The Talisman Talisman of Sorrow is extremely rare, and the number of the talisman patterns it outlines is unknown. It is unknown how many trillions there are. Even the talisman masters need to find heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine the talisman paper.

It would take hundreds or even thousands of years to refine the complete talisman.

Moreover, the probability of refining failure is extremely high.

Wuyue used the magic talisman of the Shangtu. It can be imagined how strong his intention was to kill Fengyun Ba, Xuanyuan Qing and Shang Hong today.

The suppression of Wu Yue and the Shangtu Talisman made it impossible for Mr. Mo to continue to activate the attack formation. Wu Xia no longer looked at the big-headed ragdoll and had to go all out to control the escort formation.

Both Wuyue and the big-headed ragdoll know very well that using the Shangtu magic talisman cannot break the Xuefeng Divine Ship's protective formation.

But it can contain Mr. Mo and buy time for the big-headed ragdoll to break the formations and divine patterns on the outside of the formation tower.

"Spectral Shadow!"

The big-headed rag doll laughed endlessly, resounding throughout the world.

Above its head, a sky full of ghostly shadows appeared, all wearing black armor. Some drove chariots, some held battle flags, and some rode ghost beasts, erupting with unparalleled fighting power.

This shadow army attacked overwhelmingly and rushed towards the formation tower.

"Bang bang!"

The ancient sky pattern was touched, and for a moment there was lightning and thunder, and divine power surged, tearing the shadows rushing past into pieces and turning them into wisps of black smoke.

The big-headed rag doll moved its finger in front of it and said: "Heaven and earth are separated!"

It's just a line drawn, but it forms a space barrier thousands of miles wide.

Obviously, it does not dare to easily touch the destructive power erupted by the sky pattern, and can only control the army of shadows to open the way forward and kill the sky pattern.

At this time, the big-headed rag doll finally freed up his hand, preparing to completely wipe out Feng Xuan's spiritual will and soul. When he lowered his head and looked down, he was suddenly shocked.

Feng Xuan’s head and body were missing!

"How can this be?"

The big-headed rag doll was so shocked that someone could silently rescue a half-dead god from in front of it. Even if its attention was not here just now, it would not have been completely unaware.

"What a Qing Pingzi, interesting, really interesting."

When the big-headed rag doll saw the Taoist priest escaping far away, he was extremely angry, but he laughed loudly.

I don't know whether he is laughing or angry.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Feng Xi with one hand and the headless Feng Xuan with the other, running quickly, just wanting to get as far away from the big-headed rag doll as possible.

The gap in cultivation is too big to allow any intention of confrontation or sneak attack.

Feng Xuan raised his head in his hand and said anxiously: "Friend Qingpingzi, how can we escape? We are still on the Xufeng Divine Ship. Once the World Protector Formation is breached, everything we do now will

It’s all meaningless. It’s better to go back and fight with Qie Di, maybe there will be some improvement.”

Zhang Ruochen said: "How to fight? In front of a spiritual powerhouse of that level, fellow Taoist, you can't even self-destruct the divine source. Since staying on the Xufeng Divine Ship is a dead end, let's rush out."

Feng Xining looked at the Frost City Demon standing in the dark void in the distance and said: "It's useless. If you rush out, you will die. It's better to stay on the divine ship and live and die with everyone."

"Yes, even if you die, you must die with integrity." Feng Xuan said.

The Divine Ship Array prevents external forces from entering the Divine Ship, but does not prevent the monks in the Divine Ship from rushing out.

The Dark Temple obviously wants to kill them all.

The Frost City Demon manifested a giant body and stood in the void like an unparalleled demon. Any monks who escaped would be killed by his sword energy and turned into a cloud of blood mist in the darkness.

"Boom!"

In the distance, under the attack of the big-headed rag doll, Mr. Mo finally failed to stop it, and the seventy-two-story formation tower collapsed and turned into ruins.

"How could it be so fast?"

Zhang Ruochen, Feng Xi, and Feng Xuan all had their hearts beating fast, and they all looked back.

The center of the formation was destroyed, and the light of the frigate formation quickly dissipated, unable to withstand the talismans pressing down from above.

A world-destroying aura enveloped every monk in the divine ship.

"It's over! Everything is over!"

A great sage from the Wind Clan was pressed to the ground by the power of the talisman.

Ling Xi was a peak demigod. Under the suppression of the divine talisman, he could still remain standing. However, there was no light in his eyes, only boundless desolation.

Even the gods have fallen one by one. How can a monk in the holy realm be spared?

In the face of this level of destructive power, any struggle seems ridiculous and meaningless.

Xuanyuan Qing glanced towards the sky, as if waiting for something, and said to himself: "Is it still too late after all? A catastrophe, really a catastrophe!"

Then, her exquisitely beautiful voice became sad and cold, and she raised her voice and said: "All the gods of the Dark Temple, I, Xuanyuan Qing, swear today that I will kill everyone present."

"You are about to die, how can you still be so arrogant? No, you are the daughter of Haotian, Lord Wuyue is reluctant to kill you. Hehe!"

The human skin lantern raised the battle ax above its head, condensing the power of darkness.

Xuanyuan Qing's aura was weakened, and the toxins from the underworld flower had soaked into the divine source, coagulating the blood. The white divine light on his body became dim, and he stared at the human skin lantern with a look of death in his eyes, without any fear.

"No Moon!"

A deafening divine voice roared from the top of the divine ship, and the resulting sound wave lifted Zhao Wuyan and Qingkong Sword King away.

Zhao Wuyan's mount, the red-hued ghost beast, screamed and turned into a ghost mist, its soul flew away, and a thick cloud of sand and dust was set off.

"puff!"

Qingkong Sword King vomited blood, flew dozens of miles away, touched seventeen formations, and his body was burned black by the divine fire.

Even the human-skin lantern, which had a strong cultivation level, also retreated, with seven sword marks appearing on its skin.

The eyes of the three masters converged on Fengyun Ba.

At this moment, Fengyun Ba rose ten feet tall, his whole body burning with divine flames, like a torch reaching the sky. He raised his head and looked at the skull-shaped symbol of mourning falling from above.

He was powerful and powerful, his messy hair turned red, and there was no sign of poisoning at all. He said: "Wuyue, I will take you to leave this world today."

On the periphery of Fengyun Ba's body, the light and shadow of a huge flaming sword appeared, soaring into the sky and colliding with the Charm Talisman that was falling rapidly.

The huge flaming sword seemed to have the power to cut through the sky, splitting the Shangtu Divine Talisman into two.

The fragments of the talisman turned into countless fireballs and flew into the void.

"Pure Yang Body Burning Technique! Good! You are such a powerful hero!"

Even with Wuyue's ability, when faced with Fengyun Ba who was using the Pure Yang Burning Body Technique, he had to avoid his sharp edge and immediately run away.

The gigantic flaming sword followed closely, and a sword slashed out from behind, instantly illuminating half of the dark void and penetrating all of Wuyue's defenses.

Looking from a distance, it looks like the body has exploded!

However, he quickly regrouped and continued to escape.

Zhang Ruochen was extremely surprised and said: "Fourth Master, this ability is amazing, why didn't you use it earlier?"

Feng Xi's face looked more painful than ever before, and tears fell like bead curtains from his eyes, unable to hold them back at all.

Feng Xuan, a god who has lived for many years, also said with a dry voice: "Once the Pure Yang Body Burning Technique is used, after a quarter of an hour, the body, including the divine source and the divine soul, will be burned to death. I think Fourth Brother should

He has just suppressed the aphrodisiac toxin in his body, and then with a desire to die, he wants to kill Wuyue to fight for a way out for us."

Zhang Ruochen's mood suddenly became heavy. Although he almost died under Fengyun Ba's sword before, he admired Fengyun Ba extremely.

Because what he did was something Zhang Ruochen couldn't do many times.

He is the kind of upright character that Zhang Ruochen rarely sees, and he is able to distinguish between good and evil.

Zhang Ruochen thinks that he is not an absolutely upright person. His hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, and he sometimes resorts to unscrupulous means. But he hopes that there will be more people like Fengyun Ba in this world who can stick to the right path and stand firm against evil.

Someone who draws clear boundaries.

Zhang Ruochen believed that if Fengyun Ba wanted to escape alone, there was a chance of escape.

He did not retreat or escape, he still moved forward bravely with his sword, even if it burned himself, he still wanted to fight for a chance of survival for the monks on the divine ship.

"Father!"

Feng Yan roared loudly, and colorful brilliance erupted from his body. Sometimes it was a flesh body, sometimes it was a clay body.

In the endless dark void, a calamity cloud appeared.

The rules of heaven and earth are rapidly converging on the Tribulation Cloud, causing the Tribulation Cloud to cover an increasingly larger area, and the energy contained within it is growing rapidly.

Feng Yan rushed out of the Xu Feng Divine Ship and distanced himself from the monks on the Divine Ship.

"Does it make sense to transcend the divine tribulation at this time? Even if the tribulation is successful, it will only be a lower god." Zhao Wuyan laughed.

The divine light on the human skin lantern flashed, and the two bright eyeballs under the long black hair became extremely hot. He said excitedly: "The legend is actually true, the legend is true... Haha, it is said that Emperor Wa used colorful clay to knead the

A clay figurine was stored in the Five-Colored Stone Valley of the Wind Clan. Many years later, the clay figurine developed spiritual wisdom on its own, possessing unparalleled combat power in the world. He cultivated to the realm of Heavenly Lord and was named Chunyang."

"Chunyang Tianzun returned to the Colorful Stone Valley in his later years, and his body turned into a pile of colorful clay. The Wind Clan used these colorful clays to create twelve clay figures, hoping that in many years, another clay figure would be born with spiritual intelligence."

"I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect to see a real clay figurine today. This is the colorful clay left by Emperor Wa. It is part of Chunyang Tianzun. It can be called the second life of Chunyang Tianzun. It must have infinite magical uses."

Feng Xuan stared closely at Feng Yan, who was standing under the calamity cloud in the distance, and said excitedly: "There is still a chance, we still have a chance. It turns out that the fourth brother has pinned his hope on Yan'er. As long as Yan'er survives the divine calamity,
To be continued...