"Boom, boom!"

The divine thunder that implied the majestic power of destruction shattered wildly around Luo Yunyang, but although these divine thunders seemed to be very close to Luo Yunyang, they could not cause any damage to Luo Yunyang at all.

The end of the world is just around the corner!

Although the attack of the divine thunder seemed to be only a stone's throw away from Luo Yunyang, these roaring divine thunders were difficult to cause damage to Luo Yunyang in the slightest.

That's the power of the world.

Although the divine thunder could not attack Luo Yunyang's body, it also gave Luo Yunyang a huge pressure, and his body, which was wrapped in the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Bell Method and the Golden Bell condensed by the Xuanhuang Supreme Blood, gave birth to cracks one after another.

Luo Yunyang felt that his body seemed to be a ball suppressed by infinite power, which could collapse at any time.

Persistence, persistence, persistence!

Luo Yunyang could feel that the divine thunder that was madly smashing towards him, implying the power of infinite destruction, was simply not something he could bear.

If it weren't for the law of the end of the world, just this divine thunder would be enough to make oneself die without a place to be buried.

So now, no matter what, he has to hold on to the sword momentum that is close at hand.

The Yuan Zun of the Xuanming clan, seeing that he had hundreds of divine thunders, did not break Luo Yunyang's sword thirteen, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, if he couldn't defeat Luo Yunyang's defense, then his painstaking cultivation would be wasted.

Now that he has leaked his identity, I am afraid that in a few hundred moments, he will be besieged by the major primordial venerables of the human race.

Although he will not fall into this Terran territory, if he wants to escape, he will have to pay a cruel price.

"Wind, thunder, break!"

In the sound of three ancient gods, a giant axe wrapped in blue and purple light flew out from the top of the head of the Xuanming Clan, and the infinite power of wind and thunder, like two long dragons that opened the world, slashed down towards Luo Yunyang.

This blow is as powerful as the world.

The law that was originally close to the end of the world, under this axe, there is a feeling of being cut off. Luo Yunyang looked at the crazy falling giant axe, and a strong premonition rose in his heart.

Although this giant axe is much worse in terms of quality than the fragment of the ancient bell and half of the world-destroying mill in his heart, they should be almost the same quality existence.

The self-contained law world of the thirteen swords is difficult to stop the attack of this giant axe, and once the giant axe appears by his side, I am afraid that he can leave a single divine soul, which is already good!

In a flash, Luo Yunyang's eyes flashed, in addition to maintaining the sword momentum at the end of the world, Luo Yunyang was thinking about countermeasures quickly.

However, although he had endless thoughts in his heart, these thoughts had no effect, and the sword momentum that was close to the end of the world was still collapsing.

"This is the ancient killing treasure, which already implies the power to break the law, even when I was in my heyday, when I encountered this kind of thing, there was only one way to escape. Now, you are ready, we are now, we can only fight to the death!" Wanliu Yuanzun's voice carried a hint of excitement.

That's right, it's an excitement, an excitement that you're going to meet a good talent!

And Luo Yunyang didn't have the heart to pay attention to Wanliu Yuanzun's mind at this time, all he wanted now was to live.

"Hanbo Yuanzun, you are looking for death!" The moment the giant axe that broke through the wind and thunder appeared in the void, the White Crane Yuanzun finally recognized the origin of the Xuanming Clan's Yuanzun.

His voice was filled with infinite anger. And more intense than that anger, there was a worry in his heart.

A worry from the bottom of my heart!

Luo Yunyang has already used Sword Thirteen, it can be said that this is already his limit, and under this limit, can he catch the giant axe that implies wind and thunder?

This is the treasure of ancient slaughter.

The old man who had stopped the White Crane Yuanzun was also full of anxiety on his face at this time. Although he wanted Luo Yunyang to die just now, but now, Luo Yunyang must not die in the hands of the powerhouse of the Xuanming clan.

However, although his speed was fast, he did not surpass the White Crane Yuanzun, and naturally he was powerless to stop the crazy slashing wind and thunder.

"Boom!"

The power like the sky falling apart frantically hit the sword momentum of the end of the world, and the incomparably violent power made Luo Yunyang feel that his whole person was going to be ruthlessly torn to pieces under this power.

This kind of power has surpassed the chaotic power of the cosmic realm.

At this moment, a pillar of black as ink was frantically poured into Luo Yunyang's body, and in this pillar of light, there were even more hidden divine patterns like dragons.

These divine patterns make people feel fear from the heart.

Luo Yunyang no longer had any choice, in addition to frantically guiding these energies into the sword thirteen sword momentum he cast, he also tried his best to stabilize his body, so that his body would not collapse.

The Mixed Yuan Heavenly Bell Technique was operated to the extreme by Luo Yunyang, not only the power in Luo Yunyang's body, but also the power that Wanliu Yuanzun poured into Luo Yunyang's body, and it was also frantically incorporated into the fivefold Mixed Yuan Heavenly Bell by Luo Yunyang.

The golden pagoda formed by the power of the bloodline has begun to form a divine pattern at this time, which is engraved on the bronze heavenly bell, and the black dao pattern belonging to Wanliu Yuanzun makes the heavenly bell more and more stable.

"Dangdang!"

The wind and thunder broke and bombarded, and every time, Luo Yunyang felt like a giant hammer hitting him. He felt that he was like a sword embryo bombarded by a heavy hammer, bombarded by a sledgehammer with a huge power.

Once, twice, three times......

At the beginning, Luo Yunyang was still able to quickly perceive the changes in the power of the wind and thunder breaking giant axe, but in the end, Luo Yunyang no longer had the heart to pay attention to these, and all the thoughts in his heart had become two words.

Persistence, persistence, persistence!

Chaotic Stone Great Tianzun and the others, at this time, they could only watch all this quietly, the current situation was no longer something that they could participate in with this level of existence, they looked at Luo Yunyang who was attacked, and their eyes flashed with horror.

After all, for them, although the Xuanming clan was not too far away, they had never dealt with the Yuanzun of the Xuanming clan.

And Luo Yunyang, at this time, was actually being attacked and killed by a Xuanming clan Yuanzun.

Luo Dong'er had already returned to Langyue Tianzun's side at this time, her hands were clenched into fists tightly, although she knew that at this time, her master didn't necessarily know more than herself, but she still couldn't help but ask her master: "Master, my brother is fine, right?"

Of course, Langyue Tianzun understood the disciple's mood, although she also couldn't see clearly what kind of situation Luo Yunyang was like at this time, who had been wrapped in gold and black, but she still couldn't help but comfort Luo Dong'er and said, "Dong'er, you have to believe in your brother, he has the support of his ancestors, and there will be no problems." ”

After saying the words of comfort, his eyes were firmly fixed on the purple and blue light and the golden and black light that collided wildly in the void, and he secretly prayed sincerely for Luo Yunyang in his heart, hoping that Luo Yunyang could survive this catastrophe.

This is a good thing for both Luo Yunyang and their sect. And once Luo Yunyang died, Langyue Tianzun really couldn't imagine what would become of Tianyu Gate.

The speed of the White Crane Yuanzun was very fast, but in the frenzied pursuit, a trace of gloom rose in the heart of the White Crane Yuanzun.

Because the White Crane Yuanzun knew very well that under this kind of attack, even if Luo Yunyang's cultivation was extraordinary, he might not be able to survive.

When he arrived, at most, he would collect Luo Yunyang's body. After all, the wind and thunder of Hanbo Yuanzun's giant axe, even if he faced it himself, it was extremely difficult.

However, at the moment when Baihe Yuanzun arrived at the place of collision, he saw that Luo Yunyang was still insisting. Although Luo Yunyang at this time was already under the bronze and black light, it was difficult to see his face clearly, but there was no doubt about one thing: Luo Yunyang was still alive!

"Qing Ying Sword, go!" A loud shout came out of the mouth of the White Crane Yuanzun, and with this shout, a dark cyan sword light, like lightning, slashed down towards the wind and thunder.

Hanbo Yuanzun, who urged the wind and thunder to break, a trace of madness flashed in his six eyes, he almost didn't hesitate, and in the wave of his hands, a mysterious handprint was heavily imprinted on the wind and thunder.

The moment this handprint fell, the light of the wind and thunder broke suddenly increased tenfold, and the two dragons that surrounded the wind and thunder broke out a huge roar like the ancient shattering.

With this loud roar, the wind and thunder shattered the void and slashed down towards Luo Yunyang. Sword Thirteen, who was already a little precarious, shattered most of it at this moment.

If all the thirteen swords collapsed, Luo Yunyang would face a dead end, at this time, he couldn't care about anything else, all he thought about was how he could live.

The powerful attack of the Xuanming clan, although it is difficult to dodge, he must dodge it.

Almost instantly, Luo Yunyang activated the three-color aura on his wrist, which was given to him by Wanliu Yuanzun, which could be compared to Wanliu Yuanzun's life-saving method of three full blows.

All along, Luo Yunyang didn't use this three-color aura, but now he activated all of these three-color auras at once.

Three brilliant sword lights appeared in the void in an instant.

Sword Twelve, Sword Twelve, Sword Twelve!

This is the Three Swords Twelve!

The power of the three sword twelves is several times stronger than the sword twelve cast by Luo Yunyang. In an instant, these three sword twelves had already rushed towards the wind and thunder that slashed towards Luo Yunyang.

Without any sound of light, the surging wind and thunder broke through, and the three rays of light had already been completely cut off.

If you look at it according to time, these three sword twelves only gave Luo Yunyang three fingers of time.

Three flicks of fingers reduced the distance between White Crane Yuanzun and Luo Yunyang by half, but if White Crane Yuanzun's Qingying Sword wanted to block the wind and thunder, it would take three snaps of fingers.

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