Chapter 1741

"Lost forbidden island! It's back!" the elders and strong men of the holy land of light followed closely. Some people don't remember that history, but some people know more or less.

It was the darkest and most critical period in the history of the holy land of light, which almost pulled the holy land down from the altar of the first human race of cangxuan.

The records of that period of history in the history volume are very vague, and there is no mention of cause and effect, nor of the end of the subsequent loss of the forbidden island. Only the heavy losses of that year and the crisis faced by the holy land of light, a large number of battle angels and guardian Angels died, more than 5000 disciples died in battle, the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the secret land where the holy land is located is almost exhausted, and even the holy emperor of light almost fell.

The scuffle was not only the confrontation between the holy land of light and the lost forbidden Island, but also the king's hegemony between the profound righteousness of light and the profound righteousness of Yuan Ling.

After that incident, the supreme yuan Ling was removed from the Dragon list, the lost forbidden Island mysteriously disappeared, and the "magic fog maze" was completely filled up and turned into a large lush mountain range.

This history has become history. No one has mentioned it in the holy land for thousands of years. Even the whole cangxuan Tianting seems to have been forgotten. Unexpectedly, the profound meaning of Yuanling reappeared in their generation. Even the lost forbidden island that shocked cangxuan back then came back.

"The climate of the lost forbidden Island hasn't come to an end this time. Let's put an end to it." the bright angel Feng Xianyue Leng hum, how about controlling the profound meaning. The realm is there. With his six heaven strength, he is enough to sweep the whole lost forbidden island.

The bright angel Shuluo was a little worried: "can the profound meaning of the yuan spirit really rob the spiritual power of the warrior?"

All elders shook their heads. Although they knew more or less about that history, the specific situation was very vague.

An elder of tianwu territory sneered: "she's just four heaven in tianwu territory. I'm just trying to see how much she can control."

"Tell me about the lost forbidden island and the flower burial. Who said the most and the most clearly? Let him live and allow him to join the holy land of light." Feng Xianyue turned back and looked coldly at the prisoners controlled by the elders. They are the night sacrifice witch Lord, seven kill witch Lord and six former witch Temple disciples arranged by the buried flowers to monitor the island. But after Dana sent back the news, their identities and actions were all exposed. They were secretly arrested by two bright angels, Feng Xianyue and Shuluo, with the strong. Before they resisted, they were bound by the light rope.

Sacrificing the night witch Lord, they were calm and indifferent.

Feng Xianyue held a huge golden sword and fell on the head of the night sacrifice witch master: "the lost forbidden island will be destroyed soon. You should be prepared early and find a way for yourself. Will you be taken back to the holy land as a prisoner and tortured for ten years, or will you be accepted as a new disciple and become a member of the glorious holy land of light?"

The night sacrifice witch Lord was expressionless: "a group of fools! You're a little short of killing and burying flowers!"

Dana glanced at him indifferently: "in the past, you both belonged to the witch temple. You were on an equal footing. You were willing to die for her in just a few years? Don't ask for trouble. Give you a chance to live or be beheaded, join the holy land, or bury the unworthy woman."

"How about death? I'll be buried with you!" the sacrificial night turned his head slowly and let the sword edge on his neck cut the flesh and blood into the red sea water. He looked at the Holy Land team behind him coldly: "one... Two... Three..."

"What are you counting? Shut up!" an elder raised the holy whip of light in his hand and beat it hard on his back, splitting his skin and flesh and burning his soul.

Sacrificing the night, the witch Lord endured severe pain and clenched his teeth and said, "count how many are buried later. It's not bad. Thirteen holy weapons can't run away. Tianwu... Should be able to come three or five."

"Great martial arts, leave yourself some dignity and don't say these useless cruel words." all elders and holy land disciples controlled their weapons and aimed at eight people such as Jiye: "kill one in a minute until you speak!"

The seven kill witch master sneered: "this is to remind you that in front of the Yuanling mystery of tianwu territory, Shengwu territory has no power to fight back. As long as the flowers are buried, they will die!"

Feng Xianyue ordered: "kill!!"

An elder was shining all over. The bright holy whip in his hand suddenly vibrated, shook the tide, and roared at the head of a witch hall disciple. Once the strong collapse force hit, it would definitely turn his head into dust.

The disciple closed his eyes and suddenly roared: "you have entered the range of incontinence Island, damn people... It's you!"

PA!!

The bright holy whip blasted hard on the back of his head and made a loud noise in the deep sea. However... At the last moment, the strong light of the bright holy whip dissipated in an instant, leaving only an iron whip on the disciple's head. Although it was powerful, it didn't even tear the skin and flesh in the face of the five heavy heaven's constitution.

The disciple was ready to die, but... He opened his eyes tremblingly, closed his eyes hard, and his eyes shook.

The people were slightly stunned, and their faces suddenly changed, because all the 13 holy warriors under the bright holy land tianwu had no spiritual power, their meridians suddenly dried up, and the sea of Qi completely dried up. Even the other four strong people in tianwu realm except the three bright angels found that the spiritual power in the meridians was completely gone, and the air sea was weakened by more than half.

"The profound meaning of Yuanling?" the people were shocked, and they were covered with cold air. It was terrible! Although they were prepared, they all thought that the profound meaning of Yuanling could make the spiritual power lose control or dissipate. How could the spiritual power suddenly and completely disappear without warning?

Until now, they really felt the horror of the profound meaning, and the panic in their hearts broke out uncontrollably.

Instead, the spiritual power of the seven people, such as the night sacrifice witch Lord, was violently filled. Before, in order to prevent them from resisting, the bright angel had exhausted their tortured spiritual power. At this moment, their meridians and air sea were like welcoming the surging river, and recovered to their peak in a few breath.

Their eyes burst and flashed. They broke free in the wild and fled in all directions.

"Stop..." Dana was about to wave her hand, and a large number of petals fell from the top of the sea tide. Although they were flirtatious and beautiful, they were all as sharp and fast as blades, and the storm flooded them.

Dana and other tianwu resolutely fought back, shattering the petals and detonating the calm seabed. Each petal contains surging energy, like an energy Lake compressed into a petal. This is not a martial art. It is a surge of spiritual power. There is a complete riot within a kilometer range, and even the sea tide rolls up an endless vortex.

Fortunately, the petal attack was short and disappeared after a wave, but when the energy dissipated and the sea tide was forcibly suppressed and stabilized, Dana and they were shocked to find that all the disciples and elders of Shengwu realm were dead! The moment before the petal attack, these people's spiritual power was completely deprived, and even the things in the space ring could not be taken out. Except for a leather bag that was not usually tempered, they suddenly found that they were simply fragile like paper paste. Facing the energy explosion of tianwu territory, they were almost shocked to pieces before they could scream in time.

Suddenly! Thriller! accident! Fear!

They inhaled and looked at the front with dignified faces.

"Back to the forbidden island!" the figure of the buried flower appeared in the sea tide thousands of meters away, and the indifferent voice reminded the escaped night sacrifice witch master and others.

Sacrificing the night witch Lord, they narrowly escaped from death. They had no time to think about it and galloped away in the distance.