Shangtu runes are extremely rare, and the number of runes outlined is in the trillions. Even the gods of the runes also need to find heaven and earth treasures to refine rune paper.

It took hundreds or even thousands of years to refine a complete talisman.

Moreover, the probability of refining failure is extremely high.

Wuyue used the Shangtu magic rune, one can imagine how strong the heart to kill Fengyunba, Xuanyuanqing, and Shanghong today is.

The suppression of Wuyue and Shangtu runes forced Mr. Mo to be unable to continue to spur the attack on the magical formation. Wuxia looked at the big-headed ragdoll and had to go all out to control the frigate magical formation.

Whether it is Wuyue or the big-headed rag doll, it is very clear that the frigate array of the Xufeng Shen ship cannot be broken by the Shangtu rune.

But it can contain Mr. Mo and buy time for the formation and the **** pattern around the big doll's broken formation tower.

"Split Light and Shadow!"

The big head rag doll laughed endlessly, resounding all over the world.

Above it, a sky full of dark shadows appeared, all wearing black armor, some driving chariots, some raising battle flags, and some riding dark beasts, erupting unparalleled war power.

This dark shadow army, overwhelmingly attacked the past, rushed to the formation tower.

"Boom!"

The ancient sky pattern was touched, lightning flashed for a while, and the divine power was surging, tearing the shadow of the rushing past into pieces and turning into wisps of black smoke~lightnovelpub.net~collar red envelope]Follow the public.. Book Friends Base Camp~lightnovelpub.net~ Draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

The big-headed doll flicked his finger in front of him and said, "Heaven and earth are separated!"

It only draws a line, but forms a space barrier that is 10,000 miles wide.

Obviously, it did not dare to easily touch the destructive power that erupted from the sky pattern, and could only control the army of the shadow shadows, opening the way and killing the sky pattern.

At this time, the big-headed rag doll finally vacated his hand, preparing to completely wipe out Feng Xuan's mental will and soul, but when he looked down, he was suddenly shocked.

Feng Xuan's head and body are missing!

"How can this be?"

The big-headed rag doll was so shocked that some people could silently rescue a half-dead **** from it. Even if its attention wasn't here just now, it wouldn't be unaware.

"What a Qingpingzi, interesting, really interesting."

When the big head doll saw the Taoist priest hiding far away, her heart was extremely angry, but her mouth laughed loudly.

I don't know whether I am laughing or angry.

Zhang Ruochen held Fengxi with one hand, and the headless Fengxuan with the other, and ran quickly, just wanting to get away from the big-headed rag doll as far as possible.

The difference in cultivation level is too great to give birth to any resistance or sneak attack.

Feng Xuan held his head in his hand, and said anxiously: "Friend Qingpingzi, how can we escape? How can we escape on the Xufengshen ship? Once the guardian formation is broken, everything we do now It's all meaningless. It's better to go back and fight with the bitterness, or there may be some turnaround."

Zhang Ruochen said: "How do you fight? In front of a person with that level of spiritual power, you can't even blew the source of the daoist. Since staying on the Xufeng Shen ship is a dead end, we rushed out."

Feng Xining looked at the Frost City Demon standing in the dark void in the distance, and said: "It's useless, it's dead if you rush out. It's better to stay on the divine ship and live and die with everyone."

"Yes, even if you die, you must die with integrity." Feng Xuan said.

The frigate sacred formation is to block outside forces from entering the sacred ship and will not prevent the monks in the sacred ship from rushing out.

The Dark Temple obviously wanted to kill them all.

The Frost City Demon manifested a giant body, standing in the void like a giant demon. Any monk who escaped will be killed by his sword energy and turned into a cloud of blood mist in the dark.

"Boom!"

In the distance, under the attack of the big-headed rag doll, Mr. Mo could not stop it after all, and the seventy-two-story tower collapsed and turned into rubble.

"How can it be so fast?"

Zhang Ruochen, Feng Xi, and Feng Xuan all had their hearts beating, and they all looked back.

The center of the formation was destroyed, and the light of the frigate array quickly dissipated, unable to withstand the sorrowful rune pressed down from above.

An aura of world destruction shrouded every monk in the divine ship.

"It's over! Everything is over!"

A great sage of the wind clan was crushed to the ground by the power of the rune.

Lian Xi is the pinnacle of a demigod. Under the suppression of the runes, she can still stand still, but there is no light in her pupils, only boundless depression.

Even the gods fall one by one, as a monk in the holy world, how can they be spared?

In the face of this level of destructive power, any struggle seems ridiculous and meaningless.

Xuanyuanqing glanced at Tianwai, as if waiting for something, and muttered to himself: "After all, it is still too late? A catastrophe, really a catastrophe!"

Then, her beautiful voice became sad but cold, and she raised her voice: "The gods of the dark temple, I, Xuanyuanqing, will swear today that I will kill everything present."

"You are about to die, how can you be so arrogant? No, you are the daughter of Haotian, Lord Wuyue is reluctant to kill you. Hehe!"

The human skin lantern raises the battle axe above his head to gather the power of darkness.

Xuanyuanqing's breath weakened, and the toxins of Huangquanhua had soaked into the source of the gods, coagulating the blood, and the white light on his body became dim. He stared at the human skin lantern, his eyes looked like death, without any fear.

"No month!"

A deafening roar of divine voice sounded at the top of the divine ship, and the resulting sound wave lifted Zhao Wuyan and Qingkong Sword King away.

Zhao Wuyan's mount, the Scarlet Ghost Beast, screamed and turned into a ghost mist, his soul flew away, and a thick dust was set off.

"puff!"

Clear Sky Sword King vomited blood, flew out dozens of miles away, touched the seventeen formations, and his body was scorched by the fire.

Even the human skin lantern with a strong cultivation base also withdrew, and seven sword marks appeared on the human skin.

The eyes of the three masters converged on Feng Yunba.

At this moment, Fengyunba rose by a foot, and his body was burning like a torch, looking up at the skull-shaped mortal rune falling from above.

His vigorous momentum, his messy hair turned crimson, there is no sign of poisoning, and said: "No month, this seat will take you out of this world today."

On the periphery of Feng Yunba's figure, the light and shadow of a huge flame sword appeared, rising up into the sky, and colliding with the sacred rune falling rapidly.

The Great Sword of Ten Thousand Zhangs of Flame seems to have the might of slashing the sky, dividing the sage rune into two.

The fragments of the runes turned into countless fireballs and flew into the void.

"Pure Sun Burning Body Art! Good! Good, you are a wind and cloud bully!"

It is because of the moonless energy, facing the Fengyun Ba who uses the Pure Sun Burning Technique, he must avoid his edge and immediately flee away.

The flame giant sword chased up, and a sword slashed out from the rear, immediately illuminating half of the dark void extremely brightly, piercing through all Wuyue's defense methods.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the flesh has exploded!

However, it soon reunited and continued to flee.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and said, "Si Ye is so good, why not use it earlier?"

Feng Xi's expression was unprecedentedly painful, and tears fell like a curtain of beads in his eyes, completely unable to contain it.

Feng Xuan, the **** who has lived for many years, also said in a dry voice, "Once the Pure Sun Burning Body Technique is used, the body, including the source of the gods and the souls, will be burned in a quarter of an hour. I think the fourth brother should It just suppressed the yellow spring flower toxins in the body, and then, with the heart of death, wanted to cut Wuyue and fight for a way of life for us."

Zhang Ruochen's mood suddenly became heavy. Although he had almost died under the sword of Fengyunba before, he admired Fengyunba this person extremely.

Because what he did was something Zhang Ruochen couldn't do in many cases.

It is the kind of upright character that Zhang Ruochen rarely sees, and he has a clear picture of good and evil.

Zhang Ruochen thinks that he is not an absolutely upright person, with the blood of innocent people in his hands, and there are times when he is unscrupulous. But I hope that there will be more people like Fengyunba who can stick to the right way and unswervingly draw a line between Yin and evil.

Zhang Ruochen believed that if Fengyunba had to escape alone, there was a chance of getting out.

He didn't retreat, didn't escape, he still wielded his sword bravely, even if he burned himself, he still had to fight for a chance for the monks on the godship.

"father!"

Feng Yan roared loudly, five-colored brilliance burst out of his body, sometimes a flesh body, sometimes a mud body.

A cloud of robbery appeared in the endless dark void.

The rules of heaven and earth quickly converge on the robbery cloud, making the area covered by the robbery cloud larger and larger, and the energy contained in it grows rapidly.

Fengyan rushed out of the Asahi Fengshen, and separated from the monks on the godship.

"Does it make sense to cross the Tribulation at this time? Even if the crossover is successful, it is only a lower god." Zhao Wuchang laughed.

The divine light on the human skin lantern flickered, and the two bright eyeballs under the long black hair became extremely hot. He said excitedly: "The legend is true, the legend is true... Haha, it is said that the emperor Wa used colorful mud to squeeze it out before his death. A clay figure is stored in the colorful stone valley of the Wind Clan. After many years, the clay figure has born a spiritual intelligence, possesses the power to conquer the world, cultivates to the realm of Heavenly Sovereign, and is titled Pure Sun."

"Chunyang Tianzun returned to the colorful stone valley in his later years, and his body turned into a pile of colorful mud. The Feng Clan used these colorful mud to squeeze out twelve clay figures, and hope that in many years, another clay figure will give birth to spiritual wisdom."

"I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect to see a real clay figure today. This is the colorful clay left by Emperor Wa. It is a part of Chunyang Tianzun. It can be called the second life of Chunyang Tianzun, and it must have infinite magical effects."

Feng Xuan stared at Fengyan standing in the distance under the robbery cloud, and said excitedly: "There is still a chance, we still have a chance. It turns out that the fourth brother is pinning his hopes on Yan'er. As long as Yan'er survives the divine calamity, It will surely awaken the spirit of the Pure Sun God Sword."

"The weapon spirit of the Pure Sun God Sword has survived from the time of Tianzun Chunyang, and has been in a state of suspended animation, avoiding Yuan Huijie. If the weapon spirit is awakened, the Frost City Demon will never be able to suppress it. A sword can burn the great god. ."

These powerhouses standing at the top of the dark temple obviously have some understanding of the pure sun divine sword.

The big-headed ragdoll who is chasing down Mr. Mo, uses spiritual power to transmit his voice: "Kill the colorful clay figurine, don't let him survive the tribulation."

Zhao Wuyan soared from the divine ship, and hundreds of billions of ghosts appeared behind him, turning into a vast cloud of ghosts, murderously rushing towards the Fengyan below the cloud.

Feng Xuan eagerly said: "We have to help... Yan'er..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Quanhua's toxin exploded. He was stiff and couldn't even hold his head. He fell to the ground like a watermelon and turned steadily.

Zhang Ruochen held down the Fengxi who wanted to rush over, and said: "Let me go! Go, you won't be able to fight for it, it's pure death, I can at least fight for it."

Stepping on the spirit step, Zhang Ruochen held the Qingping sword with sharp eyes.

At this moment, the speed at which he broke out was actually slightly faster than the Taiyi Great God Zhao Wuyan.

Feng Xi looked at Zhang Ruochen's back in a dazed manner. It was not that he was surprised that he would rush out to fight Zhao Wuyan. After all, in her heart, Daoist Qingpingzi and her father are the same kind of people, and they can save people unselfishly and for The emotion in his heart draws his sword at the Tinder Conference, a man who can fight his life to save the souls of a world.

The reason why she lost her mind was that Daoist Qingpingzi had always referred to herself as a "poor Dao" and referred to as a "Daoist", but what she had just referred to was "you" and "me".

Zhao Wuyan saw Zhang Ruochen chasing from the other direction, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes: "I didn't kill you before, but you took the initiative to die!"

"Wow!"

The crescent-shaped war knife slashed out, tearing the space into a broken path.

Zhang Ruochen only felt that the entire universe was collapsing inward, and the oppressive force came from all directions, and his body could not even move. He was obviously locked in by Zhao Wuyan's fighting will and could not be avoided.

This knife is much stronger than the previous casual blow.

Zhao Wuyan is stronger than any Taiyi Great God that Zhang Ruochen has played against, and much more powerful.

At this critical juncture of life and death, Zhang Ruochen's heart suddenly became calm, immersed in a wonderful state where the world is only me, and suddenly realized.

Feng Xuan once said that as a man, his nature is yang.

However, in the human heart, there are two choices of survival and death.

Survival is yang, death is yin.

After Zhang Ruochen decided to stay, when he saw Feng Yunba using the Pure Sun Burning Technique, he wanted to die, and when he decided to fight against Zhao Wuyan and help the wind and rock cross the divine calamity..., at every moment, Zhang Ruochen's state of mind was seeking survival and death. change.

And it is a natural change.

The moment he decided to fight against Zhao Wuyan and save Fengyan, he really didn't hesitate at all. It was completely from the heart. Knowing that he might fall, he had to rush to shake it hard.

The two forces of one yin and one yang in the body reached a delicate balance at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen slowly raised the Qingping sword in his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ A Tai Chi and two instrumental prints appeared automatically behind him. It seemed that the diameter was only eighteen feet, but it looked like one hundred and eighty feet, eighteen thousand. Thousands of meters... even boundless.

"Wow!"

A sword swung out, smashing the crescent-shaped knife that Zhao Wuyan had split.

This sword seemed to be an understatement, and the slightest power was useless.

Looking at the sword in his hand, and touching the empty void again, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were smiling, and then he became cold and sharp again, striding forward.

With every step he took, his aura doubled, facing Zhao Wuyan, and said: "Today's Fengyan crosses the catastrophe, I will protect the road!"

It's not just that the two rituals of Tai Chi appear on his back, but the yin and yang are everywhere under his feet, on the top of his head, and in all directions.

The monks present were all surprised.

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This chapter is four thousand words, which is a big chapter, and I have the confidence to ask for a monthly pass!