The talisman of Shangtu is extremely rare. There are countless talismans outlining, and even the talisman master needs to search for treasures of heaven and earth to refine talisman paper.

It took hundreds, or even thousands of years, to refine a complete talisman.

Moreover, the probability of refining failure is extremely high.

Wuyue used the Shangtu divine talisman, and you can imagine how strong the killing of Fengyunba, Xuanyuan Qing and Shang Hong are today.

The suppression of Wuyue and Shangtu's divine talisman forced Mr. Mo to be unable to continue to activate the attacking divine formation. Wuxia took care of the big-headed doll and had to do her best to control the guard ship divine formation.

Both Wuyue and Big Head Doll are very clear. The Taoist Talisman cannot break the Xufeng Divine Ship's guard ship's magic array.

But he can restrain Mr. Mo and buy time for the formation and divine patterns outside the big-headed rag doll to break the formation tower.

"Split the dark shadow!"

The big-headed rag doll laughed endlessly and resounded throughout the world.

Above its head, there were shadows of darkness, all wearing black armor, some driving chariots, some holding battle flags, and some riding underworld beasts, exploding with an unparalleled battle power.

This dark shadow army attacked overwhelmed and rushed towards the formation tower.

"Bang bang!"

The ancient sky pattern was touched, and for a moment, lightning and thunder were roaring, and divine power surged, tearing the shadows that rushed over into pieces and turning into wisps of black smoke.

The big-headed rag doll stroked her finger in front of her body and said, "Heaven and Earth are separated!"

It just draws a line, but it forms a space barrier that is thousands of miles wide.

Obviously, it dared not easily touch the devastating power burst out from the sky pattern, and could only control the army of Mingying, and continue to open the way and eliminate the sky pattern.

At this time, the big-headed doll finally freed up its hands, ready to completely erase Feng Xuan's spiritual will and soul. When he looked down, he was shocked.

Feng Xuan's head and body disappeared!

"How is this possible?"

The big-headed doll was so shocked that someone could rescue a half-dead god from it silently. Even if its attention was not here just now, it would not be unaware of it.

"What a Qingpingzi, it's interesting, it's really interesting."

When the big-headed rag doll saw the Taoist priest who had escaped to the distance, he was extremely angry, but his mouth was filled with laughter.

I don't know whether I'm laughing or angry.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Feng Xi with one hand and Feng Xuan without a head with the other, and ran quickly, just wanting to get the farther away from the big-headed doll, the better.

The gap in cultivation is too big, and there is no desire to confront or sneak attack.

Feng Xuan held his head in his hand and said anxiously: "Fellow Daoist Qingpingzi, how can we escape? How can we escape still be on the Xufeng Divine Ship. Once the Realm Protection Divine Array is broken, everything you do now will lose its meaning. It is better to go back and fight with the Devouring Land, or there may be some turning point."

Zhang Ruochen said, "How to fight? In front of those spiritual power powerful people of that level, you can't even self-destruct the divine source. Since staying on the Xufeng Divine Ship is a dead end, let's rush out."

Feng Xining looked at the Frost City Demon standing in the dark void in the distance and said, "It's useless, rushing out will be dead. It's better to stay on the divine ship and live and die with everyone."

"That's right, even if you die, you must die with integrity." Feng Xuan said.

The guard ship divine formation prevents external forces from entering the divine ship, and will not stop the monks in the divine ship from rushing out.

The Dark Temple obviously wanted to kill all the people.

The Frost City Demon showed a giant body and stood in the void like a demon. Any monk who escaped would be killed by his sword energy and turned into a cloud of blood mist in the dark.

"Boom!"

In the distance, under the attack of the big-headed rag doll, Mr. Mo was unable to stop it. The seventy-second-story formation tower collapsed and turned into ruins.

"How could it be so fast?"

Zhang Ruochen, Feng Xi, and Feng Xuan were all in his heart, and he looked back together.

The formation center was destroyed, and the light of the guard ship's divine formation quickly dissipated, unable to resist the Shangtu divine talisman pressed down from above.

A breath of destruction enveloped the body of every monk in the divine ship.

"It's over! Everything is over!"

A great saint of the Wind Clan was crushed to the ground by the power of the divine talisman.

Lianxi is at the peak of the demigod. Under the suppression of the divine talisman, she can still stand, but there is no light in her pupils, leaving only boundless Xiao Suo.

Even the gods fell one by one. How could they be spared as a monk in the holy realm?

In the face of this level of destructive power, any struggle seems ridiculous and meaningless.

Xuanyuan Qing glanced at the sky, as if waiting for something, and said to himself: "Is it still too late? A catastrophe is really a catastrophe!"

Then, her beautiful voice became sad and cold, and she said loudly: "The gods of the Dark Temple, I, Xuanyuan Qing, swore today, and I will surely kill everyone present."

"You are going to die, how can you still be so arrogant? No, you are the daughter of Haotian, Lord Wuyue is reluctant to kill you. Hehe!"

The human skin lantern lifted the battle axe over his head and condensed the power of darkness.

Xuanyuan Qing's aura was weak, and the toxins from Huangquanhua had already penetrated into the divine source, solidifying the blood, and the white divine light on his body became dim. He stared at the human skin lantern, his eyes were ready to die, without any fear.

"No Moon!"

A deafening divine sound roared at the top of the divine ship, and the sound wave formed turned Zhao Wuyan and Qingkong Sword King out.

Zhao Wuyan's mount, the Red Bell Ghost Beast, screamed and turned into ghost fog, his soul scattered, and a thick layer of sand and dust were stirred up.

"puff!"

The King of Qingkong spitted blood in his mouth and flew out dozens of miles away, touching the seventeen formations, and his body was burned black by the divine fire.

Even the human skin lantern with strong cultivation also retreated, and seven sword marks appeared on the human skin.

The eyes of the three masters gathered on Fengyunba.

At this moment, Fengyunba was rising one foot, and his divine flames were burning, like a torch that penetrated the sky. He looked up at the skeleton-shaped magic talisman falling from above.

His aura was strong, his messy hair turned red, and there was no sign of poisoning. He said, "Wuyue, I will take you out of this world today."

A giant sword of flame appeared outside Feng Yunba's figure, and the light and shadow of a thousand-foot-foot-foot-foot-flaming sword rose into the sky and collided with the rapidly falling Shangtu divine talisman.

The giant sword of thousands of feet of flames seemed to have the power to kill the sky, and divided the Shangtu divine talisman into two.

The magic talisman fragments turned into countless fireballs and flew into the void.

"Pure Yang Body Burning Technique! Good! Good you are a Fengyun Bastard!"

Even with Wuyue's ability, facing Fengyunba who used the Pure Yang Body Burning Technique, he must avoid his sharp edge and immediately escape.

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From a distance, it seems that the body has exploded!

But soon, it reunited and continued to escape.

Zhang Ruochen was extremely surprised and said, "The Fourth Master is amazing, why didn't he use it earlier?"

Feng Xi's face was unprecedentedly painful, and tears fell like pearl curtains in his eyes, and he could not hold it back at all.

Feng Xuan, the god who has lived for many years, also made a sound dry and said, "Once you use the Pure Yang Body Burning Technique, in a quarter of an hour, your body, including the divine source and soul, will be burned out. I think the Fourth Brother should have just suppressed the toxins in the Huangquan flower in his body, and then he wanted to kill Wuyue and fight for a way out for us with the desire to die."

Zhang Ruochen's mood suddenly became heavy. Although he almost died under Fengyunba's sword before, he admired Fengyunba very much.

Because what he did was something that Zhang Ruochen could not do often.

It is a kind of upright person that Zhang Ruochen rarely sees, who twists good and evil into a very clear way.

Zhang Ruochen thought that he was not an absolutely upright person, and he had the blood of innocent people in his hands and had any means to do anything. But he hoped that there would be more people in this world like Fengyunba who could stick to the right path and unswervingly draw a clear line with Yinxie.

Zhang Ruochen believed that if Fengyunba wanted to escape alone, there was a chance of getting out.

He did not retreat or escape, but still waved his sword bravely. Even if he burned himself, he still wanted to fight for the monks on the divine ship.

"Father!"

Feng Yan roared loudly, and colorful light burst out from his body, sometimes it was the body, sometimes it was the mud body.

A cloud of disaster appeared in the endless dark void.

The rules of heaven and earth quickly gathered towards the Tribulation Cloud, making the coverage of Tribulation Cloud larger and larger, and the energy contained within it grew rapidly.

Feng Yan rushed out of the Xufeng Divine Ship and distanced himself from the monks on the Divine Ship.

"Is it meaningful to pass the divine tribulation at this time? Even if you succeed in passing the tribulation, you are just a lower god." Zhao Wuyan laughed long.

The divine light flashed on the human skin lantern, and two bright eyeballs under the long black hair became extremely hot. He said excitedly: "The legend is actually true, the legend is true... Haha, it is said that during his lifetime, the Emperor Wa used colorful clay to make a clay man and stored it in the Feng Clan's Five Colorful Stone Valley. After many years, the clay man gave birth to his own wisdom, possessed the combat power that could surpass the world, practiced to reach the realm of the Heavenly Venerable, and was named Chunyang."

"The Chunyang Tianzun returned to the colorful stone valley in his later years, and his body turned into a pile of colorful mud again. The Feng Clan used these colorful muds to make twelve clay figures, hoping that in many years, the clay figures would be born with spiritual wisdom."

"I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect to see the real clay man today. This is the colorful clay left by Emperor Wa, which is part of the Pure Yang Tianzun. It can be called the second life of Pure Yang Tianzun. It will definitely have infinite uses when you get it."

Feng Xuan stared at Feng Yan, who was standing under the disaster clouds in the distance, and said excitedly: "There is still a chance, we still have a chance. It turns out that the fourth brother has placed his hope on Yan'er. As long as Yan'er survives the divine tribulation, he will be able to awaken the weapon spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword."

"The weapon spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword has survived the period of Pure Yang Tianzun and has been in a state of false death and sleeping, avoiding the Yuanhui tribulation. If the weapon spirit awakens, it is impossible for the Frost City Demon to suppress it. One sword can burn the great god."

These strong men standing at the top of the Dark Temple obviously have some understanding of the Pure Yang Divine Sword.

The big-headed rag doll who was chasing Mr. Mo and sent a voice with his mental power: "Don't let him survive the divine chasm when killing that colorful clay man."

Zhao Wuyan soared from the divine ship, and behind him, hundreds of billions of evil ghosts turned into a vast ghost cloud, rushing towards the wind rock under the catastrophe cloud.
To be continued...