The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Chapter 1292: Taishan War (1)

Taishan!

Everyone looked at them with a sigh of relief and felt the realm of the verse. (8) (1) Chinese website Ww┡W. 81.Zw. COM

It will be the top of the list, and the mountains are small.

There is no exaggeration at all.

boom!

A **** light rises from the top of Mount Tai, and the sky seems to be torn by this blood, a scene that is turned upside down.

"This……"

Everyone was stunned, his face changed and his face was opposite.

"late!"

Tang Hao struggled to squeeze out two words.

"No, you must stop them."

He is not willing to fail like this.

"Stretching clouds, fast!"

The tendon cloud trembled fiercely. Except for Tang Yin, everyone was shaken off. Many people in Tianzenzi’s eyes were fast-moving, and they quickly caught several warriors who could not fly.

Hey!

The tendon cloud smashed Tang Yan, with the fastest degree, even the afterimage could not be seen, disappeared in front of everyone.

Others see it, like a dream, wake up and shout: "Chong!"

The sound of the helicopter rushed to the top of Mount Tai with a broken sound.

However, the degree is far less than the muscles of the clouds, even if the highest nine-day mysterious woman is far behind.

She realized that she had a world of difference with the tendon, and she could barely keep up with the tendons and the clouds were deliberately released.

Almost a blink of an eye, Tang Yin has come to the top of the mountain, a group of people are standing on the altar of the mountain.

This altar is the place where the emperors of the dynasties worshipped the heavens, and has often been used as a tourist attraction.

But at the moment, there is no one tourist.

The top of Mount Tai has been covered in fog, black and pressed, like the way before the storm.

The scenic spot noticed this and closed the scenic spot long ago, so no one came up, and no one would do what the Mozu had done.

The witches stood in a row, standing still in front of the altar, and the blood of the red blood flowed down their necks.

They are all unable to move, as if they were given a body.

"They are still not dead." Tang Yan's eyes lit up, even if the distance was quite far, he also saw that the Wu people still have life.

Chiu was sitting on the highest point of the altar, kneeling with his hands, reaching out to the sky, and having words in his mouth.

The wind was blowing around him, and it was swung up. The blood shed by the witches danced with the wind, and was sealed into it. Then it turned into a **** light and skyrocketed, constantly hitting the sky.

A line of blood appeared in the sky. From the top of Mount Tai as a dot, four lines were separated and spread in four directions.

Tang Yan looked at this incredible scene, especially when he saw the four blood lines that spread in four directions.

A spirit in his heart immediately reminded me of the other four mountains.

Chiyou obviously uses the Taishan as a dot to inject the blood of the Wu people into the other four sacred. When the blood reaches the other four sacred, the spell is ready.

The wild land will reproduce the world, and it will not only be a place, but will appear on the Five Sacred Mountains, and will expand into every corner.

"They haven't had a final success yet, and there is still a chance."

Tang Yan silently recited.

"Stretching clouds, rushing down!"

The tendon cloud whistling down and immediately caught the attention of the Mozu.

The Holy King and a few of his men vacated, and when they saw it clearly, the surprise in the eyes of the Holy King was unspeakable.

At the beginning, he led his hand to escape and did not dare to confront the Dragon Slayer. He thought that Tang Yan would die.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yan actually stood before him in peace.

"You... isn't it dead?" Shengjun pointed at Tang Yan and shouted in contempt.

Tang Yan was cold-eyed and said, "You are looking forward to my death, but I can do as you wish. The Holy King, I have already known the plan of the Mozu. It turns out that you want to make the wild land reproduce the world. It’s too poisonous.”

The surprise of the Holy King has not yet been digested, and when he heard Tang Yan’s words, he broke the plan of the Mozu, and another wave of turbulence was set in his heart.

"How did you know that?"

"If you don't know, unless you can't do it!" Tang Yan said categorically.

"You have said that you are a very embarrassed person who is good at creating miracles. I didn't believe it before. Now I have a few letters. Unfortunately, your miracle career will be terminated." .

"There is no time to talk nonsense with you." Tang Yan thought of a move, and the muscles of the clouds understood his mind. He slammed a few times and crossed the saints and rushed to the altar.

"Bold, I want to interrupt the ancestors of You You, and stop him!" Sheng Jun saw the intention of Tang Yan and screamed.

Hey!

The eyes of a demon family locked him in an instant, and they joined together.

When Tang Yin took a big look, the black hole appeared in the palm of his hand. A Mozu was immediately sucked over and screamed and fell from the air.

Soul Eater!

This is another magical power of swallowing.

Tang Yan directly sacrificed the killings, and several consecutive demons died in his hands and fell from the air.

Tang Hao rushed to the distance of the altar from the altar, only a distance of almost ten feet.

The Wu people turned their eyes and moved toward Tang, and the flames of hope burned in the pupils of despair.

They can't move, can't speak, but use their eyes to express their excitement and joy.

Tang Yan also saw their eyes and shouted: "Don't worry, I will save you."

"Hey, do you really think that my demon is a display? So many people can't stop you alone." Shengjun sneered, thinking that Tang Yan is simply looking for a dead end.

"Who said that he is a person?" A sigh of eloquence came from the horizon, and the sound of rumbling was far and near, and it was in front of me.

The Mozu’s previous attention was all on the altar, and now the fleet and the repairers who have flown in the distance have finally emerged.

Hey!

A figure descended from the sky and fell in front of Tang Yan. It was the nine-day mysterious woman.

She played with the holy prince and said, "You said that he is a person, what am I, what are those people?"

Although the Holy King did not turn around, but the corner of his eye had already swept the enemy flying in the oblique rear, and his mouth twitched a few times. The Mozu acted so tightly that it was almost impenetrable and was still chased by this group of guests. It is.

He glanced at the priest on the altar, and said: "The ancestors have reached the last critical moment and must not be disturbed. They must be stopped."

St. Jun knows that this is a difficult task, but even so, he can't retreat, and he won't retreat.

He looked stunned and raised his eyebrows. He shouted loudly: "All the people of the Mozu listen to them and stop them. They must not let them disturb their ancestors."

"Yes!"

At the top of Mount Tai, all the demons screamed and stood up straight, and the mammoth murderousness and warfare were chilling.

"Not only you!" All the other people came, Tang Yan screamed, and ushered in a uniform response.

"attack!"

"attack!"

Tang Yin and the Holy King reached the order in unison.

Hey!

Countless magic weapons flew from their respective camps and attacked each other with the power of the Thunder.

On the helicopter, they jumped off one of the warriors. The helicopter was not too high from the peak of Mount Tai. These warriors did not have a parachute and jumped directly.

The repairer also swooped down.

Boom!

The magic weapon took the lead in the mid-air confrontation, provoked the brilliance of the sky, like the most splendid fireworks.

Tang Zhen tried to rush to the altar, but the Holy Ghost did not scatter, directly stopped him, and sneered: "With me, you can't bother to disturb the ancestors."

"You really don't have a good thing in the Mozu, even with such a vicious method, you will harm the innocent people in the world, you know?" Tang Yu scolded.

The saint did not take it for granted: "Innocent people? Oh, a group of ants. In history, these people are sacrificed. Moreover, why do you say that the Mozu does not have a good thing? Those of the Yellow Emperor do not want to gather Jinwu. The soul, let the soul of Jinwu roast the earth, and then let the Yellow Emperor reborn? Is this what you call the right way? Fifty steps to laugh."

"I am not with them." Tang Yan argued.

"Haha, then you are still smart. The group of people is a group of people who are omnipotent. It is wise to leave them far away. However, you don't have to worry, wait for the wild land to reproduce the world, they will Not enough to worry about." Saint Jun said contemptuously.

"You are not a good thing, do not think of the world, selfish, just for yourself, you can sacrifice anyone else." Tang Yan screamed, rushed to the Holy King, trying to break through his blockade.

When the Holy King first returned, he experienced the door of space and repaired it. Now, he and other demons have completely recovered, and he has increased more than one grade.

When he robbed the heaven and earth in front of the tree of life, he also turned the gods into seven products, but in a short time, they flew into the sky.

After experiencing the threat of the Dragon Slayer, he gritted his teeth and broke through the barriers of the road. He even rushed forward, not only to restore his cultivation, but also because of the guidance of Chiyou, he had passed the previous peak state and reached the realm of Mahayana.

The second generation of the Mahayana, with a level of Shura, even higher than a nine-day Xuan female.

At the beginning, he only had a Mahayana in the sky, which was not enough to confront the strongest in the sky. Therefore, the Mozu was very grievous in the sky, like a street mouse, hiding in Tibet.

The most important thing is that the Mozu talents are dying, and there is only one of his existing Mahayana realms.

In the past, there were actually other masters of the Mahayana realm, but they were killed in battle with the heavenly strongmen again and again.

If there is not only the surviving Mahayana realm master, the Mozu has already been annihilated in the sky.

Sheng Jun can confidently stop these people. In fact, the most taboo in his heart is the people of the Yellow Emperor.

In addition, the person he fears is the mysterious person, that is, the dragon.

The man’s cultivation reminded him of the strong man in the sky, and the invincible fear seems to be back again, lingering.

In the face of Tang Yan, Sheng Jun did not put him in the heart, especially he is now a Mahayana second product, a finger can crush Tang Yan, his body flashes, he stopped his way, murderous, Staring at him like a smile, like watching the prey in his net.