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The temple suddenly became silent, with no noise or discussion, no sword lights and shadows. Only heavy rain washed away the heavy mountains and green fields, dripping on countless believers.

The tick sound rang out in my heart, as my heartbeat, like an hourglass countdown, reminding countless believers of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong to watch the lives of the invaders gradually disappear in the seal of Baizhangshan.

That will eventually be Luo Changfeng's fate!

No matter whether he is the lord of Fengxue Silver City, no matter whether he carries the inheritance of the academy, no matter how sharp his sword is... Even if it is as strong as the Bodhi Academy Wuxiang Dao Sect, Tiandong will prove to the world that he will commit crimes.

If I am Tiandong, even if I am strong, I will be punished!

Because the academy has been removed from the world, let alone the remaining ones!

This is the common thought of the eight hundred sects who believe in the statue of the gods.

So they looked up at the sky, watched the huge mountain of hundreds of feet hanging quietly in the void, and watched the character seal of the dragon star slowly falling... holding their breath, a kind of atmosphere called dead silence did not last long,

The moment when the character seal of the edict was about to be posted on the top of Chongshan Mountain, the hundred-foot-hanging mountain formed by the gathering of spirits of the Heavenly Demon Star exploded.

The rocks penetrated the sky, and a straight and bright red sword light suddenly spread across the void, breaking through the countless gravels scattered in the void, shooting straight towards the demon star that day. After the red sword light, thousands of sword rains followed.

Luo Changfeng still maintained the posture of pointing and pointing at the sword.

He came out with his sword, and thousands of swords appeared roaring together, forming thousands of sword formations, covering the sky and flying through the dim sky, covering the sky demon star in the sword rain.

Everything happened too quickly!

Countless people in front of the temple were shocked! Countless faces were filled with inexplicable and confusing!

The tall demon star, who was flowing in his body with the bloodline of the demon clan, was also confused. He could not figure out where the thousands of sword rains came from.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your opponent can you win a hundred battles. Under the premise of not knowing the power of thousands of sword formations, even if you are confident that you can resist the butcher knife with your body, you will not dare to be careless.

Looking at the extraordinary Haoran sword formation solemnly, he formed a star field all over his body.

At that moment, thousands of swords came...

Luo Changfeng suddenly raised his head.

He didn't care about the ending of Tian Yaoxing and Wan Qianjian's offensive and defense. He had a wild and red silver hair and his eyes were fishy and red, staring at the sealed dragon talisman on his head. The butcher knife in his hand suddenly turned the blade, and the blood-roaring red light surged again.

He grinned again.

Silently laughed.

His eyes were so deep that he knew that his senior brother was there.

"Look, senior brother."

"Look at Changfeng's sword."

"Look at how Changfeng paid off these murderers who had burned the academy for blood debts!"

Luo Changfeng poured all the demonic energy into his arms, and lifted up the butcher's knife with the flow.

The Dragon Talisman of the Imperial Character came sealed, and he cut open the evil tale with one knife!

A red bloody mouth was torn apart in the dim sky, and the terrifying sword light penetrated into the sky along the crack. Without a slight pause, Luo Changfeng soared into the sky after the sword light, as if he was about to chase the sword light.

Of course he won't escape.

He still wants to take revenge.

Now that we have entered Tiandong today, we will have to let all the twelve stars of Jingtian be buried! Otherwise, how can we see our senior brother again? How can we see our teacher at Jiuyouquan and all our classmates?

Luo Changfeng's figure disappeared at the crack of the sky slashed by the butcher's knife.

The thousands of sword formations that impacted the star field formed by the Heavenly Demon Star were also unavailable.

Before everyone could be surprised, an extremely sacred and pure light burst out from the cracks cut by the butcher knife, as if a scorching sun slowly rose in the sky at the top of the 12 Star River in the Eight Hundred Sects.

The sacred light drove away the dark clouds and purified the sky in an instant.

So the sudden rain stopped.

The light shines on every ignorant and innocent face. The paleness of the light reflects is like a rebirth before death.

No one knows what's going on.

There are nearly a thousand powerful sect masters from the Green Field Pingkuang in front of the temple, including the iron-armored elite soldiers under the command of Jun Zeyu, the Ming Wang of Dongchu, three generations of genius disciples, and the twelve stars of Jingtian who are famous in the world to control Tiandong.

.Everyone is looking up at the sky, allowing the holy light to shine.

The four fields of temples, whether green forests or green mountains, were filled with terrible silence in an instant, so that many people heard their heartbeats.

A quiet environment can easily make people stop thinking, but it can also easily make people think overflowing.

Liancheng Jue, who was holding the reverse scales of the Golden Armor Saint Clothes, suddenly thought of some possibility.

So he frowned deeply and subconsciously took a step back.

Lianchengjue took a step back.

The junior brothers, including Jun Zeyu, took a step back without knowing the reason.

Or he noticed the slight movement of footsteps behind him, and the Tianji Star standing in front of Liancheng Jue suddenly appeared. He did not retreat, but instead took a step, and then called anxiously: "Senior Brother!"

...

The sound of Tianji Star has always been gentle, giving people a warm feeling.

But this call clearly revealed uneasiness.

Like raindrops falling into Pinghu, his uneasy and sudden breaking the silent picture in front of the temple.

So the dragon star woke up from the picture.

So the Heavenly Demon Star woke up from the picture.

So the six star masters on the Holy Step Stone Step awakened at the same time.

The two stars Tianji and Tianyin frowned and stared at the scene, and saw a holy lotus slowly appearing in the clouds and the holy light... What a familiar lotus!

...

A thought flashed through my mind in an instant.

Tianlong Star didn't care about forming the dragon talisman. He was like a catastrophe and shouted loudly: "All stars return to their positions!"

The dragon roars echo among the heavy mountains.

The first six masters of the Star River in the temple, together with the two stars of Tianyin and Tianji, rose up one after another, and returned to their positions in the order of the Star River.

In an instant, the twelve stars in the sutra show the true body of Dharma images.

...

"It's too late."

It was like the majestic sound of judgment spread among countless rivers and mountains of the eight hundred sects.

Under the incredible gaze, the holy lotus blooming like the scorching sun slowly fell and fell from heaven into the world.

Its light became more and more intense, and even burned the void.

It is falling.

It burns.

Its petals fell off.

One, two... Five, ten... The petals of the holy lotus fall flat, spreading in the boundless void, spreading into a world.

The worlds are stacked, and thirty-six petals are stacked into the thirty-sixth heavens and suppress them down layer by layer.

...

The sky collapsed.

This is the despair thought that arises in the minds of countless believers of the eight hundred sects in front of the temple. The reason for despair is that the prospect of the eyes evokes the past of the Buddha Lianfeng Sect of Wuxiangdao Sect twelve years ago.

That year, Wuxiang Dao Sect entered Tiandong at night and used a piece of Buddha lotus to seal Tiandong for two years.

Twelve years later, the disciple of Wuxiangdao Sect entered Xingchuan again and used the thirty-six-petal lotus world to suppress the twelve stars of Jingtian.

For this land that has suffered the disaster of the sect, it is a reappearance of the old scenery! Even if the twelve stars of Jingtian join forces, it is unlikely that the ending of the Holy Sacrifice Ceremony today will be rewritten.

But no matter what the outcome is, I can't accept my fate.

Because the Twelve Star Rivers are still there, no matter when and where, the ten true bodies of Dharma images that stand tall are the hope of Tiandong.

So at this moment, Lian Chengjue sat cross-legged with the junior brothers behind him.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of believers of eight hundred sects sat cross-legged.

Everyone silently recited unknown mantras and sacrificed the power of faith to the ten star masters who guarded Tiandong.

...

The wind blew between heaven and earth.

The wind is mixed with countless uncapturable forces.

That power comes from the faith of every disciple of eight hundred sects. Countless powers of faith are condensed, gathered into a pillar of light that stands between heaven and earth.

When the ten masters of the Star River headed by Tianlong Star sacrificed their faith power at the same time, the pillar of light raised to the sky began to grow wildly at a terrifying speed, like the iron of the Dinghai God...

The thirty-third heaven collapsed.

The sky and the earth seem to overlap, but chaos is inseparable.

These countless believers will separate the heaven and earth with the power of faith.

At that moment, the sky-raising light pillar, which carries the faith of countless people, approached the fallen first lotus world.