Chapter 250: Destroying the Mad Blade Holy Sect
Fight!

The Mad Blade Saint knew that this war was unavoidable.

Zhuge Liang was silent, and the corpse of the Immortal Lord attacked wantonly, obviously wanting to destroy the Mad Blade Holy Sect.

"kill!"

Many Taoist immortals and powerful immortal kings roared and launched attacks together, with murderous looks on their faces and revealing a terrifying aura that penetrated the sky.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Millions of disciples roared, with immortal light flashing around them, forming a mysterious immortal formation. The power of destruction raged and was injected into the protective formation of the sect, giving birth to a terrifying blow.

Suddenly, the entire Mad Blade Holy Land began to boil.

Various destructive forces are rampant.

It seemed as if the starry sky was about to be overturned.

Suddenly, he swung his right hand vigorously, and the corpse energy rolled. Countless corpses flew out, with bloodshot eyes, bared fangs and claws, and the air was filled with the aura of death.

The sound is cold and eerie!

Zhuge Liang paused, shook his head and smiled, saying in a cold voice: "Those who are afraid of retribution will never become strong. If there is such a thing as retribution in this world, even if it is a catastrophe that befell me, I will not be afraid!"

But the next moment, there was a continuous roar.

"The ants shake the tree!"

From the time the chaos in the upper realm first occurred to the present day, a total of six immortals have died. One of them died on the battlefield of the heavens, another one blew himself up, and the bodies of the remaining four immortals all fell into Zhuge Liang's hands.

Seeing this scene, the Mad Blade Saint remained expressionless and was about to strike with his sword.

boom!
Four corpses of immortals broke through the air and launched attacks from different directions.

Immediately afterwards, four figures walked out, three people and one dragon, staring at the Mad Blade Saint with bloodshot eyes, making him feel cold in his heart.

Above the cloud of corpses, Zhuge Liang stood, dressed in a white robe, holding a feather fan, fanning it slowly and steadily, blowing up his hair and startling countless wisps of Taoist rhythm.

Tribulation?
He didn't hate Jie, he was even looking forward to it!
Don't forget, he possesses the Eternal Tribulation Divine Body, and the fatal natural tribulation in the eyes of outsiders is just his method of cultivation.

It carries a terrifying force that strikes deep into the souls of all living beings, causing them to feel an unstoppable sense of fear.

The four powers of the immortals swept across the sky like a violent storm.

As if thinking of something, the pupils of the Mad Blade Saint shrank sharply, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to his head. He exclaimed: "You want to kill the Immortal Lord and refine him into a corpse puppet!"

The dead body of the Immortal Lord!

No wonder.
Zhuge Liang dared to declare war on the Anti-Academy Alliance!

Four corpse puppets of immortals!

Not one, but an astonishing four!
The Mad Blade Saint's face turned pale in an instant, his mind and body twitched, and he was filled with endless fear.

It turns out he is very confident!
"wrong!"

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, the Mad Sword Saint had a ferocious look on his face and shouted sternly: "Zhuge Liang, you practiced the way of corpses and committed many evil things, you will be punished!"

Among them, the Golden Dragon King was the fastest. He approached the Mad Blade Saint in almost an instant, raised his dragon claws high, and slapped down heavily.

Above the nine heavens, a huge number of corpses gathered and transformed into a claw mark that stretched thousands of miles, sharp and sharp, blessing the immortal rules of death and the immortal rules of dragon, extremely terrifying.

This is also the power of the Book of Death. When refining corpses, it can not only impart the Immortal Law of Death, but also retain some combat power.

boom!
The shocking sound resounded through the world.

The Mad Blade Saint suddenly felt a huge force coming at him, and he flew backwards uncontrollably. He retreated a hundred miles, and the blood in his body boiled, and he almost vomited blood.

boom!
Boom!

But just as he stabilized, three more harsh sounds rang in his ears. Those were the sounds of the starry sky shattering and time and space faulting.

When the Mad Blade Saint turned his head, he saw three more corpses approaching him. The corpse qi was surging like a tide, just like an unstoppable trend in the world.

The trend is irreversible!
Anyone who goes against the general trend will be shattered and crushed by the torrent of the times.

"Holy Sword, Fall!"

The Mad Blade Saint's face changed and he shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, countless stars in the Sky Blade Star Region shone brightly, transforming into a blade of energy, which was wielded by an unknown existence, intending to split everything in the world. This blade was the essence of the Mad Blade Holy Sect.

This sword contains the power of all the disciples of the Mad Sword Holy Sect.

This sword, with thousands of life stars as its source and tens of thousands of death stars as its sword, delivers the strongest blow.

With one strike of the sword, all things are destroyed!

What is even more terrifying is that if this blade is destroyed, all the creatures living within these stars, numbering in the trillions, will all die.

His intentions are truly sinister and vicious.

kill!

To be branded as a butcher!

But if he is not killed, even a great immortal would not have a good ending if hit by this sword.

The Mad Sword Master grinned and said, "Zhuge Liang, if you dare to destroy the Holy Sword, you will attract a heavenly calamity and be struck to death by the karma thunder. Now retreat and I will spare your life!"

His voice was a little arrogant!
Corpse path!

It is one of the evil ways!

What they fear most is the extremely strong and masculine heavenly thunder. Many corpse warriors roam the world, using the tide of corpses to slaughter all living beings, making countless creatures afraid.

But in the end, didn't he still die from the thunder?

Therefore.

The Mad Sword Saint was certain that Zhuge Liang would not dare to take action.

Zhuge Liang looked at the holy sword with sharp eyes, able to see countless creatures through the fairy light.

Most of these people are disciples of the Mad Blade Holy Sect, or their family members.

They obviously knew the function of the holy sword, and many of them had playful expressions on their faces, waiting for Zhuge Liang's decision, not worrying at all that Zhuge Liang would fight to the death.

"You want to use evil to bet on my kindness!"

Zhuge Liang retracted his gaze, shook his head and smiled, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "But I, Zhuge Liang, am not a kind person! If you want to die, then I will grant your wish!"

boom!
The four dead bodies of the immortals broke through the air, rolled up thousands of layers of corpse gas, and all fell on the holy sword, causing a shocking explosion and creating infinite aftermath that swept across the vastness.

The holy sword breaks!

The stars exploded!

Countless creatures had dull eyes filled with disbelief, and died in endless fear in the aftermath, without a trace left of their bodies.

The entire Tiandao Realm was filled with the most brilliant fireworks in history.

Almost all living beings in the upper realm can see it.

Everyone felt cold.

Too bad!
The creatures of a star field!
Just die?
"Corpse Lord!"

Some people think of Zhuge Liang’s rise to power. He was a peerless villain who single-handedly fought his way out of the chaotic realm!

"Pity!"

Someone else shook his head and said, "Too much killing will trigger a heavenly calamity that will destroy a star region. The power of this heavenly calamity is comparable to that of an immortal or even a Taoist immortal. It is not easy to survive!"

Rumble!
As he was speaking, the sound of thunder was heard from the starry sky, and then countless dark clouds gathered and hovered above Zhuge Liang's head. Countless thunder flashed as they rolled.

The power of each heavenly thunderbolt is comparable to a full-strength attack from an early-stage Taoist warrior.

Zhuge Liang looked at the thunder without changing his expression.

There was still a hint of smile in his eyes.

On the other side, the Mad Blade Saint was overjoyed. He believed that the Taoist immortal-level thunder would surely be able to kill Zhuge Liang.

After all, corpse puppets cannot be used when transcending tribulation, and Zhuge Liang himself is only at the Immortal Lord level.

Through the ages.

There has been no precedent of a corpse warrior at the Immortal King level surviving the Taoist heavenly tribulation!
(End of this chapter)