In the beginning, Brother Huangtiandi, I got full-level comprehension

Chapter 177 Bloody Battle!

Shi Yuan showed his power and took the Butian Pavilion to kill.

Under the power of Shi Yuan, those people did not dare to come again.

In addition to the suppression by the elders of the Butian Pavilion, those people were also a little timid.

Days passed, and there were fewer and fewer disciples in the sect, especially some geniuses such as Xiao Tian were finally sent away.

There are 3000 ordinary disciples in this class alone, which is too many. In the end, the sect decided to send them back to their respective tribes. Those who really don't want to leave can stay, and they will be transferred one after another.

Parting is destined to be sad, since parting, some people will never see each other again in their whole life.

Shi Yuan sent away batch after batch of brothers and sisters.

Two days later, a terrible news came that Bu Tiange Pavilion advocate spit out a mouthful of blood, and could not help but let out a sad roar.

Mu Yan was covered in lightning bolts, overturning a spiritual mountain, roaring up to the sky like an angry lion, incomparably crazy.

Even Lao Lao Liu, who was always sleepy on weekdays, was extremely furious, his eyes shot out a forceful light, and he coughed up blood in a big mouth.

The top of the Butian Pavilion trembled, and everyone was mad, unbearable, and their blood was tumbling.

A few days later, the Butian Pavilion has been surrounded.

Many people knew that the Heavenly Temple Pavilion was about to die, so they were ready to start.

"As long as one fire seed is left, it can become the fire that ignites the prairie in the future." A sigh came from the depths of the Pure Land, the habitation of the sacrificial spirit.

The divine vine is revived, and the whole body is full of green clouds. It speaks calmly, without joy, anger, sorrow or joy, but if you feel it with your heart, it seems to have a desolation, saying: "I have decided to keep the god seed, and let it protect the regenerated Butian Pavilion in the future. "

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit!" Everyone was mourning. At this moment, it was obviously irreversible. The life of Sacrifice Spirit came to an end, and the miracle of resurrection was impossible.

"Lord Jiling, please guide us on the way forward!" Many people cried out sadly.

"Kill it out, as long as one person survives, the Butian Pavilion will not be destroyed. Sooner or later, it will be reborn from the ashes!" Sailing Tao, it has experienced too much from ancient times to the present, and has paid a heavy price to protect the Pure Land. cost.

At this time, it rose from the ground, Bixia rushed to the sky, and the chains of order were intertwined, covering the sky, saying: "The battle has begun, my enemy is here!"

In the distance, the aura of terror is surging, the sky is shrouded by a divine ring, and there are supreme powers looking at the world, and the golden light avenue spreads from tens of thousands of miles away, as if descending from the heavens.

In addition, there are so many people in the Butian Pavilion, and I don't know how many people have come. There are all kinds of creatures, not only the human race, and it is necessary to divide this place up.

"Go, kill, as long as one of us survives, the Butian Pavilion will not be destroyed!" The leader of the sect master roared, tears welling up in the turbid old eyes.

"Kill!"

"Come with me and kill!"

Many disciples shouted, killing intent boiling.

"Boom"

Shi Yuan took the lead, carrying his sword and slaying forward, the sword light surged like a vast ocean and swept the four directions.

They slaughtered all the way, encountered some beasts and demon soldiers along the way, all of them were killed by Shi Yuan, and the blood stained the earth.

"puff"

He swung the green broken sword, the sword qi shocked the rainbow, and flew out a black bear king, knocking down a house, and then he rushed into the crowd, his fist marks fell like raindrops, and smashed the rows of buildings.

"Boom"

The sky shook, and wherever Shi Yuan passed, blood flowed into rivers, and bones were everywhere.

One corpse after another was smashed by him, and the ground was red with blood.

This is an extremely tragic scene, and the smell of blood is everywhere.

Shi Yuan's swordsmanship is absolutely domineering, and when a sword falls, a cultivator will surely die. He is like an unparalleled god of war.

"What should I do, the powerhouses of the Butian Pavilion have all left, can they still compete?"

"What should we do, how can we help?"

Many were anxious and wanted to fight, but found that nothing could be done.

It was a massacre, sweeping all the way.

With a "bang", an old man was smashed by Shi Yuan's palm, turned into blood mist, and the soul light was scattered.

"Help, who will save us, we are disciples of Butian Pavilion, please help, save us!"

"what……"

The screams came one after another, this was a shopping fight, and there were countless casualties here at the Butian Pavilion.

In the end, they were trapped in the Tianmen Pavilion, which was already in ruins. It was broken, and they were blocked here.

"kill!"

"Unwilling, how could we have such bad luck!"

"Kill it, we are not afraid of death, even if we die, we have to pull these chops on our backs!"

Shouting to kill Zhentian here, these people are not afraid of death, they are fighting here, even if they die, they have to pull a few enemies.

Shi Yuan knew the final outcome of Butian Pavilion.

But what can he do now?

He is too weak.

He is only in the spiritual realm now, if he is of the same level, he can still fight.

However, in the face of those powerful princes, even Shi Yuan, it is difficult to have the strength to fight.

It was not Shi Yuan and the others who really decided the victory of the battle.

Shi Yuan's talent is against the sky, but it can't compare to that absolute strength.

"Follow me, you must survive." An old man told all the disciples, and then shouted loudly, he had already made his way and killed him.

There are many people outside the Butian Pavilion, and besides the human race, there are all kinds of creatures, all of whom are waiting for an opportunity.

In addition, there is the big opportunity they are most looking forward to, and there have been few times in the long years.To this end, many people brought their children from the clan.

"The children of some princes are in that pure land, and they must have the advantage."

"Even the emperor is moved, and he wants to plan something for his children, it seems that it can't be fake!"

Outside the Butian Pavilion, countless creatures appeared and surrounded the place.

"boom!"

The battle broke out immediately, and the runes were intertwined. The Su Lao, who rushed out first, was soon covered in blood and suffered heavy losses because too many people came.

Behind him, a group of disciples all changed color, this didn't work, and they were blocked.

"Kill, break out from there!"

In the other direction, more than a dozen elders opened the way, all bathed in blood, mobilized the Noble Phantasm, flattened a mountain peak, made a bloody path, and led a group of disciples to break through.

They did not hesitate to burn the source, mobilized the Noble Phantasm, shuttled in the void, and tried their best, hoping to break out.

However, the situation was still very bad. Their speed was one step slower, and they were chased by some masters. Several people were cut off in an instant, and they died tragically in a pool of blood.

"puff"

Shi Yuan held the broken sword and directly pierced the chest of a spiritual transformation cultivator. The man let out a shrill scream, his body exploded, and his primordial spirit collapsed.

"Kill!"

"Swear to resist!"

Shi Yuan and the others had their eyes red, this was a brutal killing.

Many elders of the Butian Pavilion are desperately trying to defend the sect regardless of their lives.

"kill!"

"Kill it out!"

Some of the disciples shouted and followed the old master of the Butian Pavilion to rush out.

(End of this chapter)