The battle against Mo Yougu begins.

"Well."

All the saints of the Blood Gods, showing their body styles, spread out in an instant, appearing in all directions in Moyou Valley, occupying the most advantageous position.

Night fell, and a bright moon appeared in the sky.

The ancient snow mountain became even colder, and the cold hurricane condensed from the sky, and poured down to the ground, making a roar of a giant roar.

Moyou Valley, dozens of miles wide Taolin, rustling. The petals of the peach blossom, like red rain, flew between the vermilion buildings.

The lady of the goddess sat in the peach forest, and her robes were scattered on the ground like a bright red fan. Looking at the rain in front of her eyes, she looked relaxed, and in the eyes of Feng, there was a bright light spot.

Zhen Yin and Fan Yin stood behind her, standing proudly, sketching out two perfect bodies with concavity and convexity.

Peach blossom beauty, people, more beautiful.

Suddenly, Zhen Yin felt the murderous spirit from Guwai, a sudden surprise in her heart, a pair of eyes and pupils exuding the bright Saint Mang, looking out of the sky.

Zhen Yin's face suddenly changed, and she took a step forward and said, "Master ..."

Obviously, the Lady Madam knew about the situation outside the valley, and Zhen Yin just said, "What are you panicking? I've been waiting for them here. Since they took the initiative to attack, they don't even want to go back alive." . "

Thinking of Master ’s powerful practice, Zhen Yin returned to peace.

In Mo Yougu, other sacred figures also noticed that the crisis was coming, rushed out, appeared behind the priest's wife, and began to stand by.

Outside the valley of Moyou Valley, the five holy elders of the Blood Gods, Elder Yuan Xing, Elder Yuan Zhou, Elder Yuan Dian, Elder Yuan Hu, and Elder Yuan Quan, all are wearing a large blood gown, standing in the white In the wilderness.

In the center of the five of them stood a purple ancient tripod, three feet tall, cast with four legs and both ears, and the tripod was covered with dragon scale patterns.

It is the sacred artifact of Wanwen, shocked by the dragon pattern tripod.

"Get up."

Yuan Xing snarled, and took the lead in mobilizing the Holy Spirit to break into Gu Ding.

Immediately afterwards, the other four elders of the saints also shot a pillar of holy air, injected it into the dreaded dragon pattern tripod, and an inscription pattern emerged.

The startled dragon-shaped tripod flew off the ground, becoming larger than a mountain, suspended in the sky, emitting more and more intense purple glow.

All of a sudden, the sky that was thousands of miles away was covered with purple gas, and there were thunder and lightning in the purple gas, making a deafening sound.

The power of the Wanwen Sacred Vessel is naturally terrifying, but it just exudes the breath, and it also makes the Saints present feel extremely depressed.

"Well."

Thousands of thunderbolts flew out from the purple cloud gas, falling like a rain waterfall, colliding with the guardian array over Moyou Valley.

Immediately afterwards, the horrified dragon-weed tripod carried a purple cloud, flew towards Mo Yougu, and quickly fell down.

Boom.

This world shook violently, and avalanches occurred all over the world. Some snow-capped mountains near Moyou Valley collapsed and flattened.

The power of the horrified dragon pattern tripod was too horrible, and it was not human to resist.

Even the saints of the blood gods took a breath.

In the end, Mo Yougu's defensive array was breached, and the illusion covering the valley disappeared in an instant, revealing the true face of the valley.

In the valley, there are no peach trees, peach blossoms, pavilions, but only a building with white bones, and blood-red lakes and streams.

In the past, the only beautiful sceneries were all illusions formed by illusion.

Even the monks in Moyou Valley were frightened. The place where they lived and cultivated all the time was so **** and scary.

The Lady Madam looked very indifferent. She stared at the astonished dragon pattern tripod floating in the sky, and said with a pleasant voice in her mouth, saying, "God, you have finally betrayed me, do you know what the end will be?"

The sound went hundreds of miles away.

Zhang Ruochen chanted: "The Son of God has never been loyal to you, how can it be regarded as betrayal? Besides, you are not immortal? The tribe's affairs are against the entire human race, and everyone wins."

The Lady Madam stood up and stood beside the blood-red lake. She was slender, her skin was as white as a spirit jade, and a pair of smart eyes revealed the cold and brilliant light. She said, "It's a good sentence for everyone, but, Just because you guys are far from being my opponents. All the saints of the Blood Gods listen, if it's too late now, I can let you go. "

"Ma'am, even if your cultivation is so advanced, you can't stop the astonished dragon pattern tripod." Elder Yuan Xing said.

"is it?"

The lady found a stern look, and said, "Elder Yuanquan, don't you do it yet?"

Elder Yuan Quan is a gray-haired old lady. Among the five elders, he has always been very low-key and almost never spoke.

However, at this moment, the pupils of Elder Yuan Quan turned dark red.

She shot at the fastest speed and unexpectedly attacked the other four saint elders. In a moment, all the four saint elders flew out and suffered heavy losses.

Elder Yuan Quan did not stop and continued to attack.

"Well."

Elder Yuan Quan's five fingers doubled, and sharp claws appeared, breaking through Elder Yuan Dian's body and penetrating from the position of his chest.

Elder Yuan Dian spit out the holy blood, widened his eyes, and said, "You ... why are you ..."

"Why can't there be an enemy against his wife?"

Elder Yuanquan's old face became very distorted, and a holy source was grabbed from the elder Yuandian. His hands were full of crimson holy blood, dripping to the ground.

Then she patted it with a slap, and the elder Yuandian's sacred body collapsed to the ground, turning into a pile of flesh.

The three remaining elders, Elder Yuan Xing, Elder Yuan Zhou, and Elder Yuan Hu all saw this scene, and they were all furious and climbed up from the ground again.

Elder Yuanquan gave the three elders a cold look, took control of the astonished dragon pattern tripod, and hit the three of them.

"You two retreat."

The elder Yuanhu roared loudly, and then rushed out to inspire a kind of psychic method. The holy blood burned out, and ten times the cultivation broke out, colliding with the shocked dragon pattern tripod.

"Boom."

Elder Yuanhu blocked the blow from Jing Wen Long Wending, but his sacred body became more broken, and his injuries were more serious.

Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou fled to a distance and looked to the rear. They saw that the elder Yuan Hu raised the startled dragon pattern tripod into a purple electric cloud and rushed towards Mo Yougu.

At this moment, the elder Yuanhu is fighting with his life. He is not just trying to get elder Yuanxing and elder Yuanzhou to retreat. He wants to reverse the war and destroy the priestess.

Seeing the overwhelming purple thunder and lightning, Elder Yuanquan was also a little bit timid. He didn't dare to slam the elder Yuanhu who was desperately fighting, and immediately cast himself into a streamer.

"Where to run, let me die."

The elder Yuanhu struck out the dragon pattern tripod and crushed it.

"Well."

Elder Yuan Quan was unable to escape, and was struck by the astonished dragon-weed tripod, with dense bloodstains on his body, like a cobweb.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Yuanhu hit a second blow.

The astonished dragon-shaped tripod struck the elder Yuanquan again, killing him directly.

However, within a few breaths, two holy elders have fallen.

The battle situation is changing too quickly, all the Saints present were unable to respond.

Elder Yuanhu knew very well that he was very badly injured and forced to perform the magical method. The injury could no longer be cured. Even if he could not survive today, he would still have a few years of life at most.

In this case, while he is still at its peak, fight for the last time.

"war."

The elder Yuanhu's hair all stood upside down, grasping the astonished dragon-weed tripod with both hands, and the final blow from dying broke out.

This blow exhausted all the holy spirit of Elder Yuanhu, superimposed with the power of the astonished dragon pattern tripod, and bombarded the patriarch's wife.

As long as the priestess is killed, the remaining enemies are not afraid.

The elder Yuanhu who displayed the magical powers had erupted ten times his own cultivation power, and combined with the dying all-out effort, the attacking power was even more terrible.

Elder Yuanhu has full confidence to destroy the priestess.

When the horrified dragon pattern tripod fell, all the monks lay on the ground in Moyou Valley, unable to move.

Even saints like Zhenyin and Brahma are no exception.

Only the priestess still stood by the lake of blood water, raised her eyelids slightly, a white jade hand slowly stretched out, and turned into a large handprint of several tens of miles.

The elder Yuanhu gave a full blow to his death, hitting the palm of his handprint, but it just stirred up ripples.

"Do not……"

Elder Yuanhu was very reconciled and screamed sternly.

"Well."

After all, all the power was exhausted. In the flame, the elder Yuanhu's body gradually turned to ashes, and only a crystal clear source remained, and fell to the ground.

All the terror is gone.

The lady of the archbishop slowly withdrew her palm, and the astonished dragon-weave tripod became only the size of a fist, looking exquisite and small, suspended in the palm of her hand.

"I said a long time ago that you are far from being my opponents, but you do n’t believe it." The prince's wife said lightly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ All the Saints of the Blood Gods are all stunned, holding their breath, the atmosphere I dare not come out.

too terrifying!

Elder Yuanhu is also a very powerful figure among the saints, but the final blow before his death was resolved lightly by the founder's wife. Who can keep calm?

Today, the wife of the priest is once again astonished by the dragon pattern.

Who can fight her?

"Submit, or die, it's time for you to make a choice." The prince's wife's eyes narrowed, staring at the blood gods around the Moyou Valley.

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