spirit-raising boys may have the ability to kill the title with the right time and place, but it is difficult to kill the taboos such as the God Vine Tree, Master, Master, and Dongfang Wan.

"puff!"

The divine vine tree showed no mercy, and the tender golden vines penetrated the bodies of several young men in succession. The sword intent of the master and uncle was extremely sharp, and they woven into a sword net in the air, and no one could break in.

"So brave!"

Ruzun shouted loudly, spread the scroll in his hand, suppressed a mountain of books in the air, and headed straight for the divine vine tree.

The divine vine tree stood in a ray of light, and when the palm gently flicked, a green artistic conception suddenly soared into the sky, colliding with the Confucian Shushan method, which was comparable to that, but at this moment, another golden light bloomed in the air, falling straight on the shoulders of the divine vine tree. However, this blow was not like when I hit me, as if I was sank into the clouds, or like the divine vine tree had no body at all.

"What's going on?"

The Demon Lord was shocked.

"Don't worry, continue to activate the magic mace!"

Ru Zun's face was full of murderous intent: "This God-killing Mace once killed the immortals in ancient times, let alone the remnants of the remnants in front of him?!"

"good!"

The Demon Lord shouted softly and injected the holy energy into the God-beating Mace again, activated more than 10,000 spiritual patterns. The light of the God-beating Mace suddenly surged. All the light condensed at one point and hit the head of the God-beating Mace again, stirring up a lot of clouds. You can feel that the God-being Mace was still attacked and its aura further decreased.

"Try again!"

The Demon Lord laughed wildly and waved the magic mace. After a loud "peng" sound, Master Shangguan Ziyi fell out, and his shoulders were already covered in blood. His breath suddenly fell to the bottom. When the next blow hit the magic mace, Shangguan Nanfeng was beaten to vomit blood and flew away. With such a heavy blow, Lin Yuan, Yue Tian and others were furious.

"Martial Saint, how about protecting me?" Lin Yuan said.

Yue Tianxin understood the gods, and his body suddenly became bigger and soared into the air. His golden body was extremely powerful. He raised his arm and punched the demon master holding the god-beating mace. They wanted to seize the god-beating mace!

"Be your dream of the autumn!"

The Demon Lord roared, activated the God-killing mace, and turned into a golden light and hit Yue Tian's huge arm heavily. Suddenly, a "crack" sound of bone cracking came from his arm. Yue Tian's body obviously stopped for a moment, but without stopping too much, the injured giant arm still used a brave punch to attack the Demon Lord.

"Peng..."

The fist force fell in front of the Demon Lord and was blocked by the artistic conception of a mountain of books. Just as the Religious Lord said, he was protecting the Demon Lord, and no one could hurt the Demon Lord at this time.

"Old guy!"

The Demon Lord had a proud look on his face, holding the magic mace in his hand, and said, "So what if the physical body becomes saint? Today I will use the magic mace to slaughter your sainted body!"

The light of the God-killing mace burst out, and it blasted down again and again. Suddenly, the tragic sound of physical trauma continued to come. Yue Tian's arms were covered with scars, and the bones of the two giant arms were almost broken, but they still walked forward, opened their mouths and spit out a ray of light and blasted in front of the Demon Lord, destroying the Confucian and Taoist barrier set up by Confucian Lord again.

"Swish..."

Just as Yue Tian's head was attacked by another god-beating mace and blood was flowing all over the ground, a gray shadow rose from behind him, and the sword light turned into a giant pillar in the air, slashing heavily at the head of the Demon Lord.
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