Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 551 Beiyan destroys the country! (seeking a monthly ticket)

  The Dao of Heaven in the void seems to have lost its target and began to slowly dissipate.

  The expressions of horror on the faces of the ancestors of the other Three Kingdoms did not retreat in the slightest.

  They are well aware of the strength of this fellow Murong Jue, and they are no more than equal to them.

  Coerced the world for thousands of years and established a country.

  But now it has been reduced to dust under the catastrophe.

  If they were to use the original dzi bead to destroy their fortunes, their fate would not be much better than that of Murong Jue.

   Zhang Jing's face was also flickering with horror.

   Such a terrifying thunder tribulation, I'm afraid he couldn't bear the first one.

   Once the thousand-year karma erupts, even a terrifying existence as powerful as Murong Jue will be nothing more than ants.

  The way of heaven in the dark is indeed indescribable.

   At the moment of Murong Jue's death, in the boundless sea.

  A white figure with a hazy light all over his body seemed to feel something.

   Raised his head and looked in the direction of Beiyan, murmured:

   "The Way of Heaven."

   After staring in the sea for a while, the white figure closed his eyes, thinking about something.

  In the deepest part of the southern border of Western Chu,

  On a mountain peak shrouded in poisonous mist all year round, a simple and mysterious stone statue suddenly lit up with two crimson gleams.

   "Murong Jue's Four Great Sacred Patriarchs, hehe."

   There was a hoarse sneer from inside the stone statue.

  In an unremarkable snow mountain in the north of Beiyan, there was a strange laugh, the sound was like a bell, which directly caused an avalanche.

   Southwest.

  Somewhere in this small remote place next to the Southern Jin Dynasty, a giant tree tens of feet tall trembled slightly, and leaves half the size of a human fell to the ground.

  In the depths of a Jedi in the Central Plains, under the magma, a white bone with a shimmering light all over its body slightly raised its finger.

   Zuo Qiansheng laughed heartily when he saw Murong Jue who was destroyed by the catastrophe.

   "Emperor Li Xuan, Fu Song, Chu Renxiong, Murong Jue's today is your tomorrow."

"Everyone, Murong Jue is dead. These three old things only have the strength of the Holy Realm. Destroying their incarnations is enough to cause them severe injuries." After Zuo Qiansheng finished speaking, he raised his hand and directed a beam of light towards Xi Chu The holy ancestor Chu Renxiong went away.

   "Okay, today the emperor will try the strength of this holy ancestor!"

  The Sword Emperor laughed out loud, and shot the shimmering little sword into the void in his hand.

   "Zhuxian Sword Formation, get up!"

  In an instant, the small sword shimmering in the sky covered the sky, and the sky filled with sword energy fell from the void, enveloping the Southern Jin Sacred Patriarch Huangfusong in the infinite sword energy with great regularity.

   "Li Xuantian, last time you cut my arm, today I will destroy your avatar!"

  The leader of the White Lotus Sect held a white lotus in his hand, and the holy light began to erupt.

   "Hmph," Li Xuantian snorted coldly, and summoned the seal in Xiao Jing's hand.

   With a flicker of light, the seal became a thousand-foot seal.

   "Amitabha," the Buddha's three burials recited a Buddha's name.

  A true body of a thousand-foot Buddha is condensed behind him.

   "Fu Sheng Wuliang Tianzun," Tian Xuanzi flicked the silver whisk in his hand, and several rumbling thunders fell from the nine heavens.

   It's just that although the movement of this kind of thunder is not small, it is far worse than the previous heavenly tribulation thunder.

   "Nine Suns Destroy the World!"

  Yang Dingtian's eyes were slightly closed, and nine huge suns condensed behind him. Under the control of Yang Dingtian, they directly blasted towards the golden dragon below.

"die!"

   Zhang Jing yelled angrily, the heavenly magic body condensed, and a terrifying sword glow slashed towards a powerful man in front of him.

  The victory has been decided, and this is the time for Mr. Zhang to perform.

   It was agreed before that whoever made the most credit will get more things.

  In an instant, nearly fifty great powers fought against each other again.

  The Nine Realms Demon Sealing Array set up among the four major city gates is not the only one blocking them, and it is not easy for the four kingdoms to leave.

  But the Da Neng who belonged to the four countries still wanted to leave here, and fled in all directions from the imperial city.

  They who originally had the upper hand had already fallen into a disadvantage because of Murong Jue's death.

  Others are fine, but the Jianghu forces have a total of six great powers of the Holy Realm, while their side only has three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor.

  Two against one, even if the incarnation of the ancestor is of extraordinary strength, it is impossible to be the opponent of the opponent.

   If you don’t take advantage of the fact that the other party’s manifesting power is fully restrained and escape quickly, who can stop them once they free their hands?

   I am afraid that the great powers of the four countries will disappear in this battle, and there will be no power in the world that can stop these powerful people in the rivers and lakes.

  When Zuo Qiansheng took out the Origin Dzi before, Uncle Duan felt something was wrong and thought about running away.

  While everyone else was paying attention to Jie Lei, he was secretly paying attention to the Nine Realms Demon Sealing Formation.

  Uncle Duan, who was in the same formation, quickly found some loopholes. When everyone just made a move, his figure turned into a white light and fled away.

   It would be fine if they were evenly matched, but now that the Shikoku side has clearly fallen below, it is naturally impossible for him to die in vain.

   "Ox-nosed, where are you going?" Duan San Dao Ha Ha Xiao Xiao, the magic knife in his hand directly chopped off.

  Patriarch Tianxuan also controlled Tianmoyan to kill Uncle Duan.

  They were often suppressed by this old man before, how could they let him go so easily now that they have the opportunity?

  The skies over Yanjing City began to take place in a powerful confrontation.

   A series of aftermaths destroyed a large area of ​​buildings in Yanjing City, and an unknown number of people lost their lives.

  The **** air soaring into the sky made people want to cover their noses involuntarily.

  The powerhouses of the rivers and lakes are basically suppressing those powers of the four countries. Without the powers of the six states of manifesting sages, they would not be able to defeat these powers of the four countries so easily.

   You must know that these strong men sent here are all very strong.

   At least they are all at the top of the primordial spirit, and a large part of them are the great powers of the Faxiang realm.

  Such as Uncle Duan, he is basically only one step away from manifesting the Holy Spirit. If he really bursts out with all his strength, three or four powers in the Yuanshen realm really can't help him.

   There are also strong men in the realm of the Great Governor of the Four Kingdoms, who are not far from the realm of manifesting the Holy Spirit, and their strength is also the strongest in the same realm.

Therefore, at the beginning of this confrontation that affected almost the entire city of Yanjing, the powers of the four countries did not fall below, but some strong players were unwilling to continue fighting, and they all thought about how to leave Yanjing City .

  Stay here again, and when the incarnations of the three holy ancestors are defeated, it will be their death.

  Among these people, Uncle Boduan was the most active. While dealing with Duan Sandao's fight with Patriarch Tianxuan, he threw down several formation flags, trying to break through the Nine Realms Sealing Demon Formation.

  At this time, Zhang Jing did not go after those strong men who fled, but besieged a strong man with a top soul with Hua Linglong.

  At the beginning of the fight, Zhang Jing entangled him.

  Over the sky of Yanjing City, various auras converged, and the previous blood rain and crying began to fall again. Obviously, another heaven and man fell, and the primordial spirit disappeared.

   "Boom!"

  Nine great suns swept across the sky, once again colliding with the array of immortals in the Nine Dragons.

  The hundred-foot-long dragon was directly smashed into pieces by the sun, turning into nine small dragons and scattered.

  The patriarch in white at the bottom spat out a mouthful of old blood with a "poof", his eyes were full of determination.

"Humph!"

  Yang Dingtian let out a cold snort, and the golden flames erupted from the nine suns, covering the entire formation below.

  Many Beiyan masters who activated the formation were turned into coke one by one.

"die!"

  Master Zhang's eyes flashed with blood, and the heavenly magic body behind him cut off together, directly cutting the celestial man who was fighting in two halves.

  A primordial spirit ran away in a hurry, but just as he was about to make a move, a small silver-white needle directly pierced his primordial spirit.

   It was Hua Linglong's method.

  When the primordial spirit was shattered, the big formation below was finally broken by Yang Dingtian.

  The old man in white who manipulated the formation had a flash of horror in his eyes. Yang Dingtian waved his hand and the sun fell, turning the palace hall into ashes. The old man didn't even have a chance to escape.

   That is, all kinds of large formations envelop the imperial palace. Otherwise, if this trick continues, even a huge imperial city will not exist, but now it has been directly destroyed.

   Zhang Jing was overjoyed, he had been waiting for this moment, otherwise, he would have killed that powerful man just now.

  Yang Dingtian was just about to enter the imperial city when a voice stopped him.

   "Master Yang, the formation has been broken, come and deal with this guy," Zuo Qiansheng snorted.

  Chu Renxiong at the bottom unexpectedly broke out and was even stronger than him.

  Yang Dingtian took a little look at the situation in the arena. The Sword Emperor and the monk from Lingshan were dealing with the Southern Jin Sacred Patriarch, and they had firmly suppressed him.

  The leader of the White Lotus Sect and the Taoists of the Shangqing Daomen are teaming up to attack Li Xuantian, the ancestor of the Eastern Qi Dynasty. The void around the three of them twists and turns, and black cracks appear from time to time.

  Only Zuo Qiansheng was alone against Chu Renxiong, the patriarch of Western Chu, and he was about to be unable to suppress it.

   Heartbroken, Yang Dingtian stepped forward to help with Dayi in his hands.

   At this time, beheading the three incarnations of the ancestors is the most important thing.

  However, before doing anything, Yang Dingtian still glanced past Zhang Jing, Hua Linglong from the White Lotus Sect, and a younger Taoist.

   "You go to the Beiyan Secret Realm quickly, and you must not let the Beiyan strongman take it away," Yang Dingtian said loudly.

   "Don't worry, Master Yang, Li will go now," after saying that, Zhang Jing was the first to rush into the imperial city.

  For Mr. Zhang, the only thing worthy of his heart now is Beiyan's thousand-year accumulation. Now the holy ancestor of Beiyan died, and the emperor of Beiyan became a mummy.

  Many members of the Beiyan royal family have also died.

   Even if Beiyan still has some power, it is no different from destroying the country. If you don’t grab some benefits at this time, when will you grab it?

  He came to see the Magic Dao Conference because he coveted these treasures.

  I want to use these things to increase my cultivation.

  Seeing Zhang Jing, Hua Linglong rushed to a certain place in the palace without saying a word, and hurriedly nodded to Yang Dingtian, her figure turned into a streamer and followed behind Zhang Jing.

  The young Taoist did not hesitate too much, and followed behind the two.

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  (end of this chapter)