Chapter 1910

After the purple wave submerged the blood sword, it poured down from high altitude and fell tens of thousands of miles around the blood temple.

The countless killers scattered around the blood temple were caught off guard. All of them were submerged by the high waves, their whole bodies collapsed and their bones didn't exist.

Purple huge waves, like angry dragons, poured down and instantly flooded the blood temple. All the blood mountains standing around the blood Temple collapsed, and the ground was sunken to form huge pits. The blood river was replaced by purple lake.

The blood god looked at this scene, his eyes showed the color of rage, accompanied by a touch of shock.

The purple lake formed by Tao Yi is still the only one he has seen in his life. There is no doubt that the power of Tao Yi in the purple lake is absolutely more terrible than the eight fold Tao Yi.

"Nine fold Tao meaning? Did this son really realize the ninth fold Tao meaning?"

The blood god soon remembered what Zhuo Wen had said before, but now the purple high wave has fallen, and the blood god can't think much.

I saw a bloody hand in the depths of the blood god, holding the five blood Dharma protectors around me in his hand. At the same time, another bloody hand leaned out and went deep into the purple high waves to look for the Blood Sword washed away by the high waves.

However, the blood god's face suddenly became gloomy. He found that when his blood hand went deep into the high waves, a powerful impact acted on his hand, making his blood hand stop.

Moreover, the purple high waves contain extremely mysterious power. At the moment of beating the blood hand, it makes the blood force on the surface of the blood hand dissipate continuously.

It seems that the purple liquid contains countless sharp blades, which are densely cut on the surface of the blood hand, weakening all the energy of the blood hand.

"Break it for me!"

The blood god snorted coldly, and the blood hand was derived again, expanding from tens of thousands of feet to tens of thousands of feet, or even millions of feet.

A bloody hand, like a dark cloud, covered the sky of this area.

However, when the blood hand derived such a huge moment, Zhuo Wen standing in the center of the purple Lake looked at the blood hand coldly, waved the purple sword with his right hand, and the whole purple lake began to boil for a long time.

In the purple lake, countless purple liquid melted into the purple sword one after another.

The purple sword came out suddenly. In the process of flying, countless purple liquid gathered and began to expand.

When the purple lake was completely integrated into the purple sword, the purple sword turned into a huge one million feet.

A purple sword covers the sky and blocks out the sun. When it comes out, the world is gloomy and the sun and moon are dark.

In this sword, Zhuo Wen integrated all the nine meanings into the purple sword.

This sword is definitely the strongest sword Zhuo Wen has ever produced in his life.

Pooh!

The purple sword was very fast, and suddenly passed by the huge blood hand. Then the blood hand burst out a blood mist, which was cut into countless blood clots by the purple sword.

Whoosh!

After the purple sword chopped the blood hand, it was as powerful as a bamboo, and continued to rob the blood Temple sheltered by the blood god below.

The strength of the blood god is really strong. The purple high wave power formed by the purple lake is extremely huge, which almost destroys the environment around the blood god temple.

However, the blood god temple where the blood god is located is wrapped by a blood color energy. The purple high waves can't break this blood color energy at all, and this is the power of the blood god.

But when the millions of Zhang terrible purple sword fell, the blood god's face finally changed.

Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to him. Even if Zhuo Wen had the eight fold meaning and the power of the virtual sky, he knew that it was not the power obtained by Zhuo Wen. Everything was just foreign things.

If he did it, he could kill Zhuo Wen with one move.

But now, in the purple sword, there is a trace of nine fold meaning suddenly realized by Zhuo Wen from the peak of eight fold meaning.

Although there is only a trace of the nine fold meaning, it gives the blood god an extremely strong sense of crisis, which makes the blood god have to be cautious.

At the same time, the blood god looked at Zhuo Wen angrily. He really couldn't imagine how this son realized the meaning of the nine ways, which was really beyond his expectation.

The purple sword is too huge. When the purple sword falls, it is like a huge purple waterfall pouring down from nine days, connecting heaven and earth.

All the people around were stunned. They were not fools and could feel the terrible destructive power contained in the purple sword.

When Taiqing and Yuqing looked at each other, they all saw a touch of fine awn and sharp from each other's eyes.

"Younger martial brother..."

Lianmeng stood beside Taiqing and her heart jumped wildly. Especially after seeing the terrible purple sword, she even had a feeling of worship.

Bang!

Under the attention of the public, the purple sword instantly landed and hit the blood Temple heavily.

The blood god no longer kept his hand. He didn't care about the energy condensed in the purple sword, but he had to care about the nine fold meaning contained in the purple sword.

"Blood type!"

The blood god roared, and a blood mist burst out on his body, which condensed into a blood eye.

The blood eye was full of bloodthirsty color. Then I saw that the blood eye expanded instantly, and its volume was no smaller than purple sword.

In the blood eye, there is a blood flame that will never go out.

The whole body of the blood eye was suddenly surrounded by the blood flame, and then the blood flame spread in all directions, with the potential to burn the sky.

Bang!

The purple sword fell and cut on the terrible blood flame.

The purple sword Qi dissipated, like water splashing, overflowing everywhere. Where it passed, the blood flame separated a blood path by itself.

The purple sword followed the blood path and finally cut in the blood eye. Then came the terrible sound of explosion, and the explosion continued to ring through.

Then, millions of miles of the blood Temple turned into ruins and nothingness at the moment when the blood eye collided with the purple sword.

An invisible circular air wave spread from the direction where the blood temple was located. It was very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, the close friar, under the action of this air wave, snorted and flew backwards.

Some powerful friars, with their own strong defense, blocked the terrible wave from the impact. Even so, they were quite embarrassed by the wave.

Taiqing and Yuqing stood closest to the battlefield, but they were surrounded by purple fog, which easily resisted the terrible air wave and the aftershock.

Taiqing's eyes became brighter and brighter. He stared at the falling terrible purple sword with a bright color in his eyes.

Zhuo Wen's artistic conception of the nine fold meaning, which is promoted by the peak of the eight fold meaning, is not many, but for the Taiqing Dynasty, it is like a quick enlightenment.

For countless years, this is the first time that Taiqing has shown such enlightenment.

He has been stuck at the peak of the eight fold meaning for too long. The accumulation has been enough for a long time, but he still seems to be missing something.

He knows very well that what he lacks is an opportunity, an understanding and an opportunity.

Now this moment is the opportunity and insight he has always needed.

Zhuo Wen stood on the handle of the purple sword. His eyes fell on the purple sword at his feet and found that the purple sword had begun to collapse.

There was only a trace of the nine fold meaning, which was like a flash in the pan. He also knew that this silk force could not support for too long.

However, this trend of collapse spread from the tip of the purple sword to the hilt. Zhuo Wen's feet also followed the collapse, followed by his body.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body is covered with countless cracks, just like a broken porcelain vase, which will break and collapse at any time.

Zhuo Wen knows that his time has come

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen looked at Taiqing outside the blood flame through countless blood flames.

Taiqing also looked at Zhuo Wen silently. They looked at each other. Then Taiqing nodded slightly, and Zhuo Wen nodded slightly.

Bang!

Finally, Zhuo Wen's whole body completely collapsed into countless light spots and disappeared into the burning blood flame.

At the moment of his disappearance, the purple sword that had collapsed suddenly condensed again.

The purple sword seemed to be reborn. The body of the sword contained an extremely terrible atmosphere from ancient times. Then, the purple sword burst, and the surrounding terrible blood flame was completely annihilated, and the blood eye that released the blood flame screamed and burst directly.

Click!

The blood eye burst, and the blood hand that originally protected the rest of the blood Dharma also burst, while the blood scholar under the blood hand and the rest of the blood Dharma burst into a blood mist with a scream.

The magnificent blood Temple collapsed completely under this terrible power. As for the bloody face of the blood god, it collapsed and disappeared out of guard.

After the bloody face collapsed, a dull hum came from the bottom of the blood temple. Then a great man in blood armor suddenly swept out of the ground and quickly left the scope of the blood temple.

Bang!

The purple sword, like Optimus Prime, inserted into the center of the collapsed blood temple, like a purple Tianzhu.

"How terrible? The blood temple was destroyed like this..."

At the moment, there was silence around, and the countless monks who watched were staring at the huge purple sword inserted above the blood temple with wide eyes.

This scene is deeply imprinted in people's minds. I'm afraid it will be deeply remembered and unforgettable many years later.

This purple sword has become a major landscape here in the future. It stands at the former site of the blood temple and has not dissipated for countless years.

Later, whenever someone came to the former site of the blood temple, he would talk about the war of the blood temple.

Zhuo Wen, the second disciple of the Taiqing Dynasty, broke into the blood Temple alone, killed countless killers, annihilated the top ten blood dharmas, and even the blood god was forced to leave the retreat in the depths of the blood temple.

This war is destined to be recorded in history by Taiqing fairyland and will last forever.

The blood God fell outside the blood temple. His eyes were full of shock and anger. The blood temple was destroyed and all the killers cultivated in it were killed.

These are not enough. The ten blood Dharma protectors at the core of the blood temple are almost dead and injured, leaving him only a bare rod commander.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the blood god's eyes fell on a piece of soil not far from the blood god's temple, where he stretched out a hard palm.

This palm peeled off the soil, slowly came out of the soil, and then lay on the ground with shortness of breath