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Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang.

Elder Sun.

There was ecstasy on the faces of these people, but most of them were still confused. This man in black robe used the Donghuang Bell, which was the secret skill of Donglin Sect. However, when did Donglin Sect have such a number one figure, why didn't they know? .

"Could it be that Elder Chu traded this skill away in exchange for a chance to protect the sect!" Elder Wang, who suppressed the forbidden area, said complicatedly. He felt that this was very possible. Although he felt sad and disappointed, he felt that it might not be unacceptable. , if the two sides are allowed to join forces, Donglin Sect will be in real crisis.

"Boom!"

Saint of Zhenwu Sect.

A saint from the Immortal Sect.

These two were really panicked.

The trauma he encountered earlier was the end of his strength, so the saint of the Zhenwu Sect was better off. He integrated with the Zhenwu method, and his every move carried the imperial aura of scorning the world. His strength also soared by several levels, but it was still limited. Facing this situation in front of him, He gritted his teeth and said, "Burn your life essence and blood to help me take action!"

Immortal Sect Saint Mu Hong's complexion changed. Burning his essence and blood was not a temporary thing and he would not be able to recover for a long time. His longevity was completely damaged. In his current state, he would not be able to live long even after being burned.

"What are you waiting for!"

"Wait a little longer!"

"You and I are both going to die!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect roared, his body was filled with golden light, and his arrogance was rising sharply. It was obvious that he had burned his blood and essence first. This also made Mu Honghuang change, knowing that he really couldn't hold on any longer.

"Buzz!"

Wisps of life essence and blood burned.

Withered white hair.

Re-suffuse black.

There is heartache in the eyes.

More of it is resentment.

"Still struggling?" Chu Xun's eyes flashed with coldness and ridicule. He still wanted to struggle fearlessly at this time. It was simply naive and ridiculous. Although his body was severely damaged, it was more than enough to activate the Donghuang Bell again. Yes, as soon as I thought of it, there was another big bell in the sky. With a long trembling, it suddenly suppressed.

"Boom!"

Double clock superimposed.

Fit together.

"Oh!"

There was a sound of bones shattering.

Saint of Shenxing Sect.

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

Both of them were trembling.

"Donghuang Bell can actually be superimposed!" Even the elders of Donglin Sect were shocked and surprised. They had never tried this unique skill and could use it like this.

Even if Chu Xun dares to do this, he has absolute confidence. The original body and the clone belong to one body, and the energy and other things are completely consistent. At the same time, using the Donghuang Bell to superimpose them together is more than enough.

This is very tragic for the two people inside.

One Donghuang Bell can make them miserable.

Now the two bells are in perfect harmony.

The power exploded.

"puff!"

Hemoptysis.

weak.

Mu Hong's black hair turned gray in an instant as he barely recovered from the burning of his life essence and blood. His eyes flashed with grief, anger, despair and powerlessness. He could feel that his life was coming to an end. The most terrifying thing was that the clock was still shrinking, and the pressure increased every inch it shrunk. The skyrocketed, and he had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

"I……!"

"dying!"

Mu Hong said hoarsely.

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect who was trying his best to ring the bell also trembled. He turned around and saw that he was now in a skinny and haggard state. He knew that he was really on the verge of death. There was a tremor in his eyes, even though he had expected the saint of the Immortal Sect. Falling is a good thing, but when it really comes to him, his heart still trembles, and the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad. What's more, he is also facing this situation.

"But I...I'm not willing to give in!" Mu Hong roared ferociously. He was a dignified saint. He came here with pride, but he has been severely beaten by the younger generation. He is now in a dying state. He is not willing to accept even death. His eyes are scarlet and he says: "Help me take revenge. !”

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Zhenwu Sect Saint's heart trembled.

Witnessing the latter burning the essence of life.

A supreme blow.

Second hit.

Three hits.

Four strikes.

"Crack!"

A crack broke.

Opened the Donghuang Bell.

Chu Zun, the saint of Zhenwu Sect, seized this opportunity and tried his best to spread the cracks and escape from the huge pressure. Looking back before leaving, he saw that the saint of Xiandao Sect was dying, his body was surrounded by flames, and he would become immortal at any time. , said hoarsely: "Help me... take revenge!"

"Boom!"

next interest.

The saint of the Immortal Sect was engulfed in flames.

Turned into fly ash.

Trembling with the sound of bells.

Thoroughly refined.

A generation of saints.

fall from the sky!

"Gulong!"

"Gulong!"

this moment.

Heaven and earth feel something.

The nearest saints also sensed this, and they all looked at each other with complicated expressions. The saint from the Goddess Sect trembled and said, "The saint has died."

Saint of Zhenwu Sect.

A saint from the Immortal Sect.

Both.

Someone must have died.

The calm mind of the Shenxing Sect saint also appeared in a trance, and his face was filled with short-term astonishment. What was more complicated was that a saint had already died. It was too late to say anything next, and it was pointless whether to take action or not.

"Boom!"

A stream of blood-stained light escaped from under the Donghuang Bell. Qin Yu, the leader of the Immortal Dao Sect, looked at the figure whose blood was boiling but showing weakness and fatigue. His body trembled suddenly as if struck by thunder. If he hadn't been holding the magic gun, He had fallen down, his face was pale, and fear emanated from the depths of his pupils, and he said: "Where is my saint!"

A saint just said that the saint has died.

Since the person who died was not a saint from the Zhenwu Sect.

Who would that be?

He didn't want to admit it.

Staring intently.

My heart was bleeding and trembling.

"Whoosh!"

The Saint of the Zhenwu Sect looked back. He had witnessed the death of the Saint of the Immortal Dao Sect, burning his life and being refined alive. Even though he had this idea earlier, the real reflection of the situation was still Trembling, because their powerful enemy had not yet been killed, and his own The fellow Taoist was the first to die in battle.

"Well!"

"One of them escaped!"

The man in black robe whispered softly, as if with surprise, he turned his palm down, and a big hand pain bloomed from the palm, covering the universe, and slowly suppressed it.

"Help me~!" The eyes of the saint of the Zhenwu Sect were filled with desire and desire to survive. The Xiandao Sect risked his life and burned the embers to get a glimmer of life for him, as well as his last words, which were directly forgotten by him. What revenge was all Nonsense, let’s figure out how to survive with the cooperation of these two.

Saint of Shenxing Sect.

Saint of the Goddess Sect.

These two are also moved.

Witnessing the tragic situation of the saint of Zhenwu Sect, I felt sad in my heart. It was really sad that this existence, who was vaguely the number one saint in the Eastern Region, was forced into such a situation.

Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang.

Elder Sun.

These people also had feelings, but most of them were overjoyed. The death of Mu Hong, the saint of the Immortal Sect, was the greatest joy for them. The haze covering their heads was also dispelled, and they exclaimed with excitement and joy: " Who is this man in black robe? How could he be so powerful? Joining forces with Elder Chu, he can kill powerful enemies into nothingness with just a few clicks!"

Xiao Rongyu shook her head slightly. With her eyesight, she could naturally see that it was Elder Chu who had severely injured the two of them before. He was already at the end of his strength. With this cooperation, he succeeded in defeating his opponent. But it didn't matter anymore. When the matter reached this scene, what happened next? It's just the finishing work. A Zhenwu Sect saint can't rebel against heaven.

The saint of the Shenxing Sect hesitated for a moment and said, "I hope you will be merciful. Our Eastern Territory is in a critical moment, and there is the Green Ox Demon Lord eyeing us. I hope you will be cautious!"

"roll!"

Chu Xun uttered one word coldly.

Immortal sect.

Zhen Wuzong.

When both sides come to fight.

I don’t see you being the peacemaker.

Are you expecting to give you face by standing up now?

The saint of the Shenxing Sect had a gloomy expression on his face, and he tightened his palms under his wide sleeves. After loosening his grip, he still did not make a move, and watched helplessly as Chu Xunzhen killed the saint of the Zhenwu Sect.