The Blood Dragon Saint looked at the three weapons either defending or attacking without any panic in his heart.

Even if there is a person on the opposite side who is close to him in aura, he is also a master in the Saint King realm, but he is holding the Taihuang Sword, so he is not afraid of all enemies of the same level.

The emperor dragon roared in filial piety, first swallowed the attacking holy sword and dropped it into its belly. The dragon-shaped sword energy was staggered and struck out, grinding the holy sword into powder without leaving any trace.

At the same time, the person opposite who was in the realm of Dachengwang spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted, which was shocking.

That holy sword was actually an instrument that was closely related to his life. I wonder what kind of courage he had to dare to swing the sword at the saint.

The bell rang, activated by the saint, and its power was extraordinary. The saints and elders of many holy places in the distance who were not the main targets of the attack felt deafened and fascinated, as if they were about to smash the immortal platform.

Jiang Taixu and the Blood Dragon Saint were the main targets of attack. Even if they were powerful, they were still affected.

Jiang Taixu took action immediately. Although he was mainly responsible for sealing off the Holy Land of Shaking Light, he still had enough energy left to take action.

"well!"

A sigh echoed between heaven and earth, shocking many great powers in the Holy Land.

"The sigh of the gods!"

Jiang Taixu used this move to directly destroy the soul of the Dark Night King and kill this extremely famous Zhongzhou powerhouse.

The sigh of the gods was obviously not loud, but it directly covered the sound of the bell, rendering it ineffective.

"My little friend is really an outstanding person, he can actually use this move!"

The Blood Dragon Saint stroked his beard and praised.

When he was in his prime, he once saw a genius who had the body of a god king, and that man also used this move. He had fought against him, and the two were on par.

It's a pity that the other party is just a casual cultivator, without the help of advanced skills or magical elixirs. In the end, he was reduced to a handful of loess and disappeared into the reincarnation of the mortal world.

Moreover, when the man used the sigh of the gods, he also acted very reluctantly, which was far less relaxed and comfortable than Jiang Taixu.

Then, the Blood Dragon Saint slowly spoke to the two of them: "Two fellow Taoists, please get on your way!"

The Taihuang sword kept ringing and clanking, as if it was trying to reproduce the Taihuang's divine power.

He actually activated the Emperor's Sword with all his strength and unleashed the ultimate divine power. He wanted to accomplish something in one fell swoop and would not delay any further to avoid future troubles.

Seeing the Emperor's Sword being activated, Yaoguang's background cried out sadly: "Those who bully others with power are just relying on the power of the Emperor's Sword. Do you dare to put down the Emperor's soldiers and fight to the death with me?"

"Ah!"

The Blood Dragon Saint didn't pay attention to his words, but swung the Emperor's Sword faster.

In the distance, in a small hall, the old man looked at the Holy Son of Light, his eyes filled with tears, and he cried bitterly.

"My child, I am sorry for you. If I had not brought you back to the Holy Land of Shaking Light, you might not have suffered such an unreasonable disaster."

The Holy Son of Yaoguang shook his head and comforted: "Grandpa, you don't have to blame yourself. I am an ordinary mortal. It is not easy to enter the cultivation world. Even if I die here this time, it is my bad fate. How can I blame you?"

On your head."

Seeing that the Holy Son of Yaoguang was still so calm between life and death, the old man wiped away his tears and said to him: "My child, I originally only regarded you as a furnace."

As he was about to die, the old man no longer concealed his previous ugly thoughts, but completely let go and wanted to confess everything to the Holy Son of Light.

"I know, grandpa, when you rescued me, you gave me a life and gave me such a beautiful life. Even if you want to take my life back later, I will not be cruel to you."

Holy Son Yaoguang had long known what the old man had been thinking, or in other words, it was strange not to know.

When the old man first taught him the evil and extraordinary technique, he understood everything.

Seeing the still sunny and warm smile, the old man finally calmed down and looked away completely.

He originally wanted to use the Holy Son of Light as a cauldron, but his character gradually moved him and made him want to cultivate a true descendant.

Now that the two of them have spoken clearly, confessed the matter, and revealed their feelings to each other, the old man can truly die without regrets.

"You two, do you want to survive?"

Suddenly, a voice came, interrupting the atmosphere between the two.

The old man and Holy Son Yaoguang looked at the same time, and saw a young man with black hair and shawl standing there, who was a bit more handsome than Holy Son Yaoguang.

"He Qiu?"

The old man didn't know who it was, but Holy Son Yaoguang was the first to recognize who it was.

"I didn't expect Holy Son of Light to have heard of my name."

He Qiu smiled faintly. To the surprise of Holy Son Yaoguang, he showed no signs of panic at being recognized.

"Your Excellency is wanted by the Great Xia Dynasty. Why do you dare to appear here? Aren't you afraid of being captured by the Blood Dragon Saint?"

Seeing that He Qiu was not in a hurry, Holy Son Yaoguang suddenly felt that he had a chance to escape from the dead situation, so he asked.

"Blood Dragon Saint? If I want, I can kill him at any time. It just gives face to the Great Xia Dynasty behind him, so I let him be so rampant."

He Qiu glanced at Princess Shencan beside him, feeling extremely safe in his heart.

Hearing He Qiu's words, Holy Son Yaoguang felt that his intuition seemed to be wrong. How could such an arrogant and arrogant person lead him and the old man out of here.

"How about a deal?"

He Qiu said to Holy Son Yaoguang.

"What deal?"

At this time, the old man beside him suddenly asked.

He found that he couldn't understand the cultivation level of the two people in front of him.

Moreover, it is very suspicious that the two of them can appear here. You must know that this place is blocked by Hengyu Furnace. How did the two of them appear?

"Give me the complete "Immortal Art"."

He Qiu opened his mouth to take their lives.

"Can."

To his surprise, the old man agreed directly, completely ignoring the surprised look in the eyes of the Holy Son beside him.

"Give it to me now, and I will rescue you from the Holy Land of Shaking Light."

He Qiu was also a little surprised, but still asked directly.

He had originally planned to ask Princess Shencan to take action if the two of them refused, even though he might not be able to obtain the complete "Immortal Art".

After all, he already has the "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Sutra" as his main text, and there is no need for other scriptures to draw from for the time being.

So it's okay to kill the two of them directly, but even if the other party agrees so readily, the Emperor's Sutra should not be wasted.

"This is the complete original version of "Immortal Heavenly Power", recorded in dragon-patterned black gold. You don't have to worry about it being a fake."

The old man was very happy and took out the original.

As a lineage of ruthless people, they are far less important to their Imperial Scriptures than those extreme forces, otherwise they would not send people to try to control the Jiang family, and took out the "Immortal Heavenly Art" as bait.

"Princess, just knock her out and take her away."

He Qiu took the black metal piece and said to Princess Shencan.

Their expressions changed, and before they had time to react, they were knocked unconscious by Princess Shencan and put away.

Then He Qiu and the others left through the air and disappeared into the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

In the sky, the Emperor's Sword fell, and Fluttering Light was the first to be hit by the Emperor's sword light. The three of them were torn apart like ordinary tissue paper.

Then the terrifying sword light swept across the entire Shaking Light Holy Land, completely destroying it. Not even the ruins were visible, leaving only an endless desolate plain and a few small temples in place.

The Blood Dragon Saint was trembling slightly in the sky, with sweat pouring from his head. He looked like he was exhausted.

"Fortunately, I was able to control it and didn't spread the attack to other areas."

He was thankful in his heart that if he simply killed the enemy, he wouldn't need to put in so much effort. The main reason why he was like this was that he put most of his energy into controlling the power of the Emperor's Sword.

"After this battle, the Holy Land of Shaking Light became history."
Chapter completed!