Chatper 771 (2/2)

The people of the Promise Demon Sect seemed to be completely unaffected by this golem. Everyone shouted loudly and bowed down in the air, just like a courtier worshiping his own king, with a respectful attitude.

Even killing Venerable and killing Po Jun, bowed down.

At this moment, the sea of ​​blood, the ghosts, all disappeared.

Above the large array of light curtains, there is only a huge golem left, and the stirrings of the eight directions suddenly change, shocking people.

"I didn't expect that the Promise Demon Sect still hides such means, but it taught me to wait and open my eyes."

"It's uncomfortable to stay here, let's go back first."

Xue Wutian and Gui Wushuang looked at each other and retreated with the people from their respective sects, leaving the golem to stand in the air.

"boom!"

The void vibrated, and the golem shot again. Unlike last time, this time a giant foot stepped on the large light curtain, and a loud bang erupted.

However, this is not over yet, the golem slams both palms together, constantly bombarding the large array of light curtains, causing the large array of light curtains to shake violently, with cracks all over...

"Every Peak Master, the big formation can't stand it anymore, what should we do now?"

In the array, several young people came to Tianshu Shenjun and others with anxious faces.

There are eight people in total, six men and two women. They are the true disciples of the Sword God Palace. Di Tian, ​​Ji Yi, Leng Yun, Wu Fan, Yu Wenfeng, Feixuan and others are among them impressively. It has become a kind of sword formation, which can leapfrog the enemy.

"Master, say something!"

Di Tian looked at Tianshu Shenjun.

"When the big formation breaks, you all retreat with the Goddess of the Yaoguang, and I will go all out to meet the enemy."

Tianshu Shenjun voice transmission to everyone present.

...

The sect was at stake, and the seven peaks of the inner sect were also shrouded in a thick cloud.

Every peak goes up to the elders, down to the inner disciples, they are all very uneasy.

On a small mountain under the Seven Peaks of the Inner Sect, Yang Tian was the leader, Su Ziyao and other women, and the barbarians and others all gathered here.

Just listen to Yang Tiandao: "After the formation is broken, I will try my best to take you away. If you have something that you haven't taken, go get it now."

"We have accepted Uncle Yang's wishes, but we can't leave."

The bully shook his head.

"Sword God Palace is about to be destroyed. As disciples of the sect, how can we abandon the sect?"

Li Yunfei said: "Uncle Yang will take Junior Sister Su and the others away. For Yang Xuan, they cannot afford to lose. As for us, we have to stay and live with the sect."

"You all go."

A silver-robed man came out of nowhere, who was not Ditian.

"Senior Brother Ditian, we..."

Li Yunfei was interrupted by Ditian's wave as soon as he spoke, "Let's go, your cultivation is too low, it's useless to stay, but you will lose your life in vain."

After that, she looked at a graceful and beautiful woman who came after, and said softly, "Concubine Xuan also left with Junior Sister Ziyao and the others."

"I won't leave if you don't go."

Concubine Xuanfang's lips parted lightly, and she refused to speak.

"Let you go."

Since Di Tian pretended to be angry and authentic, he was attacked by the three major sects, not to mention him, even if it is the master Tianshu Shenjun and the other six peaks and even the palace owner, it is difficult for the old man to survive.

"Wuwu, if the Sword God Palace is gone, Brother Yang will definitely go crazy."

Fang Qingxue squatted on the ground and cried, and Gu Qingying and the other girls also burst into tears.

The girls knew that Yang Xuan was a person who valued love and righteousness. When he returned, knowing about the death of the King of War and the destruction of the Sword God Palace, they would definitely fall into deep grief.

"Don't worry, my son Yang Tian is fine, he will turn his grief into strength and avenge the King of War and the Sword God Palace."

Yang Tiandao.

"Crack!"

The voice was still there, and a harsh voice came, and I saw that under the continuous attack of the huge golem, the large light curtain above cracked countless cracks.

One after another cracks spread like spider webs, covering almost the entire large array of light curtains.

"It's over, we're dead!"

At this moment, the countless disciples of the Sword God Palace fell to the ground and cried bitterly. On the contrary, the morale of the three martial artists was greatly boosted, and they gave out cheers.

Farther afield, people fell into silence.

Everyone knows that the Sword God Palace is dangerous.

"Those who violate my Sword God Palace will be killed without mercy!"

At this moment, a murderous cold shout, like rolling thunder, reverberated between the heavens and the earth, causing many of the three warriors to become deaf and unsteady to stand.