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Chapter 1,252 The Key to the Holy Court!

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    The leader of the Crimson Blood Clan is a young and tall young man who looks extremely handsome, with a certain morbid beauty of a woman. At this moment, his face is reddish, adding a touch of enchantment.

    The three ancient tribes have always had good feelings, because they have been a force that has existed in Bahuang since the ancient times, so they have always been "sincerely united" to the outside world.

    This time the Butian Pavilion¡¯s sacrificial spirit is enthroned. Without the protection of the sacrificial spirit, Butian Pavilion is like a gold mine, waiting to be mined.

    How could the three tribes let go of such an opportunity?  Naturally, he led his people without hesitation to destroy Butian Pavilion and seize the treasures in Butian Pavilion.

    Butian Pavilion has been able to stand in the wilderness for many years. In addition to the protection of the sacrificial spirits, it also has a profound foundation. There are countless treasures in the pavilion, and the King of Medicine is rooted in the holy courtyard.

    Naturally, the three Taikoo tribes didn¡¯t want others to snatch such a piece of fat, so they led their people to come the next day after the Butian Pavilion¡¯s spirit was enthroned.

    Zhang Zhihuan's heart was bleeding and his eyes were full of anger, but now under the joint attack of the clan leaders of the three Taikoo clans, he had no chance to fight back. He was lucky to be able to block it with all his life. Those disciples who died among the three Taikoo clans  , now it has piled up into a mountain, blood has flowed into a river, and the entire Butian Pavilion is full of desolation!

    "Ten Thousand Swords Formation!"

    Zhang Zhihuan once again used the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, hoping to temporarily delay the attack speed of the three Taikoo tribes. Ten thousand swords soared into the air, the void shook, and white light shone coldly. An invisible force began to spread and spread, and in an instant, the three Taikoo tribes were attacked.  The patriarch shrouded.

    The sword blades were like rain, forming a huge sword array in the void, and the fluctuations of Tao continued to spread. The ordinary people of the three ancient tribes had to retreat under the pressure of this sword array. Some people even couldn't bear the pressure of this sword array.  He vomited blood and died under such pressure.

    Seeing this, the seven elders behind Zhang Zhihuan hurriedly took action to clean up the enemies in the inner circle, and then rushed behind Zhang Zhihuan to help him.

    " However, the patriarchs of the three Taikoo clans are not vegetarians. At this moment, they are suppressed by the pressure of the Ten Thousand Sword Formation.  But they still walked towards Zhang Zhihuan step by step, stepping on the void, waves of energy fluctuations swept unbridled in all directions, and the entire Butian Pavilion was reduced to a vast land.

    "Boom!"

    The three clan leaders took action at the same time, and the three secret arts were like three meteorites smashing towards the eye of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, causing huge fluctuations. The sword blades in the Ten Thousand Swords Formation immediately fell into pieces and continued to break. An invisible force swept across them in an instant.  When he arrived, he blasted Zhang Zhihuan thousands of feet away, staining the sky with blood.

    "Head!"

    Because Zhang Zhihuan was standing in front of them, the seven elders of Butian Pavilion were not greatly affected. However, when they saw Zhang Zhihuan vomiting blood and flying away, they were frightened and hurriedly flew forward to rescue him.

    But at this moment, Tuo Qi and the other two clan leaders took action again, with magic skills flying across the sky, thousands of startling rainbows streaking across the sky, and a burst of dazzling light bursting out.

    "Walk!"

    Zhang Zhihuan saw this and shouted, asking them to leave here quickly.

    However, wherever the startling rainbow struck, even the void was shaken. The seven elders had no chance to escape and were immediately hit. They fell from the sky like birds with broken wings and smashed into the dilapidated Butian Pavilion.  middle.

    When Tuo Qi saw this, a look of pride appeared on his face, and his figure flashed in front of Zhang Zhihuan, "Old man Zhang, tell me the key to the holy courtyard. Maybe I can spare you a little one if I am happy."  Life." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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