Doomsday Sanctuary

"Two!"

Di Ping looked at the two boxes in front of him again, the two nine-color sacred crystals, and his eyes burst with excitement.

He cleaned up the three spatial rings on Xinsheng's body, and finally found a similar box, which turned out to be a sacred crystal when he opened it.

He is really grateful to Xinsheng, if he hadn't attacked and killed himself, he would get this sacred crystal.

He looked at the two nine-color sacred crystals, and his heart suddenly agitated. It seemed that the sacred crystals were not rare, and he got two of them among the three. Does every sage possess a sacred crystal!

Di Ping's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, but the light exuded a strong murderous intent.

Both the Cloud Light Sword Sect and the Shadow Moon Palace have Lords, so it seems that the plan has to be re-planned!

Di Ping got two from the three corpses of the saints, which made him excited, thinking that such a high proportion should be in other saints, and his idea has already hit the Yunguangjian Sect and the Shadowmoon Palace.

But he knew that Emperor Sang and Xinsheng possessed the holy crystals that they had spent a lot of resources on, and they were preparing to build a holy artifact for themselves.

It's just that Di Ping has been cheaper because he hasn't gathered all the resources, causing Di Ping to have the illusion that most of the holy priests should have holy crystals on them.

Cloud Light Sword School.

A bow battleship lined up in the starry sky, the number was over 10,000. On each bow battleship stood a cloud light sword cultivator with a long sword on his back, each with a sword intent in the sky.

In the front row, more than a dozen Void Godships lined up, and on the deck stood a powerful and powerful man, exuding fierce sword intent, staring murderously at the starry sky.

And in the sky above the fleet, three figures stand strong, and the huge aura is overwhelming the starry sky. There are three heavenly lords.

The first person, dressed in white, holding a long sword, with long hair slowly drifting, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with cold light between the opening and closing of a pair of phoenix eyes. He personally played, and behind him were the other two Cloud Light Sword Sect Heavenly Sovereigns.

Yuanming and Linghai two heavenly masters!

The original Four Heavenly Sovereign, but the Haoqiong Heavenly Sovereign has fallen, and the Four Heavenly Sovereign has become the Three Heavenly Sovereign.

Linghai Tianzun glanced at Yi Jianchen, and his eyes flashed with dignity. They were only three Tianzuns, but Di Ping had more than one hundred Tianzuns. If you don’t come to a hundred, as long as ten, you can remove the clouds. The lightsaber faction is flat.

He knew that both Yi Jianchen and Yuan Ming had bet the treasure on the Supreme Elder, but Linghai knew that when the Supreme Elder was on duty in the Ten Thousand Realms battlefield, he was injured and never recovered. This time someone took this as an example. Bait, the sacred medicine given to cure healed the injury of the elder Taishang, but he just recovered from the problem, how much combat power he still has!

Emperor Sang in the ruthless prison and the saints of the reincarnation pavilion fell in Di Ping's hands. The five great sect masters finally retreated. Lian was ruthless and even afraid to pursue Di Ping's killing of Emperor Sang. This shows that Di Ping has the strength. How strong!

He really didn't know how confident Yi Jianchen had to fight Di Ping to the death and serve as cannon fodder for some people!

His gaze swept across the hundreds of thousands of Cloud Lightsaber Sect fighters below, and he felt a heavy heart as he watched the fighting spirit rushing forward one by one!

These people know what they have to face!

"coming!"

At this moment, suddenly Yuan Ming Zun's voice sounded.

Ling Hai's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Xinghai. As expected, a huge Shenzhou with a bow suddenly appeared in the starry sky, slowly coming towards Yunguangxing.

Linghai's eyes flashed, bit his lip, and looked at Yi Jianchen and said:

"Sect Master, can't we really talk together? Do we have to fight?"

Yuan Ming suddenly looked at him and said solemnly:

"Linghai, what do you mean, what do you want to do without hitting this time?"

Yi Jianchen didn't look back, his eyes faintly said:

"The Cloud Light Sword Sect has established a sect for millions of years. The sword spine has never been bent down. This time it will not. Linghai, your sword edge is already blunt, so you dare not use the sword?"

Linghai's face was pale, and she smiled bitterly:

"Sect Master, the Dead Spirit Sea is not afraid, but we have to die worthy, knowing that we have to fight if we are defeated. This is to bury our Yunguangjian sending millions of years of foundation. It is in vain of life and death for Gu Erlang! Please think twice! !"

Yi Jianchen slowly turned his head to look at him and said:

"How do you know you will lose!"

Linghai had already spared no effort at this time, saying:

"Sect Master, this is unclear. There are hundreds of Heavenly Sovereigns on the opposing party. We only have three of us. The Supreme Elder's strength has just recovered, and he alone can hardly stop the opposing party's large formation. In such a situation, once the battle begins, the ending is unpredictable!"

Yi Jianchen slowly glanced back at him and said lightly:

"How do you know that there is only the Supreme Elder!"

Ling Hai was stunned for a moment and looked at Yi Jianchen. At this moment, Yi Jianchen's lips moved slightly. Ling Hai suddenly shook, with a shocked expression on his face. He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Zongmen.

Yuan Ming looked at Linghai with a mocking smile on his face, and said:

"Linghai, do you still dare to fight now?"

Ling Hai suddenly looked at Yi Jianchen and said:

"Sect Master, it's Yue..."

Yi Jianchen's eyes sank, Ling Hai swallowed the words that followed, but his eyes lit up, and the trace of war intent in his chest burned again.