Eight Desolate Holy Paths

Chapter 694 Saint's Resentment
Breaking through the supreme realm of the leader, with Li Shenfan's heart, he couldn't help showing the meaning of relief and joy. This time, coming to the 33rd heaven is really a great opportunity for Li Shenfan. Witnessing the way of the master of the sky, Li Shenfan instantly comprehended the sword of the saint The scriptures can be said to reach the sky in one step.

This kind of opportunity is not enviable. Li Shenfan's swordsmanship comprehension is overwhelming. He lives for the sword, dies for the sword, and puts everything in this life into the swordsmanship. He is a person with supreme determination.

"You little doll is not bad! This breakthrough speed is almost catching up with Ben Long."

Zu Long couldn't help admiring.

Boom!

At this moment, the Master Tongtian, who had lost the bird head and human body, moved, and came to Taiqing Saint with a divine sword in his hand, and stabbed the winged Witch with a sword.

The wings of this witch saint are terrifying. The saint of Taiqing fought with him for a long time, but he couldn't take him down. Seeing the sword light of the master of Tongtian sect stabbing him, this witch saint flapped his wings, and two crescent-like divine lights burst out from the wings .

Two rays of divine light swept across, cutting time and space apart. His method really has the power to cut off the long river of time and space.

when!
When the divine light collided with the sword light of the Tongtian leader, a violent tremor sounded and each disappeared.

Boom!
The sage of Taiqing danced his crutches to disperse the divine light, stretched out his hand, took out a scroll, shook the scroll lightly, and when it opened, it was a picture of Tai Chi, which was exactly the same as the picture of Tai Chi in Zhang Sanfeng's hand. Obviously, Zhang Sanfeng had won the sage of Taiqing Saint treasure.

Boom!

In the hands of the Taiqing sage, this picture of Tai Chi showed its great power and turned into a golden bridge, condensing time and destiny, time and space, and facing the witch sage.

The witch saint couldn't move at this time, and was frozen by the supreme power of the Taiji diagram. He forcibly endured the blow and was severely suppressed by Jinqiao.

Boom boom boom!

The witch saint who was suppressed at the bottom of the bridge struggled repeatedly with incredible physical strength, shaking the golden bridge. This was the Taijitu, the envoy of the Taiqing sage, who couldn't suppress this witch saint.

Seeing that the witch saint was about to break free from the oppression, Master Tongtian's eyes were cold, and with a swing of the divine sword, he manifested the four divine swords of slaying and trapping. The head was covered, and the four swords only circled one by one, and the head of the witch saint was twisted off.

What's frightening is that the fallen head of the witch saint did not die, but shot up into the sky, baring its terrifying fangs, and biting the two saints away.

boom!
Taiji Golden Bridge crashed, crushing the headless body of the witch sage into powder. Once the body died, the head that rushed into the sky screamed silently.

Once the two witch saints died, the situation changed drastically, and now the six ancient saints were already crushing the four witch saints.

One of the remaining witch saints was wiped out. Although this is not the manifestation of a real saint, but just the manifestation of Taoism, when all six witch saints are dead, everyone present still trembles in their hearts.

Whoa!

After the six witch saints were wiped out, the figures of the ancient six saints gradually became illusory, and finally dissipated in the void and returned to the Daoist spirit, while the three thousand rule chains manifested again, entangled towards the witchcraft altar.

"mine!"

After all, some people couldn't help it anymore. Seeing the death of the six sages of witchcraft, more than a dozen immortals soared into the sky, and rushed towards the altar of witchcraft in disregard of the three thousand rules and chains.

The eyes of these dozens of immortals are extremely hot. Although they don't know what this altar is, this altar can manifest the six sages of witchcraft. What treasure can match this kind of power?
Ji Tian's heart froze, and he fixedly looked at the immortals rushing past.

When these immortals rushed to the vicinity of the witchcraft altar and stretched out their hands to snatch them, the three thousand rule chains seemed to be irritated, and they flicked the void, killing these dozens of immortals in an instant, seemingly effortless.

Everyone's face changed, and they looked at these chains of rules in shock. Under these chains of rules, Immortal Daoist is just an ant, without the slightest resistance.

hum!
After killing these immortals, the chain of three thousand rules descended on the altar, tightly entangled the altar of witchcraft.

Loudly!
The chains of the three thousand rules suddenly stretched straight, sending out a powerful force, pulling on the altar, intending to pull the altar to an unknown place.

Boom boom boom!
The witchcraft altar struggled again and again, shattering time and space, and the aftermath of the shock spread to the people below, causing everyone to spurt a mouthful of blood immediately.

"Back off!"

Everyone hastily backed away.

Boom!

Seeing that the altar was still resisting, thunder resounded in the void, and thunders from the Great Dao descended and hit the altar with a loud bang. What was strange was that, as the thunder of the Dao God struck down, strands of dark mist emerged from the altar. These fogs It seems to be the source of all evil, exuding terrifying hatred and unwillingness.When people look at it, distracting thoughts rise up in their hearts. Everyone present is a generation with extremely firm Taoism, but they are aroused by this black mist with endless desires.

Ji Tian only felt a tumbling in his heart, endless hatred and killing intent surged up, his eyes turned red, he wished to kill all the creatures in front of him.

Except for him, everyone present was like this. Seeing that everyone was about to lose their minds and turn into a madman who only knew how to kill, the divine thunder descending from the avenue enveloped all the black mist, and hundreds of millions of electric wires burst out.

Uncountable howls came from the black mist, as if trillions of living beings were suffering in the black mist. As soon as these howls sounded, everyone suppressed the surging Dao heart.

Kong Xuan looked in shock at the black mist wrapped in the Dao Shenlei, and said with some fear: "This is the resentment left by all the creatures in the universe when they faced the horror of life and death after the end of the wizarding universe! There is also the sage's resentment!"

"Saint resentment?"

Ji Tian was horrified, but those who are unwilling to die will have resentment in the world, it's just a matter of how much, no matter how much resentment an ordinary creature has, after death, it will at most be dominated by resentment and turn into a ghost, an innate monk can kill it .

However, the grievances left by those highly cultivated powers are extremely terrifying, and they can easily confuse people's minds. If they are invaded by such grievances, they will instantly turn into madmen.

The black resentment emanating from the witchcraft altar is the resentment left by all the creatures in the last big universe, including the six sages of the witchcraft. It is conceivable that facing the catastrophe of the end of the big universe, the despair and unwillingness of countless beings, even in the face of a saint There is no escape from the catastrophe of the end of the universe.

How terrifying it is that the dying grievances of all living beings in the entire universe gather together!
It only takes a small trace of this kind of resentment to fall into a star field, and it can kill the souls of all the creatures in the star field in an instant, turning them into terrifying demons.

As the divine thunder continued to drop from the avenue, the howls from the black mist gradually became much lower. This is the avenue's attack, which dropped the terrifying divine thunder. This kind of divine thunder can wipe out everyone present with just one strike.

The black mist in the altar seemed endless, and it was inexhaustible. After a full hour, there was no black mist emerging from the altar, and all the resentment was purified by the Dao Shenlei.

After all the grievances were expelled, the shamanism altar shook in the void, and countless shamanistic scripts flickered all over his body, and a divine power that surpassed everything swept out!

(End of this chapter)