Su Jian informed Zhu Yeqing of the odd and even chapter of [Liweng Rhyme], and asked him to use his sword to complete the missing pairs at the beginning.

If he still can't start the big array, he will engrave the whole rhyme next to the beast's tooth and tell him to remember it, otherwise the difference of one word may be wasted.

How dare Zhu Yeqing forget? Write down every word, even the punctuation marks, accurately, he has never remembered a thing so seriously in his life.

Immediately, as if rushing to the execution ground, he walked step by step to the beast tooth stone wall.

The majestic aura of the Bone Mountain rolled and rolled over, making it almost difficult for Zhu Yeqing to support.

Su Jian suddenly transmitted the message to the seven major sects except for the Hundred Poison Sect, Jian Gufeng, Sand Crocodile, Song Henian, Tu Jiaojiao, Hua Wanshu, Wei Qingtian and Zhong Xiong.

The seven leaders moved at the same time, leading the disciples of their respective sects to surround the remaining disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect.

"What are you going to do?" The disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and the Seven Sects were murderous.

If you want to kill one of their forces, seven or eight people fight one, it's as easy as pie!

"Zhu Yeqing is lonely and difficult to support, please help him complete this glorious mission, otherwise, don't blame our Seven Sects for being polite," Jian Gufeng's cold killing intent filled the air, making the disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect shudder.

They looked at Su Jian with resentful eyes, thinking that it must be this kid's ghost, and they couldn't spare him if they had a chance!

Hate to hate, now that the general trend is coming, they have to follow Zhu Yeqing.

Su Jian led the Seven Sects to ambush and watch in the distance, at this time the sun had risen high in the sky, and the field of vision was extremely broad, everyone was holding their breath, their eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

Su Jian is no exception, he is also held hostage by the seven sects, if he unfortunately fails to break the formation, except for Jian Gufeng, the other six sects will never let him go.

tossed them for most of the day, to say that there is no resentment is false.

Zhu Yeqing's steps were heavy and his heart was desperate, and he felt that the pressure of the world-destroying force coming from the hideous beast bone mountain was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could not bear it.

This mountain of bones seems to have been psychic, full of malice towards the invading enemy!

Seeing that he was still more than ten zhang away from the beast tooth bone stone, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his knees were weak and he almost knelt down.

However, a wave of power suddenly poured into his body, and familiar figures emerged beside him, which lifted Zhu Yeqing's spirit.

"Thank you for your help!" Zhu Yeqing was a little moved, but he didn't expect that the junior brothers and disciples did not abandon him, and he had to rely on his fellow disciples to give him a handful of charcoal in the snow!

"Hehe, I hope Senior Brother will succeed immediately, and we will all support you!" A disciple behind him smiled awkwardly and comforted, but he was secretly scolding in his heart, "If it weren't for your girl's dislike of Tu Jiaojiao's little slut and became Su Jian's rival, how could we have fallen to this?"

"Whew!" Zhu Yeqing condensed a poisonous snake long sword, the blade of the sword swam, and scratched around on the teeth of the turtle beast, it was the words "even" and "only" that were written, and he first filled in the missing word pair.

Because the beast teeth on it were too high, he was now struggling to jump, and it was purely written by the juniors and disciples who held him up with their true qi and hung his body in the air.

Every disciple of the Hundred Poison Sect was extremely nervous, they had been observing for many days, and they knew that this beast tooth was the key to the formation gate, once the mechanism was touched, although the Xuan Turtle was not as cruel and violent as other divine beasts, it was easier to destroy dozens of their disciples than to crush a few ants.

They gathered their spiritual power together to form a cloud of spiritual power, resisting the coercion from the Bone Mountain.

"Senior brother, don't make a mistake!" There are disciples who keep reminding below, but in fact, there is no need to remind, Zhu Yeqing is more nervous and serious than anyone else.

The masters of the Seven Sects were holding their breath in the distance, but they seemed to be more nervous than the parties.

Seeing that Zhu Yeqing finished writing the two words with one stroke, the originally gloomy and gloomy Bone Mountain.

Suddenly, a faint auspicious light was released, and the clouds were steaming, gradually releasing a peaceful scene.

"It's successful! Is it successful?" The disciples of the eight sects were all overjoyed, whether it was the Hundred Poison Sect or other sects.

Yes, all the yin and evil qi of the Xuangui Bone Mountain was cleansed, and the endless treasure qi and auspicious light were diffused and rising.

The entire Xuangui Bone Mountain is like a cloud driving the mist, almost wanting to rise into the air and feather away!

But the situation did not improve further, Su Jian hurriedly called Zhu Yeqing and asked him to continue to finish writing the rest of the rhyme book.

This can be bitter Zhu Yeqing, although the breath of Xuangui Bone Mountain has changed greatly, but the pressure of the general trend has increased instead of decreasing.

If it was originally a yin and demonic aura, then now it is a vast divine and demonic aura.

It is also good and evil, the waves are magnificent, and even more than twenty masters of the Hundred Poison Sect are intimidated by this awe-inspiring aura, and lifting the bamboo leaf is like holding a mountain.

The excitement on their faces quickly vanished, replaced by a sense of fear of the future!

But at the critical moment, they had no way out, so they could only unite to assist Zhu Yeqing in writing the rhyme book for breaking the formation.

Time was passing little by little, and the disciples of the Seven Sects in the distance had already felt the pressure of the general situation from the Xuan Turtle Bone Mountain, which was even heavier than before.

But no one is willing to leave, they are still eager to leave!

The long sword is stroked one stroke at a time, and it seems to have a thousand weights, and the odd and even chapter is nearing the end.

"Poof!poof!" Zhu Yeqing suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, his expression was painful and hideous.

But his eyes have turned crimson, and his blood is like a mad demon!

It was as if he had forgotten that he had a sword in his hand and blood spurting from his mouth.

There seems to be an irresistible force supporting him in accomplishing this almost impossible mission.

It was as if his soul had long since left his body, and the demonic power had taken away his body.

"Poof!" When the last mouthful of blood splattered on the beast's teeth, the last word of the rhyme was finally completed.

Everyone is condensing the true qi of the whole body, helping Zhu Yeqing while fighting against the heavy pressure of the general trend.

He didn't realize that Zhu Yeqing had already lost his breath, and what supported him to complete the engraving was just some kind of mysterious magic.

"Poof!" The last sound was not the blood sprayed by Zhu Yeqing, but his entire body suddenly exploded, and blood splattered like fire.

Not only did it stain the stone wall red, but it also splashed on the bodies of the disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect below the stone wall.

Horror!

The disciples of the Eight Sects were all terrified, and the Hundred Poison Sect was the most terrifying.

They have even forgotten where they are, where their souls are.

The light of the Xuangui Bone Mountain is even better, the rainbow is shining, but the earth is trembling violently!

It seemed to come from the deepest underworld, and it seemed to come from the nine clouds, and a dull voice resounded throughout the void.

"The gate of heaven is open! Blood is a sacrifice!"

"The gate of heaven is open! Blood is a sacrifice!"

The devil-like voice is heavier than the lead-colored sky, majestic and old, as if it has experienced the vicissitudes of thousands of years!

Zhu Yeqing's flesh exploded, bursting like fireworks!

The other disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and wanted to flee back.

However, he has been imprisoned by an invisible force, as if he has been caught in the acupoint, and he can't move at all.

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