Perfection: Destroy the divine fire three thousand times and rebuild into an immortal

Chapter 122: Fellow Daoist Xiao, please support me in Butian Pavilion
Butian Pavilion.

The earth is cracked, runes are all over the sky, precious phantoms are flying, and there is blood everywhere.

"I'll fight a way out for you."

Muyan Leizu roared like an angry lion, his whole body burned and shattered a corner of the formation pattern.

"Pfft..."

But as a result, half of his body was shattered and his body suffered severe injuries.

But he also got the opportunity to send Butian Pavilion disciples away.

"court death!"

At this time, a silver crocodile suddenly stood up and locked onto Mu Yan Lei Zu.

It was covered in silvery white light and burned with incomparable brilliance. The talisman culture turned into a vast ocean, pressing forward to kill Mu Yan Lei Zu.

"The thunder sun penetrates the rainbow!" Mu Yan Lei Zu Bao looked solemn and shouted loudly. Dozens of light balls condensed by purple sky thunder flew around, detonated instantly, and landed in front of the predator, erupting with unprecedented destructive power.

Boom!

The blazing light overwhelmed the silver crocodile, and nothing could be seen.

In just an instant, all the runes thrown by the silver crocodile were scattered, leaving it covered in blood, screaming in agony, and the entire crocodile skin turned black.

"Jinpeng save me!" At the critical moment, the silver crocodile screamed and used the blood escape method to stay away from Mu Yan Leizu.

"Don't even think about living!" A metallic voice came. How could Mu Yan Lei Zu let it go? He held the Mjolnir and smashed it into the body of the escaping silver crocodile, causing its body to split open.

In the void, rain of blood splashed. Mu Yan Leizu put away his precious phantom and turned around to meet the golden roc that was coming to kill him.

The golden roc covered the sky and blocked out the sun, its golden scales were shiny, and golden runes appeared. Its sharp claws tore the earth, and a pair of wings spread out to split the heaven and earth. With a slight shock, the wind and thunder roared.

"The golden roc in Nanyue Mountain..."

Even Mu Yan Leizu changed his color and felt a chill in his abdomen, where blood was gurgling and he was almost cut in half by the golden wings.

"Let me kill it!" At this time, the energy of chaos filled the air, and the old man appeared with a yellow gourd in his hand.

Boom boom boom!
After dozens of blows, Jin Peng's wings exploded, his forehead bones exploded, he roared to the sky, and his huge body fell down.

The elders of Butian Pavilion rushed in and out to rescue the besieged disciples, and they were covered in blood.

But at this time, everyone stopped.

Only the people in Butian Pavilion looked sad and angry!
"Here we come, let me wait and bathe in the divine rain while fighting."

The people from Nanyue Mountain, Xiling Beast Mountain, Tuoba family and others all looked excited.

A truly great opportunity is coming.

Soon, the sky and earth were filled with large amounts of light rain, which was extremely brilliant and made people feel peaceful.

They cheered, licked the blood from the corners of their mouths, looked up at the sky, and opened their arms to welcome the real big opportunity.

But the best location, the ancient courtyard where the old vine for worshiping spirits took root, was crowded with invading dignitaries.

Among the weak ones, Yu Feng and Yu Lin from the Butian Pavilion Genius Camp, as well as some of the princes' children are all here.

They were originally disciples of Butian Pavilion, but now they were protected by their clansmen. The conspiracy they had hatched long ago was successful at this moment.

Among them, Yu Zimo was also present, standing aside with his brows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking!
Butian Pavilion's spiritual vine is about to die.

At that time, a divine rain will pour down, and that will be its divine glory.

All divinity is drawn from the earth, and is destined to feed back to the earth and be taken back by the vast wilderness.

This is a great opportunity for everyone.

The origin of the divine rain is very simple.

Especially for plant-based sacrifices, cultivation is very difficult. In order to rise, many of them made a big oath at the beginning, telling them where they came from and where they will return.

The earth nourishes them, and eventually if they die, they will return as divine rain.

now.

The old vine of Sacrifice to Spirits could no longer hold up.

Suffering a heavy blow on the Nine Heavens, the essence began to disperse, and it would turn into a rain of gods at any time.

"Lord Sacrifice to Souls!!!"

The eyes of everyone in Butian Pavilion were red. Is the old vine that had protected them for endless years going to die in battle like this? !
"It's really good. The signs of the old vine's demise are very obvious. This feeling can only be experienced by teenagers." Someone seized the opportunity. He held the soil where the sacrificial spirit was rooted in his hand, and attracted the light rain from the sky, which fell on his body. , I feel warm, as if I have become a feather and ascended, and my body has been baptized.

Sudden.

A sad aura came, filling the sky and the earth, and then, the sky shook violently, a ball of blazing light burst out, and endless light rain fell.

at the same time.

The voice of the old vine offering sacrifices to spirits came faintly.

"I can no longer protect you. Goodbye..."

"Lord Sacrifice to Spirits!"

Everyone cried, but there was nothing they could do to help.

The life of the spirit-sacrifice old vine has come to an end, and it will return to the earth and become soil. It has guarded Butian Pavilion for too long, and whenever powerful enemies come, they are suppressed.

But now, it is going to fall!
In the silence, there were cries of sorrow from both sides of Butian Pavilion. They were mourning because Lao Teng had paid too much!
"God is really helping us. Everyone, please cheer and go crazy while bathing in the rain of gods. Let us bathe in the rain of gods and go on a killing spree to destroy this ancient pure land!"

An old monster from the Tuoba tribe couldn't help but roared, and someone immediately echoed.

This is simply too much bullying, bathing in the rain of gods and killing people, arrogant and domineering.

In their opinion, Butian Pavilion will be destroyed!
at the same time.

Willow God is within the heaven and earth.

Xiao Kun, who was immersed in the gentle country, felt something.

He stood up suddenly and put on his clothes.

"A vine in the sky forever... But how can I just watch you disappear!"

Xiao Kun looked calm and left Huaguo Mountain in one step.

Liu Shen didn't say anything.

After all, Xiao Kun also stayed in Butian Pavilion for a while, how could he watch Butian Pavilion's demise.

Xiao Kun tore through the void and appeared above Butian Pavilion in an instant, but was not noticed by others.

He pointed out, and a drop of crystal liquid sank into the depths of the sky.

The withered old spirit-sacrifice vine suddenly shook, dazzling with brilliance, and drove away powerful enemies!

"What's going on?" The sky-swallowing bird was shocked.

The strong man from Nanyue Mountain said calmly: "Don't worry, this is its last remaining heat!"

At the same time, the idea of ​​worshiping the old vine in Butian Pavilion reached Xiao Kun's ears.

"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Xiao, please support me in Butian Pavilion!"

Xiao Kun said calmly: "I will not interfere, I will delay for you, and you can regain your strength for the time being!"

"Okay." Butian Pavilion's spiritual sacrifice light surged.

Xiao Kun walked around Butian Pavilion and found that there were hidden people around.

Groups of people were hibernating quietly, clenching their fists and looking angry.

He was stunned. Could it be that they were all strong men who had walked out of Butian Pavilion?
While Xiao Kun was thinking this, a person who was dormant couldn't help but jumped out.

"A bunch of beasts are bullying me. There is no one in Butian Pavilion. The Ice Sculpture Tribe is here to help!"

A loud roar shook the mountains and rivers, as if all the anger was released.

A strong man appeared with a large group of people, running towards them at extremely fast speeds. Runes were all flashing, and they were all the strongest members of the tribe.

"You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!" Another loud roar came, shaking the sky, and a majestic figure appeared, walking like a dragon and a tiger, "A hundred years ago, I, Ling Tianhou, practiced in Butian Pavilion, which was the Pure Land of that time. An outstanding figure in the world, now a prince, how could he forget his master!"

"The War King of Stone Kingdom is here. Anyone who violates the Pure Land must be punished!"

"The leader of the Qishan clan has arrived, protect my pure land and kill these beasts!"

A series of shouts shook the sky.

They activated their noble phantoms and charged forward. There were figures in all directions, supporting the pure land where they once practiced.

(End of this chapter)