Chapter 3333: Ten Thousand Formation Dharma Realm

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This is already the body of the backlash, and if it takes the fatal blow of the two giants, what kind of injury is that?

No matter how monstrous the Lord of the Eighth Palace is, and how defiant it is, what can he do?

Everything, fell short.

Everything, suddenly no chance.

The hand holding the sword was already shaking.

That seriously injured body, it is already difficult to stand still.

From the outbreak of the battle of changing the sky to the appearance of Tianjun one after another, the Tianyuan realm almost came out of the nest. He has been fighting fiercely until now, and he has never fallen, and has always stood proudly.

But now, it is his limit.

In this world, I am afraid that no one can do it like him.

Not to mention, he is just the only young man among the countless old monsters in this desolate land.

at the same time.

In the distance, Jiuxiao Jianjun was blown away by a sword, and he was completely defeated by the sword of the Supreme Heavenly Monarch.

Today, the Supreme Heavenly Monarch is even unscathed.

On the other side, Lin Ye's Leng Yan sword had been thrown out of his hand, and his sword intent could no longer be condensed.

Wuhei Tianjun's eyes were cold, and there was obviously killing intent in his eyes.

Boom... In the eyes of Wuhei Tianjun, there was never a half-point of filth, and he slammed it out.

Chong…

The Leng Yanjian that came out of his hand quickly jumped back, leading Lin Ye to leap up.

boom…

Wuhei Tianjun's palm slammed heavily on Leng Yanjian.

The breath on Leng Yan's sword quickly weakened.

But Lin Ye also avoided this fatal blow.

After a few leaps, Leng Yanjian fell weakly in front of Xiao Yi, including Lin Ye.

"Sword Spirit.

"Lin Ye stood up strong, looking at the Leng Yanjian whose breath was rapidly weakening, his face changed greatly.

the other side.

"Senior brother." Chixiao Jianjun's expression also changed greatly, turning into a flaming sword energy, which came quickly.

Supreme Heavenly Monarch frowned, he did not kill, nor did he stop Chixiao Jianjun.

This, after all, is his great-grandson.

Jiuxiao Jianjun spit blood, and the blood had already dyed his clothes red, and he was no longer half-rebellious in the past.

"Don't worry about me." Jiuxiao Jianjun gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Protect Xiao Yi Hall Master."

Sword Master Chixiao gritted his teeth, picked up Sword Master Jiuxiao with one hand, and then dodged in front of Xiao Yi, holding his sword in one hand, protecting him in front of Xiao Yi.

"Palace Master Xiao Yi, rest assured, before Chi Xiao dies, no one can hurt you half a point." A resolute flashed across Jianjun Chi Xiao's face.

"Jiuxiao Jianjun." Xiao Yi frowned as he looked at Jiuxiao Jianjun's severely injured body.

"Sword Spirit." Xiao Yi glanced at Leng Yanjian, frowning even tighter.

At this moment, the aura of Leng Yanjian is no longer as distant and deep as before, instead it appears to be crumbling, like a candle in the wind.

Lin Ye, who had long been unable to care about his own serious injury, had a sad face, and only looked at the sword spirit quietly.

Xiao Yi clenched his fists and glanced around.

Around, the Eight Great Heavenly Monarchs were already blocked and surrounded.

Eight pairs of indifferent gazes cast their gazes together, and Qi Qi burst out with murderous intent.

In their eyes, Xiao Yi at this moment is like a dead person.

Gu Yuantianjun's injury is recovering rapidly.

Their Heavenly Sovereign's eyesight can also see Xiao Yi's current situation.

The master of the Eighth Hall, who has always been prestige to this day, is already close to the point where he is no longer able to fight.

This young man, after all, failed to "succeed".

Now, everything is a foregone conclusion.

The Sect Master of the Ancient Realm Sect and the Sect Master Qiongyu watched from afar, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time grinned.

"Xiao Yi, the evil thief, will you capture it before you can, please have a good time?"

Sect Master Qiongyu said coldly, "Jiuxiao Jianjun, Chixiao Jianjun, are you still stubborn?"

Sword Master Chixiao proudly held his sword, "Sword Sect disciple, set up the formation."

The disciples of the Sword Sect, the swords in their hands are clanging constantly, and the sword intent bursts out.

That, is a very arrogant top sword cultivator.

but…

The Supreme Heavenly Monarch turned his head slightly and glanced.

With just this sharp glance, one hundred thousand swords were repaired, and the sword in his hand lost its edge in an instant, and there was no more sword sound.

"It's useless." Supreme Heavenly Lord looked at Chixiao Sword Lord indifferently.

"Even if 100,000 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect die, they will not be able to shake one cent of this place."

"Child, take your senior brother back to the sect."

"It's not something you can do about your master, nor can you change it."

"Impossible." Sword Master Chixiao gritted his teeth.

"Go back." At this time, there was a weak voice beside him.

"Palace Master Xiao Yi?" Sword Master Chixiao frowned and looked at Xiao Yi.

The words naturally came from Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi reluctantly stood firm, clenched the sword in his hand, and glanced at the eight majestic figures around him.

He knew that in the eyes of these eight people, the ultimate killing intent was already bursting out.

They will kill without hesitation.

"Jiuxiao Jianjun." Xiao Yi still stared at the Eight Great Heavenly Monarchs, but said slowly.

"I will try my best to help with the matter of the supreme swordsman."

"Now, you go back first."

"Brother Lin, you are the same."

"I can't last long, but it's enough for you to leave safely." Xiao Yi squinted, "Remember, don't look back, don't stop for half a minute, don't turn back."

"I, have the confidence to escape."

Xiao Yi's voice fell.

The eight-gut turbulent situation has been pressed in an instant.

Although the Eight Great Heavenly Sovereigns are now in control of the victory and their killing intent is awe-inspiring, they still remember how fierce and terrifying the power of the Eighth Palace Lord was before.

They don't need to rush to kill.

Eight people, all the momentum of the eight forces pressed out, surrounded them together, and then killed this young man. This is the safest and most foolproof method.

With eight of them blocking all directions, this young man, this remnant of the devil, the scourge of the world, has no chance of escaping.

The eight-gut surging pressure came, and the pressure was so strong that Xiao Yi spat out another mouthful of blood, and Xiao Yi didn't even have the qualifications to move.

Approaching step by step, Xiao Yi's injury became worse and worse, and Xiao Yi vomited blood again and again.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, not even raising his hand to wipe the blood gushing out of his mouth.

Now, he can no longer kill Gu Yuantianjun.

However, he can still fight his dying injuries and explode once.

In any case, after all, he had to ensure that Jianjun Jiuxiao and the others and Lin Ye retreated safely, and then he was sure to escape.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the figures of the eight Heavenly Monarchs approaching step by step.

Faced with the siege of the Eight Great Heavenly Monarchs, his chance is only once, and only in an instant.

The eight-gut monstrous weather is pressing down step by step at the same time, and the closer it gets, the more terrifying the pressure becomes.

Just ten breaths.

The eight Heavenly Sovereigns were already ten steps away from Xiao Yi.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's eyes became cold.

It was also at this moment that the killing intent of the Eight Great Heavenly Monarchs erupted at the same time, and they came directly.

"The remnants of the Demon Sect, accept your life." At this moment, Gu Yuantian's anger broke out completely.

He, of course, is the one with the most murderous intent towards Xiao Yi here.

In the short period of siege, his injuries have almost fully recovered.

Although his combat power has not recovered yet, facing Xiao Yi, who is suppressed by the momentum of the Eight Great Heavenly Sovereigns and has no combat power, he is enough to kill him with one blow.

The previous fist bombardment caused severe pain in his head again and again.

The previous time and again he was subjected to severe torture, the sharp sword pierced his throat, and the devil's path engulfed him... all of which became his most violent outbreak of anger now.

The figure of Tianjun Gu Yuan was also the first one among the eight Tianjun to go to Xiao Yi.

He wants to kill this devil's remnant with his own hands.

"It's now." Xiao Yi snorted secretly.

But... it was also at this time.

In the air, an old and powerful fist came in an instant.

The fist, faster than Gu Yuantianjun's speed, slammed heavily on Gu Yuantianjun's face.

Gu Yuan Tianjun, who had just recovered from his injuries, exploded in the face, blood flowed, and then flew heavily.

The remaining seven Heavenly Monarchs frowned instantly, and their movements were frozen.

They were only two steps away from Xiao Yi.

But the intuition at that moment told them that if they were to take another half step closer to Xiao Yi, what awaited them would be the most violent and deadly attack.

Beside Xiao Yi, an old man stood calmly.

"Master Shura." Xiao Yi was shocked.

In the distance, seven monsoons are pressing down.

It is the seven chief palace masters.

Farther afield, a mighty momentum galloped.

That is the elite of the Eight Temples.

At the very front, a dragon feather ice falcon flew fast, and a beautiful woman sat on it.

Beside Xiao Yi, the head of the main hall of Shura's face was extremely cold, "The Eight Heavenly Monarchs of Yanlong, representing the strongest guardian force in this continent, came out in unison, just to kill the people of my eight halls, kill one of them. young people…"

"Too deceitful..." The main hall master of Shura clenched his fists.

distance.

A figure came swiftly, not caring about the suppression of momentum.

Before the person arrived, an angry roar already came, "Gu Yuan old thief, you are courting death."

It was a short figure, but with a shrewd face, there was always a deep concern for Xiao Yi on his face.

That is the Lord of the Heavenly Secret Palace.

"The Dharma Realm in the palm of your hand."

bang... hum...

At this moment, the world in a radius of millions of miles seemed to be filled with a monstrous formation force.

In the palm of the master of the main hall of heaven, there seems to be a side of heaven and earth.

Between the palms, it is like a vast world.

One by one, the large formations are almost filled with a range of millions of miles.

One...two...hundreds...no, more than...thousands...thousands!

......

Third more.

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