The vitality is everywhere, and the magical power is unlimited. In this plain, there are not many people who are qualified to intervene in the battle. The high priest of the Holy See of Light has this qualification, and so does Zhang Xiaodao under the statue! The shrine suddenly exploded as the high priest stood up, and a strong smell of blood instantly spread across the plains. However, what people saw was not the arrival of the devil, but the proud arrival of a man radiating light from the inside out. world. The face of the high priest is no longer ordinary, because the skin is almost transparent, and the facial features are extremely profound. Not only are the edges and corners sharp, but he is also a bit more handsome, giving people a sense of wonder that this person should not exist in the world, but with solemnity and Holy, like a god of light! When Liu Yichen changed his bones, the light power in his body was not pure at all, and his realm completely relied on the light bones to ascend, but the high priest was different. The high priest is already the pinnacle of power in the human world. The light power in his body is extremely pure. He also believes in the light teachings of his predecessor, and is very compatible with the light skeleton. This change of bones naturally brought about changes not only in his appearance. The earth-shaking changes in the body continued after the shrine exploded! People use bones as their roots. Although bone replacement will not change the person's thinking mode, the body structure will naturally become no longer ordinary. The high priest felt that the blood, kidneys, and muscles in the body were tempered by the light. An unprecedented powerful feeling filled his body and mind. He slowly raised his eyes, and two pure beams of light shot out. The faces of the people on the plain changed drastically, and it seemed as if endless pressure came over people's heads. The pervert closest to the high priest suddenly retreated, setting off a tornado. The expression of the senior brother in mid-air changed. Without holding back, a candle suddenly ignited on the tip of the sword! "Candlelight is the magical power of senior brother, not the magical power that destroys the heaven and the earth." It doesn't seem to be powerful, but only Shao Donghua can feel it. As long as it touches the candlelight, it will be burned to ashes! Shao Donghua let go of Li Zizhi¡¯s sword and suddenly fell! After the Nine Heavens Sword broke free from its restraints, it turned sharply and the high priest raised his hand. It held up a ray of light! The sword disappeared into the light without a trace, leaving no ripples. At this time, Shao Donghua also returned to the ground forcefully. It was like a meteorite that hit Ku Xing and Li Zizhi! Li Zizhi raised his eyes and saw thousands of flying swords densely packed in the air. Shao Donghua tiptoed a little, and the flying swords disappeared. He bent his legs and landed on the ground. The majestic vitality overturned the soil under his feet and created a huge deep pit! A sudden change. Like a gust of wind and rain. Everyone in the prosperous Tang Dynasty felt that the high priest was half a god! At this time, even though Li Yi was coming from afar, the prosperous Tang Dynasty was already weak, and the comparison on paper was completely defeated by the opponent! The top half-step celestial being composed of Shao Donghua, the high priest, the ascetic, and the top power should sweep the world! Even if their enemy is Sheng Tang! Few people on the northern city wall can see the situation, and the mother-in-law. Wang Luohan, Monk Wuliang and other masters naturally knew it well. His expression was naturally extremely ugly. "If it were just Ku Xing and Shao Donghua, Mr. Li Zi knew that he would be able to fight one against two. Although he dared not claim victory, he would never lose! But now that the high priest has successfully reborn, even though Mr. Li knows that he is unparalleled in power, it is still difficult for him to defeat three people. The defeat of the prosperous Tang Dynasty seems inevitable. Zhang Xiaodao naturally had the vision to see the situation in front of him. He took a deep breath and understood that although he could use the time code to ease the situation, it was too difficult to defeat the opponent. All he had to do was to use his thoughts. Break the shackles of space. By then, regardless of whether he has the ability to rescue the barefoot monk, there is no doubt that Zhang Xiaodao, who has the strongest mind, can appear on this battlefield as a top combat force. Not long ago, it seemed that he fell into a dream for a very short time, but he had already climbed half of the stone mountain. The reason why he exited the dream was just because his mind was still not firm enough. But now, no matter what, the prosperous Tang Dynasty is in danger, he must do this, and his mind will naturally be firm in the situation of life and death. Zhang Xiaodao only stood up for a moment, then sat down cross-legged again, looking at the sacred monument with no distracting thoughts in his eyes, and fell asleep again. When Zhang Xiaodao entered his dream, his legs felt like lead, and beads of sweat were falling like beans. He started climbing up without any hesitation. With every step, the invisible pressure of space will bend his body. After only three steps, Zhang Xiaodao could no longer lift his waist, and his body completely fell on the rock. He used his hands and feet at the same time, but he was still moving as fast as a turtle. After Zhang Xiaodao entered samadhi again, the battle on the plain continued. Whether it is Ascetic, High Priest, or Shao Donghua, they are all dragons among men! At this time, they will naturally not stop at face value and continue to engage in a duel. What they have to do is extremely simple, which is to join forces to kill Li Zizhi. This Shengjing City will be defeated without a doubt! Li Zizhi naturally understood his current situation, but he showed no fear, and a warm smile appeared on his cheek. Li Zizhi¡¯s smile is naturally very strange for today¡¯s battlefield. Not far away in front of you, the high priest with beams of light all over his body, and Shao Donghua, whose body is like steel, in the middle with a calm expression but no intention of extremely powerful asceticism, are already side by side! Although Senior Brother Sepi and Han Shuang'er have returned to Li Zizhi, this is by no means the reason for Li Zizhi's smile! The sun is shining brightly, and the plain is covered with scars and devastation. Li Zizhi stood in front of Shengjing City, facing the sun and the breeze, and inserted the broad-bladed sword in his hand into the soil in front of him. No change occurred, the sharp blade chopped up tiny clods of soil in an instant, without even bringing up a trace of dust! As Li Zizhi¡¯s wife, Han Shuang¡¯er stood behind him silently. Li Zizhi opened his arms, and his coat slipped from Han Shuang¡¯er¡¯s palm, revealing a smart outfit. Picking up the thin coat, Han Shuang'er came behind Li Zizhi, carefully rolled up his long hair, and then passed through the hair with the iron hairpin that was as sharp as a sword but already looked very old. Li Zizhi's smile was still on his face. He glanced at Han Shuang'er, said hard work, then locked his eyes on the three ascetics, and said softly: "Actually, I have been patient for a long time under this city last year!" Everyone naturally knew that Li Zizhi was talking about the barefoot monk's fierce battle! Li Zizhi drew out his broad-bladed long sword, and without saying any nonsense, he pointed the tip of the sword at the three of them and shouted sternly: "Come and fight!" It was just two simple words, but they resounded like thunder throughout the world! The overwhelming fighting spirit filled people's ears. The weak ones immediately spit out blood and felt terrified. Those who had not reached the Mingxuan realm were immediately dizzy and their hairs stood up. Even the strong ones who had reached the Mingxuan realm were covered in blood. Trembling, uncontrollable panic surged into my mind. Forty thousand golden knights in the Western Region fell on their backs, and the long swords in the hands of the wild swordsmen kept buzzing. Under this fierce shout, the entire plain became full of changes! Li Zizhi stood proudly under the city of Shengjing with one man and one sword, pointing his sword at the three supreme powerhouses. They were not weak at all, but they were already superior in terms of momentum! From the north wall, the roar of the entire city came, soaring into the sky! The sky became clear and the sunlight seemed to fade. Only the broad-bladed long sword in his hand still emitted a sudden bright light, as if it could not wait any longer. " Ascetic is like meeting Li Zizhi for the first time. Although he and Li Zizhi are enemies, they are also friends. When they were in the Western Regions, they lived under the same roof for a long time. Li Zizhi knew that he was very scholarly. Although he never spoke or did things in a pretentious manner, he still had an elegant demeanor! At this time, Li Zizhi completely overturned the image he had in his heart, making him somewhat unfamiliar! The high priest felt awe-struck in his heart. He was already full of confidence after the bone replacement, but seeing Li Zizhi at this moment, the confidence in his heart disappeared for some reason. Among the three, only Shao Donghua felt calm. Because he was too familiar with Li Zizhi who looked like this! The late Emperor Yue Ding once commented that Li Zizhi had thousands of books in his heart, with an air of elegance and elegance, and with a sword in his hand, he glared at the heroes of the world! Although King Yue Ding was only a martial artist, his poetry and poetry were never his strong points. This brief comment could not be considered a poem or a poem, but it simply and straightforwardly described the two sides of Li Zizhi! Li Zizhi is a typical Tang Dynasty person, and he never lacks the hysteria that surges in the hearts of people in the Tang Dynasty when facing powerful enemies. At this time, he shouted fiercely and pointed his sword. Not only was he high-spirited, but the fighting spirit that had been brewing for a long time finally erupted like a volcano! I don¡¯t know if Zhang Xiaodao felt the power from the prosperous Tang Dynasty in his dream. He was still some distance away from the top of the mountain, and he propped himself up, sweating profusely. Zhang Xiaodao thinks that hardship is not difficult for him, but he has never been so miserable in his life. He didn¡¯t know whether the internal organs in his body were displaced, but he was certain that a large amount of blood was squeezed out of his body with every step he took. The blood in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose has been mixed with sweat, blurring on the cheeks and neck. The pain, as if the bones are about to be crushed to pieces, is simply unbearable for ordinary people, let alone moving the body! However, Zhang Xiaodao moved forward again despite being injured both internally and externally.A worm-like squirming, extremely ugly, but he is moving forward and climbing the mountain! Even though he is climbing slowly, he is still trying hard. After repeating this process, fainting, waking up, and enduring endless pain, Zhang Xiaodao was sure that he could not even lift a finger, let alone notice that his crawling had dragged out a bright blood stain on the stone mountain. I'm crawling, but I don't know where the strength comes from. Time passed. As Zhang Xiaodao climbed, the sharp stones under his body scratched his stomach. His large and small intestines seemed to be scattered all over the floor. He quickly used one hand to hold these bloody organs, which seemed to be gone. I couldn't feel the pain, but I didn't have the strength to make any movement. Zhang Xiaodao looked at the peak that seemed not far away, showing a painful expression. It seems that his belief is about to collapse, or maybe he will be reborn in Nirvana! (To be continued)