Chapter 132: The Battle

Chapter 132

"Heaven and earth, ancient killing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

A transparent and dreamy Luan Bird spread its wings in the sky, and saw a heroic woman around Zhou Xuan, with a three-pointed two-edged spear in her hand, every attack was like tearing off the colorful glow in the sky and falling on Luan Niao.

The Dream Flying Snow Crystal shines brightly, and the crystal is like a sword and a colorful spear constantly entwined and changed.

In just a few breaths, the Dream Flying Snow had already violently unleashed the power of the Dream.

The wings that were as transparent as cicada wings kept shaking, and each feather continued to stir up the heavenly sounds, and then the speed of the dream flying snow surged, as if in an instant. But even with such a fast speed, he still couldn't escape Yang Jian's pursuit.

In the air, Yang Jian, who chased after the Dream Flying Snow, shouted out like a god, and stabbed at the head of the Dream Flying Snow with another shot, and saw that the colorful glow of the body was blooming, turning into a god and merging into the gun, and the crystal defense of the Dream Flying Snow cracked one after another.

Seeing that he was about to break through the protection of the crystal feather defense and pierce the body of the Phantom Flying Snow, the Dreamy Flying Snow suddenly rushed forward, and a piece of spiritual light appeared, piercing the void in an instant.

"Void shuttle. ā€

The Shattered Void is a great supernatural power, even if a god name like Yang Jian can't do it in the current Ancient God Realm, he shuttles through the void at will, comes and goes freely, and surpasses any escape. Dream Feixue is worthy of being a holy beast combined with holy beasts, and the void passes by in an instant, and Yang Jian didn't catch it.

"Hmph, is the mount of the dignified White Emperor Shaohao so capable?" Yang Jian snorted, and stayed in the air with a fine posture, holding a spear in his hand, heroic and awe-inspiring.

The surprise of the evening drum and the morning bell resounded throughout the festival.

The fairy sleeping trees were awakened.

The aura appeared, and the dream flying snow appeared from the void, spread its wings, and said coldly.

"We are here to maintain the worship of the heavens, devout the way of heaven, and consume ten thousand years of mana, otherwise you would dare to be so presumptuous with the names of the ancient gods. "As the White Emperor's horseman, she does not allow others to insult her master's name.

"So, you really don't have much to do. Yang Jian couldn't hide his disappointment, the powerful White Emperor's ride back then was so useless.

"Hmph. ā€

The dream flying snow spreads its wings and is introduced into the void.

"It's ridiculous, even the void dares to show off in front of this god. Yang Jian sneered, and suddenly, an erect eye in his forehead opened.

This third eye seems to be able to spy on the vast world, the eternal desolation, and everywhere the eye can see, the heavens will be revealed in their original form.

It was at this moment that Erlang God's eyes saw that in the vast world, in the free void, a faint spiritual light kept shuttling.

Sou!

After seeing through the void and grasping the whereabouts of the Phantom Dream Flying Snow, Yang Jian sneered, his body moved, and he shuttled violently, and suddenly, a shot was missing.

Collapse!

This shot happened to be stabbed on the wings of the dream flying snow.

It was like a sound stabbed on a hard crystal, "Humph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly again, his wrist flicked, and with a stab in the air, the crystal broke, this stab, pierced the defensive aura of the Dream Flying Snow, and stabbed it fiercely on the wings, as if a film was pierced, and the sky rippled.

"Surrender to this god!" Yang Jian laughed.

Suddenly, infinite crystals burst down, forming a cage enchantment, and sealing Yang Jian on the spot.

"The void freezes. ā€

Yang Jian's face, which was sealed by the enchantment, also changed slightly, and suddenly an infinite murderous aura rushed in.

At the same time, the Ten Witches of Lingshan were also watching Yang Jian and Dream Feixue fight.

Wu Xian knew that the prestige of the Dream Flying Snow did not dare to be reckless, just waiting for the opportunity, and sure enough, the invincible Erlang God had a flaw and was trapped by the Dream Flying Snow, Wu Xian knew that it was an opportunity, "Sisters, we must subdue this beast." ā€

"Yes. ā€

Wu Pan, Wu Peng, Wu Zhen, Wu Li and other Lingshan Eight Witches have sacrificed magic weapons.

Silver halberds, flags, turtle shells, stone seals, bells, flower baskets, jade pendants and small swords.

The eight treasures fell one after another, smashing towards the Dream Flying Snow, and the crystal aura that protected her suddenly dimmed a lot under the divine light of the magic weapon.

Wu Xian continued to manipulate the magic weapon, turned out a turtle shell in his hand, burned it with fire, burned out cracks, and quickly divined, cracks grew in the turtle shell, which was still an ominous sign.

What's going on.

Seeing that the dream flying snow was suppressed by them, but the divination was still fierce, Wu Xian was uneasy and quickly calculated.

Her gaze swept towards the entire Sacrifice Heaven.

There must be something hidden here.

On the other side, Qi Lin, Qi Qi and Su Xuesha were moving away from the Cabinet Tree and heading towards the other void exit of the Sacrifice Heaven, Yang Jian, the Ten Witches of Lingshan had already arrived, then it would only be more dangerous for them to stay here, Qi Lin's mission had been completed and he didn't want to stay any longer.

It didn't take long for me to hear the sound of the dreamy snowfall from a distance.

When he looked up, he saw the dazzling battle between the colorful glow and the Luan Bird, and Qi Lin immediately found that it was Yang Jian, the god of Erlang.

Qi Qi looked at the monkey and gritted his teeth.

Qi Lin was a little impulsive, Su Xuesha immediately grabbed his hand, and the girl's eyes were worried: "Don't be impulsive, let's leave here first." ā€

"Leave?"

Qi Lin watched the dream Feixue struggling, and it was extremely complicated.

"If you go out now, you will surely die, and you must think about your sister. Su Xuesha reminded: "Phantom Dream Feixue only suffers a little, but with her unique identity as a spirit beast, the Ten Witches of Lingshan will not let her die." ā€

Qi Lin also knew this, but when he thought of the shadow of the girl in the sea of knowledge not long ago, it was a little difficult to calm down.

Qi Lin looked at Qi Qi, this was the girl he should protect the most now.

Qi Lin nodded, and at this moment, the mutation was raised.

Suddenly, the sacrifice to the heavens was broken, and the endless sea water tumbled down, and the mercury poured down in a surging manner, and the powerful water dragon drowned half of the sacrifice heavens. The water dragon roared, and the posture of the dragon transformed into a dragon and formed a throne dragged a woman along.

"How can the credit of killing the White Emperor not be the result of my West Sea God Tizi. ā€

The woman sits on the throne and falls with the waters of the heavenly river.

Wu Xian's eyes were about to search for Qi Lin's side, when he was suddenly shocked by this, and turned his gaze: "Tizi, you still haven't given up!!"

"Dead heart, this god lord has no heart, the dream of the multiplier, the eternal flood came out, if this god lord took her demon pill, it is not invincible in the West Sea, you humble witch clan can only submit to this god lord. Tiz laughed maniacally.

"Yang Jian, instead of giving this beast to those witch clans, how about you and I join forces to kill it? Tizi said to Yang Jian that in this field, only the unfathomable Erlang God was qualified to trade with her.

Yang Jian pursed his lips and didn't say a word