Chapter 715: The Road Ahead

The flames of war raged, and Selangor's years of peace were broken by endless killings.

Although the Tianhe Sect has been entrenched in Xuezhou for many years and has a strong and deep root, how can it be against the power of the entire Longteng cultivation world?

As soon as the monks of the two sides confronted each other, the Tianhe Sect was defeated, one after another defense lines were breached, and the monks perished one by one.

But at this time, even if these monks of Tianhe Cult wanted to escape, they had no way out.

The main rudder of the entire Tianhe Sect has been surrounded by monks from the Dragon Realm.

Wei Zhongze looked panic-stricken, deeply regretted joining the Tianhe Sect, and even more regretted listening to the nonsense of the above, and now he has nowhere to go but waits for death.

"My Healing Game"

He was born in the Huangfeng Sect in Zhangzhou, and he was the most proud disciple of the sect master. He was expected to take over the mantle of the sect master and pass on the Huangfeng Sect.

But when the sect master, who was like a teacher and a father, found out that he was having an affair with one of his concubines, everything changed.

He was chased and killed by a group of monks from the Huangfeng Sect, and when he had nowhere to go, he joined the Tianhe Sect.

For the past two years, he has been thinking that if he confessed his mistake to Master honestly when he was found out for adultery that day, with Master's temperament, at most he would only teach himself a lesson, and he may not really do anything to him.

However, at that time, he was terrified, and instinctively stabbed his master...

I heard that after I escaped, the master who had raised me for many years fell seriously ill, and my spirit was not as good as before.

There were sounds of fighting and killing all around his ears, and all kinds of spiritual power fluctuations were intertwined and chaotic. Wei Zhongze didn't know why he had so many wild thoughts in his mind at this juncture.

A figure suddenly descended from the sky. The naked upper body of that figure was covered with bronze-colored skin and well-defined muscles. It was full of energy and blood, and its head was bald. It sternly shouted at Wei Zhongze: "Hey, where can the evildoer escape!"

The monk of King Kong Temple! The corners of Wei Zhongze's eyes twitched, and he felt a great crisis enveloping him. Driven by instinct, he stabbed at the monk with a sword.

"What a monster!" the great monk yelled angrily, with blood surging all over his body, he punched Wei Zhongze hard.

After a while, the battle was over, Wei Zhongze lay on the ground with wide-eyed eyes, his life was dying, and there was only one thought churning in his mind.

The monks in the King Kong Temple really deserve their reputation, each one is as tough as a monster...

In a daze, he felt that the blood flowing out of his body had seeped into the ground, linking up with an inexplicable existence.

There are many people who feel the same way as Wei Zhongze, and all of these people are dying.

The Tianhe sect suffered heavy losses, and the monk coalition also suffered losses.

A trapped beast fights fiercely, not to mention these successful monks? Facing the menacing coalition of monks who came to encircle and suppress them, the monks of the Tianhe Cult wanted to survive and had no choice but to fight desperately.

But everyone knows that the Tianhe Sect is about to be destroyed, and after today, there will be no more Tianhe Sect in this world.

"Master, I can't hold it anymore." Xing Mo ran to Tiansheng with blood all over his body, weeping and complaining, "Please ask Master to save our lives!"

Even at this moment, Tiansheng's expression remains as calm as ever, which also gave Xing Mo some inexplicable confidence in him. If Tiansheng is also in a panic like him at this time, then things will really not turn around.

He didn't know what his leader was going to do, but since he put on such an expression that he was sure of winning, he thought there was a good way to deal with it.

He has followed Tiansheng for the longest time, and he also knows Tiansheng's character. Although the leader has been acting arrogant these days, he is actually an extremely cautious person. It can be seen from the fact that he has been ignoring him for so many years. After all the preparations were complete, he suddenly implemented his plan.

Cheng Henfeng also flew over, this sword repairer was missing an arm at the moment, his face was as pale as paper, obviously seriously injured.

Today, the Tianhe Sect, ten out of ten, most of them have died in battle, and they are still alive, and they will not survive today.

"It's time too!" Tiansheng said leisurely, and finally made a move.

He stepped forward and walked in the air, as if there were layers of steps invisible to the naked eye in the void, supporting his body and walking forward.

And the goal of his actions is the Baizhang altar that has been standing not far away.

As if to coincide with some general trend, every step of Tiansheng's fall was like a drum and hammer, making a dull sound.

All the voices between heaven and earth disappeared invisible, and the noisy battlefield also returned to calm at this moment. Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by Tiansheng, and they looked up.

Tiansheng's steps seemed to be unhurried, but in fact it was only two breaths before he landed on the altar. He lifted the hem of his clothes behind him, flicked it lightly, and sat in lotus position, his eyes swept across Sifang, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, said softly: "Everyone has come from a long way, thank you for your hard work."

Although the voice was soft, under the blessing of his spiritual power, it spread throughout the entire battlefield. In an instant, the place where the altar was located seemed to be the center of the world.

"I would like to thank you all for allowing my leader to collect enough blood to start this big formation. My leader will remember you, and Longteng Realm will also remember you. Without further ado, my leader will start now. This is what my leader wants to do. You waited so hard to find the way out!"

"Tiansheng old thief, die!" An angry shout came, and with this angry shout came a shocking sword light.

Not only that, but there is also a brilliant and majestic technique, like a dragon soaring.

There was also a bald monk, rushing forward with qi and blood surging, raising the magic pestle high in his hand, with spiritual energy, qi and blood boiling, he smashed his head towards the heavenly saint.

Kui Yuanshan, the deputy suzerain of Emperor Tianzong, Yuan Changcun, the current master of Haoran Academy, and Guangjing, the abbot of King Kong Temple, all made a move together.

Under the premise that Li Sa is sitting down, Fahua and Liu Tian are dead, and Huang Liang is not out, these three people are already the strongest existence in this area, and they are also the strongest monks in the coalition army.

The three of them attacked brazenly, and no one in the world could block their joint attack.

The eyes of countless monks were attracted by these three figures, and they seemed to have foreseen the scene where Tiansheng was scattered under the attack of these three people.

However, Tiansheng, who was sitting on the Baizhang altar, only smiled slightly.

This smile seemed extremely treacherous.

Facing the joint attack of these three strong men, he didn't even have the thought of dodging.

A layer of bloody light suddenly emerged from his body, the bloody light was so thick that it was not plausible, and it made Tiansheng look like he was wearing a layer of blood in an instant.

The world-shocking sword light struck above the blood light, and it was difficult to shake the blood light at all. The magic technique like a dragon soaring to hit the blood light was also calm.

Master Guangjing's demon-subduing pestle fell down.

The ultimate cultivation of Yunhe's ninth level, coupled with the explosive power of his tempered body, this blow directly distorted the void, let alone a person in front of him, even gold and iron could be smashed to pieces.

However, under this pestle, Tiansheng was still safe and sound, and not even the slightest sound came out of the mighty blow.

Only the thick blood light covering the surface of Tiansheng's body made a layer of tiny ripples.

"How can it be?"

Countless monks who saw this scene were stunned on the spot, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes, only wondering if there was some illusion.

In this world, can there be such a person?

Although it has long been heard that Tiansheng, the leader of the Tianhe sect, has a cultivation base and good fortune, but it is absolutely impossible to have such strength.

Quite a few people have seen the clues, especially the three who made the move...

Naturally, Tiansheng himself did not have the ability to forcibly resist the combined attack of the three. The problem appeared in the layer of blood on his body.

Especially Monk Guangjing, who rushed forward to fight Tiansheng, clearly noticed something abnormal at this moment.

The blood river formation covering a radius of a hundred miles is rushing and roaring, the eye of the formation is where the altar is located, and the power of the entire formation is gathered on Tiansheng.

No one noticed when he inspired this inexplicable formation.

The sound of the river rushing sounded, and accompanied by the tumbling blood river, was a palpitating breath.

"What kind of evil method is this?" Monk Guangjing stared angrily.

The Heavenly Sage smiled faintly: "How do you, a monk, know the mystery of the method bestowed by God?"

This is not a lie, Tiansheng has never cultivated formations all his life, and being able to arrange such a large formation is indeed a wonderful method enlightened from Tianhe.

But whether this is really a god-given method, only Tiansheng himself knows.

"Ghosts and monsters dare to pretend to be gods!" Monk Guangjing roared like a lion, and once again raised the magic pestle in his hand, and slammed it down.

"In front of my lord's divine power, don't use the axe." Tiansheng snorted softly, flicked his fingers, and a bloody light suddenly flew out, hitting the chest of Monk Guangjing in front of him.

It was obviously just an inconspicuous streak of blood, but the moment Guangjing was hit on his body, it seemed that Guangjing was hit by a mountain, and his burly figure flew out uncontrollably, and he spurted out a mouthful in mid-air. Blood mist, pale face, glaring eyes, full of disbelief.

"Master!" Yuan Changcun from Haoran Academy quickly flew over and caught Guangjing. The two figures rolled and retreated a few hundred feet before they stabilized themselves.

However, Guangjing's appearance at this moment was shocking, his chest was covered in blood and blood, it seemed to be extremely corrosive, and there was a piercing sound.

His fleshly body, which has been tempered and tempered, and the golden scorpion that he has cultivated for a lifetime, are actually vulnerable to this bloody light.

All is quiet...

When Tian Shengyi flicked Guangjing, all the eyes looking at him changed.

The surviving monks of the Tianhe Sect were excited, while the monks of the allied army of monks in the Dragon Realm looked terrified.

"He... really took that step?"

At this moment, this unbelievable idea popped up in the minds of countless people.

Also in the ninth level of Yunhe, no matter how powerful Tiansheng is, it is impossible to fly Master Guangjing away with a single finger.

But in fact, he really did.

If this can be done, there is only one explanation.

Tiansheng took the step that the Longteng practice world had dreamed of for countless years, broke the shackles of Yunhe, and promoted to a higher level.

At this moment, Tiansheng's whole body was covered with thick blood energy, even if someone wanted to see his background, he couldn't do it.

So no one knows at all whether he is still in the Cloud River Realm. (To be continued.)