Chapter 373 Punishment
Zhang Wuye's cultivation base is very low, so to prolong his life, it is not necessary to have a whole plant of immortality medicine, only a part of it is enough.

The white tiger medicine was still lingering in front of Mo Yuan vividly, but it was inevitable that his energy and spirit were a little sluggish.

There are a lot of things going on in Yuancheng, except for the two great saints from the Immortal Mountain lineage, there are also people from the Holy Land of Waving Light, which is wrong. To be precise, it should be the black hand who secretly manipulated the Holy Land of Waving Light. Guardians of the legacy.

Mo Yuan's eyes stayed in the sky above the Northern Territory, looking at Ye Fan's crazy appearance, he sighed again.But after all, he didn't care about Ye Fan, but shot at the two emperor soldiers fighting above the holy land of Yaochi.

The Holy Land of Shaking Light is a great sage driving a black golden tripod with dragon patterns, and is fighting to the death with the green golden pagoda of fairy tears. The large piece of blue brilliance protects the entire Yaochi, and above the Yaochi there is also a large formation shining with Dao patterns and echoing the green golden pagoda of Xianlei.

It is not the Queen Mother of the West who is driving the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda, but a great sage who has been revived from the source of the gods in Yaochi. It is a white-haired old woman. It seems that her teeth are about to fall out, and there is a sense of aging all over her body. He is dead angry, but his divine power is still vast when he strikes, not at all inferior to the controller of the Black Golden Cauldron with Dragon Pattern in the Skyrim.

In fact, this old woman is really dying. Behind every great power that has been handed down for a long time, there must be generations of unrivaled arrogance sealed in Shenyuan as their foundation. It is to protect the power of the sect, which is also one of the reasons why the great holy places can continue to prosper.

In the battle between the two parties, the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda has the upper hand. In the situation that the power gap between the controllers is not large, the Yaochi Holy Land occupies a favorable location and is blessed by the Zongmen Great Formation. It's nothing, but when the Jidao Emperor's soldiers and gods have not fully recovered, but only rely on the divine power of the controller to support them, it is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The divine pattern of the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda turned into a huge phantom with a height of tens of thousands of feet, like an ancient sacred mountain, suppressing on the black dragon transformed from the dragon pattern black golden tripod, even though the black dragon howled and struggled, it was still As stable as Mount Tai.

The divine light on the dragon pattern black gold tripod was compressed into a small range, but that was it, after all, it was the ultimate emperor soldier, and Yaochi Holy Land did not have an overwhelming advantage. Great Saint of Fluctlight, that is almost impossible.

The great sage who shakes the light clearly understands this point, so he drives the emperor tripod and firmly guards the four directions, so that the Xianlei Green Golden Pagoda can take advantage of it.Although the area occupied by the pitch-black divine light is not large, it is extremely stable, no matter how the fairy tear green golden pagoda is impacted, it still remains motionless.

The old woman in Yaochi was very anxious. They didn't know the specific situation in Yuancheng, and they were worried that something might happen, so each attack was more ferocious than one attack. He could not enter the green golden pagoda of Xianlei, but he still couldn't help the black gold tripod with dragon pattern.

"Your Excellency, do you really want to live forever with my Yaochi Holy Land? If Zishan is in trouble, my Yaochi will definitely take the West Emperor Pagoda and go to your Yaoguang Holy Land to find an explanation!" Some people considered the consequences of the war between the two holy places and let themselves go.

The great sage of the Yaoguang Holy Land has already taken over the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron, and he didn't say a word to the old woman's yelling, but just firmly defended the West Emperor Tower's attack.

He is from the Holy Land of Waving Light, but he is not from the Holy Land of Waving Light. He is the protector of the line of Swallowing Demon Art. This line has infiltrated many major forces.

And with the strength of the Holy Land of Waving Light, they will not be afraid of the Holy Land of Yaochi at all, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Adhering to the mentality of not seeking merit but seeking no faults, a great sage only defends but does not attack. In order to hold back the people of Yaochi, the great sage of Yaochi has no way to deal with him all of a sudden.

However, just when the people in Yaochi Holy Land were impatient, something happened.

A golden divine light descended from the distant sky, crossed the void, easily broke through the blue light from the West Emperor Pagoda and the mysterious light from the dragon-patterned black-gold tripod, and fell on the dragon-patterned black-gold tripod in an instant. Inside.

A scream suddenly sounded from the dragon pattern black gold cauldron, and then a broken corpse fell from the air on the dragon pattern black gold cauldron!
And the black gold cauldron with dragon pattern was enveloped by that divine light, and slowly flew towards the sky.

"Hey! What is that?!"

"The great sage who became the master of the imperial army has fallen?!"

All the fairies in Yaochi Holy Land turned pale with fright, gasping for breath, even the old woman who manipulated the West Emperor Pagoda changed color!

"Shaking the Holy Land, coveting the Emperor Mountain, this black gold cauldron with dragon patterns will be used as punishment!"

A clear voice resounded throughout Donghuang, and there was an astonishing divine power in the sound wave, which made the ears of the Donghuang monks buzzing.

Where the Sect of Shaking Light Holy Land is located, at the moment when the voice sounded, the entire sect's countless mountain guard formations suddenly burst into extremely bright light, and then, like a meteor across the sky, the brilliance faded away and was completely annihilated!
Not only that, the sacred mountains, the pavilions and palaces, the sacred springs and medicine gardens that the sages of the Shaking Light Holy Land took great pains to move, all collapsed at the same time.

The earth cracked, the fairy pond dried up, and the elixir lost its vitality. In just a moment, the Holy Land of Shaking Light, which was just a sacred land in the world, became a ruin.

But the amazing thing is that the monks in the door, whether it is the foundation buried in the source of the gods, or the new disciples who have just started and have not opened the sea of ​​​​suffering, from top to bottom, there is no casualty, even in those collapsed sacred mountains. The same is true for monks who practice in retreat.

So when the sect was destroyed and the entire Shaking Light Holy Land was in a mess, all the people did not cry or curse loudly. Instead, there was silence, a silence that was so shocking that it was unbelievable and extremely depressing.

hum!
Above the holy land of Yaochi, the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns suddenly burst out with an incomparably terrifying and peerless aura, which belonged to the supreme aura of the extreme, oppressive for eternity, and invincible in the world!

It is the god in the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns. It was unwilling to be taken away by Mo Yuan, and it spontaneously recovered at this moment!
The fully revived Jidao Emperor Soldier, even a supreme figure would not dare to underestimate it, definitely has the combat power of a great emperor. At this moment, the Heaven, Earth and Dao are mourning, and the entire Beidou's creatures are trembling.

The revived black gold tripod with dragon patterns turned into a ferocious black dragon with a height of thousands of feet. The dragon's body hovered in the sky, and its cold vertical pupils looked at the starry sky, but it couldn't find Mo Yuan at all...

(End of this chapter)

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