If the people from the Immortal Temple retreat now, they will make a comeback soon.

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed, he thought quickly, and then slowly took more than ten steps.

"If we can't kill him, he will kill us! I don't want to die, I'm afraid of death, I'm really afraid, I don't want to die under his sword, so we can only kill him! Brothers, hurry up and kill this old guy as soon as possible!" He was about to order to withdraw, and suddenly a crazy voice suddenly rang out.

The sound was made by Fan Zeng, the contemporary hall master of the East Temple of the Immortal Temple. He led dozens of powerful demigod realm masters from the East Temple to rush over from the distance.

The East Temple is the most strange and evil among the various temples of the Immortal Temple. Their skills exterminate everything and there are many cruel secret techniques.

Yue Sheng snorted coldly, immediately flew away from Fan Zeng and the others at a high speed, and then slashed at Fan Zeng's neck with a sword.

Fan Zeng looked at Yue Sheng with a dull and weird smile, and at the same time, his left hand shook, and a sperm rod appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This bone staff is only more than three feet long, with countless tiny golden holes distributed on the surface, and it seems that it is not a solid, but a translucent phantom.

Seeing this, Yue Sheng's pupils suddenly condensed, and the giant sword slashed harder and he was shocked to find that the bone staff was clearly a projection of a magical artifact.

Fan Zeng, the madman, actually brought a projection of a magic weapon. And looking at the breath of this bone staff, some of the original power of the magic weapon was extracted, making the power of this projection absolutely above ordinary semi-divine artifacts.

Suddenly he let out a strange scream, and then a mouthful of blood spurted on the bone staff.

Rumble!

The bone staff suddenly disintegrated, and countless black lights flew out from the cracked bone staff, and they immediately turned into skulls flying all over the sky.

Each skull made a series of sharp ghost roars. In an instant, Yue Sheng's body suddenly shook, his mind was disorganized, and the giant sword also slashed in the air.

The sword light split the void and immediately cleaves a ravine that was thousands of feet long and hundreds of feet deep.

In an instant, hundreds of skulls bombarded Yue Sheng's body, which shocked him all over. Suddenly, a mouthful of black blood was spewed out, and then staggered backwards and quickly retreated into the void in front of the pavilion.

"This is the god-slaying wand in the Immortal Temple. It is indeed well-known and worthy of being a magic weapon. It almost hurt me seriously!" Yue Sheng looked at Fan Zeng and shouted sternly.

"I couldn't kill you? Then you might kill me!" Fan Zeng stared at Yue Sheng and shouted wildly.

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zeng suddenly flew towards a large group of holy disciples in the Immortal Temple on the ground.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In an instant, hundreds of Holy Realm disciples turned into blood mist, and were then swallowed by Fan Zeng in one mouthful.

"You will not die in vain. After you die, your souls will ascend to the divine realm. In order to kill that old guy, I can only kill you!" Fan Zeng laughed wildly while devouring the blood mist.

After devouring the large blood mist, Fan Zeng's strength suddenly increased a little, and then he rushed towards a large group of Saint Realm powerhouses again, quickly killing them all, and then devouring the blood mist crazily.

The disciples of the Immortal Temple on the ground never dreamed that Fan Zeng would attack them, and even used the projection of the magical artifact to attack them. Even some powerful demigod realm masters from other forces in the distance were killed by the god-slaying wand, and then turned into blood mist.

"That madman is completely crazy. Be careful. If he dares to attack us, he will join forces to kill him!" Chen Xuan said nervously as he looked at Fan Zeng, who was slaughtering his fellow disciples.

Because Fan Zeng was crazy about killing his fellow disciples, Chen Xuan and others focused all their attention on Fan Zeng for a moment.

Yue Sheng's face suddenly changed, and then he waved his giant sword and rushed to a group of demigod realm powerhouses in the immortal temple.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In a blink of an eye, six powerful people from the Immortal Temple Demigod Realm were killed by Yue Sheng. His attack speed was too fast, and they were killed before they even saw Yue Sheng's figure.

When Chen Xuan noticed it, he found that the six elders under his command had been killed.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan almost went crazy. These six powerful people in the demigod realm are the core powers of the Lingxuan Palace of his Immortal Temple!

Soon Chen Xuan roared in anger and suddenly slashed his eyebrows with a crazy palm.

Click!

A hole as thick as a thumb broke open between Chen Xuan's eyebrows, and a hazy divine light surged out from there.

"What are you doing? Are you using the magic induced art? If you can't do this, you will attract a very powerful existence, and he may even kill me! How can you get someone who may kill me?" Fan Zeng, who was frantically devouring the blood mist, suddenly raised his head in horror and shouted in horror.

Swish!

Then he immediately flew towards Chen Xuan frantically.

puff!

At this time, Fan Zeng's face was full of ferocious smiles, and the divine light gushing out from the holes between his eyebrows became more and more powerful.

......

At this moment, Yue Hao was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, and Wright and others were all protecting the Dharma around him.

The soul of the Lord Jingluo Palace has been swallowed by Yue Hao, and is now being suppressed in his spiritual sea, and is being attacked by crazy by him and Qishu.

Countless green branches slashed and slashed like blades in Yue Hao's spiritual sea. Each strike brought out a dazzling green light, slashing heavily on the soul of the Lord of Jingluo Palace.

Accompanied by a burst of painful roars, the soul of the Lord of Jingluo Palace gradually condensed into a huge statue of gods thousands of feet high, and his whole body kept spewing out a series of thunder to resist the invasion of the strange tree.

Soon Yue Hao's soul transformed into a giant that was thousands of feet tall, and then blew his fists to bombard the soul of the Lord of Jingluo Palace. The souls of both sides collided with each other, and the huge soul waves caused waves in the sea of ​​spirit.

"Yue Hao, you traitor!" The Lord of Jingluo roared wildly, while resisting the joint attack of Yue Hao and Qishu.

Gradually, the soul of the Jingluo Palace Master became weaker and weaker. Finally, with a helpless sadness, his soul was completely shattered. Yue Hao merged part of his soul power with the strange tree, and greedily devoured all the memories of the Jingluo Palace Master.

In an instant, all the memories of the Lord of Jingluo Palace became part of Yue Hao's memory, and even the complete magical techniques of the Divine Seed Hall became part of his memory.

The art of the divine seed has been passed down from generation to generation in the Divine Seed Hall, and only the hall masters of all generations can obtain the inheritance of the complete version of the art of the divine seed.

The divine seed art practiced by other people in the Immortal Temple has some loopholes. If they practice this technique, they will be secretly controlled by the Lord of the Divine Seed Hall.

The complete magical art is indeed more magical and powerful.
Chapter completed!