The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 85

On the ruins of the collapsed ancient temple of the Taiyin Sect, Dongfang Taiyi held a stick of white bones, and the golden light and black light in his eyes under the messy hair stared at the saint of the Taiyin Sect!
Even after hearing the old Dongfang's self-introduction of his family, he also felt the horror of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The sage Duanmuzhen was still calm, and he roared righteously:
"A sage invited by the people of the Si clan? Who would have thought that he would pass on all the scriptures of Taiyin to you, and even give you the name of the [-]st descendant? I'm waiting..."

"boom!"

But he obviously underestimated the execution ability of the old man Dongfang. This old devil is not someone like Si Xuan who would listen to him talking a lot of nonsense, so he swung the bone stick and smashed it directly at him!

"No, who are you!"

How could Duanmuzhen, who is only a saint, be able to block the Great Sage's attack?He could feel this great power, and burning his blood and saint's origin with all his might was enough to activate the gray mace in his hand!

But the bone stick that absorbed the essence of countless saint-level beings was too gorgeous. Hundreds of holy beasts manifested, and they were all gathered into a simple stick by Dongfang Taiyi in the end!
"Ding!"

When the two terrifying holy soldiers collided, there was only a crisp sound of clashing, but Si Xuan could feel the terrifying power!

Even if the gray mace refined by the fifth grandson of the Taiyin Emperor is infinitely close to the quasi-emperor's weapon, Dongfang Taiyi's bone stick is not weaker at all, and the master of the holy soldier personally shot it, and the power is simply not the same !

"what!"

Duanmuzhen screamed, the gray mace he was proud of was knocked directly into the starry sky by Dongfang Taiyi's angry stick, and the terrifying bone stick fell directly on his head!
"puff!"

He couldn't avoid it, the saint-level head and body were smashed to pieces by a blow, and even the holy armor on his body was smashed into pieces by this blow!

"The forty-first grandson of the Human Emperor, the personal disciple of Great Sage Si Feng, Dongfang Taiyi!"

The old man Dongfang didn't look at the saint who was completely smashed into pieces, nor did he absorb his remaining yin essence, but just repeated his identity repeatedly!

"Thank you, senior!" Si Xuan stepped forward, and there was only a pile of holy armor scraps left at the place where Duanmu Zhen was. "It's still very common for people like him to think like this among the ancient clans in the ancient times!"

"But he's a human race!" The old man Dongfang growled and said, the veins in the hand holding the bone stick burst out at this time, showing the anger he couldn't smooth out.

"People's hearts are unpredictable!" Si Xuan shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, the four semi-saints who were dying in the ruins of the ancient palace were taken into Jiulitu by him. None of these people would survive, but it was really cheap to kill them casually.

"Treason!" A scream full of hatred came from one side, it was the voice of the girl just now.

Si Xuan turned his head, just now the great saint-level roar of the old man Dongfang was blocked by the leader of the Taiyin Sect with a holy weapon, and all the men, women and children who followed were only slightly injured like bleeding from the mouth and nose at most!
"Treason! Let go of our half-saint!" Outside the ruins, the girl screamed at Si Xuan.

She saw with her own eyes the scene of Old Dongfang beating the Old Sage of their clan to death with a stick, her eyes were flushed at this moment, and the hatred in her eyes was about to overflow!

"Today, if you dare to attack our Renhuang clan, Ziwei will no longer have a place for you!" The conversation in the hall obviously did not let her hear, this Duanmu clan's junior is very stubborn, the saint in the family is dead, She still refuses to admit defeat!
"ignorance!"

Si Xuan didn't want to talk nonsense with her, but just took a look at the young girl and the leader of Taiyin, the Jiuli map moved, and took in all these more than a hundred people of different levels of cultivation!

"Prince!" The old man Dongfang came over, holding the black skull weapon that Duanmuzhen took out in his hand, and handed it to Sixuan.

Si Xuan took it. This dark skull belonged to a saint named Si. He was killed by the Duanmu clan during the rebellion tens of thousands of years ago, and his head was refined into such a weapon.

"The hatred of extermination of the clan can't be resolved even for tens of thousands of years, but today Si will settle the cause and effect for you." Si Xuan felt very uncomfortable in his heart as he felt the resentment contained in this pitch-black head.

"Go and see again, there should be many traces of the Si clan in the hands of this clan. Didn't those great powers say that they raised a lot of Mingzhu with resentment? Find all similar things!"

Si Xuan put away the weapon made of pitch-black skulls. He remembered that the future Son of Taiyin still had a Lin Mingzhu in his hand, which was nourished by the resentment of the saint after his death. There should be more than these two things.

"Furthermore, the huge Taiyin Sect shouldn't only have these one hundred and ten members. The Duanmu clan and Si don't want to let any one go." Si Xuan said softly. Many people in this clan have already regarded themselves as orthodox human emperors. He couldn't bear such absurdity.

"The void is sealed, and you can't escape!" The old man Dongfang had already guessed Si Xuan's thoughts. This man was called a human demon by the ancient people in the ancient times. I don't know how many ancient tribes were destroyed by him. The principle of cutting grass and roots, he She understands much more deeply than Si Xuan!

As early as when he first came to the Taiyin Sect, he completely sealed off this huge area covering thousands of miles.

The two came to an attic in the depths of the Taiyin God Sect. According to the old man Dongfang, this is the place with the most abundant divine power within a thousand miles.

The old human demon directly shattered the saint-level formation covering this place with mana, and there are indeed many "good things" in it!
"laugh!"

When Si Xuan walked into it, the first thing he did was to cut his finger, sacrifice a drop of crimson blood containing the law of the emperor, and it turned into a small blood-colored seal in mid-air!

"Call the spirit!"

He melted mana into the blood-colored little seal, and gently recited a kind of scripture that was almost lost in ancient times!
Inherited by blood, the effect of this scripture is very simple, it is to use the power of blood to resonate with people of the same blood within a certain range.

Si Xuan is now using this scripture to mobilize the Emperor's blood, and use the blood connection method to find holy soldiers related to the Si clan!
"Buzz!"

The sound of Si Xuan's chanting turned into the sound of the Great Dao, spreading throughout the entire space, causing several weapons in the pavilion to glow, attracted by the blood of the Emperor, they all showed signs of recovery.

A small tripod, a jade bottle, and a holy robe, a total of three holy soldiers responded to Si Xuan's call, and were attracted by the bloody little seal in the air, and floated in front of Si Xuan by themselves.

But he didn't stop chanting because of this, instead he frowned, and the bloody little seal shook even more violently!

Half a moment later, a bone knife, a bone umbrella, a bone whip and a piece of bamboo forest floated over from a distance.

These weapons are all pitch black, the bone knife is made of a person's arm bone, the bone umbrella is made of a leg bone as the handle, the rib is the umbrella bone, and the bone whip is a pitch-black spine!
The body of a saint can kill a king with just a drop of blood. Therefore, every inch of a saint's body is an excellent material for refining weapons.

"What a Duanmu clan!"

Si Xuan looked at the four kingly weapons standing in front of her tremblingly, and couldn't say a word for a while.

It was hard for him to imagine how much enmity the Duanmu clan had with the last sage of the Si clan, it was worth turning all the bones of each other into weapons!
　I'm really not the explosive type, because I didn't save the manuscript. I coded four chapters after work yesterday. I will try to code as much as possible today, and I will post it tomorrow.

　　
　
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