This wilderness is too dangerous

Chapter 297: The Holy Fall! The sky is stained with blood! The sword array of Zhu Xian is trapped in

"Thousands of sacred beings, plus a Taiyi late-stage powerhouse like Luohou, Hongjun, you owe a lot of karma!" Yang Mei murmured in a low voice, but there was no fear in his eyes.

From the moment he promised Hongjun, his will had long been unshakable. Even in the face of such a siege, he was calm and firm.

On the road to pursuing the great way, how can you not experience the wind and frost, and not experience a little wind and rain.

Moreover, this situation is far from a crisis.

After all, except for Luohou, thousands of Taiyi early-stage sacred beings combined are not as threatening as Luohou alone.

The gap in realm is like a natural moat, not to mention the difference of two small realms, which is a bottomless abyss that cannot be made up by numbers and spiritual treasures.

Yang Mei moved, and a willow tree appeared in the void. It spanned the sky, and willow branches fell from the starry sky. Each willow branch seemed to be a void universe, shining with endless brilliance.

It seemed to be in front of us, but we couldn't touch it, because it was not at all above the spatial level in front of us, but each of its branches could actually connect to the primitive world, mysterious and magical.

Yangmei swept his eyes across the thousands of sacred beings who came to kill him, and chuckled and said: "Void... infinite!"

Buzz~~~

Countless willow branches danced wildly, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the sound of breaking through the air resounded through the sky, and each branch hit the divine light.

As soon as they touched, all kinds of violent and sharp attacking magical powers instantly dissipated into nothingness, and the surging magic power seemed to turn into a breeze and dissipated silently.

"How is this... possible?!!"

"Who is this Taoist Yangmei?"

"Too powerful, each willow branch is a universe void, carrying thousands of avenues, and containing infinite power."

Some sacred beings exclaimed.

They could all clearly sense that when the willow branch collided with the magical power, it did not annihilate or disintegrate the magical power, but transferred it to the cosmic space contained in the willow branch with the extremely mysterious space law.

And each willow branch was blessed by the spiritual root willow tree, annihilating the magical power in the cosmic space.

Therefore, with just one strike, the attacking techniques of thousands of Taiyi sacred gods were annihilated into nothingness.

Even the extremely strong killing sword energy of the Styx was completely annihilated after cutting off a few willow branches.

But the willow tree, which was as vast as the starry sky, had more than billions of branches on it, so what were a few branches?

When the willow branch was dealing with thousands of sacred gods, Yang Mei's willow branch struck out horizontally, hitting the four swords of Zhu Xian fiercely, making a sound like the sound of metal clashing.

It must be said that Yang Mei was really scary when he was serious, and even the sacred gods were terrified.

If there was no such a powerful person like Luohou in the late Taiyi period who could fight against Luohou head-on, the thousands of saints would probably be defeated one by one.

However, they also understood that the main force was still Luohou, and they could only serve as auxiliary, restraining Yangmei and buying opportunities for Luohou.

Therefore, the battle situation changed again.

Luohou stepped on the lotus platform, and the light of destruction enveloped his body, with unparalleled defense.

The Zhuxian formation was surging, and the infinite sword energy was surging. The avenue of destruction and the avenue of killing were all integrated into the sword energy, raising the power of killing to another level.

The other thousands of saints performed magical skills from afar, and the spiritual treasures shone with brilliant brilliance, and various laws surged.

In fact, it was not that no one wanted to go to another battlefield to help the Wu clan deal with the Three Pure Ones.

But seeing the criss-crossing and sharp chaotic sword energy, they suddenly felt a chill in their hearts and silently gave up their plans.

Although the damage caused by besieging Yangmei is limited, it is better than facing the extremely sharp Chaos Sword Qi.

After all, they dare not guarantee that they can withstand the terrifying sword Qi that can split the universe.

And with Luohou in front, it is much safer.

But they did not expect that Yangmei's strength, the absolute gap between the late Taiyi Golden Immortal and the Chaos Sword Qi, is no less dangerous than the Chaos Sword Qi.

Yangmei and Luohou hit each other again, each flying back. Taking advantage of the moment of separation, Yangmei looked at the Taiyi Holy Saints who were bombarding tirelessly and smiled coldly:

"No matter how many ants there are, it is difficult to shake the giant tree, but... it's annoying!"

Before the words fell, Yangmei flashed, ignoring the distance in space, and rushed into the camp of thousands of holy saints.

Boom!!!

The willow branches swept out, boundless magic power surged, the space of Taoism gushed out, a touch of emerald green light passed by, and dozens of Taiyi sacred gods didn't even have time to react, and they were shattered together with the void.

The terrifying magic power crushed the sacred immortal body into powder, the law was wiped out, and the soul was instantly shattered.

The space was twisting and annihilating, and the incomplete true spirit will was destroyed.

Rumble! ! !

The world was roaring, and the world was sad. A faint sadness permeated between the world, and blood rain was everywhere.

In just a moment, dozens of Taiyi sacred gods fell, and they didn't even have time to scream and resist for a moment, turning into ashes.

"Kill!!"

There was a sacred roar, only one word, but the murderous intent in it filled trillions of miles of the void universe.

The sacred blood, the blood rain in the sky told them a cruel fact.

The enemy is too terrifying, there is no chance at all. Either fight to the death for freedom and the great way, or retreat and survive.

Perhaps in the future, I can seek the great way, even if I can't help myself.

"The innate sacred, supreme and noble, why do you practice Taoism? It is to follow your heart and be free. If your fate is manipulated, life and death are in the hands of others, what's the point of attaining Taoism?"

"It's just a puppet! Instead of this, it's better to fight to the death!"

"Kill!"

But in just a moment, countless sacreds made their own choices, bursting to the extreme, and the universe of the soul was roaring.

At this moment, their wills were unified and they rushed forward.

"Yangmei, die!" Luohou's cold voice was filled with endless murderous intent.

At the moment when Yangmei killed the innate sacreds, Luohou was furious and did not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The Zhuxian formation was unfolded, and the four Zhuxian swords occupied one side, covering Yangmei and many innate sacreds together.

In an instant, gusts of cold wind confused the five senses of consciousness, and red mist floated, covering the qi.

But under Luohou's control, the sword formation of Zhuxian was covered with howling wind and gushing red mist, but it just covered Yangmei alone.

The other saints escaped from the sword formation in an instant.

"Yangmei, you are still alive this time!" Luohou laughed and made a gesture with his hands, "Zhuxian!"

As the formation diagram was surging, the four swords of Zhuxian shone brightly.

Buzz! ! !

The infinite sword light was like rain, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, pouring down.

Among the billions of sword energy, the four swords of Zhuxian lurked in it, locking Yangmei's energy, wanting to kill him with one blow.

Yangmei looked solemn and alert in his heart.

Different from the previous fight against the sword energy of Zhuxian, he was trapped in the sword formation, his five senses were confused, and all he saw was red light.

Although the infinite sword energy was surging and overbearing, he easily resisted it, but it was just for confusion. The real killer move was the four swords of Zhuxian.

Tear! !

In the boundless sword light, a blood-red sword shuttled through the red mist. When Yangmei's willow branches swept across to annihilate the infinite sword light, in the blink of an eye, a red light flashed and rushed out.

The timing was just right, the angle was perfect, and the trajectory was mysterious and unusual.

Yangmei seemed not to notice that it was about to pass through in an instant, but just when the sword was about to touch his body.

Yangmei smiled, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, "Luo Hou, you really couldn't help it."

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