Tiandao Library

Coupled with the remaining two sects, the number of people is huge, appalling.

Ignoring Han Jianqiu and the layout of the people behind him, looking at Zhang Xuan, Master Kong smiled slightly: "Why, the altar is ready and waiting for me?"

To break through to the realm of gods and spirits, all he has to do is to extract the Heavenly Dao Library in the body of Zhang Xuan in front of him.

Originally, it could be done by other methods, but the loss is huge, and it is easier to have an altar.

"Han Jianqiu, lead the powerhouse above Xianjun to resist! Others, continue..."

Knowing that once the other party makes a move, it will be difficult to resist, Zhang Xuan shouted loudly, turned his head to look at the hundred thousand real immortals below, and continued to teach: "The way of martial arts..."

The voice was not in a hurry, and instead of being flustered in the slightest, it was calm. After listening to it, the restless state of mind calmed down.

"act recklessly!"

Seeing this one, he ignored him and was still lecturing, Master Kong's face darkened, and he gave an order.

Boom!

Bai Xuansheng, Gu Zhuiyun and others rushed over with the few false gods left in Tongshen Temple, and many immortals also rushed forward.

"Protect the suzerain!"

With a loud shout, Han Jianqiu greeted him.

The sword intent of God spread, and the sword energy criss-crossed the sky.

The confrontation between false gods and false gods, the battle between immortal kings and immortal kings, the two sides will never die from the beginning.

In just a few breaths, Xianjun fell from the sky, one corpse after another, like rain.

The Immortal Lord, who used to be aloof and mysterious, is now experiencing life and death just like ordinary beings.

Although the four major sects plus Haiyang are not as powerful as Tongshendian, Xuanjingmen, and Misty Immortal Sect, the number of experts from the three major sects is extremely strong.

"For the suzerain, for the mainland!"

He Jingxuan, No. 1 core disciple of Lingyun Jiange, flew up.

Ever since Bai Ruanqing became a teacher and surpassed him, he has been cultivating desperately. Although he is still at the peak of the real immortal, he is only stronger than the average immortal.

"If you kill one, you don't pay, but if you kill two, you earn!"

Another core disciple, Liu Yulian, flew out, and laughed out loud.

"For the master of the king!"

Crabs and lobsters in the ocean also rushed up.

Although the combat effectiveness of leaving the ocean is greatly damaged, it cannot stand the large number, the shell is hard, and the defense is invincible.

The war between the two sides was like a burning forest at the beginning, and it was hard to contain it.

"It's our turn..."

Ignoring the fighting and fighting between the two sides, Master Kong took a step forward, crossed a distance of tens of kilometers, and came to the sky above Zhang Xuan.

Before approaching, the large array of [-] formation flags made a soft sound, forming a huge mask outside of [-] True Immortals and Zhang Xuan.

This formation, when arranged, can not only protect the spiritual energy from leaking out, but also has a defensive effect. Even if the false gods want to break through, it is not so easy.

call!

Master Kong, please swipe lightly, and a huge crack immediately appeared in front of you, and walked over gently.

It seems that this large formation no longer exists, and it has no impact.

After entering the formation, he turned around and looked at the altar not far away, but there was no movement. The courtier immediately felt that the altar could no longer be controlled, and it kept beating, as if it would fly towards the other party at any time.

Biting his finger, blood gushed out and fell on the altar.

Zizizizi!

The altar, which was shaking constantly, was immediately suppressed. Although it was still shaking, it was not as violent as before.

"Palace Master Du, come and help!"

His face turned pale, and the courtier hurriedly greeted him.

Du Qingyuan came to the front and also instilled strength.

Only then did the altar stop shaking, quietly suspended in the air.

Without the next move, Master Kong looked at Zhang Xuan again: "Will you strip it yourself, or let me do it, if I do it, it will not be that simple..."

Whoops!

There was no movement, the space around Zhang Xuan seemed to have turned into a barrier in an instant, and the imprisoned people could not escape, nor could they break through.

Zhang Xuan did not answer, but continued to teach.

From the time the other party entered here, intending to snatch the altar, and then attacking him, the voice didn't stop.

The [-] true immortals below are still addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves, as if they are not aware of the danger at all.

"Teacher's words are taught by God, small words of righteousness... can really confuse people's hearts and make people serve their lives. This is the method he is best at using, and you are not weak! Unfortunately, it is too late to use it now..."

With a faint smile, Master Kong raised his palm and patted Zhang Xuan.

"Protect the suzerain..."

Just as Wuchen and Du Qingyuan wanted to rush over to protect them, they saw a dozen or so rays of light shooting towards them from below, blocking them in an instant.

"If you want to hurt our teacher, then step over our corpse!"

More than a dozen boys and girls moved at the same time, and the world seemed to be cracked.

It was Zhao Ya, Zheng Yang and others!

Zhang Xuan's eleven personal disciples have all reached the pseudo-god level at this time, and they have refined the pseudo-god level weapons bestowed by the teacher. Each of them is powerful, and 11 people are united. Master Kong's palm, unexpectedly no longer Unable to move forward.

"My servant, the sacrifice begins!"

Zhang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, flicked his fingers, and the gas obtained from the hollow city fell straight above the altar.

"The great god, my minister (Du Qingyuan), is offering sacrifices here, and I am willing to exchange a hundred thousand sincere loyalty and trust for the purity of the spirit of the gods..."

Two chants sounded at the same time, Du Qingyuan and Wuchen stood on both sides of the altar, one on the left and the other on the right, each pointing to the sky, the blood fell on the altar, a ray of light shone, and the powerful aura instantly enveloped the hundred thousand real immortals inside.