Not only that, but there is also a brilliant and majestic technique, like a dragon soaring.

There was also a bald monk, rushing forward with qi and blood surging, raised the magic subduing pestle high in his hand, with spiritual energy, qi and blood boiling, he smashed his head towards the heavenly saint.

Kui Yuanshan, the deputy suzerain of Emperor Tianzong, Yuan Changcun, the current master of Haoran Academy, and Guangjing, the abbot of King Kong Temple, all made a move together.

Under the premise that Li Sa is sitting down, Fahua and Liu Tian are dead, and Huang Liang is not out, these three people are already the strongest existence in this area, and they are also the strongest monks in the coalition army.

The three of them attacked brazenly, and no one in the world could block their joint attack.

The eyes of countless monks were attracted by these three figures, and they seemed to have foreseen the scene where Tiansheng was scattered under the attack of these three people.

However, Tiansheng, who was sitting on the Baizhang altar, only smiled slightly.

This smile seemed extremely treacherous.

Facing the joint attack of these three strong men, he didn't even have the thought of dodging.

A layer of bloody light suddenly emerged from his body, the bloody light was so thick that it was not plausible, and it made Tiansheng look like he was wearing a layer of blood in an instant.

The world-shocking sword light struck above the blood light, and it was difficult to shake the blood light at all. The magic technique like a dragon soaring to hit the blood light was also calm.

Master Guangjing's demon-subduing pestle fell down.

The ultimate cultivation of Yunhe's ninth level, coupled with the explosive power of his tempered body, this blow directly distorted the void, let alone a person in front of him, even gold and iron could be smashed to pieces.

However, under this pestle, Tiansheng was still safe and sound, and not even the slightest sound came out of the mighty blow.

Only the thick blood light covering the surface of Tiansheng's body made a layer of tiny ripples.

"How can it be?"

Countless monks who saw this scene were stunned on the spot, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes, only wondering if there was some illusion.

In this world, can there be such a person?

Although it has long been heard that Tiansheng, the leader of the Tianhe sect, has a cultivation base and good fortune, but it is absolutely impossible to have such strength.

Quite a few people have seen the clues, especially the three who made the move...

Naturally, Tiansheng himself did not have the ability to forcibly resist the combined attack of the three. The problem appeared in the layer of blood on his body.

Especially Monk Guangjing, who rushed forward to fight Tiansheng, clearly noticed something abnormal at this moment.

The blood river formation covering a radius of a hundred miles is rushing and roaring, the eye of the formation is where the altar is located, and the power of the entire formation is gathered on Tiansheng.

No one noticed when he inspired this inexplicable formation.

The sound of the river rushing sounded, and accompanied by the tumbling blood river, was a palpitating breath.

"What kind of evil method is this?" Monk Guangjing stared angrily.

The Heavenly Sage smiled faintly: "How do you, a monk, know the mystery of the method bestowed by God?"

This is not a lie, Tiansheng has never cultivated formations all his life, and being able to arrange such a large formation is indeed a wonderful method enlightened from Tianhe.

But whether this is really a god-given method, only Tiansheng himself knows.

"Ghosts and monsters dare to pretend to be gods!" Monk Guangjing roared like a lion, and once again raised the magic pestle in his hand, and smashed it down. JrNovels.com