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His eyes fell on the ground not far away, and a figure was leaning on the ground, his chest was covered with blood, he was already seriously injured, it was Fu Shenzi who had chased him before.

I thought the two hadn't met, but I didn't expect that they were seriously injured.

"Could it be that this masked woman is Palace Master Du Qingyuan?"

Look carefully at the woman.

I don't know if the bronze mask is a sacrificial ceremony or what. I can't see the appearance, I can only feel the immortal power in the opponent's body, giving people a sense of power, and it has obviously reached the false god state.

Only Du Qingyuan is the only woman from the six major sects who has reached this level, and it seems that she should be right.

"Dare to block the temple, don't you, the master of the temple, also want to fight against us?"

Looking at Fu Chenzi who was seriously injured on one side, the middle-aged man snorted.

Zhang Xuan was slightly puzzled.

Although I didn't see the battle just now, shouldn't the middle-aged man be the opponent?Why did you get injured when you teamed up with Du Qingyuan now?

Could it be that... the middle-aged man deliberately surrendered before, so that this floating man could lead the way?

In this case, it is really possible.

The people in the temple have always been very hot, and it is not surprising that they do such things for their ends.

"If you can do anything to our Palace Master, you probably would have done it long ago!"

Fu Chenzi sneered, struggling to look at the bronze masked woman not far away: "Palace Master Du, be careful, he has a pseudo-divine weapon in his hand!"

Palace Master Du didn't answer, but turned to look at the middle-aged man in front with a cold killing intent.

call!

With a turn of the jade hand, the mighty palm force pierced the sky, and it seemed that a huge palm covering the sky appeared in the sky in an instant, crushing it.

"Great palm, not bad!"

With a loud laugh, the middle-aged man slid forward like a swimming dragon, and at the same time his long sword pierced through the air, like a cold glow.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The long sword blocked the attack of the palm, and the middle-aged man's five fingers were like playing a piano, and he grabbed at the altar not far away.

"court death!"

The woman in the bronze mask, with a cold voice, didn't change her moves, she slapped down one palm after another, the surrounding space was torn and distorted by the powerful force, and the entire square was about to explode.

His figure was like lightning, and the middle-aged man was able to move through his palms with ease.

"Master Du, why did your strength drop so much? Could it be because of the sacrifice? However, no matter what the reason is, you are definitely not my opponent in your current situation. Hand over the altar obediently. A chance to survive, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

After blocking several attacks, the middle-aged man frowned.

Palace Master Du is at the top of the six major suzerains, and his cultivation base is unparalleled. Under normal circumstances, it is not so easy for him to win. Why does he feel that the tricks seem fierce at this time, but in fact there is a kind of external strength? feeling?

Could it be that all the power was consumed because of the sacrifice?

However, this is the best way, as long as you successfully get the altar, the reward from the Lord of the Temple will definitely increase your cultivation level by a large margin again!

No answer, the bronze woman continued to attack wildly.

The flames on the altar burned more brilliantly, as if they would communicate with the heavens at any time and pass the news to the gods.

"Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame me for being rude..."

Seeing that the opponent was fighting more and more courageously, and had no intention of surrendering, the middle-aged man raised his palm violently.

call!

A weapon in the shape of a halberd appeared in front of him, turned slightly, and stabbed straight at Du Gongzhu in front of him.

Oh oh oh!

As soon as the halberd appeared, a huge crack appeared in the air. After being infused with the power of a false god, the tip of the halberd surged with cold air, like a sharp weapon to destroy the world. Once touched, it would easily turn into flying ash.

"Pseudo-divine weapon?"

Zhang Xuan's pupils contracted.

This long halberd seems to have reached the realm of a false god, otherwise it would not have this power.

The iron chains in my hands are of the same level, but the offensiveness and power are obviously a lot worse. It seems that they are both pseudo-divine weapons, but there is still a big difference.

The woman in the bronze mask, feeling this force, lost her previous composure, narrowed her eyes, and suddenly raised her head to look at the altar not far away.

"To die together!"

With a roar, he grabbed in the air.

Whoops!

The altar stood in front of him, and the blue flames were fiercely burning.

It seemed that if the long halberd wanted to kill the Palace Master Du, it would smash the altar first.

What the Lord of the temple wanted was the altar. Once it is destroyed, it will be useless. Naturally, this kind of thing is not allowed to happen. The middle-aged man raised his palm, stopped the halberd in the air, and narrowed his eyes: "You are looking for death!"

"If I die, I will destroy the altar in advance. Even if I am sorry for the ancestors, it is better than falling into the hands of your temple. If you want to do it, come!"

The woman in the bronze mask clenched her teeth.

The opponent's strength is stronger than hers, and with the offensive weapons of the pseudo-god realm, they can't resist at all.

Since the other party wants the altar, it should be much safer to throw it under the mouse.

After a try, it really is.

"Humph!"

Clenching his fists tightly, the middle-aged man's face was livid, and his eyebrows raised after a while: "Then... I'll kill him first!"

Boom!

The halberd rolled straight towards the floating sink lying on the ground.

His face was livid, and Fu Chenzi wanted to resist, but found that his injuries were too serious to leave the ground. With determination in his eyes, he turned his head and shouted.

"Palace Master Du, hurry up and leave. With the altar in hand, he doesn't dare to force you too much, so don't worry about me..."