Xianbang

These more than a dozen holy artifacts, including the Nine Dragon Blood Spear, the Sky-Suppressing God Tower, and the jet-black battle sword... are overwhelmingly suppressed, swinging endless holy patterns, as if they want to suppress the eternity.

Guo Yi's dragon body was shattered, and the dragon wings and peacock wings on his back stretched out at the same time. The speed was unimaginably fast, and he smashed the funeral monument with one hand.

However, Guo Yi still underestimated the combined strength of more than a dozen saints. Although the Burial Monument is powerful, it can't pierce through the sacred artifacts at all.

"boom!"

Down below, a Chinese chariot suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the water, with a bright killing light on it, phoenixes screaming and dragons roaring, a huge palm stretched out from the Chinese chariot, and slapped it down.

This palm turned into the Shenping Baoyin, carrying terrifying power.

The Chinese car was not damaged at all, and the water droplets rolled down on it, falling like a rain curtain.

This is Princess Bu Xun's Chinese car, she is not dead!

Guo Yi forcibly twisted his body and sacrificed the Heaven Burying Sword. The No. 12 sword formula fell down like a startled rainbow. Thousands of sword shadows rushed out along with the sword formula, like a group of dragons breaking through the sea.

"Boom!"

The sword shadow pierced the palm of his hand and turned into a series of sword dragons, stabbing at the flying Chinese chariot, but they were all blocked by a layer of light shield outside the Chinese chariot, and all the sword shadows turned into blue smoke.

In the magnificent and magnificent car, there was a soft sigh, "Nine Meridian Sword Cultivator, Burying Heaven Sword."

Princess Bu Xun's voice is still so soft, it can numb the bones in the ears.

Guo Yi doesn't care what the most beautiful woman in the wild is. Now that the strong enemy is looking around, it is already difficult to kill her. Maybe if he captures her, he will have a chance.

The ancient inscriptions on the burial stele glowed brightly, and the incisions at the breaks became extremely sharp, and a mighty ancient killing power quickly gathered.

The remnant stele fell, and nine golden chasing patterns appeared, as if it wanted to destroy the entire bloody Shura Palace.

"Tiangang is soft and strong, turning into water."

At this moment, a strange scene happened, that Chinese chariot suddenly melted away and turned into a curtain of water, even Princess Bu Xun in the Chinese chariot was no exception.

The majesty of the burial stele is quite powerful. Even monks in the fourth realm of saints would suffer heavy injuries if they were hit. However, when they hit the water curtain, they directly penetrated and hit Just a ripple.

A huge pulling force came from his hand, and Guo Yi was extremely shocked. He wanted to take back the remnant stele, but he couldn't.

If Guo Yi hadn't stopped quickly, even he himself would have been swallowed by the water curtain.

This method is too shocking to the world.

The water curtain hanging in the air was re-realized again, and turned into a Chinese chariot again, with hard shafts and lightly shaking curtains, as if it had never been changed again.

A beautiful hand in the car gently played with the burial stele that had become as big as a fist, and let out a chuckle, saying: "Fight with me, you are still a little tender."

"Really?" Guo Yi squeezed his empty fingers, and the "Holy Burial Art" in his body was running rapidly, and countless holy lights shook towards the funeral monument, and got in touch with the funeral monument again.

"boom!"

The burial stele that was originally played by Princess Bu Xun suddenly turned into a towering height and blasted towards her chest. Countless sharp spiritual energy rushed into her body and blasted towards her holy source .

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spat out from her cherry lips, making the curtains of the car all red.

Guo Yi held up the burial stele that rushed out of the sky again, and smashed it out. Immediately, Princess Bu Xun and the Chinese chariot were sent flying, and they fell to the distance, hitting a big one on the ground. pit to.

After defeating Princess Bu Xun, Guo Yi didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he felt two huge pressures. He saw Yifeng and Wu Xiuluo, who were in the distance, forcibly stopped their hands, and rushed over with murderous aura.

These are the two saint emperors, if they block him, Guo Yi will be in dire straits today.

There was the sound of howling and breaking wind, and the breath of the Saint Emperor seemed to be on his back, and he might suffer a fatal blow at any time.

"Whoever stops me will die."

Guo Yi grabbed the remnant stele with his hand, and blasted towards the more than 30 saints surrounding the lake, immediately beating them all back a step.

"boom!"

But these 30 saints counterattacked back at this time, countless holy arts fell like rain, and at least seven holy arts penetrated Guo Yi's body, tearing flesh and blood.

On the neck, a shocking bloodstain almost cut Guo Yi's head off.

Although Guo Yi's cultivation base is strong, if he wants to fight against dozens of saints at the same time, he still needs to beat the stone with an egg. Only by defeating each of them can he be sure of victory.

Putting away the remnant monument, Guo Yi's body turned into a strange arc, walking between waves of holy magic attacks, walking towards the lake.

Attacking by force is not the solution, the only way to kill them all is to break into these people and disrupt their cooperation.

"puff!"

Although Guo Yi's speed was extremely fast, when he walked within a hundred meters of the lake, he was still hit by several holy spells, and his arm was almost blown off.

But he paid the price and got the reward. Guo Yi rushed into this group of saint generals wearing golden armor, and suddenly he was like a fish entering the water, and he quickly shuttled between the crowd. Every time he stabbed with a sword, there was blood Flying out, the ghost army of 48 resentful souls following behind Guo Yi quickly devoured them all, without giving them a chance to regroup their bodies.

"puff!"

"puff!"

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A series of sword sounds resounded in the ears, the lake was stained red with blood, and the blood poured into the lake like a spring, turning the crystal clear lake water into blood.

More than a dozen white bones were left on the ground, their flesh and blood were devoured by the resentful spirits, and the bones began to weather in the wind and were riddled with holes.

Bloody Battle Yifeng and Wu Xiuluo had already caught up, one of them stopped by the lake, and the other blocked Guo Yi's way forward.It's like two big mountains standing horizontally, exuding an indestructible majesty.

A cold shout exploded in Guo Yi's ears, and a seven-star moon halberd stabbed in the air, pointing directly at Guo Yi's back, the tip of the halberd was torn apart by the wind, like an oolong piercing.

"Die!"

Guo Yi was startled, and quickly ran nine steps forward, trying to escape the fatal blow, but the cold air behind him followed him like a shadow, getting closer and closer instead.

Cold sweat broke out on Guo Yi's forehead, could it be that he was so different from the Saint Emperor?

Before he had time to think about it, the bloody battle peak standing in front of him attacked with the sword in his hand at the same time, blocking the vitality of the world and blocking all the escape routes in front of Guo Yi.

"You dare to hurt Princess Bu Xun, it's a death penalty." Xue Zhan Yifeng's voice was filled with raging anger.

There was a killing shot at the back, and a road-blocking sword in front, as if two walls were pressing down one after the other.

"escape!"

The Heaven Burying Sword in Guo Yi's hand suddenly stabbed downwards, his body sank suddenly, and fell into the ground. At the same time, he also lit the Wuwang Buddha Lamp, and a jet-black Buddha's light immediately enveloped the entire lakeside. People are trapped in the unconscious realm of Buddha's light.

Even Blood War Yifeng and Wu Xiuluo were no exception. A halberd and a sword collided with each other, shaking all the saints around them seriously injured and fell to the ground.

And Guo Yi took advantage of this opportunity to sink into the ground and escape quickly. At this time, he was already injured by the power of the two saint emperors, and staying any longer would only lead to a dead end.

When the Buddha's light dissipated, the entire lakeside became clear again, but Guo Yi had already disappeared underground without a trace, even with spiritual sense, he couldn't find it.

Bloody Battle Yifeng looked at the more than a dozen bones of saints by the lake, his face was cold, and he said sharply: "Open the big guard array, seal the ground, and never allow even a single fly to fly out of Shura Palace."

The protective formation of the bloody battle Shura King's mansion was arranged by the bloody battle Shura King himself. It has been operated for tens of millions of years. It is complicated and dangerous. It affects the whole body. Even a half-emperor can't break out in a short while. .

Xue Zhan Yifeng knew that Guo Yi had the Heaven Burying Sword in his hand, which could break the formation, so he ordered to open the protective formation, which would make it impossible for Guo Yi to escape from the mansion.

"Let the princess be injured by villains, she deserves to die." Wu Xiuluo half-kneeled on the ground, followed by those saint generals, who also knelt on the ground.

They were all terrified, after all, if Princess Bu Xun got angry, they would all suffer together.

Princess Bu Xun's luxurious chariot flew up from the ruins, and it was still stained with blood. A cold snort came from the car: "I am so disappointed in the bloody battle against Shura's Palace, and a human sneaked in. This bloody battle is a peak!" You are solely responsible."

"The protective array has been opened, even a fly can't escape. I will definitely catch the thief and let Her Royal Highness send me down." Bloody Battle Yifeng was also very angry at this time, and he lost it in front of Princess Bu Xun. With such a big face, the murderous intent in his heart is stronger than ever.

"Then I'll go back and wait for your good news, let's go."

Princess Bu Xun has been well-clothed and well-fed since she was a child, and she has been loved by thousands of people. She has never suffered such a big loss, and the anger in her heart can be imagined.

The Huache crossed the lake, walked on the ancient road in the mansion, and headed outside the mansion.

Wu Xiuluo and the remaining dozens of saint generals also breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and followed closely behind, for fear that there would be some trouble again. If something happened to Princess Bu Xun in the bloody battle at the Shura Palace, then they would like to It's hard not to die.

The Chinese car was moving slowly, and in the Chinese car, Guo Yi was sitting on a soft chiffon chair, leaning against the wall of the car, with one hand covering the wound on his chest, and the other hand was covered with blood, dying. He firmly pinched Princess Bu Xun's fair and slender neck.

The blood flowed down her delicate neck and fell into the white gauze skirt.

Guo Yi understood a truth from the beginning to the end, the only way to escape is to capture Princess Bu Xun.So at the moment when the Wuwang Buddha Lamp was lit and everyone lost their consciousness, he kicked into Princess Bu Xun's luxury car from the ground and restrained her.