The extremely vicious blade fell, the thousands of miles of earth sank, and the world became turbid, just like the chaotic scene when the heaven and earth first opened.

The silver lightning did not die immediately, but still shuttled between the sky and the earth, with great energy fluctuations.

All the monks present, including the Supreme Sage, were dodging and did not dare to touch. It should be noted that the high priest and the two emperors of the Ferocious Palace died under the lightning of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

Emperor Wuyue Ming was knocked away by the stone sword and fell thousands of miles away. His figure was still upright, looking at the silver lightning intertwined in the dark and chaotic space, his face was solemn and he said: "Supernatural power, extremely shocking thunder and lightning."

On the back of Xuanwu God's corpse.

Xuan Lingfeng's expression changed and he said: "It's so powerful. I'm afraid Wuma Jiuxing may not be his opponent. This person is stronger than I expected."

"The terrible high priest just fell like this? The two kings were wiped out in ashes? The supreme sage is said to be peerless and eternal. He has no spirit and is almost immortal. He represents the strongest in the world. Why is his vitality not that strong?" Shang Yue was stunned?

Stay, slightly absent-minded.

Xing Lingfeng said: "If the supreme saint wants to escape, or threatens to self-destruct the holy source, it is true that the spirit will not come out, and he will almost not die. However, the powerful ones such as Wu Ma Jiuxing and Blood Spirit Immortal are too

Powerful, not much weaker than gods, they can no longer be called supreme saints."

False gods are also gods.

There are more than twenty supreme realm saints from the Tianming Division and the four major divine palaces. At this moment, they all regard the Blood Spirit Immortal as their unparalleled enemy.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

…

Bright gates of destiny, like more than twenty blazing suns, shine towards the Blood Spirit Fairy.

Countless rules of fate, like trillions of shackles, fall on the Blood Spirit Immortal.

The territory that originally became dilapidated, chaotic, and dark was reshaped under the light of fate.

The turbid ones sink, and the clear ones float.

The spiritual mountain rises and the holy lake ripples.

The world has become a vibrant fairyland, but it is actually a cage, suppressing the Blood Spirit Immortal inside.

Being illuminated by the gates of destiny of more than twenty supreme saints, even the top saints will lose their strength, lose all their cultivation, and eventually become a mortal.

Zhang Ruochen was worried. Although the Blood Spirit Immortal was strong, it was absolutely impossible for him to fight against more than twenty supreme realm saints at the same time.

Who can be called the weak?

In the Kunlun Realm, when the Blood God Sect was facing the crisis of extermination, the Blood Spirit Fairy woke up once and used his holy mind body to help Zhang Ruochen rescue him. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen had a good impression of him.

"snort!"

On the stone sword of the "Wordless Sword Manual" in the Blood Spirit Immortal's hand, dense golden words appeared.

Every word turns into a golden figure dancing a sword.

In an instant, a monstrous sword energy burst out, cutting off all the rules of fate that enveloped him.

The golden light turned into a path of light, broke through the light of fate, and struck a supreme saint.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the gate of destiny behind the supreme saint was shattered, blood flew out, the breath was extinguished, and only fragments of the holy armor fell from the sky.

"He actually broke through the light of destiny! Is the stone sword in his hand really just a sword manual?" A monk was so shocked that his mind went blank. He only felt that the man holding the stone sword was the god of the world and was helpless.

rival.

Under the realm of gods, who can fight with him?

"Let's take action together. We must destroy the majesty of the Temple of Destiny today."

"Fight and capture the Tianshu Needle."

"Haha, Canghai Ming Emperor belongs to me. The accounts from that year will be settled properly today."

…

The top ten powerful men of the dark forces each used their powerful weapons, cast talismans and holy spells, and struck at more than twenty gates of destiny suspended in the sky.

The rules of heaven and earth with a radius of tens of thousands of miles were once again thrown into chaos.

The space is shattered and the earth is sinking.

The ten dark forces don't care whose hands the Tianshu Needle ends up in, as long as it's not in the hands of the Temple of Destiny. Otherwise, they will still have trouble sleeping and eating in the future, and will be in fear every day.

Of course, it would be best if the Tianshu Needle could fall into their hands.

The Blood Spirit Immortal completely broke free from the rules of fate and walked towards Gong Nanfeng and the three high priests. The brilliance emanating from her body reflected the sky and the earth into silver.

That murderous aura and cruelty was enough to chill the Great Sage to his very core.

The three high priests each summoned the palace's palace weapons and mobilized their power to activate them. Suddenly, the three supreme holy weapons burst out with supreme power, three gates of destiny rose up, and the three realms formed three images of the world.

Each of the three high priests is a powerful being in all directions. When they reach a world, they are worshiped by thousands of monks.

At this moment, the three of them joined forces, but in terms of momentum, they were a bit weaker than the Blood Spirit Fairy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The Blood Spirit Immortal walked into the realm of the three high priests, and used his own rules to collide with the rules of the three, causing explosions one after another, like thunder and the roar of gods.

The three supreme holy artifacts collided with the stone sword of "Wordless Sword Manual", erupting with chaotic power, causing the mountains a hundred thousand miles away to shake, as if they were about to collapse.

The stars in the sky are also shaking, as if they are about to fall.

The three supreme holy weapons and the three realms were unable to stop the Blood Spirit Immortal, and the distance kept getting closer.

Prajna and Que planned to take Gong Nanfeng away immediately, but Gong Nanfeng insisted on staying, saying: "How can the monks of the Temple of Destiny be timid and flee?"

"The three high priests can't stop the Blood Spirit Immortal. Since he won't escape, then take out the artifact. Use the artifact to kill him." Que said coldly.

Gong Nanfeng shook his head and said: "Unless absolutely necessary, the artifact must not be touched lightly."

"At this moment, it is the last resort." Que said.

Gong Nanfeng shook his head and pointed towards the sky.

On the horizon, the flames burned and emitted a dazzling light, like the sunset.

Emperor Wuyue Ming rushed out of the crimson sunset and shouted: "The Division of Destiny protects the Temple of Destiny. Anyone who dares to offend will be killed without mercy."

He held the Destiny Halberd and penetrated the silver realm of the Blood Spirit Immortal. The flames in his eyes were scorching, and unparalleled destructive power erupted.

Around the Halberd of Destiny, the shadow of the Temple of Destiny appeared.

The power of the temple spans space and time, blessing him.

"Oops! It's quite difficult for the Blood Spirit Immortal to fight against the three high priests alone. The halberd of Emperor Yue Ming carries the energy of the temple of the Temple of Destiny, and its power is devastating. The Blood Spirit Immortal..."

Zhang Ruochen looked at Granny Haitang, wondering why she didn't take action at such a critical moment?

Could it be that there is a strong person hiding in the secret, trying to contain her?

Wuyue Minghuang is the strongest person in the Temple of Destiny after Zhuo Yunong. He is the first of the top ten Minghuangs. His combat power is at the peak of the divine realm. He carries the Supreme Sacred Artifact and bursts out the power of the temple. This halberd,

If Wu Ma Jiuxing wants to catch it without using the sword, he must go all out.

Of course, the three high priests also understood that the halberd of Emperor Yue Ming was a sure-kill move and could pose a certain degree of threat to the false gods.

Therefore, they launched a more powerful offensive so that the Blood Spirit Immortal could not be distracted.

"Boom."

The destiny halberd struck a hundred feet away from the Blood Spirit Immortal, and blood-red cocoon nets appeared in the void.

It is the defense of the immortal blood silkworm.

With a "bang" sound, Wuyue Minghuang penetrated the cocoon net with unparalleled power.

The Halberd of Destiny pierced the Blood Spirit Immortal's vest, and his holy robe instantly shattered and turned into dust.

The Emperor Yue Ming thought that he had succeeded and could kill the Blood Spirit Immortal with one blow.

Suddenly, he discovered that there were two patterns printed on the back of the Blood Spirit Immortal, like two butterfly wings.

The Heavenly Halberd hit it, and the Blood Spirit Immortal's body exploded and turned into thousands of blood-red flying butterflies. The flying butterflies quickly gathered together again in mid-air, condensing his figure.

At this moment, the Blood Spirit Fairy regained his appearance with the head of a human and the body of a snake, with a pair of blood-red butterfly wings on his back.

His face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that he had not completely deflected the blow from Emperor Yue Ming just now, but his eyes became more and more sharp, and he held the stone sword in both hands.

The sword body chopped down like a mountain.

"Boom."

Emperor Wuyue Ming failed to catch the blow, and the skin of his body burst instantly, and he was beaten into the ground. Only the skeleton and some flesh and blood were left in his body, which was ferocious and terrifying, and he suffered severe trauma.

"How could it be so strong..."

This thought just passed through the mind of Emperor Yue Ming.

Blood Spirit Immortal's second sword had already struck down, and with a bang, Emperor Wuyue Ming's arms and backbone were broken, and his skeleton collapsed, turning into a pile of unrecognizable flesh and blood, losing his human form.

The Blood Spirit Immortal was about to strike with the third sword, completely wiping out the vitality of Emperor Wuyue Ming.
To be continued...