"It is clearly because of you that we have to make such a choice, but you have to kill us all, and you will be punished!"

The voice of resentment is heard in the holy land of one yuan, and it is full of vicious curse.

However, Luoxiu would not be affected by the other party's words. He was very clear that even if there were no things he had done, although the seven Daoists would not fight against these forces in the fairyland for the time being, it did not mean that he would not do it in the future.

Once the so-called Taoist collection is obtained by the people of the seven Taoist temples, the whole fairyland will naturally lose its value and significance of existence.

At that time, the seven Taoist temples will certainly try their best to squeeze out the last bit of benefit from the fairyland, and what will eventually bring to the fairyland is destruction.

Such things are common in the endless chaos, because for those forces in the endless chaos, there are often cases in which a certain universe is captured. Once a certain universe is contributed, all resources and wealth will be plundered, and then they will be eradicated and completely destroyed.

Although Luoxiu has not experienced such a thing, but under the eyes and ears of Fang Yi and Pang Feng, Luo Xiu has already deeply realized that the pattern in the endless chaos is far more cruel and terrifying than what he experienced in the fairyland.

If we say that the fairyland is destined to be the same result in the future, then Luoxiu absolutely does not think there is anything wrong with his present practice, because the longer the time goes on, the more unfavorable it will be for the people in the fairyland.

Therefore, he was still merciless. He saw only the rolling stones and dust in the gate of the one yuan holy land, the massive collapse of the towering gate, the collapse of the mountain peak, and the earth cracking.

Under the pressure of Luo xiuqiang's fighting power, even if there are many defensive arrays in the gate of the one yuan holy land, they can't play a very important role at all.

"Boom..."

The digital strongmen of the one yuan holy land are flying out. Their inheritance and the unification of ten thousand dharmas are equally wonderful. At this moment, the digital strongmen join hands to integrate each other's Taoist power and divine power, and evolve the unitary art.

"It's powerful, but it's just a trail after all."

Luoxiu didn't think so, so he turned his hand and made an indelible mark, so he blocked the attack of several powerful men.

The so-called "all small skills under the way of demonstration" means that the method of demonstration and the method of supernatural power are not at the same level.

By virtue of the several methods of sermon, unless someone can suppress Luoxiu with supernatural power, any other means will have no effect on the profound meaning contained in the Dharma.

"Let's see the details of our long history."

With the voice of several strong men in the holy land of one yuan, a bright light burst out from the deep of the holy land.

The breath of this light burst out is very terrible. Countless divine lights converge and turn into a tower, surrounded by divine light and auspicious color.

In the blink of an eye, the tower was condensed into substance, crystal clear and bright, just like a round of sun in the sky.

One dollar Tower!

This is the magic weapon used by the holy land of one yuan to suppress the essence. At the moment, it is activated and revived with special secret methods, and it is filled with a vast breath of saints.

"The power of the saints? Even the real saints have died in my hands. What threat can a revived holy instrument pose to me? "

Luoxiu looks calm. Although he does not have the power of the emperor's ancient stele at the moment, he still has the Shura God armor.

His current accomplishments are three realms, which can be promoted to Dao realm by virtue of the power of Shura Shenjia.

Although the forced promotion of cultivation is not as powerful as his own practice step by step, as long as he is in the state of Tao realm, it is not a problem for him to ask himself to fight against a revived holy magic weapon.

"Boom

When Luoxiu and Yiyuan tower began to collide violently, the whole heaven and earth roared with each other. The endless light seemed to be turned into ten thousand weights, which covered the area of tens of thousands of miles. The scene was terrifying, just like the ocean formed by divine light.

The terrible aftereffect spread, many monks in the monastic holy land were affected, and many people died in an instant.

"Kill!"

With a big step, he took out the Holy Spirit, but did not shake the empty iron.

And in the process of fighting against the saint's magic weapons, he can speed up the process of refining internal magic weapons through the oppression caused by the power of saints.

You should know that his body is still refining a saint level magic weapon. If he can completely refine, his body will be able to initially step into the level of the saint level magic instrument.

For friars, it is easier to control the body than the magic weapon. Moreover, the human body contains infinite mysteries. Once the body can be compared with the saint's magic weapon, in all aspects, it is definitely far beyond the existence of other holy magic weapons.

The confrontation with the one yuan pagoda did not last long. It was just the aftermath of their collision that destroyed the gate of the one yuan holy land.Today, the once prosperous gate has become ruins, almost to the ground.

The only place that has not been affected is the ancestral hall in the deepest part of the Yiyuan holy land. It is a sacred place for worshiping the ancestors of past generations, and it is also the core inheritance of Yiyuan holy land.

At the moment, the temple that confronts Luoyuan is the one that confronts Luoyuan.

"Dong!"

With a roar, Luoxiu condensed in his palms and fingers with the method of creating the heaven and earth. He chopped the yuan tower out of the sky, and immediately fixed his eyes on the one yuan holy land, leaving only a few people.

At this time, a escape light came at a high speed. In the light, there was an old man, and his whole body was filled with the breath of Daoyu.

However, in the face of today's Luoxiu, the Taoist realm is not enough to see, and the old man seems to be very clear about this, so he burned his life and soul origin.

The burning and sacrificing of the origin made the old man of the one yuan holy land spread a magnificent and vast atmosphere. His accomplishments were constantly improved at an amazing speed, just between breath and breath, from the early stage of Daoyu realm to the later stage of Daoyu realm.

"Hum!"

Burning the origin of the old man desperately to urge their own cultivation, in order to control the yuan tower, trying to play a startling power, burst out of the divine light.

"It's no use."

Luoxiu is indifferent. He has put on the Shura divine armor. With the blessing of the divine armor, he uses the method of creating heaven and earth, and cuts a golden sword into the void.

"Boom

With the terrible roar, the tower of one yuan was chopped off again, and the old man who sacrificed and burned the original source of cultivation and promoted the two realms by force was also bitten back at the same time. The breath on his body became weaker and weaker with his big mouth of blood spurting.

A person's origin is limited. With the constant burning and sacrifice of his own original power, the powerful man in the Dao realm of the unitary holy land will eventually be completely destroyed.

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