Mu Yan was even covered with electric light, overturned a spiritual mountain, and roared to the sky like an angry lion, extremely crazy.

Even Mr. Liu, who always looked like he couldn't wake up from his sleep, was extremely angry, with a menacing light shining in his eyes, and he was so angry that he coughed up blood.

The upper levels of Butian Pavilion were shaken, and everyone was going crazy. They couldn't bear it, and their blood was boiling.

News came that of the seven strongholds Butian Pavilion had established over the years, three had been uprooted. The disciples and the masters of the sect suffered heavy losses and were almost completely wiped out.

This is the hard work of many years of management. They started preparing hundreds of years ago. Everything is being done in secret. Those who can be sent to the seven strongholds are the true elites of the religion.

Such a loss is too great to bear.

"Is God going to destroy me at Butian Pavilion?" Old Su cried out sadly, with blood and tears rolling in his eyes.

When the little boy learned about it, he was shocked, and then very sad. Not long ago, he was seeing off those brothers and sisters, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, we would be separated forever.

I still remember that when they were leaving, they secretly drank the elder's wine together and got drunk. When they were drunk, everyone cried and made trouble, saying that they would rebuild the Pure Land in the future. How long did it take? They said goodbye forever.

There were many senior brothers and sisters whom he didn't even know. They helped him fight against the troops of the four major clans, which made him feel very warm. He hoped that Butian Pavilion would become stronger and give him a feeling of going home.

Unexpectedly, not long after it passed, many people would never be seen again.

He touched his little face, and it seemed that he could still feel the feeling of those senior brothers and sisters pinching him. They warned and placed their hopes on him, but in the end, the yin and yang were soon separated.

Three of the seven strongholds were uprooted, nearly half of the people transferred from Butian Pavilion were wiped out at once, and the remaining four pure lands may not be safe anymore.

Now the remaining people in the church can no longer go.

There was sadness all over Butian Pavilion.

"As long as you leave a spark of fire, it will become a prairie fire in the future." Deep in the pure land, a sigh came from the residence of the sacrificial spirit.

The divine vine revived, with blue clouds all over its body reaching to the sky. It spoke calmly and had no joy, anger or sorrow. However, if you feel it with your heart, it seems to have a kind of desolation. It said: "I have decided to leave the divine seed and let it protect the reborn Butian Pavilion in the future.

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"Lord Sacrifice the Spirit!" Everyone was mourning. At this moment, it was obvious that it was irreversible. The life of the Sacrifice Spirit had come to an end, and the miracle of resurrection was impossible.

"Master Sacrificial Spirit, please guide us on the way forward!" Many people cried sadly.

"Kill them out. As long as one person survives, Butian Pavilion will not be destroyed. Sooner or later, it will be reborn from the ashes!" said the spirit sacrifice. It has experienced too much since ancient times and has paid a heavy price to protect the pure land.

cost.

At this time, it rose from the ground, blue clouds rose into the sky, and the divine chains of order were intertwined and filled the sky, saying: "The battle has begun, my enemy is coming!"

In the distance, the aura of terror is surging, there is a divine ring shrouding the sky, there is a powerful person looking down at the heaven and earth, and the golden avenue spreads out from tens of thousands of miles away, as if it is descending from the heaven.

In addition, there are many wild people in Butian Pavilion. I don’t know how many people have come. There are all kinds of creatures, not just the human race, who want to carve up this place.

"Go, fight out. As long as one of us survives, Butian Pavilion will not be destroyed!" the leader of the sect, Su Zhong, shouted, with tears in his muddy old eyes.
Chapter completed!