"Ao!"

The Heavenly Thunder Beast let out anger, and the powerful thunder power emerged in the air, like millions of blue snakes, directly knocking away some people with strength in the realm of the God General, losing their ability to fight. People with the realm of the God King also had bleeding from their mouths and noses, and obviously suffered significant internal injuries.

"Everyone except the realm of the God King, I will return to the sect. Open the sect's formation and no one will be allowed to enter." The leader of the Tiansheng Sect saw that the disciples in his sect could not resist just by roaring. So for unnecessary casualties, he immediately asked the disciples in his sect to retreat. After all, this is the foundation of his sect.

After a moment, thousands of figures quickly retreated, leaving only more than twenty powerful men in the realm of the God King. This is the top combat power of Wansheng Mountain. He also spent a lot of money to deal with the Heavenly Thunder Beast. Once these more than twenty god kings were all killed, then his name as the supreme sect of Wansheng Mountain would probably be replaced by others, so he has now made a decision to burn his boat.

"I didn't want to be enemies with you. As long as you can turn a blind eye today and pretend that you didn't notice us. Then how about this Temple of Life will still be yours after we leave?" Li Yunhai said with a smile.

"Even if Jiang Yuli comes today, I want him to lie down and carry it out." The Master of Tiansheng was completely angry. This was not just the invasion of the Temple of Life, but the question of the face of Wansheng Mountain. If he retreated now, his face would be ruined in the future. Wuyan would claim to be the supreme sect anymore. After all, the leader of the sect had never fought and fled without fighting. It was a huge laughing stock when he was spreading.

"Li Yunhai, you are too crazy. Today I will let you see that Wansheng Mountain is not something you can easily provoke to the Temple of the Sword." The Tiansheng Sect Master shone brightly, and a blue long sword appeared in his hand. In an instant, a magic power soared into the sky was aroused in the sword, piercing a big hole in the sky, and the surrounding wind elements continued to gather around the Tiansheng Sect Master.

"What an ancient magic weapon, its power is indeed powerful." Li Yunhai's expression was extremely solemn. After all, the strength of the Heavenly Saint Master is above him. If he fights, he will definitely not be his opponent, so he slowly took a few steps back and signaled to let the Twelve Killing Gods take action.

The twelve gods walked forward immediately, and a bloody divine light burst out from their bodies. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if it was bathing in blood. A layer of blood-colored patterns appeared on everyone's body.

"The Twelve Killing Gods are indeed well-known. Just a magical explosion can produce such a terrifying blood and energy deterrence. If other sects face you, they might have been defeated by the momentum of your body." The leader of the Tiansheng Sect said with some praise. With his strength, his strength is naturally stronger than any of the Twelve Killing Gods, but he found that these twelve Killing Gods could actually compete with him. The momentum alone was enough to make him feel oppressed.

"Kill!" The Master of Tiansheng shouted at the god king around him. He was the first to rush over. An armor condensed by a hurricane draped on him and directly attacked the killing god in front of him.

Both of them took a few steps back, but as the leader of the supreme sect, there was obviously not much damage. However, the face of the killing god he was facing him was obviously a bit ugly. It was obvious that he had suffered some damage, but he recovered as usual in a few breaths.

When other gods and gods come into contact with the god of killing, they are not so relaxed. They are directly caught in a fight and are inseparable from the battle.

"We don't have much time left, and the Golden Peng God King must be coming soon. With our strength, it may be difficult to resist." A trace of worry flashed in Li Yunhai's eyes. After all, the strength of the God King is not comparable to that of the supreme sect.

"Now we can only leave the will of fate. After all, we already know these things. It's just that the Twelve Killing Gods are going to be buried with the sinner. I'm really unwilling to think about it." Li Yunshan said with some displeasure. There was even a hint of anger in his eyes, because the Twelve Killing Gods are the sharp swords of the Temple of Killing Gods. Once the Twelve Killing Gods are damaged, the strength of the Temple of Killing Gods will drop by 10%.

"For a sinner, we cannot lose the Twelve Killing Gods. Once the form is unfavorable, we will immediately bring the young master out and let the Twelve Killing Gods escort away." Li Yunhai said with some complaints. As for the sinner, let him die on his own.

"Are you going to violate the decision of the Palace Master?" A middle-aged man said slowly, with a chill in his eyes, looking at Li Yunhai.

"Li Yunzang, what do you mean? Do you really want to let the Twelve Killing Gods fall for that sinner?" Li Yunhai said unhappily.

"We are not qualified to question the decision of the Palace Master. We only have absolute obedience. You only need to keep here. You don't need to worry about other things." Li Yunzang said slowly, with only endless coldness in his tone.

"Does we have to be buried here for a sinner?" Li Yunhai continued. If he only tried his best to help, he would naturally have nothing to say, but in order to help a sinner, he had to give his life for others, which made him feel full of resistance.

"When the three of us were rescued by the Lord of the Palace, they were already the Lord of the Palace. We only need to clear all obstacles for the Lord of the Palace." Li Yunzang said slowly, with no emotion in his tone.

"Li Yunzang, you are here too. Is the Temple of Zhu Shen going to fight against me Wansheng Mountain this time?" The Master of Tiansheng's Sect became more and more indifferent, because Li Yunzang was second only to the Temple of Zhu Shen, and more than half of the powerful people in the Temple of Zhu Shen were under his control.

"I didn't want to be an enemy of you, only you retreat now, I think nothing happened. Otherwise, Wansheng Mountain will no longer exist from today." Li Yunzang said coldly.

The next moment, more than a dozen god kings in blood clothes fell directly from the sky and stared coldly at the Heavenly Saint Master. These people all exuded a strong aura of death. If they hadn't felt their heartbeat on these people, they would have thought that these people were dead...

"You actually brought the Blood Evil out." Li Yunhai looked at the blood-clothed man around him, his expression full of shock. You must know that the status of the Blood Evil in the Temple of Zhu Shen is higher than that of the Twelve Killing Gods. If the Twelve Killing Gods are the sharp swords of the Temple of Zhu Shen, then the Blood Evil is the left arm of the Temple of Zhu Shen. If the sword is broken, it can be re-refined. If the arm is broken, it will be a devastating blow to the Temple of Zhu Shen.
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