Perfect World: Rebirth of a Grass, Accompanied by a Willow God

At first, people didn't feel anything, but soon became terrified.

Because the faces of the two patriarchs were all pale, and they tried their best to retreat, and one of them spurted blood profusely, burning his energy and energy, increasing his speed to escape.

"boom!"

A string of purple spheres erupted, which was the most powerful thunderstorm, and the flesh and blood split by the silver predator flew across on the spot, and the scale treasure was discarded.

In the distance, the two fleeing ancestors also received a huge impact, they all screamed, their skins were torn apart, and they appeared scorched black, and they narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

The silver crocodile was furious. It was the leader of a party, with superb methods, and one of the strongest in their group. It has suffered such a big loss here.

This battle shocked everyone, and many creatures were all terrified. Although Butian Pavilion is no longer as brilliant as it used to be, there is no shortage of masters.

This result made everyone feel hairy.

In an instant, the place was empty, and the strong earthquakes of all races fled to avoid Leizu Muyan, who was covered in blood and looked like a demon god.

Suddenly, a large amount of light and rain fell from the nine heavens, one after another, incomparably brilliant and truly beautiful.

"Here we come, the real big opportunity has arrived!"

Seeing this scene, many people cheered and were overjoyed, looked up at the sky, and opened their arms to welcome the rain of light.

"Shen Teng is about to perish. This is its divine flower. It is drawn from the earth and is destined to feed back to the earth and be taken back by the vast wilderness. This is a great opportunity."

Seeing this scene, people screamed and their eyes were red.

It is not easy to practice plant sacrifices.

In order to rise, many of them have made great oaths at the initial stage.

Where did you come from, where do you go back.

The earth nourished them, and if they die in the end, they will return as divine rain.

Obviously, the old vine couldn't hold on anymore, its body decayed, leaves fell from the sky, it was extremely withered and yellow, there was no greenness, and it was lifeless.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"

Everyone in the Butian Pavilion cried, and the old vine, who had guarded them for endless years, was about to die in this battle, which made people feel great sadness.

A sigh came from the spirit of sacrifice and said, "Goodbye, I can't protect you anymore."

Its life is about to come to an end, to return to the earth and become soil.

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"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"

Hearing the old Jiling's voice, the Butian Pavilion disciples couldn't help shouting.

Even the elders who are fighting against the enemy at this moment can't help crying, and their hearts are filled with grief.

Lord Ji Ling, are you finally leaving?

In ancient times, because of a promise, the old Jiling guarded the Butian Pavilion from ancient times to the present, and I don't know how many years it has gone through.

During this period, he never took a step away from the Butian Pavilion, and beheaded countless enemies who offended the Butian Pavilion.

During this period, he once fought bloody battles against the ancient gods and saints.

In that chaotic era, he really paid too much for Butian Pavilion, and also hurt the foundation in countless battles.

From ancient times to the present, after such a long time, the old Jiling has been guarding the Butian Pavilion, allowing the Butian Pavilion to escape countless catastrophes, and never abandoning the Butian Pavilion.

In order to protect the Butian Pavilion, the old Jiling was hit hard.

Otherwise, he can continue to live.

Seeing the old Jiling going to perish, there was a cry of mourning from all over the Butian Pavilion at this moment.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't accept such a result at all.

Master Ji Ling has paid so much for Butian Pavilion, and now they can only watch him go to perish, and there is nothing they can do.

This made everyone in Butian Pavilion present extremely uncomfortable.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"

Xiao BuDian casually killed an enemy, and looked towards the void, with a sad look on his small face.

The teachings that the old Ji Ling taught him during this time flashed through his mind, and he felt very sad.

"Finally left..."

Lin Yang was also among the crowd, using the power of the god elephant to suppress the prison, and blasted and killed a group of enemies with his hands and feet. He looked at the vision in the void with complicated eyes.

With the death of Jiling, Butian Pavilion is completely lost.

"I can only kill a few more to comfort your spirit in the sky."

A cold light flashed in Lin Yang's eyes, and then he punched out suddenly, and a group of enemies died in his hands in an instant.

Although he has no feelings for Butian Pavilion, he won't be as sad as Xiao Budian.

But this place is still considered his sect, and seeing this group of people slaughtering here now, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"Great Devouring Technique!"

Wisps of black mist swept out from Lin Yang's body, covering the corpses on the ground.

In an instant, a large amount of energy essence poured into Lin Yang's body.

Lin Yang feeds his war with war, and the more he fights, the more fierce he becomes, like a killing machine, frantically harvesting the lives of the enemies present.

"Straight!"

Seeing Lin Yang beheading and killing countless family disciples, a powerful man with a powerful force suddenly turned red-eyed and charged towards Lin Yang with a murderous aura.

Bright runes emerged from his body, he cast a powerful rune, and a huge black tiger rushed towards Lin Yang.

Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in Lin Yang's eyes, and he said coldly, "You are looking for death!"

The next moment, a bloody spear condensed out of Lin Yang's body.

The spear passed across the sky, tearing apart the space, piercing through this huge black tiger condensed from runes in an instant, blasting it into runes that filled the sky.

After piercing through the black tiger, the bloody spear continued to charge towards the old man without losing momentum.

"what!"

"What method are you doing!"

The old man couldn't dodge in time, he looked at the bloody spear that pierced him in horror, and the terrifying breath of hell swept over his body, instantly corroding his body.

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"Hahaha, everyone, the Butian Pavilion's sacrifice spirit is dead, and now the Butian Pavilion has no power to resist. Let's kill to your heart's content. Let us work together to destroy this supreme pure land left over from ancient times."

At this moment, a strong man of the Tuoba tribe beheaded a group of strong men of the Butian Pavilion, watching the vision of the sacrifice spirit falling in the void, standing in the void and laughing non-stop.

He was covered in scarlet blood and looked extremely terrifying.

These bloods are not his, but come from the big Butian Pavilion powerhouses.

It can be seen that he has already beheaded many people from Butian Pavilion.

"Beheaded and killed, lest there will be serious trouble in the future!" Someone responded from Xiling Beast Mountain.

Even in this case, the people in the Butian Pavilion were blocked and killed, and the Tuoba family, Xiling Beast Mountain, etc. were unwilling to let them go, for fear of serious trouble in the future.

The eyes of everyone in Butian Pavilion were red. These people bathed in the light and rain of sacrificial spirits, accepted the baptism, and even started killing here. They are despicable and arrogant, and they are too deceiving!

"A group of beasts, bullying me. Is there no one in Butian Pavilion? The Fire Rhino Tribe is here to help!"

A loud roar came from a distance, and a strong man led a large group of people to appear, running at a high speed, all of them had runes flashing, they were all masters.

"You bullied me too much, and you will definitely pay back with blood. The Marquis of Lingwei has arrived, and protect my pure land!"

Another loud roar came, shaking the sky, obviously this is an extremely terrifying figure, leading a large number of people to rush there.

People were surprised that this was a prince who had practiced in the Butian Pavilion a hundred years ago and came here to support him.

"The Qishan clan leader is here, protect my pure land!" Someone shouted.

"The Chiyang tribe is here to help!"

"Ling Tianhou has arrived, violated my pure land, and killed without mercy!"

"The King of War of the Stone Kingdom is here, and he will fight against those who violate the Pure Land!"

……

In all directions, whistling sounded one after another, and strong men appeared one after another.

Like the Marquis of Ling Tian who shook the Great Desolation, he is a master with great reputation, like the King of War, he has a great reputation in battle, and there are few opponents outside the emperor.

These are all strong people who have gone out of Butian Pavilion. They have practiced here before. Over the years, they have already become famous, or they are considered the masters of the clan, or they have been crowned kings and princes.

Now, many people have come back and learned that there is a problem in the family, regardless of the danger, they have crossed the wilderness and rushed to support.

Some of them are famous all over the world, some of them are mediocre, but their appearance on this day is enough to show their hearts, and many people in Butian Pavilion burst into tears.

"Kill, cut all these beasts!"

"The person who commits the crime of the Heaven Patching Pavilion will be killed without mercy!"

Up and down the Pure Land, people's blood is surging, their eyes are full of tears, and they all raise their weapons, ready to fight to the death.

All the major races who came to commit the crime were all taken aback and felt a chill. The Butian Pavilion has been inherited for a long time. There are many disciples and many disciples, and many of them have shaken one side.

Wind and cloud gathered in Butian Pavilion, summoning masters.

"Did you bully me that there is no one in the Butian Pavilion, we are back, we will fight to the death and kill all the enemies and bandits!"

The people who came back roared, and they all urged their Noble Phantasms to kill them forward. There were figures in all directions, and they all led a group of masters to support the Pure Land.

Lord Butian, the morale was low at first, but now seeing the return of the former disciple, all of them are full of blood, fiercely rush to kill, and fight against various opponents.

The war started, and the gods rained in the sky, like a piece of crystal petals flying, very beautiful, but the earth was so bloody.

"Ling Tianhou is here, who would dare to attack my master?!"

A very majestic figure, wearing silver armor, crossed the sky, destroying the dead along the way, as soon as the rune came out, the opponents in front exploded and turned into blood mist.

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"Ling Tianhou, you are also the overlord of one party. If you are not in your old lair, take it with you. If you come here to join in the fun, be careful that you will never return."

An ancient remnant looked at Ling Tianhou with a threatening tone.

This is a huge black shadow with an extremely huge body, a full dozen meters long, and it is covered with a monstrous black light.

It is a strong man of the Qin tribe. It showed great power just now and slaughtered a large number of Butian Pavilion disciples. It is extremely powerful. At this moment, it is leading the descendants of the tribe to bathe again in the rain of gods that descended from the fall of the sacrifice spirit.

"I'm doing what I'm supposed to do, when will it be a bird's turn to tell me what to do, court death!"

Hearing what the black eagle said, Ling Tianhou shouted loudly, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, which instantly turned into a giant palm covering the sky, and grabbed towards the black eagle.

With huge palms that towered into the sky, Ling Tianhou was directly pinched into a bloody dance amidst Black Eagle's scream.

The power of an arrow, so strong, directly shot and killed an ancient relic, Ling Tianhou's fear and strength made people tremble, only for a moment.This area is empty, and no one dares to block it.

"The Patriarch of Qishan is here. Anyone who invades my Pure Land will be killed without mercy!" An old man came across the sky like an angry lion, holding a seal in his palm.It swayed against the wind, zoomed in quickly, and flew out, bigger than the mountain peak.

It pressed down quickly, violently and violently, the ground collapsed inch by inch, and the group of creatures below were all terrified.I couldn't resist it at all, and was crushed into meat sauce by the big seal.

"Kill!"

Shouting to kill Zhentian, I don't know how many people from the Butian Pavilion came from all directions. They were covered in blood, and they came from a bloody battle all the way from afar.

The mountains and rivers are full of enemy traces, wars are everywhere, and people are all red-eyed.

It doesn't matter whether it is a famous strong person or an ordinary master.Anyone who comes from the Pure Land has a fearless temperament, otherwise they would not come to support.

This pure land is boiling, ten directions are fighting, and there are killings everywhere.

Everyone in Butian Pavilion was extremely excited, with tears rolling in their eyes, former disciples.Whether it was a hundred years ago or in recent decades, so many people came back, making everyone feel like crying.

Even Lei Zumuyan, Liu Lao and others had tears in their eyes.The fighting spirit became stronger, and he charged in all directions, specifically killing those ancestor-level monsters.

"After the Tianmeng Pavilion is over, the sacrificial spirit is about to die. What else can they have? With so many powerful forces, this place is destined to become scorched earth. Let's go together and destroy this place as soon as possible."

An old monster opened his mouth, a real ancestor-level figure, rare opponent, and had a big hatred with the Butian Pavilion, and such people rarely appeared on weekdays.