A murderous aura, like a colorful fairy sword, flew in with a light saber, carrying a boundless killing aura, as if it could kill all things and cut off everything, Zhou (shēn) was blessed by the colorful halo of Hao (dàng), and the energy was unusually surging, as if a wave of thousands of feet was overwhelming, sweeping everything below.

Rumble!

It was as if the heavens and the earth had been reopened, and the chaos had been violently opened (dàng), and an incomparable sword light swung from the lightsaber, and a violent wind like a powerful tornado exploded, covering the light of the heavens and the earth, turning into a huge gray land.

This light is too bright, even in this heaven and earth, there is only that extremely bright light shining in the world, and the coercion is not stopped, and it is coming towards Wu Yan.

Seeing this, Wu Yan immediately swung forward ten True Fire Fist Seals blessed by the Red Fire Fist, the terrifying True Fire was intimidating, like a supreme flame drilled out of hell, dyeing the world into blood red, like a blood demon descending into the world, murderous to the sky.

Boom!

An incomparably blazing light bloomed like a blood-colored fairy, and the space here was full of unstable scorching turbulence, rushing violently in all directions, devouring many weak creatures together, and the thick smoke and pits on the ground were like giants frantically crushing the past, and the mountains and rivers were all chaotic and ruined, and there was a mess everywhere.

It's terrifying, this is the power of the monks, a kind of category beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, it is simply a humanoid destruction machine walking in the world, destroying all kinds of mountains and rivers at every turn, and thousands of rivers and mountains will be destroyed because of this level of battle.

Of course, the monks also knew that this kind of situation (qíng) was not advisable, and generally powerful monks were located tens of thousands of miles, or even hundreds of thousands of miles, millions of miles away to fight, in order to maintain the stability of this world.

And this is also due to the interference of the Heavenly Dao, if the monk kills too many (xìng) lives, the Heavenly Dao will send down terrifying thunder to destroy it, as if to reshuffle the cards and disrupt this unstable factor.

If the strength is beyond the heavens, it can also resist the terrifying thunderstorm, and then the rain is more than the sunny, which is equivalent to suffering, and the heavenly way will stop punishing.

Maybe in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, in the eyes of natural rules, the battle between Wu Yan and that woman was just a small fight, and those who killed could grow again, so they would not take the initiative to interfere, and there was no implication in that kind of terrifying cause and effect.

In the sky, the two of them fought from east to west, from south to north, and everywhere there were terrifying golden stamens blooming, and the brilliant light and rain reflected the heaven and earth like a brilliant aurora, shining on the boundless earth.

The light and rain are sprinkled and falling, like a piece of colored pollen, and the last energy is turned into wisps of essence, which then melts into the earth, combines with nature, and waits for the next vigorous growth.

The more Wu Yan was shocked, the more Zhou (shēn)'s true fire was still burning, like a netherworld hell Dao fire that would not be extinguished, but in his opinion, this was just a kind of self (shēn) "potential" at work, and the other party's strength did not change in the slightest because of the strength of his "potential".

This was too terrifying, Wu Yan looked at the woman in shock, not knowing how deep her cultivation was, and what kind of realm she had reached, the twelve bright beams of light about two zhang long next to her (shēn) were sinking and floating, forming a ring-like structure, protecting the woman inside.

Just one of the thirteen beams of light had such a powerful power that it could fight with him evenly and the winner was indistinguishable, which made him think that if the remaining twelve beams on the woman (shēn) popped out in unison, how strong would it be?

He felt scary when he thought about it, and he even thought that after his future cultivation, the name of the famous and powerful in this world would definitely have her place, maybe she could be compared to the gods!

At this time, they bombarded in the air again and again, the void shook violently, and the brilliance was shining, and the colored halos were suspended in the air for a long time before they completely dissipated, in the battle, Wu Yan was difficult to earn his head, and a single light sword suppressed Wu Yan to the core, which made him think of those real genius gods, if they got out alive, maybe the future one (rì) would also compete with them.

"Huh!"

Wu Yan roared, Zhou (shēn) energy surging, Dao Dao True Fire was like a blood-colored wave slapping around, at this moment he seemed to be clear, his blood-colored eyes turned into deeper golden eyes, (shēn) body suddenly became larger, with time, he finally stopped at a height of about three meters two, and his momentum rose in an instant, and the pressure of Hao Hao (dàng) (dàng) rushed forward.

"Strong Body!"

This was the last thing Wu Yan thought of in his mind, at this moment he was like a god and demon, and the demon power was overwhelming all around, like turning (shēn) into no (qíng) asura, and his heart was only bloodthirsty, becoming a killing machine, and his self (shēn) aura became calm and cold.

Kill Kill Kill!

Gave up reason and gained strength.

Wu Yan is like a wild horse that has escaped the leash, a mad cow, and at this time, his Zhou (shēn) exercises have been operated by him to an extreme state, and it is his last resort to fight with his life.

"Huh?"

The woman frowned slightly, and then she snorted softly, and the lightsaber burst out with terrifying power in an instant, and before it could attack, it bloomed with powerful fluctuations all the time, and the environment around it (shēn) became colorful, even gray, changing colors from time to time, changing strange fluctuations.

Wu Yan didn't care about it, holding two matchless true fire fist seals blessed by the Red Fire Fist in his hand, under the superposition of the Great Burning Seal, the fist intent was extremely terrifying, and it was like two hellish true flames held in his fist.

At this time, the sky seemed to be thundering, rumbling, roaring, all his fists were glowing, and the runes were on the fists that exploded with divine light, and the red as blood was like blood, and the true fire was imprinted on his body to form such a strange scene.

The next moment he moved, but to his surprise, he actually bypassed the powerful lightsaber, broke through the sound barrier at a speed, and slammed into the woman.

This was too sudden, and the woman's color changed, but in an instant, she squeaked a few times, and swung out three brilliant beams of colorful light, each of which turned into a different weapon, among them, these three beams of light turned into spears, knives, and umbrellas.

The spear of light seemed to be able to pierce the sky, and the cold glow between the spears froze people, like a snow spear that presided over winter (rì).

The light knife is domineering, the huge and sharp edge of the knife is brilliant, and the cold light (bī) person is like a fierce (rì) sun, melting everything around it.

The umbrella opens and closes, and there is an infinite rain of light sprinkled out under its shroud, as if it is really like rain falling from the umbrella, and the world changes the sky, and from the surrounding (dàng) of the umbrella there are bursts of invisible fluctuations, affecting the space, causing it to sway like a candle.

The light magic weapon formed by three colored beams shocked the heavens and the earth, as if the king was in the nine heavens, and the artifact was in charge of the world, looking at the world as if it was intimidating, and it went towards the crazy Wuyan suppression.

The light spear, the light knife, the light umbrella, and the three magic weapons that emitted a colorful halo suddenly became larger, and they became ten zhang high magic weapons, which really had the effect of suppressing demons and evil spirits, like a huge mountain pressing towards Wu Yan.

Fluctuations are like ocean waves, and the invisible Dao rules of the Dao Dao are interspersed with the void, suppressing, and affecting the Dao rules of Wuyan, so that its momentum gradually weakens, and the Zhou (shēn) Dao is suppressed, and the power will gradually weaken.

Wu Yan roared angrily, constantly running the rules of the Great Dao that he could control to run around him, guarding it and keeping it from being taken advantage of by those outside Dao and affecting his power.

The sky is like blood (rì), the big moon is like a blood moon, and the blood of the crimson people is overwhelmingly shrouded in this heaven and earth, just like the hell realm, the Shura field, is a bloodthirsty space, a holy place of bloody battles.

While resisting the erosion of those terrifying avenues, Wu Yan swung out six blessed True Fire Fist Marks at the woman, and the surging waves of True Fire slapped away, and with a bang, the front completely became a vacuum, and everything was disintegrated, and even the weak Great Dao order was disintegrated by Wu Yan's True Fire Dao, turning into fragments of incomplete Dao rules that had no connection.

However, the woman was as unwavering as a female god of war, like a big mountain, just gently waved her hand and slapped it over, the light sword, the light spear, the light knife, the light umbrella, the four colorful magic weapons trembled slightly, emitting immeasurable light, and quickly neutralized Wu Yan's attack.

"Suppression!"

Immediately afterwards, the woman whispered softly, and the four magic weapons transformed by the seven-colored beam seemed to have a soul-like beating, and then quickly blocked towards the surroundings of Wuyan, forming a four-way suppression trend, and the four directions of the southeast, north, and west were all suppressed by the four seven-colored magic weapons.

Then, as if something had been triggered, there was a faint click, and a huge magic circle was linked from the four colorful magic weapons, and began to suppress and bind Wu Yan, as if it was really as the woman wished, and the immeasurable light of the Dao was surging, heading towards Wu Yan (bī).

Obviously, this is a special kind of circle, a kind of movable circle that has been set up earlier, and the trajectories of those avenues have been artificially transformed, and can only be induced when this four-dimensional unity (qíng) condition is cast.

Of course, this is an extremely superb magic circle, far from being comparable to those ordinary magic circles, but it also requires a talent, or a movable mysterious formation that can be cast with the help of a strong person.

At this time, Wu Yan seemed to see his fate, as if he was bitten by a wolf, he was choked by the throat, and the tragic fate in the future can be imagined.

However, he will not give in, and his unyielding will has formed a firm belief in his mind that only by fighting to the death and doing his best can he get a glimmer of life!