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Chapter 3 Sing a song to bury the leader(2/2)

Yin Yuangang has not given himself any way out now. If he cannot succeed, it means the great decline of the Shenmu Sect. However, the other leaders were only stunned for a moment, and then they were relieved quickly. If it were them, they would do this and they would not be able to save their lives. Do they still have to care about the life and death of the sect? When they have reached their level of cultivation, they only care about themselves, and all the sects and others stand aside.

"Spiritual seeds of the sect."

Just as Yin Yuangang summoned the Crane Divine Needle, Li Chongquan also looked solemn. He knew that now was the most important time, the verge of life and death, so there was no need to think about it in a mess. As long as he was alive, as long as he could live, let alone a sect's heavy weapon, even if he was asked to sell the entire sect, he would not blink.

So Li Chongquan made a flame burning seal with both hands, and soon a seed appeared in his palm.

This seed is purple, and emits the most noble purple. The purple light spreads, giving people a dizzy impact feeling. On this seed, you can clearly see countless runes swimming and flowing. Each rune is so mysterious, but what attracts people's eyes is that after this spiritual seed appears, it seems that there are hundreds of millions of people guarding each other. The breath released is also as majestic as the sea.

"Puxuan, why is the spiritual seed of the Dachanism a bit like your Buddhist relics?" Yangluo asked.

"It is not a relics. The spiritual seeds of the Age Sect are refined from the heart blood of every Age Sect monk. If they are used, it is equivalent to the entire sect fighting against the enemy. This is an evil control technique, and our Buddhism disdained that it." Pu Xuan said calmly.

"So that can the spiritual seed of the Ancient Sect kill Bai Mo?" Yangluo said curiously.

"Do you kill Bai Mo?" Pu shaking his head.

It's really lingering.

You should know that Bai Mo now gives everyone the feeling that he is so mysterious. He can't do anything he wants. Even if he faces the threat of two powerful weapons of the sect? Could it be that Bai Mo is still afraid to move forward?

"It doesn't take such a hard time killing you."

Bai Mo ignored the threat brought by the Crane Divine Needle and the Spiritual Seed of the Ancient Sect, and raised his mouth disdainfully. A kite golden wing appeared on both sides of his body, and the Peacock Feather Sword also appeared as his wrists moved. These two things that once showed their power in the First God Tomb have brought him absolute speed and absolute sharpness since they were refined by Bai Mo.

Just like now.

Swish.

In the air, only Bai Mo's shadow was seen passing by. No matter whether it was the Crane Divine Needle or the Spiritual Seed of the Chan Sect, no one could touch Bai Mo's shadow. The next second, Li Chongquan and Yin Yuangang were frightened to find a blood line appearing in their throats. They desperately wanted to resist the threat of death. But the sword intent released by the Peacock Feather Sword was actually the kind that could directly pierce the sky. They could cut the stars down.

Facing this sword intent, all they can do is surrender and die.

Two more leaders fell.

Crash.

The Crane Divine Needle and the Spirit Seed of the Anarchy Sect were not able to truly burst out with power and were swallowed up by the various weapon kingdoms. At this moment, the various weapon kingdoms really turned into a sky, covering the sky, covering the entire interface of the Haotian Holy Land. The twelve divine formations were simultaneously running, giving all the leaders the feeling that if they did not leave at this moment, they would really not be able to leave. They would all stay here. Thinking that they would really fall here, no one hesitated.

Yangluo escapes.

Mysterious truth escapes.

Pu Xuan escapes.

While escaping, all the leaders issued retreat orders to their respective monks. It was not that the retreat order that was temporarily waiting and watching was the order that no one could really stay, but that they had to leave here unconditionally.

"Did I say you can leave?"

Bai Mo looked at all the leaders coldly. After activating the spirit of Wu Man, his body began to surge, and in a blink of an eye it turned into several hundred feet. With such a figure, he could still control the absolute speed. Under the blockade of the various weapons kingdoms, Bai Mo was the master of this world. Except for the leader who had not taken risks at the beginning, the sect leader who was present, Yangluo and others were trapped, and no one could leave.

The nine-character divine beasts in the various weapons kingdoms controlled all the divine formations, perfectly setting up a number of prohibitions outside the Haotian Holy Land. The emergence of the stacked prohibitions brought Yangluo and the others a shock. No matter how they could control it, they would not dare to act rashly.

"Bai Mo, do you want to be enemies with all our sects? Do you want to be enemies of the world?" A leader shouted sternly.

"Noisy."

Bai Mo raised his fingers, and the thunder spear formed by the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder suddenly condensed and shot out. Everyone could see the thunder spear thrown out, and everyone could feel the leader dodging, but the final result was cruel. No matter how the leader dodged, there was no possibility of avoiding it. His figure was confined in a small space. After the thunder spear hit his body, it exploded on the spot, and all the treasures were swallowed by the various weapons.

Bai Mo's power is so powerful.

Do you want to refute? You cannot refute.

Only when I give you a chance to speak can you say. If I don’t give it to you, you can only shut up. Whoever dares to say a little more will wait for you is the cruelest killing. Bai Mo doesn’t have to threaten at all, and just rely on this absolute deterrent means to control the whole audience.

A leader was killed so easily, and no one dared to provoke Bai Mo's majesty casually.

Forget-Wretch Waterfall.

Chiwen and the others are really in the most dangerous battle. Although they are sixth-level monsters, they should know that Chiwen has internal injuries, so he is the most at risk of taking action without being able to completely let go. What this loss directly brings him a kind of pain. Faced with the invasion of many top nine-level powerful men of the gods, Chiwen is really ready to give up and order the complete destruction of the Wangyou Waterfall. Who would have thought that at this moment, all those who took action would retreat.

"What's going on?" Liang Qiao exclaimed.

"Can these people find their conscience?" Gui Mimi also said in shock.

"It's Bai Mo." Chiwen took out the Zhoutian Supervisor Mirror again and was stunned when he saw what happened there.

Liang Yu swallowed hard, staring at the weapons over his head in disbelief.

"Is Bai Mo trying to dominate the entire star field?"

"Is the strongest person under the starry sky going to come true?" Gui Mimi murmured to herself.

Even if Di Haotian does not appear at this moment, there will be no danger in Haotian Holy Land.
Chapter completed!
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