Phoenix tail needles, called "colored phoenix **** dance needles", are the sacred vessels of the Seven Yuan Kings. They are made from rare materials. It is possible to conceive the supreme sacred vessels. The power is naturally powerful.

However, it was such a war weapon worth hundreds of thousands of **** stones that was shot and inserted into the hair by the head.

The eyes of all monks fell on her, with some fear, some surprise, and some doubt.

"The survivors who came out of the Raksha family fiercely were really terrible, and they shot together to help Yuan Zhenzheng recapture the colorful Phoenix dance needle."

The Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death, one after the other, chased after him and met with Yuan Zhen, the true emperor.

They all released the realm and called the holy weapon.

Among them, there is a bright gate of destiny behind the Great Sovereign of the Supreme Realm, suspended above his head, in order to suppress the magic of Gu Shejing.

"It's up to you?"

Gu Shejing stood up against the wind, her eyes narrowed.

To meet the domain covered by the Supreme Holy One from the Temple of Death, her eyes were full of disdain.

"Arrogant! Although your Luozu Yunshan realm is fierce, but in front of the Temple of Death, it's nothing great." A Supreme Master, who has three black islands suspended above his head, hummed so coldly.

Immediately, he controlled three islands and shot down at Gu Gu.

The Temple of Death, which is shared by all the dead, does have such confidence.

Three black islands, each of which is thousands of miles long, can be called three continents in the ocean of a planet.

This deadly temple, the Supreme Holy One, has also trained in the way of space. Three black islands are located in his space. At this moment, the space was compressed, and three islands appeared above the boulder altar, becoming the size of a mountain.

However, the weight contained in the three islands is superimposed on the rules of the Cause of the Supreme Shrine of the Dead, and the power is terrible, and the space is distorted and sunken downward.

In the distance, Zhang Ruochen and A Le have difficulty breathing.

It turned into a mosquito-sized blood slaughter, and fell heavily on the boulder. His bones were almost crushed and screamed.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew on him, blowing him into the crevice of the boulder, and falling into an extremely dark and unknown place.

There was no gap between the boulder, but the place where he fell was carved with strange gods. The **** pattern was just revived by the power of the Supreme Holy One of the Dead Temple.

The power of the three islands is endless, but there are dozens of feet above Gu Shejing's head, and they will never fall. The red Necromantic spirit turned into the shape of a magic tree, spreading the leaves and supporting the three islands.

Gu Shejing's slender jade finger in her right hand was pinched.

Rules of Godlike patterns flowed like blood earthworms on her fingers.

"Wow!"

Point it out.

A wave of light containing divine power flew out of her fingertips, hitting the chest of the Supreme Sacred God of Death.

A scream sounded.

The uppermost saint, a basin-sized blood cave appeared on his chest, burst a large blood mist, and fell on the boulder below.

"Jiyun."

Another Supreme Divine Hall of Death, flying over to check his injuries, was shocked to find that the Supreme Divine Hall had died tragically, flesh and blood became powder, and even the Holy Source was corroded by magic gas.

The Supreme Saint, quickly withdrew, and trembled: "The terrible death force can't even compare the dead energy in the dead."

It stands to reason that the Supreme Holy Spirit is so powerful that it is difficult to be killed.

But now, it's just a sign of strength. A living Supreme Supreme Saint is turned into dust. This is too much impact for any monk!

With the tragic death of the master, the three islands suspended above Gu Shejing's head automatically disintegrated and opened.

"This witch is too domineering, shoot together and take revenge for Ji Yun Dasheng."

The Supreme Saint, holding on to the gate of destiny, shouted so loudly, and then shot out a shuttle-shaped five-yuan king sacred artifact.

The shuttle-shaped sacred artifact released a dense array of electric light and turned into an electric dragon.

"Oh!"

Gu Shejing still pointed out, hitting the electric dragon with his fingers.

The electric dragon exploded, and the shuttle-shaped king's holy artifact wrapped in it flew away.

The pillar of strength of light did not dissipate because of this, and the power continued unabated, and fell on the Supreme Holy One, breaking through the layers of defense light, breaking him into a cloud of blood.

All the defensive cards he throws, whether they are Fuyu or sacred artifacts, are useless, and it is impossible to escape death.

The gate of fate is gone.

The second Supreme God of Death in the Temple of Death fell, and the mist of blood was sprinkled on the faces of the Great Gods of Death in the Temple of Death, such as Yuanhuang Zhenhuang, making them look dull and unspeakable. They could only hear their rapid heartbeat.

The master of the night tour and Lord Turtle, the seven-handed old man and General Zhu stopped in the confrontation.

The succession of two Supreme Masters fell, making them scared.

"Luo Zuyun's magical powers in the mountain realm, he will die without him. I didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen's **** was so powerful, no wonder he was not afraid to follow here."

The night tour master smiled and stared at Lord Turtle, saying: "See, but this master on my side, little turtle cub, hurry up and escape!"

Hearing the words "Little Turtle Cub", Lord Turtle Grinded his teeth.

Anyway, it is a monk who has practiced with the great **** of the barren sky. He can be regarded as a disciple of the great god. Can this shameless old ghost be humiliated?

Lord Turtle disdainfully said: "Master ... master ... shit, I ... I ... my aunt ... mother ... mother ..."

"You a tortoise, do you still want a girl?" Master Yeyou chuckled slightly.

Lord Turtle was so angry that he turned from emerald to red.

A ghost and a tortoise immediately fought again, furious.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Aunt Shejing and said, "There is a problem! The same fingering, she definitely did not have such power when Ice King attacked Bai Qinger. What happened?"

It should be said that Gu Shejing deliberately concealed Xiu Wei when she fought with Bai Qinger and Wuma Ma Jiuxing, and Zhang Ruochen was unbelievable.

After all, the sword of Wuma Jiuxing is not a joke.

Being slashed, demigods can hardly survive.

The time after leaving Ice King is too short, and Gu Shejing is unlikely to make a big breakthrough.

The only explanation is that Gu Shejing is very likely, and she really has a dual personality, even one soul. The aunt who wrestled with Wu Ma Jiu Xing was quiet, cheerful and lively, but her strength was weaker.

Now this unsmiling, energetic aunt is still much stronger.

In front of this aunt, she shot quietly, not to mention the sacred hall of death temple, even Zhang Ruochen gave birth to jealousy, always felt that she had no feelings, just like the devil possessed. Even if Zhang Ruochen was close to her, she could be killed with one finger.

"He who blocks me, kill without amnesty."

Gu She calmly glanced at the monk at the Temple of Death, then turned into a red streamer and rushed to the top of the altar.

"Witch, where do you go."

Calm Lingfeng roared loudly, with a red golden staff in her hand, and shot a finger at her aunt.

In front of the staff, arrays of matrix inscriptions appeared, interwoven into a circular array of three feet in diameter.

"Well."

In the formation method, Jianyu flew out.

Not sword gas, all metal swords.

These war swords were formed by combining the wind and gold rules of the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth with the formation method.

The dense war sword turned into a torrent of ten feet wide, and shot straight at the aunt.

"The means of the world's hands are truly extraordinary. They were also forced to stop by the ability to shoot quietly."

Taking this opportunity, the eight Supreme Masters of the Temple of Death, the holy spirit flowing in the body like a river galloping, forming eight clouds of death gas above the head.

Eight kinds of superior high-level holy arts condense in the cloud of dead air.

Gu Shejing did stop, turned to face the torrent of war swords flying, and said coldly, "All said, stop me, die. You dare to offend?"

Nor did she see what kind of body protection she used to rush directly to the torrent of war swords.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Punch after punch, thousands of battle swords were broken by her.

Fragments of metal fly all over the sky.

As for the Eight Supreme Masters of the Dead Temple, the eight Supreme Masters of the Supreme Mastery all hit her, but they couldn't hurt her demon body.

The monks in the Temple of Death were just like hell, only feeling cold.

"Even a pseudo-god, standing still, hit by eight unparalleled high-level holy arts, the body cannot be carried, and there must be damage. Is her physical demon body stronger than the pseudo-god body?"

Yuan Zhenzheng said: "While her physical body is strong, she hasn't reached that point yet. She is performing a superb power in Luozu Yunshan's town secret" Death Map ", called Demon War. body."

"She cultivated the rules of the Cause and combined them with the physical body in a magical way, so that the physical body is unbreakable and undefeated. This is the only way to accomplish the fifth ancestor of the demon ancestor."

"Since ancient times, there are no more than ten monks who can cultivate such supernatural powers to the fourth level or higher. She is the first person in Luoyuan Yunshan Realm!"

A dead race said: "The demon ancestor is strong, and the holy spirit and spiritual power may be weak points. Let us exert our power of death to attack her holy spirit and spirit."

Just when the eight Supreme Masters of the Temple of Death, at the same time, released the power of death.

Gu Shejing has penetrated the war sword torrents and reached the Lingering Wind.

Calm Lingfeng's face changed drastically. The array mage was most afraid of fighting in close quarters, not to mention, the opponent still cultivated the characters of the demon ancestor body. He clearly sensed the terrible murderousness and infinite power from the stunning woman opposite him.

The staff in Cao Lingfeng's hand is a treasure more precious than the sacred artifact of the Seven Yuan King, named "Xuanwu Staff".

The staff is serpentine with sharp scales and a fist-sized turtle on top.

Similar to basalt.

At this critical moment of life and death, Cao Lingfeng grasped the staff with the palm of his hand and wiped it down.

The sharp scales cut through the palm of his hand and a large amount of holy blood flowed.

The basalt wand absorbed the blood of the Ling Ling wind, and the light suddenly rose, and the tortoise on the top of the wand lit up.

Calm wind blows the staff to the ground heavily.

"Wow!"

A defensive formation lit up at his feet.

Immediately, the second, third ...

A series of eight formations are layered on top of each other, forming a pattern of ten feet long.

Gu Shejing boxed on the basalt, and the eight-seat array played at the same time, kicking her back. There was a lot of thunder and lightning, gushing from the array, and slashing at her.

Calm Lingfeng stood at the center of Xuanwu, relieved slightly, and said with a smile: "My eight-dimensional basalt array, even if the false gods can resist for a while, don't waste your energy!"

Gu Shejing was about to make a move, and the death consciousness of the eight Supreme Masters of the Death Hall fell on her.

Death consciousness and curse are invisible and directly attack her holy spirit and spirit.

"I really don't know what it is, I am in the vein of Luoshan Yunshan's practice, and my mind goes hand-in-hand, so relying on your strength of death, do you want to attack me?"

Gu Shejing turned around, stared at them, and said in his mouth, "Heaven and heaven demons, underground demons, strengthen my demon. The stronger the demon, the stronger I am."

"The Demon Eats Back!"

The next moment, the eight deadly shrines of the Supreme Death Hall, who are exerting their consciousness of death, screamed screams in addition to the true emperor Yuan Xuan.

One of them, directly a madman, scratched his cranium, covered his face with blood, and was so embarrassed that he rushed under the altar, and he did not know where he rushed.

Yuan Qianmo and Wu Ma Jiu Xing, who were in a fierce battle, were finally shocked.

The two stopped immediately.

One made a long, long howling sound, and one made a harsh blade whistle, in order to deter the aunt shooting above.

Gu Shejing looked at the two lights and shadows that flew from below, pointed to the Ling Lingfeng, and said, "I hope you can always hide in the array, otherwise my Gu She will do what you say and let you die. Burial place. "

"Wow!"

Gu Shejing broke through the air, and the first one reached the top of the boulder altar.

Immediately, she seemed to see something incredible, and her eyes were shocked.

Calm Lingfeng exhaled a long breath, and his robe was soaked with sweat.

Zhang Ruochen looked upwards, feeling that Gu Shejing became extremely strange, and said solemnly: "Before you go up, set up the formation method. It is also the hand of the world. Your Cairo division's means should not be weaker than the calcination wind. ? "

"I was trained as the world's hand in the Palace of Heaven's first array of holy sites. How can Calm Fengfeng compare with me?"

Although the Cairo Division said so, it was also frightened by the fighting power that Gu Shejing had just exploded, and immediately laid out a defensive array at the bottom of the box.

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The three and the blood wolf all stood inside the camel.

The camel ran wild, boarded the boulder altar, and reached the top.

...

"Unexpectedly, this descendant of Luo Zuyun's realm actually cultivated the demon ancestral body and the demon phagocytosis Dafa, causing the Temple of Death to lose three Supreme Masters." Yuan Qianmo said.

He has helped the Supreme Lord of the Seven Dead Temples to resolve the horror vision that invaded his body.

In addition to the true emperor Yuan Xuan, the other six Supreme Masters, the Holy Spirit suffered various degrees of injuries, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.

The monks of Yuanqianmo and the Temple of Death were almost on the top of the megalithic altar with the camel.

After reaching the top, even Zhang Ruochen, A Le, and Yuanqianmo were shocked by the sight in front of them, holding their breath.