Wu Tian, ​​Ximen, Jue Palace Master, the evil old demon, Yuan Tiangang, Peacock Zi, the blood sword ancestor, Ziwei, Dongfang Bubai, Meigao Grottoes, Hua Zuntian, Zuo Chunqiu, Yang, Kong Demon King, Ice God!

"Everyone, I know you still have to hold back in the last battle. This time, please let me try it out. I will not show mercy in my Zhuxian Sword Formation!" The voice of the leader of Tongtian came.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and a huge impact shot directly from the Zhuxian Sword Formation to all directions.

The endless sword energy followed this impact and stabbed countless cultivators.

"Ah!" A large number of cultivators were suffering from undesired disasters and screamed in pain.

Then, another large-scale migration was quickly fleeing to the periphery.

This battle is terrifying.

"The Way of Heaven!" A loud shout suddenly came from the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Then, the world suddenly became dark as visible to the naked eye.

"Boom!"

Inside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, there were shocks everywhere. Tongtian fought against the fifteen saints alone.

Yan Chuan and his party looked at the distance solemnly.

"Holy King!" Guiguzi suddenly shouted and pointed in a direction.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan looked along Guiguzi's pointing.

But I saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the top of a mountain in the distance. He was extremely peaceful, and countless sword energy shot from all directions automatically dispersed.

The old man looked at the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at the dark clouds in the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

"Old Ancestor Hongjun? Holy King, Hongjun is coming here, which is extraordinary!" Guiguzi said in a deep voice.

"Maybe!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Hongjun sat cross-legged.

Countless cultivators from all directions did not care. After all, there were too few people who knew Hongjun.

Among countless sword energy, everyone was waiting patiently for the result.

The battle between Tongtian and the fifteen Saints was indeed extremely tragic. These fifteen Saints were not ordinary, and some of them were even more hidden. They had always endured their strength.

The battle reached the fifth day.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang from heaven and earth, and then countless blood rains fell from the sky.

On the earth, blood mist rose, and everyone understood that there was a saint who died first.

"Boom!"

The earth churned.

At this moment of the battle, the saints were increasingly afraid to take it lightly and each fought harder. The leader of Tongtian Sect became more and more fierce as he fought. Under the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the entire Tongtian territory was shaking.

"boom!"

A huge trench suddenly appeared on the ground, and the trench appeared, and countless earth fires gushed out. Rolling magma soared into the sky.

Under the huge force, the entire Tongtian territory could not stand it anymore.

"Bang!" "Bang!"......

More and more places are cracking to the center of the earth, and more and more magma is gushing, and the dark environment is shining brightly by endless earth fire.

Those who watch back and forth.

Magma flowed into the surrounding sea. The sea, which had already been tsunami, suddenly merged with water and fire, and countless fog, making it in chaos.

More and more cultivators escaped from the territory of Tongtian, with their eyes showing horror.
Chapter completed!