The divine willow floated in the sky, emitting endless divine light.
It was tens of thousands of feet tall, blotting out the sky. Thousands of branches hung down like a waterfall, casting a huge shadow for dozens of miles.
It seemed slow, but was actually extremely fast. It flew toward the Great Elder of the Battle Temple, blocking this terrifying enemy for Lin Buzheng.
"Hmph, you're just a remnant root left behind from ancient times. You want to defy the heavens?
"Let this old man cut off your last chance of survival!"
The Great Elder sneered. He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, exuding a monstrous aura. Like a demon god, he charged forward to fight the divine willow.
Rumble!
At the same time, Dao Venerables soared into the sky from the Ancient Blood Sea Tomb and the White Boned Dragon of the Soul Demon Sect. They fought fiercely with Patriarch Bao Jian of the Wang Family and the Sacred White Dragon of the Chen Family.
"That was close!"
Lin Buzheng heaved a long sigh of relief. Just now, when he confronted the Great Elder of the Battle Temple, he seemed unyielding and unharmed, but in reality, he was constantly enduring the terrifying pressure of the Dao Realm.
If the divine willow had appeared a moment later, Lin Buzheng's mind would have been severely injured, and he might even have died.
However, even if the divine willow had appeared in time to block the Great Elder, Lin Buzheng might not have been safe.
With the appearance of the three supreme experts of the three families, many old monsters of the Soul Demon Sect, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Path and even the Dao Realm, joined the battle.
Although Lin Buzheng, the Kunlun Demon King, and the four great geniuses were shockingly talented in martial arts and could fight above their level, they were still defeated and powerless in front of these powerful enemies whose cultivation was much higher than theirs.
Not to mention, there were still three Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Demon Sect presiding over the blood sacrifice.
It could be imagined that regardless of whether the blood sacrifice was successful or not, the moment these three Empyreans pulled themselves out and made their move would be the final moment of this great battle.
Fortunately, there were not many of these old monsters who were stronger than Lin Buzheng. There were only a dozen or so of them. Lin Buzheng could avoid them for the time being and avoid them.
"First, kill all the disciples of the Soul Demon Sect whose cultivation bases are below the mid-stage of the Spirit Path!"
Lin Buzheng muttered to himself as he quickly made up his mind.
Then, he executed his qilin movement technique, bypassed the old monsters of the Soul Demon Sect, and targeted the disciples who were weaker than him.
Rumble!
Lin Buzheng's body was surging with true energy, and his aura was astonishing.
Using the Nine-colored Demon Bull's Divine Ability, every time he punched out, his fist was as heavy as a small mountain.
It contained at least half a million kilograms of force, and coupled with the support of profound martial arts techniques, several disciples of the Soul Demon Sect would explode and turn into minced meat with a single punch.
However, in the next moment, Lin Buzheng's aura suddenly changed.
His rage turned into calmness and savagery.
His eyes were vertical, like the eyes of a tiger, staring at his opponent's every move. In an instant, he could see through all the flaws in his opponent's movements and moves.
His movement technique was leisurely, like a cloud tiger pouncing on the wind. His entire body's strength was restrained, not a single bit wasted.
The five fingers of his right hand bent slightly as he furiously grabbed at the air.
Five extremely sharp finger winds exuding an aura of great destruction and terror surged out and instantly slaughtered a row of dozens of Soul Demon Sect disciples.
Then, Lin Buzheng's aura changed again.
Turning from a tiger into an eagle, he soared into the sky and swiped his claws down. His killing intent was even more terrifying than the Three Forms of the Ferocious Tiger. In a radius of a hundred feet, all the demonic cultivators who were weaker than him were killed.
Nine Colored Demon Cow Divine Ability, Taiyi Astral Heavenly Tiger Divine Ability, Water Repelling Qilin Divine Ability, Divine Eagle Divine Ability.
At this moment, Lin Buzheng switched the four Mystic Abilities he had cultivated to his heart's desire and unleashed them freely, slaughtering the demonic cultivators in a frenzy.
Clearly, the more Soul Demon Sect disciples Lin Buzheng killed, the less pressure the Evergreen County martial artists had to bear.
For the sake of the family's survival and the safety of his friends and family, Lin Buzheng could not show any mercy.
He had to be cold-blooded and merciless. He had to do his best to kill with all his might!
Rumble!
As the Evergreen County martial artists and the Soul Demon Sect disciples fought crazily, the number of corpses on the ground increased, the sea of blood became deeper, and the vengeful spirits in the air became denser.
A chilly wind blew, and miserable cries could be heard.
With the support of the endless corpses, the sea of blood, and the vengeful spirits, the blood sacrifice presided over by the three Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Demon Sect gradually took shape.
In the middle of the sacrificial space, a mysterious scarlet substance that burned like a flame swayed gently and emitted waves of spacetime fluctuations. It seemed to be undergoing some kind of shocking transformation.
The aura it emitted was monstrous and terrifying, even more so than that of a Heavenly Dao Venerable.
Rumble!
Ten minutes passed, and the battle between the Lin family's Divine Willow and the Battle Temple's Grand Elder was nearing its end.
In the sky, the Divine Willow shrank from its original height of ten thousand feet to a few dozen feet.
Its entire body was translucent and emitted dazzling divine light as it fought fiercely with the Battle Temple's Grand Elder and the two True Dao Venerables of the Soul Demon Sect.
Rumble!
The Battle Temple's Grand Elder stood in the distance, his three demonic eyes open and staring at the Divine Willow from a distance of a thousand feet.
Rays of terrifying Death Light shot out from his demonic eyes one after another.
They converged into an incomparably terrifying river of soul power that surged toward the Divine Willow as if it could destroy everything.
As for the other two True Dao Venerables, one of them wielded a terrifying halberd made of Millenium Gold, while the other wielded a broken Heavenly Venerable Sword. They fought in close combat with the Divine Willow.
Crack! Crack!
However, the power of the Divine Willow far exceeded their imaginations.
Be it the dancing willow branches or the ancient black tree roots, they were all enveloped by a dazzling and hazy divine light. They were as hard as Dharma treasures refined by a Heavenly Venerable.
The two Earthly Venerable Ones exerted a tremendous force that could overturn mountains and overturn seas to hack at the divine willow. However, they could not even chop off a single willow branch or root. Instead, they had to be wary of the divine willow's terrifying counterattack.
As for the Destructive Soul Light unleashed by the Battle Temple's Grand Elder, it could not harm the Divine Willow at all.
It should be noted that although the Divine Willow was formed from a single root, the cross-section of the root had a total of three thousand annual rings.
It had a long lifespan and had experienced countless years, watching the world change into mulberry fields. Its soul power was so powerful that it could almost be considered invincible among its peers. Even the Battle Temple's Grand Elder could not compete with it.
Therefore, at this moment, although the Divine Willow was fighting one against three, it did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all. It even seemed to be suppressing the three powerful enemies.
Crack!
The next moment, one of the three Venerables grasped a tiny, almost imperceptible flaw in the Divine Willow's defense. With extreme speed, he wielded the broken Heavenly Venerable Sword in his hand.
There was a clanging sound!
The broken Heavenly Venerable Sword emitted ripples of the Great Path. It pierced through the endless willow branches and ruthlessly stabbed into the trunk of the Divine Willow.
Emerald green sap instantly gushed out from the depths of the trunk like fresh blood.
The Willow God had finally suffered a heavy blow!
Crack!
However, at the same time, the Divine Willow's hundreds of millions of willow branches and roots shook simultaneously.
They let out an extremely sharp piercing sound. Like endless chains, they rolled and gathered from all directions. In the blink of an eye, they tightly wrapped around the Venerable One and pulled forcefully!
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