Taiyi felt like his Dantian was like a sponge.

He sucked in the spiritual energy and then squeezed it tightly, squeezing out all the mana. Repeatedly, even an iron-clad monk couldn't bear it.

"It's over." Tu Shanjun, who was holding a banner, walked up to Miaohe Dazhenjun and looked at Miaohe Dazhenjun holding Yuan Shouyi to guard the spirit treasure. Tushanjun rolled up the soul flag in his hand and turned it into a

A short-handled 'machine', the evil skeleton on the top of the hammer shows a scary smile.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Miao He Da Zhenjun opened his mouth and spat out a dark orb: "Obscuring God Bead."

The orb appeared between Miaohe's eyebrows and blended into it. Miaohe's aura rose again, and the various negative conditions originally suppressed by the formation also quickly faded away, just like a stone clay sculpture pushing away the marl on its body.

Tu Shanjun opened his palm, and black and red threads flew out. A huge shadow of a high gate appeared in the sky, falling like a shooting star.

Boom.

The huge shrine fell behind Miaohe Dazhenjun.

Inside the huge high door that looks like a shrine, there are layers of shrines like matryoshka dolls.

It is shameful to say that Tu Shanjun rarely gives a name to his magic. Either he feels that it is not necessary, or he feels that the magic is not perfect yet, so why bother to name it so early? Even if he does not give a name, he should use the magic.

They are not used in the same way, so there seems to be no name except for the legal domain and the true meaning.

Bada.

The iron boots landed on the cold Yin Lei, making a crisp sound. Tu Shanjun walked up to the Great True Monarch Miaohe, raised the 'nail hammer' soul flag in his hand, and chopped it down without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

The arm turned into powder the moment it separated from the body.

Blood gushes out from the hideous wound.

It's just that it's not the Great True Lord Miaohe, but another Great True Lord Nascent Soul from the Hehuan Sect. He stood in front of Miaohe without hesitation. The man's face was somewhat delicate, and he showed a pale smile.

Staring at Tushanjun holding the Lingbao, he squeezed out words from between his teeth without looking back: "Senior brother."

"Walk!"

"Let's go? Where are we going?" Tu Shanjun kicked away the Dazhenjun who was standing in front of him. With one kick, the Dazhenjun's chest collapsed, and blood gushed out like a spring on his clothes.

He continued to walk forward indifferently, but at this time, the Great True Lord Xingjin stood in front of him again and shouted: "Great Elder, let's go!"

Tu Shanjun had no expression on his face and did not stop. He punched Xing Jin away and dragged him to the ground. Then he walked up to Miao He and said calmly: "As long as the Hehuan Sect surrenders, I won't kill you!

"

Miaohe spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, his eyes seemed to be spitting out flames, and roared: "You are dreaming!"

Tu Shanjun picked up the Great True Monarch Xingjin by his head, then raised the 'hammer' soul flag with his right hand. With a hammer fall, the soul flag penetrated the chest of the Great True Monarch Xingjin.

The later great monks were equally vulnerable in his hands.

The splashing hot blood fell on Tushanjun's face, making his green face even more terrifying, but his voice was still hoarse and calm: "Surrender, or not?!"

Miaohe Dazhenjun stared blankly, unconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the warmth spread in his hands. His lips trembled, but he could not squeeze out a single word: "I..."

"you……"

"To surrender or not to surrender?"

With a green face and fangs, wild crimson hair, that obviously crazy but almost indifferent grimace was right in front of him, and the scarlet eyes looked down, staring into his eyes.

The hoarse voice sounded like the roar of an evil spirit and like a demonic sound, echoing in the ears of Miaohe Dazhenjun.

Miaohe stretched his hand forward, wanting to take the seriously injured Junior Brother Xingjin from the hands of the green-faced old demon, only to realize that he had no room to continue to resist: "I..."

"I……"

"I surrender." After saying these three words, Master Miaohe slumped down on the ground like a deflated rubber ball, as if all his energy and energy had been drained out.

"I surrender!"
Chapter completed!