"Buzz,buzz,buzz..."

As soon as the holy path came out, thousands of swords sounded together.

The sword box opened, and a loud bang was heard, and the majestic sword intent swept out from it, condensing into a sword wall like a covering of the sky and the sun. Countless loyal bones and sword souls roared on the stone wall.

The whole world seemed to be covered by sword intent.

"Sacred Dao Sword, slash..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The saint of the sword box had a rainbow of momentum. He made a handprint and saw that the loyal bones and sword intent on the stone wall turned into a buzzing sound. Thousands of ancient swords slashed towards Helian Mengyin Yin outside the stone formation.

These ancient swords are not only amazingly powerful, but also each one is more than ten meters long. Some are like the bones of a big monster with awesome evil spirits, while others are like in the pen and ink of the Holy Dao, and their righteousness has lasted for thousands of years...

"Dream...Mengyin Yin, be careful." Gu Hun looked at Helian Mengyin with a worried look on his face.

An old monster like the Saint of the Sword Box is not at all. A small tribe soul like her can compete and shake it. Not only can it not help Helian Mengyin, but it will also become her drag.

I could only stand in the stonehenge with a worried look on my face.

Seeing the sword box saint swept over from behind, Helian Mengyin's expression also condensed, and she did not dare to be careless at all. After all, there are no fewer powerful people who died in the hands of this old monster in Nuwa Temple.

"The Great Spirit Talisman of All Heavens."

Bang, bang, bang.

Helian Mengyin's delicate body trembled slightly, a majestic, heavy, dark, mixed with a ray of violence exploded from her body. The ancient soul standing in the stone formation was slightly stunned at first, then her pupils opened wide and exclaimed, "Wa... has the Wa clan appeared?"

The phantom of the Ancestor Wa, which was about the same height as the sword wall, appeared behind Helian Mengyin. His eyes were filled with sacredness and majestic look at the Saint of the Sword Box.

"Tsk... This little baby from the Nuwa clan has some ability. He is only at the level of the imperial realm, and can actually condense the origin and will of the ancestor Wa." The dragon vein on the earth clicked for a moment, and a look of surprise and surprise appeared on the old face full of gullies.

"Yaaa..." The turtle soul standing next to it also nodded vigorously.

However, no matter how it looked, it was a little wrong, and there were constant gurgling sounds in its throat.

"hiss……"

The smile on the face of the dragon vein of the earth froze suddenly, and his eyelids were even more pounding and looking at it, saying, "Little... little thing, can you be thinking about the origin and will of the ancestor Wa, right?"

"Yaa?"

Turtle soul glared at his eyes and shook his head vigorously, and in an instant it became harmless.

"Stop pretending, your saliva is flowing out." The Earth Dragon Vein said with contempt.

"Salute?" The Turtle Soul was slightly stunned, subconsciously stretched out its silly claws and wiped them to the corner of his mouth.

Dry, no saliva.

It knew that it had been deceived, and immediately glared at the dragon veins on the earth.

"Damn, you really dare to think about it. Even the origin and will of the ancestor Wa dare to fight?" The corner of the mouth of the dragon vein of the earth twitched. Seeing the actions of the turtle soul, you still didn't understand. This little thing was clearly thinking about the idea of ​​fighting the ancestor Wa.

When he thought of it staring at it, the dragon veins on the earth shuddered.

I subconsciously kept a distance from it for a while, for fear that the little monster would suddenly rise up and chew a few pieces of the flesh on its body and swallow it.

The situation outside the stone genus is in full swing.

Seeing that behind the Saint of Sword Box, the thousands of sword intents were about to fall down, Helian Mengyin's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Gathering of Spirit Talisman..."

"Buzz,buzz,buzz."

The powerful soul power instantly poured into the origin of the ancestor Wa. The originally ethereal phantom of the will of the ancestor, and in an instant, it became solidified.

The fierce aura of the ancient tribe radiated from it at a glance.

Ancestor Wa took action.

Tens of thousands of thunder talismans, wind talismans, and water talismans... condensed from its side, their eyes suddenly became cold, and they pointed their fingers at the void. The thousands of ancient talismans crushed the sword intent of the saint of the sword box.

"Ancestor Wa?" The Saint of Sword Box raised his eyelids, with a look of mocking expression on his face, and said, "Hmph, the talent is pretty good. Unfortunately, with your current cultivation and realm, even if it condenses its origin and will, this Saint wants to kill you, it is almost the same as killing an ant."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

When the sword intent met those talismans, he heard a crackling sound, and saw that the air waves outside the Feisheng Hall were rolling.

Countless gravels were swept across the sky.

Although the ancient talisman used by Helian Mengyin is the extraordinary magical power of the Wa clan, her realm is much lower than that of the Sword Box Saint. Even if it exceeds his sword intent, it cannot stop the Sword Box Saint, the means of condensing the eighth level of the Emperor Realm.

In a moment, the thousands of talismans were shattered all over the ground by the sword intent.

Even the origin and will of the ancestor Wa were cut into pieces, and dozens of sword holes of all sizes were left on Helian Mengyin's arms, chest, and even on his thighs.

The spiritual blood of the Nuwa tribe instantly dyed all her clothes red.

"What a pity..." Seeing Helian Mengyin's miserable situation, the Saint of Sword Box licked his lips, full of greed, and said, "If so much spiritual blood is swallowed by this saint, it can improve the cultivation of a large amount. Why, your Nuwa Temple is destroyed, and those old snake people have not left you a few decent magic weapons?"

The saint of the sword box put away the sword intent in the sky and looked at Helian Mengyin with a sneer.

Helian Mengyin is now half a useless person. Even if he doesn't take action, the other Confucian scholars and disciples from the Saint Palace can easily capture her alive and capture her alive.

As for Chen Changsheng, the Earth Dragon Vein and the Sin Turtle were not taken seriously by him at all.

What's more, there are many holy emperors and ancient saints in this temple who are in seclusion to comprehend the great supernatural powers. If the noise caused by too much noise will disturb their cultivation.

In the end, these pieces of meat that came to the mouth were just a trivial matter if the ancient saints were cheaper. If they angered them, even if they were the saint, they might not be able to bear it.

"Hmph, why are you still standing there? Do you want this saint to take action and capture them?" The saint of the sword box put away his natal magic weapon and snorted coldly with dissatisfaction.

"It's... a saint."

Swish!

The Confucian scholars and disciples from the Saint Palace around him woke up, sacrificed their magic weapons one by one, and rushed towards Helian Mengyin.
Chapter completed!