My Sister was Robbed of Chaos Blood at The Start

"stop!"

boom!

Suddenly, in the ninety thousand miles underground of the Prajna Sect, thunder roared in an instant, smashing all the power of the Death Curse Hand on the spot!

The pressure of everyone in the audience was greatly reduced, and when blood was spurted again, the expression of Prajna Elder showed ecstasy.

"The Holy Master has awakened!"

Ling Tian's will opened and closed all over the sky in the blink of an eye, and the dreary and terrifying Hunyuan True Sage fluctuations, exuding ancient and long-lasting power, are rolling in!

The earth collapsed, the golden light flashed violently, and a seal of sky-lifting prajna slammed fiercely at the dead curse hand in the sky. Together with the dazzling golden robed figure behind him, his aura swept the world for a while!

Seeing the emergence of such fluctuations, the Death Curse Hand sneered immediately, and he punched the Prajna Seal with his right arm full of unspeakable and terrifying spells.

Its coercion swept across, exploded, turned into a hurricane and screamed at the audience, and then fell apart under everyone's eyes!

The ecstatic expressions of Prajna Sage Elder and Liyan Sage Elder couldn't help but froze.

Immediately, he shuddered suddenly. According to the combat power of the holy master at his peak, there is no problem in crushing the power of the holy king.

But right now, he was directly blasted out by the Death Curse Hand. Obviously, he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced!

"I haven't seen it in eternity, have you found your three souls?" The death curse hand sneered.

In sight, the figure in golden robe finally appeared in the sky above the Prajna Gate from 90,000 miles underground. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless coercion brought by the Death Curse Hand.

In the distance, the sea of ​​blood was rushing, and it was completely approaching. Countless blood monsters came, roaring fiercely, and a large number of figures in red robes, as well as overwhelming sculptures of mother-in-law, completely surrounded the entire Prajna Gate.

Once the battle broke out, the two holy elders and all the great saint-level combat powers in the audience went to the battle one after another. The fluctuation of the immortal law roared to the sky and the earth, destroying the nothingness in the distance.

At the same time, there was another figure of Ling Tian, ​​accompanied by the shadow of the knife in the ravine, and swept straight towards him. The wind raged on the flat ground, and he slashed on the left side of the Prajna Holy Master!

Boom!

The world opens and closes, chaos suddenly arises, and the power of destruction flattens everything around, causing a large number of strong men from the Prajna Sect to spurt blood and fly backwards.

In Dao Zhuyun's eyes, the power of the left palm of the Holy Master Prajna spread, condensing the magical magic of Prajna, revealing the deep seal of Prajna, and he just pinched the shadow of the holy sword in two.

Dao Zhuyun narrowed his eyes, showing his figure on the other side of the Death Curse Hand, his bloody hair fluttering, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, but with an extreme sinister smile.

"As expected of a top powerhouse in the third heaven of true sages, if the strength returns to its peak, this sage will really only have to flee, unfortunately..."

After Dao Zhuyun's words fell, the Prajna Holy Lord had already glanced at him slowly. Under the joint efforts of the two Possessed Holy Monarchs, he could hardly see any hope of survival.

But as long as the Zhundi Soldier is born, the Sanfang Shenmen will definitely be saved. The only thing he can do is to solve the immediate crisis, even if he pays the price of his life.

"Even if you are a half-step true sage, you can't shake it!"

The cold shout fell, and the burning power fully opened and closed outside the body, causing the red maple leaf to appear in the golden light, like a lava erupting,

He directly blasted at the Death Curse Hand!

And the Death Curse Hand seemed to be waiting for the Prajna Holy Master to kill the general, and a grim smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and the power of the black ripple spell erupted in an all-round way, forming a whirling blood prison field in an instant!

Boom!

Lord Prajna was entangled by an unimaginable force on the spot. It was countless thick and powerful hands from the sky, blocking all directions of his body.

Under the burst of power, lightning raged and the hurricane roared, but it was difficult to make an inch of it.

It's like stepping into an abyss swamp, all the fluctuations will be submerged in the endless swallowing, without any echoes or waves.

Dramatic changes suddenly permeated the face of Prajna Holy Master, but it was seen that Dao Zhuyun on the other side had already stepped forward, and the frenzied sword was surrounded by bloody flames.

In an instant, 3,500 shadows of swords opened and closed, the swords were fatal, and the swords were violent, turning into a sea of ​​blood with thousands of troops and horses, crossing in front of the Prajna Holy Lord.

In a moment, blood was already splashing, Gang Feng was sliced ​​into pieces, exposing the meridians to the bones!

Fear and chill shrouded the eyes at the line of life and death. They were fighting against the great saint-level combat power of the countless blood monsters of the Posha God Sect, as well as the old man Liyan, and so on. All pupils shrank sharply, feeling unbelievable.

Blood spewed out from the mouth of Holy Master Prajna again, and unyielding flames rose from his eyes, he propped up his trembling, blood-splattered hands, and made the last seal with the tactic.

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"Prajna Seal of Life and Death!"

boom!

The burning breath of the soul exploded, and plunged the whole world into a manic hurricane, and the complexions of Banruo Shenglao, Liyan Shenglao and others changed drastically again.

Judging from this aura, the Holy Master is already preparing to sacrifice his soul in exchange for ten breaths of time at the peak of his combat power.

Within ten breaths, the two sage kings will be defeated, and after ten breaths, there will be no more holy prajna masters in the world.

"My lord, you can't!"

His eyes cracked, the Prajna Holy Master roared loudly, and the burst of power blasted a large number of Po-whirling sculptures, but it did not stop the Prajna Holy Master.

The people in the audience were filled with grief, and the Great Sage Ling Xiao couldn't bear to look directly at him. However, when the burning fluctuations were stimulated to the extreme, the entire sky above the Prajna Gate was suddenly swept away by a gloomy light, and the world fell into darkness!

The green fire rose, the black clouds turned into flowers of the other side, and the cold chill permeated every corner of the audience, covering the sea of ​​blood inside.

A thick ghost iron chain appeared from nothingness on the top of the sky, ruthlessly swept down, shattered and penetrated all forces along the way, and pierced into the head of Prajna Holy Lord with a bang.

Then it penetrated down and was nailed to the ground!

The iron chain swayed, and the music of the past life was played, and the burning power of the Prajna Lord's soul disappeared in an instant.

He stared blankly at the disintegration of the power between his hands, and looked up at the top of the sky, the ghost armor figure hidden among the flowers on the other side.

There was a chill and fear that penetrated into the bones, and it rolled up directly, causing the pupils to fall into a bottomless pit.

"The death warden..."

boom!

There was another burst of space shattering, and a judge's token suddenly appeared above the head of Prajna Holy Lord, directly smashing his true holy body, exposing his soul to the darkness.

The Rashomon Gate opened and closed, ruthlessly staring at the Prajna Holy Lord, the majestic figure in the judge's robe, revealed in the sky above the Rashomon Gate, overlooking the world, ruling life and death.

At this moment, the world seemed to be at peace.

The two top combat powers of Xiangshenghe, the warden of Xiangsheng and the judge appeared together, and smashed the Prajna Lord with their overriding posture.

All the great saint-level powerhouses in the audience, even the great sage Ling Xiao, the rain sage, and the sword sage Xiang Ritian, felt an unprecedented sense of fear.

"I let you live, you must not die."

"I let you die, you can't live."

"Under the king of gods, he will be the ruler of the next life."

From the top of the sky, the warden slowly uttered ethereal and indifferent words, which resounded throughout the audience, controlling the whole world!

A dead silence filled the air, and fear rose.

The supreme majesty from the deceased warden is densely covered in every corner of the Prajna Gate.

He is on the top of the sky, standing on top of countless Bana flowers, surrounded by dark green flames, two hell dragons spread out on both sides of his shoulders, his pupils are ruthless, and his eyes are indifferent.

Against the backdrop of the ghost iron chain falling from the sky, it penetrates the soul of the Holy Lord Prajna and imprisones everything the Holy Lord Prajna has.

Following this sentence, no one dared to disobey him, as if life and death were in his hands.

The trembling Lord Prajna, his pupils sunken into a bottomless pit of fear and disbelief.

Since ancient times, the law has been established, and the river well water does not violate the river water. Why did two top fighters appear at the same time when Indra was reborn, and when the Posa sage destroyed the Prajna sect?

"What... are you trying to do?"

Trembling words came out, as the Holy Master of the Prajna Sect, he had already lost all power to resist under the suppression of the warden's supreme spirit.

On the other side, the dead curse hand of the Possessed Sage King immediately sneered and said: "The way of heaven regards all things as dogs, which is the beginning of the laws of the world. The God of Chaos Era, Yu Liancheng, established the Jade God Gate."

"One pass across the ages, cutting off the cause and effect of history, stopping hundreds of millions of alien races, but allowing the killing here to continue, wandering around the Taixu on their own, looking for the ethereal way of the immortal emperor."

"Since there is no one in charge, what's wrong with Posa God's Sect acting on behalf of the heavens? How can you know good and evil when you are in charge of the Eight Desolation Laws?"

"Heaven and earth, it's time for a new master."

Such slow and meaningful words fell, causing the pupils of Prajna Holy Master to tremble in an instant, and he understood the purpose of Posuo God Gate and River of Rebirth on the spot.

These two parties have already teamed up, preparing to unify the Eight Desolation Domain, to collapse the Dao of Heaven, to destroy the King of Gods, and to establish their own laws!

"You are the first victim of this battle."

The words of the hand of the death curse fell again, and the warden who was on the top of the sky, the ghost iron chain under his cuffs had been slightly shaken, and there was an unimaginable soul-refining power, which broke out on the Prajna Holy Master!

The nether world rang out, screams rang out in an instant, and the audience, including all the Conferred Saints and Talents in the Eight Desolation Domain, finally felt the real despair.

"Master Zhen Shenghou!"

Suddenly, a loud roar, struggling in despair and wishing for the dawn of life and death, came from the mouth of a great sage.

The spread spread, sweeping the ears of everyone present, the great sage Ling Xiao trembled all over his body, and under his pale face, he roared unyieldingly: "Lord Zhenshenghou!"

Two sounds came out in unison, roaring in all directions, the rain saint and the sword master were equally shocked, and finally the pupils revealed the last ray of light in the embers, which became more intense and more boiling.

With the stubbornness to rule, the unwillingness to die, and the longing for the dawn, he roared out!

"Master Zhen Shenghou!"

The roar rolled and turned into a blood flow.

Everyone in the audience, without exception, was roaring, their minds were bursting, they were aroused with crazy obsessions, they were agitated with burning blood, and the heat was raging!

This momentum was completely thrown to every corner of the sky, roaring, rolling and shaking, rolling the sky for eight hundred miles!

Dao Zhuyun frowned, and the inexplicably raised hairs rose.

Death Curse Hand narrowed his eyes, feeling his mind being shaken.

Until in the middle of the sky, Xiuran appeared a cold and indifferent sharp edge, which came from the nothingness of space, and burst out from the secret realm of Prajna.

In a flash, with a finger, you can level the nether world and break the iron chain!

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