Chapter 182 Storms gather at Butian Pavilion!

The silver crocodile was furious. It was the leader of a group with superb methods and one of the strongest members of their group. However, it suffered such a big loss here.

It stood upright, its whole body burning with silvery white light, extremely brilliant, like a god, its talisman culture became a vast ocean, pressing forward, trying its best to kill Mu Yan.

"Ten stars shine through the sun!"

Lei Zubao looked solemn and shouted, ten purple light balls flying in a line, and then detonating a huge luminous body like the sun, which landed in front of the crocodile.

"boom!"

This place was so blazing that nothing could be seen. This was Mu Yan's thunder law. The ball lightning collided with each other, erupting with unparalleled power.

All the runes thrown by the silver crocodile were scattered. It was covered in blood, screamed repeatedly, and the entire crocodile skin fell off.

Mu Yan took advantage of the situation to pursue him, and the lightning in his palm leaped, killing him with a blast.

The silver crocodile struggled hard and slapped Mu Yan with its tail. At the same time, it spit out ice and froze the place.

With a "chila" sound, the dragon's tail was torn off by Mu Yan, dripping with blood.

At this moment, Mu Yan was bleeding like a devil. He was covered in blood, but his eyes were still sharp. He stared at the silver crocodile and sneered: "You forced me to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a short spear and threw it directly, piercing the head of the silver crocodile, causing its head to explode, and then kicked it away.

"master!"

A group of Butian Pavilion disciples were inexplicably sad and angry. These were the only veteran masters in the sect, and they actually died outside. This was heartbreaking.

"Walk!"

Mu Yan took the lead, broke out of the encirclement, and quickly retreated with many disciples.

They were very embarrassed, their clothes were soaked with blood, and their bodies were stained with blood, but they were becoming more and more relaxed.

With a "boom", another large sea of ​​thunder descended, covering the place. It turned into a thunder pool, and streaks of thunder light fell down like waterfalls.

"ah……"

Someone screamed, was hit by a bolt of lightning, and was chopped into a pile of coke on the spot.

In the sky, the sacrificial spirit and several masters were fighting.

Rumble——

There was a loud noise.

"Kill..."

Obviously, the troops who were temporarily killed from outside lost the opportunity and could not approach this place. It had already been occupied.

Conflicts naturally broke out, and creatures from all races took action, making this place a place of chaos.

Not all of the princes and disciples who entered the Pure Land earlier are here. They have taken the opportunity to take away some of the soil where the sacrificial spirit was rooted and scattered it in various directions to attract the light rain from the sky.

"The divine vine is about to perish. This is its divine beauty. It is drawn from the earth and is destined to feed the earth back. It will be taken back by the vast wilderness. This is a great opportunity."

People roared and their eyes turned red.

It is not easy to cultivate plants as sacrifices to spirits. In order to rise up, many of the strong ones among them made a great oath at the beginning, telling them where they came from and where they are going back. The earth nourishes them. If they die in the end, they will return as divine rain.

Obviously, the old vine couldn't hold on any longer, and its shape was declining. There were leaves falling from the sky, and they were extremely withered and yellow, without any greenery, and even less vitality.

It suffered a heavy blow on the Nine Heavens, began to lose its essence, and would die completely at any time.

"Lord Sacrifice the Soul!"

Everyone in Butian Pavilion cried loudly. The old vine that had protected them for endless years was about to die in battle, which made people very sad.

"boom"

In the sky, there was a loud noise, a ball of blazing light exploded, and endless light rain fell, becoming more dense.

The sacrificial spirit sighed and said: "Goodbye, I can no longer protect you."

Its life is about to come to an end and it will return to the earth and become soil.

"Lord Sacrifice the Soul!"

Everyone in Butian Pavilion roared in grief. Even the pavilion master who was fighting in a bloody battle was bursting into tears and couldn't help crying. Is it finally coming to an end?

Because of a promise, Lao Teng has protected them since ancient times and has never left. During this period, he fought bloody battles with gods and saints in the chaotic era, and he sacrificed too much.

From beginning to end, after a long period of time, it has protected the Pure Land, allowing them to escape one catastrophe after another. It has never abandoned or left it from ancient times to the present.

For this reason, Lao Teng himself suffered serious injuries several times, otherwise he would have lived much longer than he does now.

There were cries of sorrow all over Butian Pavilion, and everyone was in mourning. Old Teng had sacrificed too much and was finally going to pass away, and he fought until the last moment.

"Haha... Butian Pavilion is about to be destroyed. While you are bathing in the rain of gods, cheer and go crazy as much as you want. Let us go on a killing spree and destroy this pure land!" An old monster from the Tuoba tribe spread his hair.

Laughing loudly, he was covered in blood, but it was not his own. He had killed many elders of Butian Pavilion and became one of the strongest people in the clan!

"Kill them all to avoid serious trouble in the future!" Someone from Xiling Beast Mountain responded.

Even in this case, the people of Butian Pavilion were blocked and killed. The Tuoba Family, Xiling Beast Mountain and others were unwilling to let them go for fear of serious trouble in the future.

The eyes of everyone in Butian Pavilion are red. These people are bathing in the light rain of worshiping the spirits, receiving baptism, and yet they are going on a killing spree here. They are despicable and arrogant, and they bully others too much!

"A bunch of beasts, are you bullying me? There is no one in Butian Pavilion. The Fire Rhinoceros Tribe is here to help!" A loud roar came from the distance, and a strong man led a large group of people to appear. They ran towards me at a very fast speed. All of them had runes flashing. They were all masters.

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"If you bully me too much at Butian Pavilion, I will repay you with blood. Marquis Lingwei is here to protect my pure land!" Another loud roar came, shaking the sky. It was obvious that this was an extremely terrifying figure, leading a large number of people to arrive.

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People were surprised to find that this was a prince who had practiced in Butian Pavilion a hundred years ago and came here to support him. He was an outstanding figure in the Pure Land back then, and now he has become a prince.

"The leader of the Qishan clan has arrived to protect my pure land!" Someone else shouted.

"The Red Sun Tribe is here to help!"

"Ling Tianhou has arrived and invaded my pure land. He will be killed without mercy!"

"The War King of Stone Kingdom is here to fight against those who violate the Pure Land!"

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From all directions, roars came one after another, and strong men appeared one after another. For example, Ling Tianhou shook the wilderness, and he was a master with a great reputation. For example, the War King had an illustrious fighting name. He had few rivals except the Emperor Sheren.

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Shouts were heard from all over the place, and princes from all walks of life gathered together. They were all disciples of Butian Pavilion who had walked out before. At this time, they all came with precious weapons, and their murderous intent was overwhelming.

I saw powerful monks appearing at Butian Pavilion one after another. They knew that Butian Pavilion was in trouble and came to support!

"Anyone who offends our Butian Pavilion will be killed without mercy!"

All over the Pure Land, people's blood was surging and their eyes were full of tears. They all raised their weapons and prepared to fight to the death.

The major races that invaded were all startled and felt a chill. Butian Pavilion had a long history and had many disciples, many of whom had shocked the whole party. It really had a profound foundation!

At this moment, the storm gathered at Butian Pavilion!
Chapter completed!